#playful tickling
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bigdumbtickler03 · 4 months ago
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I find it cute how some people will try to hide under a blanket to shield themselves from tickles, like oh okay let me just start poking and wiggling my fingers on different spots on the blanket and hear you laugh and giggle beneath it instead.
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ticklesobsessor · 9 months ago
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Was scrolling through Pinterest and this came up fdjgkfg...
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kiwitickleart · 1 year ago
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Gertrude and her mischievous Gengar. 😈
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rachi-roo · 7 months ago
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Birthday tickles for Azz-Azz!!! 🥳💕
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Yaaaay!!! I love these goobers so much. This show brings me so much joy 🥰 Asmodeus deserves all the tiggles and hugs and laughter! He's the best, boi, and I will not accept any other opinions!!!! XD
06/06/24
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science-fiction-ler · 1 year ago
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Appreciation post for little lees!!!
Don't get me wrong! All lees are good lees! But there's just something about playing with ticklish littles that's just sooo cute!!! Seriously what's not to love!?
Playfully pinning them down and seeing them squirm with their little puppy eyes
Calling yourself The Tickle Monster and hearing them squeal!
Saying things like, "I'm gonna getcha!!!" or "Gotcha!!"
Tickle hide and seek!
Raspberries!!
Playful tickle kisses and nibbles complete with "om nom" sounds
Rib counting
Toe counting
This little piggy!
Reading kid's books about tickles with them!!
"coochie coochie coo!" & "Tickle tickle tickle!"
Calling cutesy pet names
Sitting them in your lap and tickling them!
Watching them go from pouty face to little happy giggle fits!
Tickle cuddles!
Even aftercare when the tickles are done is sweet and adorable!
Watching cartoons with them
Sippy cups
Stuffies
Story time
Boops
Just all around being as affectionate as possible!!
There's just so much wholesome fun about playing with little lees!! Sending all the little lees all the Tickle Monster hugs!! ❤️❤️
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littleemoboy06 · 7 months ago
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Today, one of my friends at school discovered one of my ticklish spots I didn't even know about 😳 I was wearing shorts and my friend started gently scribbling her long nails on the back of my bare knees and I flinched so hard 😭 it was literally so ticklish how didn't I know about this spot ever before?!
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skeletongiggles · 2 years ago
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WIP~!
Just a late night doodle of Papyrus tickling Sans awake for sentry duty. Sans likes sleeping on the floor for some reason, don't question it~
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bigdumbtickler03 · 6 months ago
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Adorable tickle video I found on YouTube shorts. (I love ticklish boys so so much shdjsjsj) also the little squeal when she goes for his tummy? AGHHH!! ❤️
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ticklesobsessor · 8 months ago
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Tattoo tickles (back)
Okay so initially I wasn't gonna write tickle fics as my creativity is as dry as bone 😆 but while in class one girl was drawing on another girl's back to imitate giving her a tattoo and I got this idea in my head and through to share it with you guys. I hope you like it... and I hope it's good for writing my first fic ever. If you guys enjoy it interact with it and I might do other ones like this, with tattoos on different parts of the body.
You're in your early 20s and have quite a few tattoos, all done by your sweet and loving tattoo artist partner, who you've been with since you both were 16. For a few weeks now you've been thinking of getting a spine tattoo and searching up pics of ones you would like. When you finally made up your mind about the one you wanted, a line down your spine with pink flowers looped around it, you talked to your partner and thwy happily agreed to do it.
This leads to this morning when you both made your way to their tattoo studio (they own it and is the employer) when it was supposed to be closed but for you, they'd happily open it to make you happy. Now you lay in the chair on your stomach, t-shirt pulled up till your underarms.
"You ready Love?" They ask after they had placed the stencil on your back and prepared everything necessary. "With you, always." You answer as usual which never fails to make their heart melt. They place a small kiss on your back, the sign that their going to start and you relax your muscles.
For the first few minutes, the only sound in the studio is the buzzing of the tattoo machine and occasional talk between you two. That is until it starts to hurt a little and your hisses join the fray. You try your best to not tense up whenever they tattoo over a spot that makes you hiss and they notice. They use their thumb from their free hand that is resting on your back to rub back and forth for comfort as they whisper sweet praises like "You're doing so good Love.", "I love you", "I'm so proud of you." and more.
