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missamyrisa2 · 2 months ago

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How do you think you’d handle a stubborn girl who doesn’t want to admit she’s ticklish let alone that she likes it and that it turns her on to no end?

Ooooh I loooove stubborn ticklyssssss

yes I'm calling tickle people ticklys now if you haven't noticed. Because inside, we're all ticklees to the tickles in some way shape or form~~

And the thing is, when I notice you're entrenching yourself and walling up your ticklishness I know you're trying to build a defense against verbal teases so I tend to start with the opposite. I'm gonna give you the near-silent treatment when you declare your nonticklishness as I work my craft. None of that "oh yeahhh?" or "we'll just see about that~". I'm going to be lightlyyyyy probing around you acting sooo nonchalant with my exploration. "Mmmh. Mmmmmmh." I muse, trailing my fingers along your arms. I don't need to say such things, my fingers and little expressions do it and your stubbornness only encourages me further. My nails gliding in your inner elbow, pausing to draw little tight circles. One hand breaks to wiggle upward, tracing the shape of your shoulder to your neck, the other lingering on your inner arm with my fingers pinched together for that combined featherlight touch up and down your muscle. "Ooooooh~" I murmur, whenever I see a little reaction. I know what it's doing to you, I'm finding spots, but I sound so barely engaged and I don't hover on a hot spot ~ not just yettttt

My fingers brush aside your hair delicately and I lean in to purse my lips along your neck. "Mmmmh" just a little spice to add to your fire. Because I'm watching your body language soooo closely. You know I am, and I know you are seeing me doing it but I won't acknowledge the growing heat between us. My fingers work down, tracing each rib carefully through your top. I start leaning you back ~ I know you won't resistttt I knowwww the tickles are getting to youuu and so is my nearnessss~ and give your top the little tug and toss, pulling the end down so it pops up and shows off that line of twitching sensitive skin. "Ahhhhh~" I sigh softly, as if we were just relaxing, not doing anything tickly for my tickly. I start rubbing my thumbnails on your sides, ever so carefully slowly and softlyyyyy just letting those nailtips rub and massage and liiiightly tickle and work you up. My eyes drift knowingly to your tummyyyy~

And I lean in to let my long soft hair brush against it. I gently fake you out, making like I'm going to drop and zerbert or kisssss~ but I just hmmmmm and continue lightly rubbing with my thumbs, letting my hairs wisp and tremble along your belly and navel. Oooh you could admit ittttt you could giggle and moan it outttt anyyy timeee but I know you're a stubborn girl. And I want you to be more stubborn yesss I want you to fight it and retreat so far because it's going to be sooo much more ticklehottttt when you finally break~ which is exactly whyyyy my little supple blush brush is coming out next to carefully swish along your waistline. Back and forth, not dusting, not being mean, just the lightest of sensual touches with my prettyyyy makeup brush~

Once I've got you nice and dizzyyy with that I put your arms up ~ I know you won't resistttt itttt ~ and start slowllyyyy working your top upppp up and up. "Mmmmmhmmmmm~" I nod with a smile, lifting the material slowlyyyy and blowing little puffs of air along your ribs and exposed chest. I keep going until I have your top tangling your arms and covering your eyes. Oooh yessss. Now you're in trouble. Now you're in the thick of ittttt ~ because with a little puff of air I taunt those underarms and your royal chest buttons. I might tickle themmmm I might teaseee and I know you're gonna take it you silly ticklegluttonnnn~

Sooo what's gonna do it my adorable flower? Maybe when I brush my lipssssss across your underarm. Or when my nail tip liiiightly taunts those stiffening chest buttonssss? Little puffs of air in your navel? More thumb rubbiesss on your sides and to your hips? Maybe it'll be my feather feather drawing along your ribsssss side to side ~ perhaps just my musing and little sounds and curious inflections while observing ever soooo close to you will do it.

