#i love the tickle monster trope

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

the venomous nip

the wistful wyvern, chapter seven

a/n: i have no clue how this is my first time playing with something reminiscent of the sex pollen trope. anyways. bon appétit, bitch! ৎ୭

summary: “snow, they, uh, their bite, it–… well, to say it bluntly, it makes you go blind with paralysing lust.” 

warnings: knight!bucky barnes x knight!reader, smut, fantasy AU (monsters, but not much magic), original fantasy world, ex-friends to lovers, coworkers to lovers, former fuckboy!bucky, tattooed!bucky, forced proximity, allusion to oral, violence, injuries, kissing, kinda sex pollen (except it’s not pollen, it’s a venomous bite), crying, fingering (both vaginal and anal), squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, size kink, manhandling, penetrative sex, protected sex (a fantasy birth control tea commonly used by men), double penetration, creampie, references to knotting

word count: 3427

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After making it back to Erasild and The Sapphire Chateau in one piece, the rare opportunity of staying in a soft bed became even more tempting after the injuries especially your partner had received after the ball. Though you only let it be one night before hopping on the back of Echo and riding off to The Asadånie Mountains. One night spent soaking in the tub together till all of the iridescent bubbles on the surface had popped, licking one another’s wounds till you both writhed beneath the pecks, as well as sleeping in each other’s embrace till the sun streamed in through the windows and shined in your eyes till they squinted open. 

The journey back towards the mountainscape stretched on for long enough that Bucky’s shoulder got the chance to heal enough to let him feel less stir-crazy. 

Curtained beneath the wispy branches of a majestic weeping willow, you sat on your bedroll, unfurled and pushed together with Bucky’s, and peeled off the last of your armour.

“This place is safe and you know it,” your gaze followed Bucky as his visage slowly came back into view, curving around the tree for the fourth time on his methodical check of the perimeter of your campground for the night, “you don’t need to stay up on watch.”

“I’m not gonna stay up on watch,” he breathed out a smile, though didn’t offer you a glance yet, “I’m just being thorough.” 

Only a few seconds passed before you playfully poked, “…are you almost done?” as the thought of falling asleep in his arms was too tempting to keep your mouth shut. But when only the soft rumble of a chuckle sounded from Bucky and he threw you a fleeting look, you grinned once more, “how about now? Are you done now?” 

With a soft shake of his head, he finally neared you. 

“Would you quit rushing me?” he smiled and swiftly kneeled down to tickle your sides. 

“No! No!” you giggled, wiggling away from his determined torture, “stop, please! I surrender!” 

His laughter kept billowing out long after he stopped, dipping down to steal a quick kiss from you before he shed his armour and dumped it down atop of where yours was piled up. 

“Goodnight,” he chuckled in your ear when he settled behind you and drew your frame close to his. 

As you curved back into him, you found his hand as it swept over your waist and weaved your fingers in with his, “goodnight,” you briefly raised it up to your lips and pressed a peck to the inked back of his palm, “I love you.” 

You weren’t sure just how many hours you managed to sleep, but at one point during the night, you felt something on your leg. 

Slowly, a tickling sensation crawled up your calf. At first, you thought nothing of it, assuming it was just Bucky beside you, but then the slithering began at your neck as well, sneaking down the collar of your tunic and when a sharp sting pierced your shoulder, your eyes shot open. 

The shriek that rumbled out of you roused the warden, whose limbs were still entangled with your own. As you bolted up to a sitting position, you discovered the three large, dark purple worms that were crawling over your slumbering form. 

Swiftly, you both reached for your weapons and dealt with the creatures quickly. They weren’t in any way difficult to slay, but still very much not the wake-up call either of you desired. 

“Are you alright?” Bucky asked as your blade fell back down into the grass. 

The ground beneath you suddenly started to spin a bit, but you still offered him a reassuring nod, “mhm,” and one of your palms floated out to his mass for support, “I’m–,” a quiet groan broke up your words, “I’m okay, I–…” 

“Snow?” as his hands grasped your shoulders, his voice washed over you as if you were underwater. 

“I–…” you glanced down at your hands to discover how violently they were suddenly shaking, “I–…” 

Even though you were still seated on your bedroll, the world still fell out from under you. 

Catching you in his arms, the alarm in the soldier’s tone shined through your fog, “hey, Y/n,” he plucked up your face, “look at me,” and his eyes fleetingly captured your teary ones before they washed over the rest of your features. He studied every inch of you, from the sweat that glistened on your brow, to the way your bottom lip trembled. But when he pulled back your neckline and glanced down on your shoulder, a low curse escaped him, “fuck… okay, it’s okay, you got bit just a little, but it doesn’t look too bad.”

With uncontrollable tears streaming down your face, you blubbered, “I-I feel kinda weird…” as you felt your body begin to clench up and an aching throb settled over you, “actually, i-it–, fuck… Buck,” your fingers weakly found his chest and clawed against it, “it h-hurts.”

Shifting slightly, Bucky rolled over one of the carcasses on the ground with the end of his weapon. His features then paled as recognition washed over him, “oh, shit…” 

“What?” you breathed thinly. 

“Uh…” his stare stayed on the creature a moment longer in horror before he told you, “it’s a futuō worm.”

“A futu-what?” you tried to push yourself back up, but your limbs gave up in an instant. 

Catching you once more, he huffed, “alright, it’s gonna be okay, snow.” 

“B-Bucky, what’s going on?” your pulse thumped in your ears like a drum, “what are those things?”

A long exhale flowed from his lips before he explained, “they are supposedly created by pixies as some twisted joke,” his arms held you tight as you trembled against him, “or at least that’s how the fables go…” dipping his head, he tried to catch your hazy gaze, “snow, they, uh, their bite, it–… well, to say it bluntly, it makes you go blind with paralysing lust.” 

Your eyes widened, “what?” as you felt the effects begin to grow.

“Allegedly, it varies in what symptoms you experience,” he held your head steady as he checked your dilated pupils, watching how they nearly eclipsed all of the colour in your eyes, “even differs for everyone how long it lasts till the venom is out of their system,” he uttered, “I've heard some accounts of it taking a few days.”

“Days?” you sobbed, “I can’t feel like this for days!” 

The pain was numbing, yet you equally felt as if a feather might knock you over. 

“…snow?” he carefully spoke as he then tilted his head to catch your eye, “do you trust me?”

“Always,” you breathed, as if it was a given. 

“I don’t know if this will work, but, fuck, I can’t believe I'm leaning into fucking superstition,” he mumbled and his whole face momentarily crumbled up before unfurling with a sigh, “I’m gonna try and help you, okay?” 

“O-okay,” you trembled, though still had no clue what he was on about. 

The next thing you knew, Bucky had leaned in a pressed his lips to yours. At first, tinges of confusion and shock washed over you before a thimble of relief trickled throughout your veins and a moan seeped from your lungs and vibrated against his lips. 

Carefully, he scooped you into his lap, cradling you close so that both of your legs hung over the right side of his hip. Nimble fingers found the buttons of your trousers and undid them in the blink of an eye. Gently, he burrowed a hand down your pants and brushed his touch through your already soaked folds.

“Oh g-gods!” you whimpered and your lips fell from his at not only the discovery of how immensely sensitive you were, but also just how wet you’d become in only the few short moments since you’d been bitten. It didn’t just cause a sinful symphony to sloppily slosh at every ghostly graze he offered you, but you could feel it leaking down your thighs. 

“Fuck,” Bucky hissed, the sounds of your arousal soaking straight into his bones, “is that okay? Are you alright?” he gently found your already swollen clit and began to caress it, but only for a moment as his fingers froze when you didn’t soothe his worry and grant him an answer, simply continued to incoherently moan instead, “Y/n,” his hand slipped out from between your thighs and soared up to tilt your face for his gaze to catch yours, “am I hurting you?”

“Don’t stop!” the pain began to crawl back as his touch retreated, “p-please!” 

Blinking down at you with a line clear between his furrowed brows, he slid his hand back down to your core, “okay,” he uttered, worry tainting his features, “alright.” 

“Thank you–,” you exhaled, though gasped as soon as his digits returned to your puffy pearl, “fuck!” your eyes rolled in your skull. 

“Is it helping?”

“Mhm,” you dizzily nodded, “I can’t believe this of all things is reliving the pain.” 

You couldn’t even imagine how you would have managed if you’d been on your own. You felt like you could barely raise your pinkie, so how would you have been able to touch yourself? 

After his fingertips circled your weeping entrance, two of his digits then effortlessly slipped in and you mewled, your face swiftly smooshing against his chest. As your drool stained his tunic, you felt Bucky shift slightly as he dropped back and let his spine rest against the thick tree trunk just behind him. 

His pinkie and forefinger flexed against either side of your centre as the ones in between lavishly pumped in and out of you, caressing your overly sensitive walls. 