"Y-yeah, your thumb just... tickled a little." You answer, a blush rising up your neck. Not that you minded it. Now is where a small important detail comes in, you had told them just a year after you got together that you liked being tickled when they were tickling one time. Ever since then they never said no when you asked to be tickled, as they just loved your reactions, how you blush from being flustered, how you don't fight off the tickles, just everything.
At one point their thumb rubs so lightly along where your back meets your side that it tickles and you can't hold in the giggle that escapes. "Darling, you okay?" They ask concerned as your giggle was muffled and they thought it was a noise of pain.
"Really?" By their tone, you can tell they're smirking and you twist your head to lay your cheek on your hands to look at him. Sure enough, their smirking and when they meet your gaze your blush rushes up your neck to your cheeks. "Think it's time for a break, don't you?" They ask, setting down the tattoo machine.
They stand up from their chair so they can easily do what they're planning. "Would you like a tickle break my tickle bug?" That nickname always has a way of effectively putting you in a lee mood. You whine, burying your face in your hands but nod nonetheless but they aren't satisfied. "Nuh uh Love, you know how it is, you have to use your words or else I won't know if you truly want them." They say to tease.
You twist your head back to look at them like before and with a tomato-red blush you say, "Please tickle me." "A please? How can I say no when you're such a polite tickle bug." They wink which is the only sign you get before their hands position under your shoulder blades and their fingers start spidering gently down and back up your back, clawing at your sides with every cycle.
You don't try to hold back your giggles as you have a mental battle with your fight-or-flight instinct to squirm away. "Hehehehehe, Bahahaby... it ihihit tihihickles."
"I know it does or else I wouldn't know that this," they wiggle their finger on your lower back, the most ticklish spot on your back, and your favourite, "tickles." They whisper the word in your ear knowing how much more flustered it makes you.
Your legs kick a little, something you do when you're truly enjoying being tickled, which just makes them chuckle. "Awe is someone enjoying their tickles? Does my tickle bug want more? Should I tickle right here?" They coo teasingly, placing their fingers on your neck, not moving them to grow the suspense.
"Plehehease." You say giggling from anticipation.
"Such a good little lee." Their fingers wiggle into your neck, squeezing on the sides as they plant sporadic tickle kisses along the back of it. "Who's a cute tickle bug?" They whisper in your ear.
"Mehehe, nahaha not there." I squeal when they give a teasy tickle to my armpit. "Awe why not, your squeals are so cute." They respond.
And they continue for a few more minutes till you both decide to continue with the tattoo. The difference is with every outline of a flower that was finished they'd tickle you and when it was all done you went back to your house where they gave you reward tickles before they made you dinner.
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kiwitickleart · 1 year ago
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Idk I’m gay
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teddybeartoji · 2 months ago
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toji poking his head under your shirt and nipping at your tummy when you don't want to get up in the morning:(((((
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shakespearian-love · 7 months ago
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Laughing with you ❦
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littleemoboy06 · 8 months ago
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Tickling is usually already flustering enough on its own but when someone tickles me and starts using teases like "tickle tickle tickle!" or "coochie coochie coo!" OMGGGG 😳 I'll literally fold so fast
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ticklesobsessor · 7 months ago
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Send as many and which ones you want guys
Random tickle ask game, do send these pretty please!
🍀 What are your favorite tickle spots?
🔥 Asking for tickles or provoking?
♥️ Surprise tickles or expected tickles?
🏆 Anticipation or starting straight away?
✨ Fingers or tools?
🫂 Light tickles or rough tickles?
🍓 Do you squirm or buck or try to fight back or what do you do while getting tickled?
🐶 What kind of giggles do you have when getting tickled?
🪶 Favorite nickname for teases?
🌝 Favorite tickle trope?
👽 Favorite lee/lee/tickle buddy? (Tag them if you dare)
🦐 Are you a blushy shy lee/ler or a cocky smug lee/ler?
🐒 Favorite tickle method?
Ik it's a bit short but I was bored and wanted to put this out there
Please send these asks I'll make sure to answer all of em, even if you don't know me we can be friends :3
NSFW DNI
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intheticklecloset · 4 months ago
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Liar (Bungo Stray Dogs)
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Summary: At a celebratory tea party, Dazai lets slip that Akutagawa has a favorite spot to be tickled. Of course, his new boyfriend Atsushi simply MUST know what it is!