Whatever crumbles your cookie, you are soooo getting my mostttt sassyyyy "Yeahhhhh that's what I thoughttttt~" when you finally break because then allll my pent up ticklerness is unleashing, and I'm pinning you down laying into allll those spotssss I found now. "Cooochie cooochie coooo stubborn girl I thought you weren't ticklisshhh I thought you weren't ticklish huhhh? What are you doing and what are you doiiiing? You're laughingggg! You're making such soundssss I thought you weren't tiiiicklishhh~!" I'll singsong while I pull you back and hold you down and bury my lipssss into your belly giving you endless raspberries while my fingers deftly wiggle and stroke and spider up your sides to your underarms getting you worked up so I can move up and make out with that ticklish neckkkk and skitter my nails alll over your midsection. "Tiickle tickle tiiiickle! You tell me alll about ittt nowwww mmhmmm let it allll outttt you love your tickles don't youuu naughtyyy thinggggg~"

Once I have you gaspyyy and weak, my feather is coming back outttt and you're losing those bottoms mmhmmm. "This is what you need darling this is what naughty ticklish stubborn girls getttt ~ we're gonna tickle alll that wickedness out of youuu oh yesss we are~" I tease at your undies, drawing my fingers along your butttonyyy area ~ "I knowww where you need it mosttt I know you have a ticklish spotttt riiiiight here!!" And with a teasing stroke my index finger starts liiightly scratching on that spot through the soft material. "Mmhmmm that feels goood doesn't itttt tickles riight here? Right on your girly pearlllll? Naughty naughtyyyy!" I taunt with my twirling feather at your ear as I work your button massaging it to get you up sooo close to the edge. "Awwww my stubborn cookie crumbler wants itttt sooo baddd huhhhh sheeee just soo neeeedyyyy~" I tease and start tugging your undies down slowly to expose your wanting girly area~

"Nooonooo noo ahhh ahh ah ah~! Naughty girls don't get to cum not yettt no noooo~" I taunt with my wagging tsk tsk finger as I lean in to inspect, making sure my soft hair is teasing your thighs. "Hmmm. Yep. Ticklish pearl. Riiight theree. Right there~" I murmur and draw my feather down your body, my other hand gently but firmly moving your legs to show off your wanting pearlyyy. "Now hold still girlyyyy this miiiight tiiiickle~!" I smirk and start tracing my feather tip up and down that swollen button. "Uhh huhhh yeahh! How much do you love your tickles mmmh? How often do you dream about being a ticklish helplesssss silllyyyy gaspy girl huhhh?" I interrogate while I work my feather tip up and down and up and down and side to side teasing and taunting your wanting button. "Ooh we've come so far from 'I'm not ticklish!' haven't weee?" I imitate you with a grin, my thumb rubbing your thigh and massaging your hip to ease you along the tickly edge, coaxing your button to maximum tickled teased arousal.

"Oooh you're just so sweeet darlinggg and I love stubborn chickadeesss sooo much I'm gonna give you something special oh yes I am ~ onlyyy the most special tickles for youuuu~" with a flash of blush I wrap my arms around your legs and grasp your hips as I lean in, making muah muah muahhhh pursing lips kissiesssss ~ going downnnnn and snickering before I proceed to make out with your ticklish pearlyyyyy~ onlyyy the lightest of softest teasing kissiesss and they dooo not stopppp ~ even when you get your sweeet sweet ticklegasmmm sparkliessss I hold you snug and give you allll my love and affection.

"Such a silllyyyy girl~~~"

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jennyandvastraflint · 8 months ago

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Gonna answer these like so and under a cut for it being a long long post otherwise. Thank you smmmmm <333

I loooove that first snippet, I picture them both lying in their beds, and Jane always falling quiet, saying goodnight, and then talking again five seconds later while Skye is really trying to fall back asleep…

And the DW snippet is just too sweet, the chaos and hilarity of it! “she’s right, left!” “What!???” and Amy behaving motherly and chastising Mels despite her not knowing yet that she’s her daughter <3 Bet Mels got into trouble on purpose and positioned herself so, so her parents would actually treat her like that.

I think the style question was one of the more difficult ones, which was why I said you could skip something if you like! Having read a few of your works so far (unfortunately still not as many as I would like, I really need to read more XD), I think this is a really good representation of your style. I adore the way you combine light-hearted, comedic elements with the underlying darker themes and the struggles especially characters like Mels and the Doctor have. For me it also represents that these characters are so multi-layered that having JUST the comedy or JUST the tragedy and drama isn’t nearly enough to capture what makes them “them”! Also, I really need to get to reading that AU <3 It’s in my bookmarks! Maybe I’ll find some time on the way to uni and back or something?

Big same on the daydreams, honestly. I, then, have the problem that I tend to daydream a bit TOO much, or that my writing doesn’t get close enough to the feelings I had during the daydream… I love, love, love Gat calling out the Doctor and Mels for gazing into each other’s eyes and being all around really gay! I think this one is also a fic in my bookmarks? Gosh, I really need to read your stuffff!