Beneath you, the sensation of his growing erection poked you fiercely, the thought of feeling it split you apart haunted your poisoned state. 

Reassuring whispers flowed from your beloved’s lips and seeped into your soul as he carried you over the threshold, rocking his fingers within you till a gentle drizzle of squirt seeped out, small enough for your foggy senses to miss entirely. 

Pressing his lips to your forehead in a soft and slow peck, he then slid his fingers back out of your pants. 

“More,” you murmured as your weak attempt at fumbling for his covered cock failed, “B-Bucky, I need more,” but when he stuffed his hand back down your trousers, a desperate protest then left your lips, “no, could you please fuck me? I just–… please?” you trembled, your cheek pressed against his pec as you blinked up at him with teary eyes, “I–… I need to feel your dick inside of me.”

As his gaze searched yours, the sorrow didn’t lift from his features as he empathetically cursed, “oh, fuck, snow…” 

“Please,” you wept. 

Your crying almost worsened when he fulfilled your wish, swiftly yanking your trousers down before freeing his cock from his own pants. He then shifted you effortlessly in his hold, still cradling you in the same tender manner as he slowly eased you down on his length. 

“Shit,” he moaned almost as loud as you when he slowly sank you down on his dick. The clasp he had behind your bent knees shifted slightly as his palm slid up your thigh to grasp your ass and move your slack frame for you, “oh–, is that alright? Does that feel better?”

“Y-yeah,” your head rested against his chest as your eyes fluttered up at him, “it feels like–, oh!” a shrill cry escaped you as he gently began to find a pattern, lifting you up, nearly entirely off his cock, till he slowly plunged you back down, “it feels like you’re making love to every molecule in my body,” you slurred as you struggled to return his unwavering stare, “I can feel you everywhere.” 

When you finally felt him begin to relax a bit beneath you, his rhythm roughened as he rocked you in his embrace like a ragdoll. Moans flowed out of you like a broken dam as each time he dropped your form, every little detail of his fat girth euphorically dragged against your abnormally sensitive walls. 

“I’ve got you,” he curled closer as he fucked you, his bearded cheek pressing against the crown of your head, “I’ve got you, baby,” webs of your cream clung to your skin and kept your cores connected even as he raised you off his cock, “it’s okay, you’re gonna be okay, I promise.”

When you tumbled over the edge again, trembling in his hold, the squirt that then gushed out didn’t go unnoticed by you as the previous display had. 

“Oh, there you go, snow,” he groaned in your ear, “fuck…”

Quivering and twitching in his embrace, your pussy had clenched down around Bucky’s girth so hard that it was forced out as you drenched his lap. 

His chest rose and fell rapidly beneath your head as a low growl rumbled deep within him. His fingers dented your tender flesh as a breathless question fell from his lips, “you want more?” precum leaked from his bulbous tip and stained your messy cunt as the length throbbed against your puffy petals. 

“Y-yes,” you panted, the heated fortitude that finally shined through in his tone conjured a smile to tug at your lips. Gently, he laid you down on the bedrolls, your position didn’t change that drastically from when you were in his arms as you laid there on your side with your knee curled up to your chest. Leaning back a bit, Bucky cast his glance down to the mess between your thighs as his grasp enclosed around himself and his other palm came down to spread you apart for him. After he’d given your swollen clit a few nudges with his tip and successfully caused your frame to jolt at every one of them, he then buried himself back into you and pushed the last bit of oxygen out of your lungs as he swiftly bottomed out and his tip kissed the deepest parts of you, “oh fuck–”

Your boneless body rippled at every one of his silky thrusts, “you’re doing so good, baby,” his gaze lingered on the sloppy strings of slick that connected your frames, “so fucking good,” before his eyes flickered back up to find your blissed-out features. 

Leaning down over you, he kept up a lavish pace, snapping his hips against yours, as he rested his forearms on either side of your head. Hovering above you, he shifted his weight and his fingers sweetly found your heated cheeks to wipe the drool and tears away, even though they’d be stained again in a second. 

As his thumb lingered over your jaw, he then bent further down to seal his lips against yours, swallowing your moans that gushed out to the rhythm of his efforts. 

After the tender peck had faded and he’d curved back up, your fingers curled up to your lips and instinctively, like scratching an itch, your dove two of your digits into your mouth and sucked on them, a hum swiftly vibrated around them as you filled another one of your holes up. 

Reaching down, Bucky dreamily traced your lips locked around your own fingers, staring intently as the vision caused him to fuck you even harder. Slyly, he sneaked one of his digits in to join your own, teasingly pumping it in and out a few times, groaning sinfully as the softness of your tongue caressed him. 

A string of spit followed his finger as he pulled it out of your mouth and let it wander back down south. Raking over your curves, he bunched up your tunic enough for your boobs to spill out and let him pinch your pebbly nipples without the barrier. 

Soon his touch scooped down to your ass as it rippled against every toe-curling thrust of his hips. Palming it roughly, his grasp reached far enough to graze against your other hole and the whine you let out at the exploratory caress caused him to delve even further. Teasingly, he rubbed your little rosebud, your excessive slickness that had dripped to it made his lavish caress effortless. 

“You like that?” he noticed how your brows knit together in ecstasy “is it making you feel better?”

When your head bobbled in a wobbly nod, he didn’t play with you for much longer before slowly working a finger inside. 

Your heavy lids struggled to let you hold his gaze and enjoy his silhouette above you as he filled up the last of your holes.

“Fucking hell, you’re tight back here…” your muffled moan seeped out of you as his digit plugged up your ass, “you want more, huh?” he tilted his chin as he asked you, and when you hazily offered him a nod, “yeah? Feeling too empty, huh, snow?” he slid another finger inside, “how’s that? Is that good?” he slowly worked up the pace of his digits to match the one set by his hips as he fucked your poor pussy, “was that what you needed? Just for you to be all stuffed to the fucking brim?” he panted and let his gaze drop back down, “gods… you gotta let me put my cock in here one day…” he tried to press a third finger inside, though didn’t succeed, “please…”

Even though you wished for nothing but to answer him, to affirm just how much you dreamed of that as well, your stomach started to twist and knot once more as another orgasm rolled over you and rocked your body like nothing ever had before. It was almost too much to take as your pussy gushed fiercely around his cock. 

However, when Bucky no longer could hold back and began to pump you full of his cum, the result it had on you shocked you to your very core. It was as if the whole world finally snapped back into focus and the sweetest relief washed over you as the worst of the ache faded away.  

Melting down atop of you, his cock still throbbed in your sensitive cunt as he caught his breath. 

“Are you okay?” he asked, peeling his cheek off of the swell of your tit to catch sight of your exhausted expression, eyes still shut tightly. 

“Mhm…” you hummed and a faint smile twitched at your lip as you noted how you felt. Though still woozy, you felt a lot better as you attempted your range of motion and finally managed to curl an arm up around his broad shoulder. 

“Do you feel a bit better? 

“Yeah, I do,” you blinked your eyes back open and gazed up at the wispy branches of the willow tree and the stars twinkling in the night sky above, “fuck… that was insane…” you breathed before you glanced down to meet his stare and a thought fluttered in your mind as the fog began to clear, “hey, Buck?”

“Yeah?” his thumbs slowly swept across your ribs as he held you. 

“What would have happened if you’d gotten bit?”

“Well,” he let out a low exhale, “it’d probably be pretty similar to what you just went through,” his head briefly dipped as he pressed a peck between your boobs, “except, I’m pretty sure my cock would also swell up a lot,” you half hoped he didn’t notice how your pussy squeezed his dick as he continued to talk, “I met a guy once who got bit and he said that it was like there formed this knot at the base, and all he could think about was slamming it inside someone and emptying himself till it went away…”   

Though terror nearly froze you again right before you entered the great Farrowghol lair, a tender kiss from Bucky helped thaw it enough for your feet to begin to shift as he tugged your hand, safe in his, and took you with him inside. 

The dragon somehow already recognised the scent of its kin long before the warden by your side had set down the chest and cracked it open. 

With the eggs now safely returned, the winged behemoth vowed to seize any further attack, and to never strike again on Eflorrian soil unless provoked.

And as the pair of you rode away, your adventure finally changing its course back towards the familiar eastern coastline, a vengeful shadow soared over your heads and disappeared down south, past all of the mountain peaks. 