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“Oh, Atsushi~” Dazai sang as he set a plate of cookies on the table between them. “You know your new boyfriend is super ticklish, right?”
Akutagawa promptly choked on his tea. Atsushi laughed.
“Yeah, I know, Dazai,” the weretiger replied through a huge smile as he slapped Akutagawa’s back, trying to help.
Akutagawa, for his part, couldn’t care less if every other word he spoke came out strangled thanks to the droplets of tea still trying to slip down his windpipe. He snapped, “And what exactly was your goal in asking that? If he hadn’t known, you’d have just outed me!”
Dazai plopped down on the cushion across from them both and smiled. “Oh, that was the whole point, Akutagawa. If he didn’t know, I was going to make sure he definitely did by the end of today.”
The mafioso flushed, and Atsushi continued to smile at him.
The three of them were having tea at Dazai’s place; the detective had been so excited that they had finally made it official that he insisted on throwing a small party for them. Though Akutagawa had thought the whole thing ridiculous �� and now, perhaps dangerous for him – Atsushi had found it endearing and had insisted they do it.
“Besides,” the brunette continued, “what’s the point of having a boyfriend if you can’t have a little tickle fight once in a while?”
Atsushi finally turned that smile on their host. “Speaking from experience?”
Dazai sighed dramatically. “I wish. Chuuya is cute but he can’t take a hint.”
Chuuya and Dazai had made it official a couple of months earlier, and to be honest, their getting together was what spurred Akutagawa to finally ask Atsushi out. After all, if their bosses could do it, why couldn’t they?
The detective leaned in conspiratorially. “Have you found his fluff spot yet?”
Akutagawa decided not to dare and reach for a cookie after all. He glared at Dazai instead. Atsushi looked intrigued, and that wasn’t good. That was never good.
“Fluff spot?” the weretiger asked, taking a cookie himself with no hesitation. “You mean his worst spot? I think so. It’s his ribs, isn’t it?”
Stop talking about me like I’m not here! Akutagawa wanted to yell, but he pressed his lips together firmly, blushing harder when Dazai shot him a look that told him he was in deep trouble.
“Sure, his ribs are his most ticklish spot, but I’m talking about the spot that he loves having tickled.”
Atsushi spun to his boyfriend. “You have a spot you love getting tickled? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I don’t,” Aku shot back, though a sharp jolt of…something shot through his entire nervous system in response to the way his partner was looking at him now. Anxiety? Excitement? The desire to leap out the window and run far away from here before anyone got any ideas?
Dazai tsked. “Liar.”
That one word made the mafioso shudder in his seat. He knew that tone. How many times had he been tickled near to tears after hearing that tone? He shot his gaze over to Atsushi, who looked like a puppy who’d discovered a new squeaky toy.
“Don’t,” Aku said, throwing his pride out the window. “He’s crazy – how would he know if I had a spot like that? Which I don’t!” He shuffled slightly away from the weretiger. “He’s just trying to get you riled up for nothing. You’re the one who wanted to be here; my tea will get cold, and that would be a waste. And rude.”
Atsushi beamed from ear to ear and leaned over so their noses were nearly touching. “That’s a lot of words, Akutagawa. Are you sure you’re not the one getting riled up?”
“Why would I—?!” Akutagawa cut himself off, deciding to switch tactics. He closed the short distance between them with a long kiss, hoping that would deter Atsushi’s train of thought. It worked well enough at home.
Not here, though, apparently. Atsushi hummed happily after pulling away, then – still making eye contact with his partner – asked, “Where’s the spot, Dazai?”
Akutagawa’s eyes widened in surprise, and a little bit of panic.
Dazai started to reply, but in a blind frenzy, Akutagawa shouted, “Don’t you dare say another word, Dazai!” And then he latched onto Atsushi’s sides and dug in desperately.
“Aiiieeeee!” Atsushi squealed, bursting into giggles. He tried squirming away but Aku kept up with him easily, tackling him to the floor, tickling all the way.
The detective sighed again, this time in a dreamy way, and propped his hand in his chin as he watched them struggle. “Ah, young love.”
“Ehehehehehehehe! Quihihihihick, tehehehehehell me, Dazai!”