Okay, I feel you honestly. But I looove how playful that scene is, like they’re flirting and being Like That, and it’s really mushy and adorable! And then Ooooooh. It is very well-written, but writing smut (or anything close to it) is definitely out of my comfort zone too XD

Ooooh, you are giving me something in German? Hang on, let me get my German reading brain XD (I swear I need to engage with it differently) YOOOOOOO OKAY THIS IS REALLY COOL. Like. Did her Fingers just disappear INTO the keys??? Like, supernatural kinda shit? It sounds very intriguing, might have to check it out! I love how your writing flows in German btw! I find that there is a very different style to it, different structures sounding good and all. That was definitely I fear I had in the beginning, of writing something wrong, but for me, my words flow more easily in English now. I’m the same with reading. Reading German genuinely takes me longer than English atp.

I feel like you’ve at least alluded to this WIP in messages before… Awwww, worried parent! And River definitely taught Jenny to strap her blaster there, or Jenny just started mimicking her! Either way, I definitely feel like they’d get on like a house on fire (and they really might set fire to a few houses, let’s be real) with the Doctor being just slightly worried about both of them and any innocent bystanders. SONTAR WINGS T_T OMFGGGG That is hilarious okkkk (also, the Sontar and Adipose combo reminds me of Halloween Wars, with Strax and the Adipose bonding <3 Not sure if that was intended at all!) OH. Are they cooking people… Jfc XD Flemming do NOT cook Jenny >:O Honestly the Doctor isn’t overreacting at all! Thank you so much for all these wonderful snippets! I loved themmmm!

Would you please share excepts for the ask game?

1. that makes me smile

3. that encompasses my style

7. that i nursed in a daydream before finally writing

14. that was out of my comfort zone

25. that i consider a favourite

Feel free to skip one of them if you don't feel like answering! 🥰

Thank youuuu!

You said it was okay to use non-dw snippets, so I have put two of those now. But I added a dw snippet for good measure to those questions, hope that's okay 😅I also managed to include 3 actual WIPs, so yay :)

that makes me smile

Aww, the first fic that came to mind was Love is a four-letter word, which is a coming-out fic featuring the Penderwick sisters Skye and Jane.

Just - the whole series is such a feel-good story? It tastes like childhood comfort and the queer undertones are way too obvious to be screwed over in the last book. Anyway, headcanoning all the members of the family as queer is self-care and those girls are so soft and such siblings and the fic makes me smile without fail every time.

Skye sighed again, but this time it sounded less annoyed. "Listen Jane, I love you" she said and it sounded almost gentle. "But I don't think I am the right person to talk to about this. Romance and stuff. I don't really... do... that. Can't you ask Rosy? I am sure she would love to help you out." "Rosy does not share a room with me, though" Jane demurred. "Lucky her" Skye murmured. "Probably sleeping right now." "Skye!" Jane complained. "This is serious! People die from heartbreak all the time; I need to know what I am dealing with." "You won't die from heartbreak tonight; I can promise you that much" Skye scoffed. "Are you sure?" Jane asked. Her heart did feel a little clammy whenever she thought about Caroline and her textbook rim artworks. Or about what that weirdness might mean that always seemed to befall her when Caroline was nearby. "Dead sure" Skye answered solemnly. "You don't even know whether you're in love. I am sure it is scientifically impossible to die from heartbreak in that case." Jane breathed out loudly in relief. "Thank you."

(Jane is me and also Skye is me <3 (Skye has a math class the next day so enough sleep is vital bc you can't be tired for your favourite subject, now can you?))

But have a short dw snippet, too, because that might be more interesting for you. It's from the unfinished episode-fic that would come before The woman who kills the Doctor (- it's the lkh rewrite WIP):

“Left – sharp turn!” The car swerved around in one swift motion and Mels grabbed onto the seat backs in front of her to avoid being thrown about. “Now right!” “No, left!” “What?” Amy turned around the chart frantically at the correction while Rory started panicking. “Which one?” he shouted. “Left!” Mels repeated at the same time as Amy cried: “Right!...Hang on, no wait, she’s right: left!” “What?!” Rory was hitting the wheel in frustration while, this time in unison, the girls called: “Left!!” Only a little too late Rory yanked the wheel around, making them all lean involuntarily towards the right. Mels erupted in laughter. “If we continue like this, this is gonna spell ‘Dorito’ when we’re done” she claimed. “Shut up” Amy growled. “You’re doing great, Rory.” “Yeah, he is” Mels snorted. “Now listen here, little lady” Amy turned around, her eyes pulled to dangerous slits. “Amy!” Rory shrieked before she could continue. “Where do I go next?!”