© 2024 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[naofairy]

Haikyuu!! January fic recs

I’m back to reading fanfiction and thought this could be a nice way to organise them while making some recommendations so here are the best fics I read this month (in no particular order):

Iwaoi

the man who moved oceans to find home and the one who swallowed his raw heart whole by eurydicees

this one was one of the best fics I’ve EVER read, it tickled my brain in the best way, if you like post timeskip and character study fics, give it a read

Sakuatsu

the path to gold is paved with the bones of the monsters that came before us by eurydicees

another fic by eurydicees that made me gasp

Spring Awaits Us by Meiko Atsushi

this fic made me go to a local Japanese bookstore and ask for recommendations for books about Edo era

Bound by internetpistol

enemies to lovers actors AU that I actually enjoyed

Tsukkiyama

miserability by copyrightings

I love me some angsty tsukkiyama

the world will follow after by TheFledgingDM

this one made me fall in love with Yamaguchi, also I love the fake date to a wedding trope

Daisuga

Hard Times by Mooifyourecows

this was honestly so wholesome and funny, I love anticapitalist Suga

Asanoya

The Sound of Your Voice by athena_crikey

My second favourite fic of this month, the story was wholesome and the writing was beautiful, honestly my top asanoya fic ever

The Tanaka & Noya Show by AVernedi

Another wholesome fic with beautiful friendship between Tanaka & Noya

fic rec masterlist

[drac-kool-aid]

I like how in these past two entries Dracula is just There In the Background.

He's a flying bat, maybe a bird, he's that figure on the seat over there in the distance with the glowing red eyes. This is so different from how he menaced Jonathan (where he was the creepy old man that is Actively Keeping Me Prisoner yet still wants to have nightly chats) or the Demeter crew (where he understand the Nothing is Scarier trope and generally keeps out of sight till the end).

This time, he's just chillaxing in the background because we've had those two instances of different flavors of horror, and now we are thoroughly terrified of him, so just seeing him in the background is enough.

And this kind of tickles me in a weird way because I do so love when you can see the danger. It may not be actively menacing you. In fact, it may be moving away from you. Honestly, you don't even know if it has noticed you, and it's still TERRIFYING.

Like, sure, the idea that the monster is watching you and you not realizing it is scary, but sometimes you watching the monster is worse.

[lucyswinter]

request!!! the nightmare trope with cilly. reader wakes up scared in the middle of the night and he comforts her 💖

pairing: cillian murphy x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none! <3

(a/n): thank you so much for the request ml!!!! alsooo new divider!! creds to @/saradika-graphics 💗💗 this was not proofread, but ava got a sneak peak and liked it so lmk if there’s any grammatical errors lol

You let out a sharp breath as you jolt up into a sitting position, dry sobs echoing the walls of your bedroom as you cross your arms and grip the opposite forearm for support. You don’t even notice that you’ve woken Cillian until he made himself known.

“Lovey? What is it?” he asked you worriedly, eyes wide, slowly sitting up and leaning on his arm so that he could see you properly.

“I-I…” you manage to pant out, eyes watering.

“Love, you need to use your words. What’s wrong?” He puts a hand to your cheek and softly strokes your face with his thumb in a comforting rhythm. He always knew exactly what to do to calm you down, even when you didn’t.

“I had um.” You pause to take a nervous gulp, eyes now overflowing enough for a few tears to race down your cheeks, some pooling up around Cillian’s thumb. “I had a nightmare…” a sob punctuates your sentence, prompting Cillian to furrow his brow with worry.

“Ohhh my poor sweet girl” he laughs, his hand moving down to rub your shoulder and pull your head against his chest. “I’m so sorry”

You try to lift your head from his chest. “Cill i’m going to get your shirt all wet with tears” you sniffle, another sob of guilt coming on.

“Shh it’s alright love. I can change later. This is about you right now. I’ll be fine.” He pulls you back on his chest and continues rubbing your shoulders. “Now, would you like to talk about what happened, or no? I won’t pressure you, but I’m here if you need me baby.”

You let out a few more soft sobs before wiping your cheeks and lifting your head to look at him. A sense of relief washes over you as soon as you meet his bright blue gaze.

“I just…I was being chased by this monster and he chased me into this house, and when I got into one of the rooms I-“ you’re cut off by a slightly more violent sob, the tears returning your cheeks, your eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to make them stop.

“Shhh take your time, sweet girl. Poor baby.” His lips connect with yours, and linger for a few seconds before he pulls back to give you his attention.

You take a deep breath out and continue to explain to him what happened. “And when I got into this room you were there but…but you were dead” you wail, the tears streaming down your cheeks like a waterfall.

“Oh my sweet caring girl. I’m so sorry you had to think about that. Ohhh poor girl.” He wiped tears from your now puffy eyes to reveal red cheeks. “But I’m here. And I’m not dead, lovey. You don’t need to worry about that.” He places a kiss on your cheek, and begins to rub your shoulders again. “I must say, angel, that sounds an awful lot like the movie we watched tonight…I don’t mean to jump to conclusions, but is there a possibility you got a bit frightened by the movie and that’s why you had this nightmare?”

You nod, ashamed to admit that a silly movie scared you.

He let out a soft chuckle, more pitiful than condescending. “Well why don’t we go back to sleep, baby.”

You lie down on your side and snuggle up closer to him so that his chin is above your head. He puts his arms around you and gentle rubs his thumb against your back, causing a tingly sensation to spread through your body in waves, lulling you closer to sleep. Your eyes flutter, and eventually close. You let out a soft sigh, and he leans his lips close to your ear, tickling the sensetive skin with his warm breath.

“No more scary movies for you, sweet angel. I hate seein’ you all scared.” He whispered. “Sleep now, love. Dream sweet things”. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead as you slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber.

(a/n): ty for reading!! next up is a neil lewis oneshot and a hotch oneshot!! <33

[bicheetopuff]

What are your fav personal headcanons about Midoriya and Bakugou? Also, do you have any fav ships (from any fandom) that the dynamics remind you of BakuDeku? Thanks if you want to answer....

I honestly don’t have that many so I’ll just explain the ones I can think of off the top of my head.

I have one that I use in fics a lot actually, and it’s that they kiss each others wounds to make them feel better. It’s a habit they picked up as kids that they learned from their parents doing it to them on any cut and bruise that they would get while at the park or something. Even though it’s something they did as kids, it’s something they picked up again post Katsuki’s character development and they just do it without thinking and it shocks their class every time. They don’t see anything wrong with it, they genuinely just still believe the superstition and think it’s actually helping the other with their pain… cuz they’re just kinda dumb like that.

Another one I have, I think Izuku has a weird thing with Katsuki’s hair touching him. It looks like it’d be really soft and wispy, so any time it grazes him, he freaks out internally because 1) it tickles, and 2) it means Katsuki’s face is too close to him. It’s so specific but I love it and it’s something I’ve been using in more recent fics.

This is a common one, but I think Katsuki would like to count Izuku’s freckles to fall asleep, and any time Izuku gets a new scar, he re counts to see what the new number is. It’s something that started with just his face, but as they grew older and got closer, he counts all the ones he’s allowed to see and Izuku just lets him.

Oh and to add on to the previous one, I think Izuku has a lot of freckles, not just 8. They’re plastered all over his face, shoulders, hands, legs, anywhere the sun has touched his skin.

This one’s more for adult bkdk, but I’d like to think that Katsuki probably meal preps for Izuku, because he knows that Izuku would probably be living off cup ramen and monster energy drinks otherwise. He’ll cook big meals and then packs and freeze half of each for Izuku and just breaks into his apartment during school hours to put them in his freezer with labels on each one and just repeats the cycle every week. At first Izuku thought he had a stalker for the first few weeks (he still ate them though because he can’t cook) until Katsuki asks him if he’s allergic to peanuts or something because they’re in something he’s cooking for him.

Another adult bkdk one, I think Izuku probably uses Katsuki as an example in his classroom a lot, to the point that his students just assume he’s either a freak super fan or he’s just in love with the guy. He’ll be mentioned in their written tests, be used for diagrams, actually be present some days to demonstrate something that anyone with a quirk could’ve demonstrated.

This is the last one I can think of, but I feel like Katsuki would put in a bunch of safety features into Izuku’s suit. If he’s too injured, it’ll take Izuku to the nearest Urgent Care against his will. If there’s a fire, fire hydrant just spews out of every nook and cranny to ensure that the fire at least stays away from Izuku. There’s probably a Jarvis like voice activated system in it too, but it’s just Hatsume rambling about the features and Katsuki yelling at him when the suits too damaged or when it detects too many injuries. Literally any danger you can think of, Katsuki thought of it and put something in the suit that would prevent that danger.

And as far as ships that remind me of them, honestly every ship reminds me of them in some way because they follow so many tropes. But the ones that remind me the most of them, would probably be SpideyPool and AppleDash. Something something, clashing personalities and mutual competitiveness causing a homoerotic rivalry… or something…

If we’re talking about bnha ships though, KiriMina, TogaChako, and MiriTama are all just bkdk in different fonts in my eyes, and I adore all of them.

I’m gonna cut off this post here thought because I need to get up. If anyone wants me to go into more detail about anything, just ask and I’ll respond later today!!