“Not a word!” Aku yelled, switching to his boyfriend’s tummy, a small part of him melting at the sound of his favorite person’s happy giggles while the larger part focused on distracting him however he needed to.
“You know I can’t take sides, children~”
Atsushi threw his head back with laughter and pleaded, “FIHIHIHIHINE, DON’T TEHEHEHEHELL ME!!” And for a moment Akutagawa thought he’d won, but then: “SHOHOHOHOW ME INSTEHEHEHEHEAD!!”
Shit.
Akutagawa jerked his head over to look at Dazai, who was getting to his feet, and something inside him started to crumble. “No!”
Dazai rounded the table quickly, coming up behind Akutagawa.
“No! Rashomon!”
The jet black tendrils of his coat lashed out at Dazai, and even before they reached him the mafioso knew it was useless. Thinking fast, he leapt to his feet, leaving his giggling boyfriend behind as he sprinted for the aforementioned window, fully intending to actually jump out of it now and make his escape.
But Dazai was fast, and he grabbed onto his former protégé with ease, dragging him back by the collar of his coat, effectively keeping him from using his ability anymore.
Akutagawa’s mind went blank. It wasn’t panic – although he was definitely nervous. It was one thing to have Atsushi tickle him in the privacy of their apartment or for Dazai to do it now and then just for fun, but both of them? At the same time? Working together?
He was screwed.
“Wait,” he cried as he was tossed onto his back on the ground just as Atsushi was getting up to his knees. Dazai pulled his arms above him and pinned his wrists to the floor, winking at him playfully. “No! Don’t touch me!” Atsushi plopped himself comfortably across Aku’s hips. “I swear, weretiger, I will make you pay for this—!”
“Oh, so we’re back to ‘weretiger’ now?” Atsushi teased, cracking his knuckles and wiggling his fingers just above his boyfriend’s torso, smiling when he jumped and let out a tiny noise that was somewhere between a squeak and a whine. Atsushi gave him a knowing smile. “The spot, Dazai?”
Dazai chuckled, settling in as if to watch a good show. “Oh, you’ll know it when you get to it. He can’t hide how much he loves it to save his life.”
Akutagawa was going to murder them both.
Atsushi jabbed two fingers into either side of Aku’s ribs and started walking them upwards in a teasing way, beaming at his boyfriend’s helpless smile, the way he bit his lip to keep from laughing. “How about it, Ryu? Feel like telling me yourself?”
“Never,” Akutagawa spat shakily, his voice wavering as he fought off his mirth. “Do your worst.”
Well, that was a mistake.
“Agh! Shihihihihit, Atsushihihihihihi!” Akutagawa burst into giggles the instant the taunt left his lips, his arms shaking in Dazai’s hold while Atsushi scribbled freely around his ribs and sides.
Dazai chuckled behind him. “Still holding on to the tough guy act, huh? Even though all three of us know you enjoy this?”
“Ahahahahahaha I do nohohohohohohot! Stohohohohop with your lihihihihihies!”
Atsushi clicked his tongue. “Lies? You’re the only liar here, Ryu.” He climbed up to his topmost ribs and vibrated his fingers. “You’ve had a favorite spot all this time and you didn’t tell me? I’m hurt. I could have been focusing on it for you all this time.”
Akutagawa shook his head defiantly. “I dohohohohohohon’t! He’s lyihihihihihihing!”
“You going to tell me you don’t like being tickled, too?”
“I swehehehehehear I dohohohohohohon’t!” Aku bucked his hips when his boyfriend suddenly shot back down to his bottom ribs – the worst ones. “GAHAHAHAHA Ahahahahahatsushi!!”
Atsushi shifted so he was looming above Akutagawa, leaning closer to him with a smirk. “You don’t? Not even when I do this?” He glanced up at Dazai. “Avert your eyes.”
Dazai scoffed playfully. “Please. We’re all adults here.”
Atsushi nestled his face into the crook of Aku’s neck and started nibbling gently, all while continuing to wiggle his fingers into the older man’s ribs.
Akutagawa’s eyes flew wide open. “Ah! Ahahaha, no! Nohohohoho, not that! Atsushi, stahahahahap!” He squirmed and pulled at his trapped wrists and started laughing in earnest, his resolve breaking with every tickle. “Shihihihihihit!”