Pond family drawing crop circles together <3 (No, Amy does not know Mels is their daughter yet, btw, that's part of why this makes me smile)

3. that encompasses my style

I don't knoooow. How do I know what my style is and what is representative?? Okay, I'll try, how about this from a WIP for my Division AU:

“Seriously?” Mels blinked. “You aren't even trusting me to get you a drink? I was kidding earlier when I said this would be a good exercise, but – I see that I was very wrong about your level of trust in me.” She tried to make it sound like a joke, but she couldn't deny, that stung. She would have expected herself to trust the Doctor more than vice versa, but a fucking drink? That shouldn't have been too much to ask. “Mels,” the Doctor was suddenly pressing the card into her hand, her gentle voice calling her away from her somber thoughts, “of course I trust you, love. I was making a joke.” “What?” Mels had trouble processing – and that was a little annoying because usually she was the one who got to make the Doctor malfunction with a well placed innuendo or affirmation of fondness. A smile was tugging at the Doctor's lips as she reached for Mels' other hand, closing it around the card. “You said I got to annoy you today,” she reminded Mels, “I'm just trying my best to live up to that role.” Mels let out a relieved laugh, grasping the card tightly and turning her upper hand so she could take the Doctor's and pull her in. “You are stellar in the annoying underling role, darling,” she promised, pressing a kiss to her lips. “It's like it was written for you.” The Doctor preened for a second, before the words properly registered. “Hey, now - “ she tried to protest, but Mels had already stepped away from her. “Find us a table, Doctor,” she grinned. “That's an order!”

I believe this encompasses my style, mostly for the way we move between jokes and heartfelt bits. I think I do that a lot - especially for this AU - putting in funny bits to even out the harsh reality and also putting heavy stuff into the lighthearted scenes to keep you on your toes.

Here, they've been joking around a little before, bickering (I cut that bc this is already too long a snippet - then again 'being too long' IS my style -), then Mels is hit by self-doubt, the Doctor turns serious to reassure her and they immediately go back to banter - and kissing.

The way dialogue is intercepted by introspection and a few descriptions of what is happening here is also representative of my style, I believe.

7. that i nursed in a daydream before finally writing

All my fics are results of daydreams, basically. But there are a few where I wrote down the dialogue as I dreamed about it and that didn't get changed much after. One of them is in Dance with Me (or: Selling the Cover for Gat) (part of the Division AU) and I know you have been meaning to read that anyway ;)

“Aww” Karvanista cooed mockingly. “You two are too cute.” The Doctor stepped back immediately, her hands leaving Mels’, and cleared her throat. “Just selling the cover for Gat” she said with a fake smile, smoothing down the sides of the fancy suit Tecteun hat gotten her for the occasion. “Right?” “Right” Mels agreed, but she couldn’t help a smile while she took a sip of her champagne. “Just that ‘selling the cover for Gat’ is not the mission, is it?” Gat’s snide voice sounded in her ear again and by now she sounded positively miffed. “That is only the very baseline of what you are supposed to be doing. You are supposed to be looking for the target. And you will find him neither in each other’s eyes like you have apparently been believing for the last 8 minutes, nor staring at cake decorations –“ The Doctor pulled an annoyed grimace and Mels bit her lips against a grin. “Nor eyeing up unsuspecting Malmooths” Gat continued. “Hey, she was definitely into it” Mels complained while the Doctor’s eyebrows raised to her hairline. “Literally not the point” Gat said. “Besides this is a married-only event, she was definitely here with someone.” “You spent your time without me flirting with other people” the Doctor inquired sternly, “and have the audacity to complain about me getting you a drink?! A fine wife you are.”

I spoke those lines (more or less) into my phone while taking a snowy winter walk <3 I should probably have paid more attention to the gorgeous nature than the Division team in my head, but no regrets :)

14. that was out of my comfort zone

Anytime I venture close to smut 😅 oh, also heavy angst. Which one do you prefer?