[kaneandfeels]

SO A LOT OF YOU ASKED A LOT OF QUESTIONS So we answered every one we were asked

1. What is an element of your story that surprised you?

How quickly the Holmes and Watson dynamic we used as a writing crutch entirely flipped through our characters growing and developing. Feels became the star rather than the sounding board in a way that is really organic and good - Jack

Its scope. I had dabbled with absurdism before Kane and Feels, but never gone full existential horror. I’m more of a like quiet melodrama type so i love that jack was able to get me writing more esoteric bullshit- Oli

I don’t know if it's surprising, but there’s a tenderness to a lot of the series that I wasn't expecting when we started. It sets its tropes out strongly, and then the characters interact in that space and take it in wildly different directions, while remaining true to the genre. - Jude

2. Is audio drama the only medium you've worked in? How does it compare to other mediums?

Audio dramas are the only form I've ever received feedback for really, I have a literature degree and I am constantly making stories but I don't really have any other published works like this. - jack

I’ve studied in other mediums, but not worked in them. I’ve done bits of filming at school but found quickly my talents laid in sound. - Jude

I’m an audio nerd, through and through. Started as a musician, became a DJ, wrote a sitcom, did a degree, made some docs and factual programmes and then it's been audio dramas since then. It's a difficult medium to master but a rewarding one when its’ done right. - Oli

3. What are some audio dramas that inspire you? Both in general and for your podcast.

Welcome to nightvale was a big early touchstone, the work of Dirk Maggs like batman knightfall meant a lot to me as a child, I had it on cassette tapes

HItchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (the radio series) is a big one. I listened to it religiously when growing up. Neverwhere was another one that inspired me from a sound perspective. The shifting brickwork always tickles my brain. - Jude

I listened to a lot of HP as a kid, while going tobed. I graduated onto the BBC7 ‘Comedy Club’ which played a mix of half hour sitcoms and stand up comedy vehicles between 10 and midnight when I was going to sleep… occasionally I would drift into the ‘seventh dimension’ where I’d hear the man in black, Blake 7 and all other sci-fi horrory affairs.  When Nightvale turned up, that was a game changer, cause it opened the field to people like me to go make audio dramas without the clout of the BBC behind us. Same with Wooden overcoats. 

More specifically though, there is a direct line between Aker and Blacker’s “beyond Belief’ on the Thrilling adventure hour’ and the early drafts of Kane and Feels

4. Who is a character that took you by surprise?

Councilman Geoff Grace. Go listen for why - Jack

Jeanine (the housewife) wasn’t surprising, but she was shocking. I just loved her framing and existence in the story. It's one of those ones where you can feel the screen on the scene. you ‘re looking in at this strange commercial of a woman as she lives this warped 50’s vibe. - Jude

For me, its the monster from wonderland. I had this idea for something grotesque, that pulled apart the idea that words don’t hurt. Of course words hurt. That’s why they can lead us to violence or action or whatever. So I had this idea of a monster who said words ‘scar from the inside’. Jack said ‘this is great, what is this monster?”…. And i hadn’t thought that far ahead. I said ‘I dunno, that’s your job, spookyman’ - so suddenly its the voice of the goddess of spite, we get Vivi P, the most terrifying italian woman ever to grace our studios to do her voice, and then pepper her in through out the series making her a serious big bad. Didn’t know she’d have that milage considering it was essentially a joke about sticks and stones breaking bones. - Oli

5. If you're the writer, how did casting/producing change how you thought about the podcast?

No one gave a fuck about our opinions on this particualr subject. - Oli

6. If you are a voice actor or audio editor, what is your favorite blooper moment?

There's a line with constituents in season one episode 4 that I just couldn't say - Jack

I think a lot of our weird bloopers end up in the show, either as the take or buried beneath some stuff. Season 2 is lousy with them, from Chippie’s final monologue to the sound of me and Oli in Thornbush’s charity shop. To even the joke about Paul Bearer in the final episode. - Jude

There’s one take we never used, where Ali Cambell, Jeanines’ actor, improvised a story about their first hamster. In the story, she crushes it to death. We loved it at the time, but it was arguably better than anything any of us had written so I personally coward’d out and didn’t put it in. - Oli (Id’ forgotten about that - Jude)

7. If you could make a crossover (canon or non canon) with any other audio drama, what would it be?

Am I allowed to say ‘Camlann’? Even though its very recent we’d slot in very well.or Victoriocity - Jude

I mean, I want to be on hello from the magic tavern, but not as kane - Jack

Sandman. Wanna work with Dirk. or What’s the Frequency or if Rose Drive ever resurrects.  - Oli

8. What is an inside joke or reference that is hidden in your podcast?

So many wrestling kayfabe references -  Jack

I always think of ‘GET BACK VILE BEAST’ *dunstan throws a spanner at a bird* - The real joke is that a lot of the rocks from St Dunstan made it into Camlann episode seven when the hill opens up into the underground.

The inside joke for me is the loops. “Jude’s discount Loops” - hacking these beautiful pieces of music that Oli has made and getting them to work. They’re all like 14 minutes long and there’s chopping that needs to be done. 

9. What are some of your favorite podcasts to listen to?

World Beyond Number. Westminster Insider, Too many Tabs, Chapo Trap House. I’m a trash person who listens to trash. (other than WBN, most exciting actual play on the scene RN) = Oli

Is it terrible I’m more of a music person? I’m currently spiraling back into Nonagon Infinity by King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard. I listen to old audiobooks to sleep. At the moment it's the good omens radio series with Mark Heap and Peter Serafinowitz. - Jude

I have an elaborate weekly schedule of podcasts I listen to, my current favorite is 'mom can't cook'

10. Are the podcasts you make / enjoy making the same kind you enjoy listening to (genre, formatting, etc)?

I mostly listen to character improv comedy and comedy reviews of film and wrestling. A little bit of D&D actual play too. so I guess... no? - J

I can’t just say ‘I don’t listen to podcasts’... I mean I can and I don’t. - Jude

No. - Oli

11. Free space! Tell me something cool about your podcast!

The music is crazy good - Jack

The Sound Design is once in a generation. - OliThe writing is ambitious and exciting - Jude

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rottmnt tickle head cannons? What is your favorite tickle trope for Rise? (As in who is your favorite Lee/ler scenario)

🐢Rottmnt Tkl Headcanons♡

~Oooooh my Rise hcs! Sorry I've been so dead recently, school is kicking my ass this semester (⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙). I'll do character hcs first, and the trope thing at the end. Much longer than my others for sure. I need to do more for these skrunkles tbh. Slight Rise spoilers if you squint. Sorry this took 8,000 years, and thank you for requesting!~

(Casey Jr Hcs)

💥Raph🧸

General:

We can all agree that this big ol’ teddy bear loves tickles, right?

Be it a fluffy comfort or destroying a bratty brother, Big Raphie is up for it.

Taking this into account, he feels like a switch.

Might admit he likes it around the right person, though his brothers have known for years.

He has to really trust someone to tell them.

Doesn't wanna seem like he's unfit to protect his brothers. As you can probably guess, he gets lovingly ejected from that mindset when people find out.

Lee:

If he gets a lee mood, he tries to hide it and fails miserably.

Big boy will have the dopiest grin around his playful brothers, which he does a horrible job at hiding.

Can't seem to focus on his advice-giving or training. It doesn't take long for his brothers to notice.

Worst spot is his underarms. You get him there and he'll give every dog near a NYC sewer grate a headache.

Melt spots are his palms and beneath his chin. Gentle scratches on either surface melt him into a happy, giggly puddle.

Likes being tickled by anyone really close to him. He's just gotta be in the right mood for it. April kills him most often.

Amazing thing to do to him is gentle melt-spot attention to help him relax. Toss in some reassurances and praise while you're at it. He'll be in a blissful daze for hours.

Ler:

Mostly a revenge-ler, but he can also randomly get ler moods.

He loves the Tickle Monster persona, always uses it on his brothers when they're being shitheads.

A softer ler, though he isn't afraid to wreck someone if they refuse to quit (or ask).

When he's being nice, soft scribbles, flurries of pokes, and side squeezes.

“Cootchie-coo, ya cutie!”

When he's not-so-nice, you get one or two giant, inescapable tickle-claws attacking you, big squeezes and occasionally neck nibbles if he's feeling evil.

Mikey, Leo and April get it most often, though each for different reasons.

Mikey straight up asks, and big bro is more than happy to provide. Boy loves a willing lee.

Leo’s always a shit, and some Raphie tickles work wonders on taking him down a peg.

April either offers to let him tickle her as a stress/mood reliever or engages a tickle fight.

He gives the best aftercare ever (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠｡⁠♡. Cuddles, back rubs, maybe a nap in his cozy lap if you're comfortable with it. Potential hot chocolate if you're patient.

🗡️Leo✨

General:

Sassy man gives off ler-leaning switch.

Always in the mood to lovingly murder his brothers’ lungs, but occasionally likes to forget his name.