“Language,” Dazai admonished teasingly, and suddenly Akutagawa felt fingers in his armpits, too, making him snort and begin to really writhe and cackle. It took him a moment to realize that his former boss had joined in on the fun. That he was being tickled by both of his favorite people at the same time.
“Ehehehehehehehe stahahahahahap! Bohohohohohoth of you, cehehehehehease this at ohohohonce!”
Atsushi murmured into his ear, “Gonna tell me now?”
“Never!”
“Okay.” The younger man sat up again, smiling wide with eyes gleaming, clearly enjoying this guessing game. He scooted back so he was kneeling above Akutagawa’s flailing legs and slid his tickling fingers down to his boyfriend’s sides.
Akutagawa’s laughter died down a notch once the focus on one of his hot spots let up, though he still giggled and squirmed and shook his head and spat out demands for them both to cut it out already, to let him go, that he didn’t have a favorite spot, goddammit!
But then Atsushi moved to his waist, and Aku’s breath hitched, and Dazai hummed knowingly. “Getting warmer, Atsushi~”
“Shuhuhuhuhuhut up!” Akutagawa’s voice was more pleading than demanding now, and even though his heart was already racing from all the exercise, he swore he felt it begin to pick up even more speed.
“Oh? Is it here, Ryu?” Atsushi teased, still tickling his waist.
“I’ll nehehehehever tell—” Akutagawa started, cutting himself off as he began to cough, feeling a fit coming on right in the middle of all the play. He shot a worried glance up at his boyfriend, but both he and Dazai had already stopped tickling, allowing him to get it out of his system and catch his breath.
Dammit, Akutagawa thought, taking deep breaths to regain his composure.
It took him a moment to realize Atsushi and Dazai hadn’t restarted their tickle attack yet.
“I’m…I’m okay,” he muttered, shifting a little, feeling embarrassed and silly.
“Do we need to stop?” Atsushi asked, genuine concern in his voice.
No—
Dazai let go of his wrists. “Your health is more important than showing off how much you love being tickled.” He started to get to his feet. “I’ll get you some more tea.”
“Wait!” Akutagawa cried, the word escaping him before he could stop himself.
All movement stopped. The silence in the room was unbearable. Akutagawa battled himself, trying to figure out what to say next.
Atsushi’s fingers brushed his cheek, drawing their eyes together. “What do you want, Ryu?”
And that, right there, was Aku’s undoing. Those eyes – those sweet, gentle, kind eyes that had never looked at him with anything but respect even when they were trying to kill each other. Those eyes and that voice and the quiet, genuine question were what finally broke him.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
“Keep…keep going,” he said, just above a whisper. “Please. Don’t stop now. I want…” Akutagawa used his freed hands to his advantage and covered his face. “I want more.”
Silence. Again.
Then a soft grip around his wrists, pulling them away so he had no choice but to look up at his boyfriend’s smile. “You do have one. A favorite spot.”
“Yes.” Akutagawa was done fighting, done pretending. He glanced over at Dazai, then back at Atsushi, pleading with his eyes. Imploring. Don’t make me beg for it.
Atsushi beamed, tickling his waist again, seeming pleased at the way his partner immediately dissolved into giggles so freely, almost eagerly.
“I was getting warmer, was I?”
“Yehehehehes!”
“Then…” Atsushi finally latched onto his hips. “Is it here?”
Akutagawa couldn’t even reply. His hands flew down to grab Atsushi’s forearms while his head tipped back and laughter – pure, unfiltered, belly laughter – poured out of him like a dam bursting, his smile wide and his cheeks red and unable to hide how much he loved this feeling. Unable to deny it even if he wanted to.
But he didn’t, he realized. He wanted Atsushi to know he loved this. So he could be tickled here more and more in the future, in tandem with the spots that made him scream and Atsushi smile like the sun.
“You were right, Dazai. I see it now,” Atsushi said over Akutagawa’s laughter.
Dazai’s grin was evident in his voice. “Look at that smile! You love it, don’t you, Akutagawa?”
The mafia part of him wanted to scream, shut up!
But the real part of him – the part of him only these two could see – instead screamed, “YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!!”
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magiciian · 11 days ago
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Musical Monday
ft guest @dusktexanler as the tickler and me as your singer 🎶🎤
In this performance , I was singing White Christmas while Dusk tickled my feet/upper body/ 😌
Stay tuned for more✨
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