Let's go with the one leaning into smut. It's still mature level intimacy, I would say, but it was the first time I so much as brushed towards it, so, like, I didn't feel entirely comfortable writing it. I do think it is sweet, though (oh, this is from Somewhere in My Memory btw):

“Not here, Sweetie” [River] said with a wink. “I did not specifically order a bed to have you against a picture of my late husband.” “You ordered the bed?” the Doctor chuckled, slinging her hands around River’s neck. “Of course, you did.” “A lady has to be prepared” River said, kissing her again. “Come on then, jump up.” Without hesitation, the Doctor jumped, slinging her legs around River’s middle and letting her carry her towards the bed. “Oh, look at that, I’m taller than you again” she commented happily, leaning down to kiss River’s nose. “Now this feels right.” River rolled her eyes fondly. “Shut up, Doctor.” “Not a chance” the Doctor grinned. Then she yelped, as River squeezed her butt in retaliation. A devilish smirk played at River’s mouth as she lowered the Doctor onto the mattress. “We’ll see about that, Sweetie” she hummed, her hands cupping the Doctor’s breasts and immediately affirming her words in taking the Doctor’s breath away. “We’ll see about that.”

And like, that's literally it. The scene ends there. Still, that was daunting to write for me.

25. that i consider a favourite

Oh wow. I mean, choosing a favourite fic was already tough. A favourite SNIPPET? Impossible 😅 But, luckily, it is a favourite, so I'll just go with any snippet, I enjoy :)

Wanna read some lines in German about a ghost playing the piano? This is from Mary Shelley's Murder Mystery Invite Only Casual Travel/Journey For Friends Diary:

„Dann konzentrier dich weniger und lass dich mehr treiben“, schlug [Robert] vor. „Musiker denken nicht, sie fühlen.“ Mary wollte ihm nicht noch einmal erklären, dass sie einfach keine Musikerin war. So wandte sie sich resigniert wieder den Tasten zu. „Schließ die Augen“, riet Robert ihr. „Spür dem Gefühl des Liedes nach und lass dich fallen.“ Gehorsam schloss Mary die Augen, konzentrierte sich dafür aber umso stärker auf ihre Finger, mit denen sie die Tastatur streifte. Dann begann sie zu spielen. Sie merkte den Unterschied sofort. Hatte sie vorher nur einzelne Töne gespielt, hörte, nein spürte, sie jetzt die Musik, die ihre Finger wie von selbst in den Raum setzten. Sie lauschte der Melodie und merkte kaum, wie sie einfach die Kontrolle aufgab. Erst, als mit einem Mal die Musik verstummte, aber ihre Finger weiterspielten, erwachte sie unsanft. Sie riss die Augen auf und beobachtete entsetzt ihre Finger, die gerade wieder aus den Tasten auftauchten. Verdammt.

I do still prefer my German way of writing, I have to say. The fear of making mistakes is just less severe. With English, I am always convinced I have used at least one word incorrectly in every sentence without noticing.

But let's add another dw snippet from a WIP to this, shall we? I don't know whether I will ever finish this one, but I have started working on a very fluffy fugitive Doctor & River & Jenny piece called Family Outing (for now):

The Doctor made a move to hold her back but River intertwined their hands instead, pulling her in the other direction. “Stop fussing, Sweetie” she said strictly, smoothing down the Doctor’s lapels with her free hand. “And let her have some fun. Jenny is a clever girl, she’ll be okay. Besides, no one will suspect us coming here, so we’ll be in the clear.” Only now the Doctor took in her surroundings. They were on a spaceship, alright, a luxurious space cruiser to be exact. Aliens of all species and sizes were milling about, at least two thirds of them of the kind the Doctor did not want to see approach her daughter and at least half of them kinds the Division would engage. None of them were visibly carrying weapons at least and the Doctor knew Jenny had a knife hidden in her bigger-on-the-inside pocket and a blaster strapped to her thigh – in exactly the same spot where River was wearing hers. The evening menu of the adjacent restaurant was reading ‘pufferfish flambé’ and ‘Sontar wings with roasted Adipose’ and ‘We’re always ready to prepare your tag-alongs in your preferred manner’ and suddenly the Doctor understood where River had brought them. “No” she breathed, stopping dead in her tracks. “This isn’t…” “…the Harmony and Redemption” River completed for her, apparently very pleased with herself. “Told you, I was good.” “River” the Doctor pulled her even closer and dropped her voice to a whisper, her eyes flitting nervously between Jenny and the surrounding mass-murderers. “We really shouldn’t be here.” “Brilliant, eh?”

I just love River being cocky and the Doctor staring incredulously like "Do you want us getting killed?!"

I also very much love the way what I have written so far ends midsentence, and the sentence is:

Before the Doctor could decide whether shooting Flemming here and now would cause too much of a scene or could possibly be considered an overreaction

(Flemming dared to look at Jenny, so, no the Doctor's not overreacting at all <3)

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