This playful goof definitely likes tickling, though he refuses to admit it. He needs to protect his coolness, afterall.

Lee:

When the lee mood hits, everyone in the house is immediately notified. Not directly, of course, but it's pretty obvious that something's up.

WAY more one-liners and flippy jokes than normal. Awkward finger guns at the end of jokes, little prods and pokes for no reason, just general annoyance.

In his mind, he'll either annoy them into wrecking him, or they'll pick up on it and help. Either way, he gets tickled.

If anyone tickles him, it's usually either Raph or Mikey. Raph gets tired of his shit the quickest, and Mikey is good at reading people.

Worst spots are his thighs and feet. Get him there, and there's no way he'll be able to even think about sassing anyone through his laughter.

Melt spots are his forearms. After a long day of patrolling the city and being awesome, some light traces there will make him a very happy turtle.

Ler:

Okay but the SASS

He's such a teasy bastard of a ler. Will tease and coo at his lee until they're a flustered, blushy mess. Then he'll call ‘em cute one more time, just because he can.

He frequently gets ler moods, but those are way easier to take care of than their opposite.

Most of the time, his lee will be Mikey or Donnie. His bubbly brother is almost always in the mood for a good tickle “fight,” and Donnie needs to relax sometimes.

Has a bit of a rough style, but does get softer moods sometimes.

During regular moods, he loves to dig into sides and bellies, attack death spots and blow raspberries to hear a lee squeal.

On softer occasions, he'll gently skitter his fingers along death spots, switching places whenever the giggling gets too loud. Maybe some tickly kisses if you're lucky

His aftercare typically consists of cuddling during a Jupiter Jim movie, snacks, and gentle praises. Makes sure his victims are smiling, even when his fingers aren't wiggling.

🎨Mikey☀️

General:

Sunshine boy loves tickling, both as a bonding activity and a coping method.

He's a lee-leaning switch for sure. Ready to get his ass handed to him, but open to helping out his brothers’ lee moods or cheering someone up.

Has magical “can say the t-word at any time” powers. You know he abuses the absolute heck out of said powers, too.

Lee:

Lee moods are no rare thing for this boyo.

Gets them very frequently, though he's actually able to ask for help when he needs it.

Either accidentally or on purpose, he's able to fluster his ler. He'll ask for more, one specific spot, tell them that they're doing an awesome job, ect.

When he gets super stressed, some cheer-up/calm-down tickles are much appreciated (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

A massive squirmer, he can't help it. Make sure to pin or hold him, or you might get an elbow to the nose (accidentally, of course; he'd never stop apologizing).

Worst spots are his knees and neck. Either spot gets him screeching, though he isn't likely to try and stop you.

Melt spot is his palms. With his mildly-terrifying mystic magic, some feather-light touches can be reassuring. Just make sure to ask first.

Everyone kinda rotates through wrecking him, though Raph and Donnie kinda dominate the field.

Either because they catch on/get annoyed the quickest or something else, he's usually found with them.

Ler:

Surprisingly formidable ler

Don't let his cinnamon-roll vibe fool you: this man can and will wreck your shit.

Tweaks his style a bit for each person. Super observant and tailors how and what he does to each lee.

Compliment-teases are his specialty. He'll have you blushing in 5 seconds flat.

“Aww, I love your blush! It's so bright and cute, just like you!”

“This squishy belly is just so ticklish, isn't it? Here I thought it was just adorable!”

“Was that a snort? No, don't hide it! Those are the best!”

His ler moods are a bit rarer, but they are absolutely something to fear (or enjoy while they last (⁠◡⁠ ⁠ω⁠ ⁠◡⁠)).

Super sweet aftercare. You can't escape cuddling (unless you can't handle the touch, he'll understand). Usually some hand-baked treats as well, depending on what he has hidden from his brothers.

General:

🛠️Donnie👾

He's a ler-leaning switch, but that's mainly because he's not always open for being touched.

He gets lee moods, but they're rarer. People have to ask before they try anything.

Even with ler moods, not always open to get somebody.

Communication with this boy is key.

Lee:

It takes a good combination of good day + not overstimulated + in a touchy mood, but he does get lee moods.

Tries to hide and ignore them, but it never works out. Either Shelldon finds him and helps, or one of his brothers stumbles across the mood.

If he’s super overwhelmed with a project and okay with touch, some light tickles are perfect for bringing him back to Earth.

Little hand flaps and kicks when you get him. Happy stims galore! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

Worst spot is his soft shell, though armpits are a close second. Loud, bright and occasionally hysterical reactions.

Melt spots are his belly plastron and tops of his thighs. Gentle traces and scratches on either spot leave him a stimmy, giggly puddle.

Most of the time, it’ll be Leo who tickles him. It’s usually for help calming down, though April isn’t far behind.

Will never admit it, but he does enjoy both sides of tickling.

Ler:

You know this mans uses his shell attachments to wreck people.

Those metal claws? Yeah, good luck- =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)

Very dramatic commentary on his lee’s reactions. His inner theater kid loves to shine. Either that, or complete monotone. There’s no in-between, and he’s never offered an explanation.

“Oh my, you’re laughing rather hard, my dear gigglebug!”

“Judging by this raucous laughter, I’d say this is your worst spot.”

“Oh, it tickles? Really badly? How unfortunate for you…”

Has absolutely made tickle-specific gadgets and I will die on this hill.

Remember the feather staff feature from the Shredder episode? He didn’t just have that for no reason.

Usually wrecks Mikey and/or Leo. They’re both very talented at provoking him, either on purpose or by accident.

His aftercare depends on his mood. If he’s cool with touch, he’ll cuddle and watch a movie with you. If not, you’ll usually get some pats from his claw and snuggles from Shelldon (yes lil’ dude is fine gimme a break)

📹April⚾

General:

Hmmmm toughie, but I’d say ler-leaning switch. Not all that ticklish, but willing to help if one of her brothers is in a bad ler mood.

She just kinda prefers to do the tickling most of the time, unless it’s for her bros.

Extremely confident, bears the magic power of saying the t-word whenever she pleases. You know she puts it to good use, too.

Being the sister of the family, she’s gotta put her bros in their places. Why not use tickling?

Lee:

While it’s not often, she’ll let Big Raphie tickle her if he needs to.

Sometimes that boy just needs someone to reassure him that he’s not hurting them while giggling their brains out.

She’s pretty good at sitting still, amazing poker face. Could easily dominate in the Arms Up game.

As I said before, not super ticklish. Serves her well in tickle fights (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Only her ribs really get her laughing, but other than that it’s bubbly, pitchy giggles.

Doesn’t really have a melt spot, though if she had to choose a favorite, it’d be her belly.

Ler:

VERY very teasy. Easily-flustered lees be warned (˘ ˘ ˘)

Loves seeing her lee blush and sputter, finds it endlessly adorable.

“What? Oh, it tickles? Good, thought I might��ve been going too easy on ya!”

“Oooo, someone’s blushin’! How cute~”

“Wonder what would happen if I went for your worst spot… Only one way to find out!”

Giggles along with her lee. They’re adorable—how could she not?

As big sis, it’s her job to keep her brothers in line. Why not use tickling?

Frequently gives Raph calm-down/confidence-boosting tickles. Boy’s too stressed, in her opinion.

After him, it’s helping Donnie relax or pry him away from a project. Leo also needs to be taken down a peg every once in a while.

Super snuggly aftercare. Back rubs, praises and even some teases for the road, if ya catch my drift~

🔥Cassandra🏒

General:

I’m feeling ler on this one. She doesn’t seem like she’d enjoy being tickled too much, though she definitely doesn’t mind wrecking others.

Before the Hamato fam stepped in, she didn’t really have much experience in the tickly field.

Maybe one of her foot-face mentors, but other than that, nada.

That absolutely changes when she joins the bros.

Ler:

Ready to vanquish any “enemy” lee mood to help her friends out.

Rougher style normally, though she can be convinced to dial it back. You wanna forget your name? She’s your gal.

Takes her role sorta seriously, though she can be playful. Just depends on her mood.

If she does tease, it’s more observational than anything.

She just kinda says flustering stuff without meaning to.

“Well, no duh it tickles. That’s the whole point!”

“Not there? You asked me to tickle you, but scold me the moment I get somewhere? I don’t think so!”

Attacks everyone pretty evenly, but she does have a preference for April and Raph. They’re the most fun to take down, in her opinion.

Cass respects boundaries, of course. You genuinely want her to stop and she’ll be off you in seconds.

Doesn’t grasp the concept of aftercare quite yet. Once you can breathe, she’ll start asking for feedback.

“How was that? Did it really tickle? Details, giggler, details!”

If specifically requested, though, she does give a mean back-rub and/or massage. If your back or neck is ticklish, though, you’re gonna have a whole new problem~ ( ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )

💮Splinter🐀

General:

Splints has ler energy, ya know?

Like April, not super ticklish. He isn’t the biggest fan of being tickled, but if it’s with very specific people, he’ll tolerate it.

Doesn’t interact tickle-wise very often, but he does have his moments.

Is very aware that his children love it and tries to connect with them in that way sometimes.

Ler:

With his ninja skills and small size, he can take down even the brattiest of lees in seconds.

You see his tail? Yeah, absolutely uses it to help wreck his victims.

Very playful, goofy ler. Laughs along with his lee, makes little comments on their reactions.

“Oh my, little one. I never would have thought you’d be so sensitive!”

“Heheh, what a cute laugh! You really should let me hear it more often!”

When he notices any of his kids are down in the dumps, he sneaks in a few pokes and scritches with his tail.

If that doesn’t work, they get the full-Splints treatment. Reassuring teases, rougher tickles and his undivided attention.

He’ll bug Draxum when he feels like it, which is more funny than anything.

Reducing the broody goat-man to a giggling, cursing mess is therapeutic for him ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º)

His aftercare is light and sweet. Head pats, reassurances, and a small cookie break for a nice close.

🌱Baron Draxum🐐

General:

Before the turtles, had little to no idea what tickling was about.

Sure, he knew that people laughed when it happened, but he couldn’t tell what was so great about it. It was just touch and laughter - no big deal.

Once the teetles got ahold of him, though? Yeah, that view changed pretty quick.

Turns out he’s a switch. Likes “destroying his nuisances” with the harmless technique, but doesn’t mind it being used on him.

Will never admit the latter, though.

Lee:

A LOT more ticklish than one would imagine. Like a few squeezes will leave him giggling and blushing like there’s no tomorrow.

He’s pretty good at hiding his lee moods, though they definitely aren’t repressible. Draxy feels them, but can keep others in the dark.

If anyone’s gonna notice, it’ll be Lou (Splinter). He knows the man the best, thanks to Mikey’s whole “fatherly-bonding” push.

Splints will help, though he’ll tease the shit out of the Baron the entire time.

While he’ll never tell the rat man, he enjoys the silly exchanges.

Worst spots are his hips and shoulder blades. Either place will have him stuck in a snorty, rumbling bout of hysterics.

Melt spots are his palms. He adores gentle traces there, lets him know somebody cares.

Ler:

Absolutely uses his mystic powers to help him.

Those vines? Yeah, restraints and tickle tools for days

Very smug ler, likes to tease his lees until they’re flustered messes. It’s done out of love, though, so can you blame him?

“This must be torturous, huh? The vines holding you still, my fingers on your worst spots… However, I don’t think I’ve heard you say stop…”

Usually tickles the teens if they’re annoying him, but also goes after Lou every so often.

He knows there’ll be repercussions, but life’s no fun without a little risk.

Huginn and Muninn are next in line. Surprising no one, they’re and attention whores. Draxy makes sure they get their fills.

Not the best with aftercare, but he tries. Back rubs and light praises while you catch your breath. Maybe some of his “confectionary wonders” if you’re brave enough.

*✧⁠◍Favorite Trope & Lee/Ler Pairing◍✧⁠*

Okay, so there’s no way I can pick a single favorite pairing. I love them all too much! I can, however, name my top 3.

lee!Raph, ler!April is definitely up there. I adore the big-siblings energy in their fics, and they just bond so well!

Pretty much anything with lee!Donnie in it. I love seeing the smarty-pants get got ( •̀ ᵕ •́ )

lee!Draxum and ler!Splinter. Okay, hear me out, but I love redemption arcs and enemies to friends/lovers/co-parents or whatever you wanna call what they have going on. They’re fun and I like fun.

For my favorite trope, I’m gonna have to go with cheer-up tickles, or more specifically, some stop-stressing-tf-out tickles. It’s always so fun to read how people would cheer up the boys, as well as write some super duper, totally not self-indulgent fics like that for myself. Maybe one day they’ll see the light, but don't count on it lol (¬////¬)

[anzynai]

jai i'm so starved for twst content (except it's not even that hard to find. i'm just very hungry) can i ask for some headcanons. whoever u'd like. go wild i will happily take it

TWST Hcs

HELLO KAZ!!! im so glad it seems like ur slowly but surely getting into twst 👀👀 ANYWAYYY, pwease enjoy lovely <33

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honestly, it would just be weird to be like they all tickle each other bc they definitely dont so im not gonna do that.. BUT thats not to say erm. um tickling… DOESNT go around nrc teehee

our resident tickle monsters: floyd, lilia, and MAYBE cater. and also maybe rook but it kinda depends.

rook isnt going to go up a just tickle someone (without a motive) basically, he might tickle someone to find a weakness (*cough* ruggie *cough* leona) and im sure ruggie wasnt the only one. cheers ppl up when sad blah blah blah stuff like that but hes more subtle abt it? im not sure how to describe it but its in a way that is different from the other three

floyd does it for shits and giggles. lilia also does it for shits and giggles. cater does it to bring a smile to his classmates face

vil using tickling to help train his freshman on posture (epel lol) so like if theyre slouching, pokes them in the side or back to get them to straighten up

also silly makeup brushes being ticklish. plot twist, the heartslabyul students make sure they don’t let anyone paint on their…. signature markings (???????? what are they called) bc its ticklish

same with epel, it was a bit of a struggle at first with vil teaxhing him how but he’s got the hang of it enough where he can manage his makeup on his own

anyway floyd tbe tickle monster, jade encourages it and helps floyd (mych to azul’s disdain) azul = their number one victim

like the found family trope with diasomnia, its super cute and honestly i see them all as ticklish, and especially sebek. silver too tbh

when they were younger they prob had a lot of tickle fights meow like not that they would use underhanded tactics but okay maybe they were using SOME and that just happened to involve pinching the other in the side to catch them off guard

kalim likes tickling people too but not to the extent of the four i mentioned at tbe beginning, but he’s that guy who could definitely mention that he likes being tickled or tickling people without any embarrassment. he tickles jamil sometimes ofc did u expect anything else theyre best friends!!!!

adn erm idia is also very ticklish no one besides ortho tickles him like ever bc hes a loser (me2)

also azujami sorry MY HEADCANON i. like to think jamil would accidentally find out azul was ticklish and never let him live it down. like he would find it SO funny (and so cute) that azul has a weakness as silly as tickling. azul wants to die until he realizes that jamil is ticklish too. then he doesnt mind so much

appletart now (riddle x epel) tickling probably wasnt ever a big thing in their relationship UNTIL they were kissing and maybe making out just a tiny bit (very professional, i know), but epel (well neither of them are very experienced) was kinda just.. moving his hands bc riddle was a but stiff and not doing anything 😭😭 so he wanted to help take the lead but then his finger grazed riddle’s side and riddle yelped and well, we all know how that went. now, epel loves to tickle riddle!! and well, sometimes riddle does too

[squirmywuirmy]

⭐️My Favorite Things about Tickling⭐️

Heey so I’ve been wanting to make one of these posts for a WHILE now, so here it is! I might refine this list later on as I make more posts, but we’ll see🧎‍♂️✨OH! This list is all SFW by the way!!!

•That little ⚡️jolt⚡️of anticipation , giddiness, and fear that you get when you realize there is no escape riiiight before someone tickles you

•How friend groups band together in little teams to subject each other to playful attacks and how no one ever stays on the same team or plays fair

•people’s fascination with watching another person cruuumble, even if they’re not directly involved in the tickling. Just from observation, even if someone has no involvement or particular inclination for tickling,

•the LAUGHTER. Oh my GOD, TRULY sounds like the sun-shiniest parts of someone’s soul spilling out of them. I love the titters, the little yells, the squeaks, the hysterical witch cackling, the belly laughs, the audible gasps or swallowed giggles, I could go ON.

•I love when people are more ticklish than they think they are, and they seem genuinely taken aback by their own reactions. Like you thought you outgrew this?!? Bb c’mere and 👹laugh👹

•How people get themselves so damn worked up with sheer anticipation that it works against them

~and any (playful!!) movement in their direction results in a giggle and an automatic covering of their torso/other ticklish spot, even if they aren’t touched

•Speaking of which, when someone GIVES AWAY their own worst spots by instinctively covering them

•The words/sentences that turn into giggles. A classic but an absolute essential. Bonus points if said words/sentences is the person in the middle of saying some variation of “I’m not ticklish”

•Someone that was just a tickle victim letting out the most ruthless, smug tickle monster

•T E A S I N G

• Being ganged up on by multiple people bc you were a little shit one too many times

•Poking people before they have the chance to get you back or vice versa, thus creating a ✨war✨

•When the laughter pitches up or otherwise gets noticeably more frantic and hysterical as their more ticklish spots are discovered

•Just the trope of someone crumbling the longer they’re ticked/teased

•Someone’s resolve gradually fraying the longer they’re tickled, and the goofier and more unabashedly giggly they become

•Someone getting a shoulder rub or a back massage and being too twitchy to handle it, and the person giving the massage cATCHING ONTO THIS AND NOT STOPPING

•Resting your hand on someone’s side or pulling their foot towards you and they start to giggle maniacally before you’ve even done anything (ADORABLE)

•General squirminess! :)

•The fun and silliness of it all!!! People laughing and letting their composure go is so, so endearing.

[all-about-kyu]

Summary: After a long day at the hospital, all Jaemin needs is cuddles from his babies. Pairing: cashmere lop!Jaemin x fem human!reader Tropes: hybrid au Genre: fluff, slice of life Rating: PG Warnings: storms, pregnancy, mentions of hospitals/surgeries Word Count: 822

Neo Hybridverse Masterlist || Cashmere Lop!Jaemin Masterlist

It’s late. It’s really late at night. You’re doing your best to soothe all three of your children back to sleep. A typical summer storm is rolling through your part of the city, and none of them are quite keen on the idea of sleeping right now. You’re beyond exhausted, though. Being eight months pregnant while wrangling a seven-year-old and two five-year-olds is not how you wish to be spending your night.

“Momma, I don’t like the storm. It’s hurting my ears.” Miyoung comments, pressing her hands over her fluffy ears.

“I know, love.” you try to soothe, “Hopefully, Daddy’ll be home soon, and he can help scare the storm away.”

Seojun is the least bothered by the weather. If anything, he’s doing his best to help you. He brought Chaewon her favorite stuffed animal (which he had hidden from her) in hopes that it would help calm his twin down. He bounced around the bedroom, trying to distract his sisters from the storm. All of his attempts to help failed, of course, and he ended up getting spooked by the storm as well.

A loud clap of thunder sounded through the air, and all three of them clung to your sides in bed, trying to hide from the raging storm. Miyoung lets out a squeal and hides her face against your chest. Despite her fear, she giggles when the baby kicks in her direction. You don’t even realize your husband has returned home until the bedroom door pops open, and all three of your kids barrel toward him.

“Hello, my kits.” he giggles, “Why aren’t you sleeping?” he asks while squatting down to their level.

“I was sleeping, but Chae woke me up.” Seojun grunts.

“LIAR! HE WAS SCARED OF THE STORM FIR-” Chaewon starts her tangent but then jumps into her dad’s arms as thunder claps again.

Jaemin picks up all three of them. Miyoung on his back with one twin in each arm. He playfully tosses them on the bed, listening to the chorus of giggles that they let out. You smile at their playful nature despite how late at night it is. With a hand resting on your belly, you watch the interaction contently. Seojun’s grey ears flop back and forth each time Jaemin tickles him. Miyoung and Chaewon, with their soft brown ears try to escape the tickle monster that is their dad. Everything feels so warm and happy.

“I gotta go get changed real quick. These clothes smell like the yucky hospital.” Jaemin explains, “I’ll be right back to cuddle with you five.”

“Five?” you question with a giggle.

Jaemin leans over and kisses you softly, earning disgusted noises from your kids, “Five.” he confirms, placing a hand on your belly.

“Technically, she’s not here yet, so it’s more like a two-for-one situation.”

“Only a few more weeks.”

With that comment, Jaemin disappears into your closet to change into something much cleaner and more comfortable. After a twelve-hour shift as a pediatric surgeon, he absolutely needs to decompress. Cuddling with his babies and wife is exactly what he needs to do. When he comes back into the room, he sees Miyoung already curled up beside you, half asleep. The twins are still pretty hyper, but you’ll always blame that on how high-energy he is too. Before he can process what the two five-year-olds are planning, they’re each clung to one of his legs. Seojun is wrapped around his left leg while Chaewon is on his right. Jaemin drags his feet along the hardwood flooring trying to get to the bed. Both twins giggle excitedly as he does so. The moment he reaches the bed, they both detach and jump up onto the plush mattress. Jaemin climbs into the bed beside you. All three of the kids relax finally. Miyoung is already snoring lightly against your shoulder while the twins wind down finally.

“Pheromones?” you question. Jaemin nods, “How was work today?”

“Actually, not horrible. Two successful surgeries for those little ones I told you about the other day. Then a lot of planning for tomorrow and those surgeries. I’m actually really worried about-”

“Let’s talk about that when we don’t have three kids in our bed.” you interrupt. “Let’s just cuddle for now. We all need it.”

Your husband nods and starts gently stroking Chaewon and Seojun’s ears, lulling them to sleep. The storm starts to calm down outside, and you find yourself leaning your head onto your husband’s shoulder. Miyoung is fast asleep on your left, Chaewon on your right, between you and Jaemin. Seojun is contently curled up on Jaemin’s chest. Moments like these will always be treasured to you. No matter how long they are or how far in the past they may become.

“I love you.” Jaemin mumbles sleepily, “Thank you for giving me these four miracles.”

“I love you too, bunny. Get some rest. It’s been a long day for you.”

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[domesticandlovingmonsters]

Hezirus won the poll! Below is the explanation for all the choices here.

Link to the Dark Fae Introduction Story

So, here is the poll for what type of spice you guys want to see. These are some ideas for how I plan to have Hezirus and you share some lovely spice. By all means, if you have some ideas, put them in the notes cause I'm just tickling my own fantasies at this point.

FYI: These tropes will be consensual by the reader. I will never do non-con topics.

A Bath: Hezirus and you share a bath together and things get a little heated after some time alone naked together. Spice Warning: Oral, fingering, some heavy teasing throughout the story to lead up to the spice, very horny Fae-lord, penetration.

A Ball: Hezirus organizes a ball and gets a little jealous when your attention is taken away from him by a few of the attendees. He drags you away to make sure you know you belong to him and your attention is only on him. Unknowingly making enough noise that people passing the room can hear you screaming Hez's name. Spice Warning: Jealousy spice, some exhibitionism (public sex. Doing it where you could get caught), oral, penetration, story will have the two of you spending time together so the jealousy isn't randomly thrown in there.

The Sunset: After some time getting to know Hezirus, he takes you to a special spot that he goes to and watches the sunset. To get away from everyone and spend some time alone...but this time with you. At the top of the tallest tree, the two of you share a much needed release under the setting sun. Trusting Hezirus not to drop you from the dangerous height. However, much to your embarrassment and Hezirus' delight, all those working in the fields could hear Hezirus claiming you. Spice Warning: some exhibitionism (mostly noises being heard), penetration, a sweet moment before very horny Fae comes out, possibly more "Fae descriptions", more monster-y tropes. Let me know! I'll probably start early depending on poll results.

[sillyromance]

🩹,💗,❗️?

Good day, dear anonymous!

🩹 - healing vore:

I think it's very interesting concept which has a kinda joint base with comfort vore but still stands out of other vore scenarios as a unique thing. There is a mix of two directly opposite actions: sending someone inside your stomach and... healing their wounds with this! Using such unusual combination, artists get an endless amount of angsty and comforting scenarios - and also a great push of their imagination limits: their characters can possess anatomical features no one ever thought of before. As for the action itself, it's just very good for a pred to know that they won't ever feel lost or helpless in case their prey friend get into trouble which can lead to the latter being badly injured. The prey feels safer too when knowing their big pal is around... Sensations are pretty enjoyable as well: the feeling of your ache being instantly eased by the miraculous liquids, combined with a soothing vibe of the cozy stomach massaging you is unspeakably beautiful...

So, I definitely love such way of healing!

💗- the most favourite trope:

Well... I suppose: a gentle pred/ a kind and submissive prey. If there are these two, I will love any scenario from safe to fatal. Although, there is one I love the most:

Safe vore/reformation:

A prey comes home after a really rough day; the pred sees it, however, their little friend doesn't admit it. Instead, they just head to their room and start working again - or go to the kitchen, seeking for something to eat... Meanwhile, they big partner watches them silently for some time. The pred hasn't dined yet. But they know perfectly what they want for a snack right now - so, the big guy grabs the shorter one in a nice, tight embrace, saying the prey they were going to dive right in without any delay. The latter tries to protest at first, but quite soon they submit to the gentle cooing and warmth of the pred's hug: the little one sleepily thanks their partner and, finally, gets swallowed up; settling in the warm belly, they gladly sense their sore body relaxing and their mind clearing as tender walls move around them, the gurgling mixing with the pred's calm breath and heartbeat and creating a comforting symphony of natural peace which helps the prey to doze off. The pred feeling good for their friend and for themselves smiles and rubs their visibly rounded stomach which is lovingly churning over its favourite meal...

❗- discovering vore:

I'd say it has been a long way. I remember when I was four me and my father often played a game: he was a monster and I was its prey who had to avoid being eaten. Of course, everything was just for fun: we messed around a lot, giggling and encouraging each other; he often wrapped himself up in a large blanked to seem bigger and "scarier" and then "attacked" me in the darkness with a "monstrous roar". Usually, everything ended up with him "devouring" me which he always loudly announced while I was still laughing after a great session of tickles. I think, that's how the fun began...

The older I got, the more I felt that something strange was going on with me. I was fascinated with snakes who could swallow their victims whole. Sometimes my grandma asked me to read aloud some fairytales - but if it was Red Riding hood, I couldn't help but lowered my voice as it was coming to the "tense part" because I felt quite uncomfortable about it. Especially, because I saw that exact scene in a way I wasn't able to really understand.

But all I knew was that I liked it. It was just... special.

There were other things too; but it is too much to tell. If shortly, there were thoughts. They came to me periodically; and when they did, I sank in them for an hour or two. Then I was trying to imagine myself as both a pred and a prey - and what it should feel like to be one or another.

Once I decided to search in the Internet for something that could satisfy my needs... And there it was. Vore.

I won't lie if I say that I was scared at first due to my mind, basically, connected vore with cannibalism (the mistake many people make when they come across it for the first time)... I literally suffered after I figured out it was I seeked for. Consequently, I tried to block this part of my nature by completely denying it. But things were getting only worse: I couldn't concentrate on my usual businesses, I felt terrible, I was reading and watching EVERYTHING vore-related, even if I didn't like it at all - but I just had to ease the painful pangs attacking my brain. So, after some time, I gave up. I thought it was the best option because that way at least I wouldn't go crazy about the things and I would be able to go around my day without uncontrollable "hunger" I had for vore. That's what saved me.

Slowly, I understood that I wasn't bad or weird. I was simply built like that - like many other nice people, and there was nothing in vore that would really mean harm to anyone. My mom who was aware about my problems supported me as much as she could - and she accepted my interests without any negative words about it. After giving myself freedom, I could study and filter the information I was consuming and, finally, I discovered what I TRULY liked. I calmed down at last. That's when the blog was started which turned out to be the finishing dot in the book of my struggles.

Now, I'm into vore from the bottom of my heart - and I'm not ashamed of that! As many say, it's OK to be different since there is no threat to others. Our features are what make us - us. It's the truth we should never forget about.

[thebest-medicine]

4 15 and 21 😊

4. (Again!) What is your favorite tickle story trope?

Another of this one — But worry not! I have more answers! More tropes I enjoy are something starting out as an accidental tickle and the person trying to hide it at first, a strong tough serious character being reduced to giggles from tickling, and I have always enjoyed stories with like a tickle monster / creature / something or another that’s spooky and won’t stop and ignores your pleas 🤪🫣🫠🤤

15. How do you react to finding out someone is ticklish?

In most cases I omggggg want to tickle them soooooooo bad lol I’m always instantly schemin’ and they generally become like 70% more adorable to me

21. Have you ever had a real life tickle session? If yes, what was your favorite thing about it? If you haven’t, what are you most looking forward to in the future if you have one?

Yes!!! Omg. The first time I did was so fun and wonderful and such an interesting awakening/indulgence/self actualization. It felt so nice and good and fun and safe and me, like “why wasn’t I doing this always????” since I didn’t meet up with anyone for a real session until I was 24.. I’ve met up with several people since for sessions / coffee / etc. and generally had a really nice and fun time. I love being tickled and I’d love to have it become a more regular part of my life and friendships! I want to try to meet up with people more often eventually and start attending more events, I meant to back in 2020 but covid shat on those plans lol.

[ech0wo]

8, 16, 23, 26l7 for the ask game :3

And neck for the spot ask. <3 /p

Well, I couldn't tell if that last part was ment to be 17 tacked onto the end as an afterthought, or if it was ment to be 26/7. Or if it was an accident.... so I added 2 extra just cuz I didn't wanna disappoint!

8: what is your favorite tickle game Don't move or don't laugh type of games!! I love pushing my limits lol

16: What is your favorite tickle trope (tickle monster, being stuck in a compromising position, massage turning to tickles, etc.) Let me raise you this... a massage turning into tickles.... which turns into cuddles.... then turns into tickle cuddles!!

17: How do you feel about mouth tickles (raspberries, nibbles, etc.)? I love them all except lickies.. I dont want someone's tongue on me, but kisses and nibbles and raspberries make me so happy and giddy

23: Favorite pet name to be called during teases / tickles? ...gigglebug...

26: When being tickled, what technique works best - soft or rough tickles Soft tickles that transition into rough tickles. Get me giggling and soft first, then wreck me

27: What would be more flustering - focusing on one specific spot, or focusing on multiple? Focus on multiple, I can't think straight if all the stimulation is everywhere >-<

As for the spot ask game.... well...

Neck tickles make me actually hysterical, I'm instantly squealing and making an "escape" when any sort of tickles happen there

[kinkystims]

3, 16, 23, 24 for the most recent ask game;; hope you're having a good day/night!!

- 🪼🫧

hi hi!! thanks for asking :3 i hope you're having a good night too !!!

3. What is a tease that melts you instantly?

okay this is so embarrassing but literally anything like i'm gonna get you/tickle the fuck out of you and so on.. i unfortunately LOVE being threatened about being forced to lose my shit. especially if it comes out of nowhere and all i can say is "WHAT!!!!"

16. What is your favorite tickle trope (tickle monster, being stuck in a compromising position, massage turning to tickles, etc.)?

i see your "massage turning to tickles" and have to raise you making out/groping turning to tickles OR belly rubs turning to tickles i'm so normal about this i promise don't worry about it

23. Favorite pet name to be called during teases / tickles?

so . unfortunately . i have recently discovered . how badly "pup" gets me. i . it actually kills me. being called a TICKLISH pup? horrible. bye. don't do it. (do it.) i'm SOOOO serious don't do it.

24. Are you sensitive to air tickles (someone wiggling their fingers over a spot, etc.)?

IIIIII... it gets me a lil fluttery inside i can't lie, but i don't like.. laugh or anything i just get kinda flustered.... like. oh my god now i can't stop thinking about you ACTUALLY tickling me

from this ask game

[nuggets-and-stars]

since you asked, here are some of my loud house tickle headcanons! i lean more towards the live action version for these, but most of them can be interpreted either way!

-lynn jr is pretty ticklish but due to her unmatched strength, she’s hard to catch and pin unless you get her when she’s distracted. once she’s being tickled, her strength crumbles

-being the oldest, lori is by far the most brutal with her revenge. if any of her siblings even try to tickle her, she will get them back ten times worse.

-luan is the biggest tickle monster, which is unsurprising since she lives to make people laugh. lincoln is typically her main target, but she’s not afraid to get anyone.

-lincoln is so incredibly ticklish that it’s comical. you can barely touch him and he’ll be laughing his head off.

-both the twins are ticklish, but lana definitely takes the cake for being the most ticklish out of the two.

-lynn sr. is the parent that will tickle his kids awake, as it almost always gets them up quickly.

-lily absolutely loves being tickled by her siblings, she sees it as a fun bonding moment with them.

-lisa sees tickling as very childish, but that doesn’t mean she’s invulnerable to it.

-tickling lucy is the only way to hear her genuinely laugh.

-lynn jr. loves wrestling, but has a tendency to tickle wrestle her younger siblings, because it’s an outlet for her but she won’t hurt them as easily.

-leni is infamous for tickle hugs.

-luna is a constant victim of sam’s tickle attacks. sam is ticklish too, but not nearly as sensitive as luna.

-rita and lynn sr. played tickle monster will all the kids when they were babies, and still play it with lily.

-luan loves tickling lincoln while he’s playing games, seeing how well he can do while she’s torturing him.

-luna and lynn jr have the loudest laughs that can be heard from a mile away.

-lana’s laughter is very gruff but high pitched at the same time.

-lori often uses raspberries on her siblings because they’re all so sensitive to it.

-lynn sr. is the only one who can effectively get lori, unless the siblings gang up on her.

-lola is the second most brutal with her revenge, she will make sure that her siblings pay.

hope you enjoyed these! the louds are my comfort family and there is such a lack of tickle content with them :(

anon thank you very much I will cherish this with my L I F E

There is a lack of tickle content for them unless if it's gross stuff, but I shall fix that!

I do kind of like the live action version better but whenever I imagine them it kinda flip flops between the two shows :/

I have the exact same headcanon for Lori where she'll get her siblings back ten times worse if they try anything

And I can imagine Lincoln being air ticklish

Being sensitive to raspberries is a common trait in the Loud Family 😔 (Luna probably has the worst raspberries known to man me thinks. It's all that instrument practice she does)

Love the trope of 'character thinks tickling is childish but is actually extremely ticklish' it's even funnier when you remember Lisa is four. (Or five)

Lincoln may be the favorite tickle victim of Luan, but I think Luna is her most frequent victim (because... you know... roommates)