#t-word blog

[mammillariatasay]

I only have energy for sketch memes

[urav3ragesw1tch]

Tickly hugs are without a doubt one of the best ways to tickle someone, like yes I enjoy giving you warm affection with my arms wrapped around you but… that doesn't mean you're safe from me tracing my fingers along your sides, and nuzzling your neck, just to hear those lovely giggles and squeaks~

Aww, what's wrong?~ I'm only just giving you a hug, why I'm not doing anyyything~

[freckle-lee]

a lil tummy tuesday bc i love internet validation! ✨️💖

[littleemoboy06]

Someone: What do you want for Christmas?

Me: TICKLES, TICKLES AND MORE TICKLES!!

Btw, merry Christmas everyone! :D

[mammillariatasay]

Заходит как то SFW художник в бар…

[voxobsessed]

ART NOT MINE @Tentabills on Twitter

(CW THEY ARE A NSFW ACC)

[666anxiety666]

✨️Sebastian Solace headcanons.✨️

Since my pressure tickle fic did amazing. I thought, why not do some Sebastian headcanons!!

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LEE

💙 definitely refuses to admit he's ticklish. He'd rather be experimented on again before admitting shit.

💙 Sebastian became way more ticklish after the experiments. Only finding out once he met you.

💙 his gills and VERY sensitive. If you want an immediate reaction from him, that's your spot. he'll scream the whole site down at just one touch of them.

💙 will try his best not to give you the satisfaction of him laughing. But he won't last long. ;)

💙 his ears are a melt spot for him. He'll purr away with his head in your lap as you pet them. But if you touch them juuuust right, you'll get him giggling. Be gentle with him ☺️

💙 once he's a little more comfortable around you. He would definitely let you tickle him. He'll play ot off like he's annoyed. But the second you touch him, he's a giggling mess.

💙 Sebastian is definitely a squirmer, so watch out! You've been thrown to the floor a good few times. 😅

💙 can't take teasing well at all! Normally he's the one teasing. So for the tables to be turned, especially in such an "embarrassing" situation to him gets him all flustered.

💙 "s-shuHUHUT UHUP-!" "If you dohon't quit that-! I-IhiHIHILL-!"

💙 once he trusts you completely, he'll even come and ask for tickles. Behing down in this abandoned underwater facility isn't the very nicest. He just wants some affection and affection. 👉👈

LER

💙 ooooh boy... he's evil. That's all there is too it.

💙 because of his size, he uses that to his advantage. Picking you up with ease and holding you tightly as he tickles you senseless.

💙 those claws are deadly. Not in an actual sense. They ain't that sharp, having been dulled down over the years. Which makes extra good for tickling. 🤭

💙 watch out for that extra arm of his! Sebastian will sometimes catch you off guard with it when you seemingly forget he has it.

💙 he'll tickle you for anything. As a punishment, to cheer you up. Or just randomly.

💙 Sebastian is such a tease!! "What? Don't tell me you're *this* ticklish?~" or "Oh, come on. I'm not even touching you yet~"

💙 knows all the ticks in the book. Counting ribs, raspberries, building anticipation, etc. It's like he was born to tickle! 🫣

💙 if you feel confident enough and ask him for tickles. He'll teas you to no end. "You want me to what? Speak up, friend..~"

💙 Sebastian won't go too far. He knows your limits. If you ask him to stop, he will. If you ask to keep going, he'll definitely oblige.

💙 afterwards, he's all over you. Asking if you're okay. Cuddling you and letting you rest. Just holding you. Bros soo sweet. (Yes I said so 😌)

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Yippee!! All done now! I love writing for this man! I'm definitely writing another fic on him, so stay tuned for that! Also, thank yall for all the love my last pressure fic got!! 🫶💙

[freckle-lee]

lazy sunday ❣️

no i will not stop doing the pose and you can't make me

[mammillariatasay]

Lazy meme

[urav3ragesw1tch]

We know once in our lifes, we've heard someone say how being tickled helps them feel better, but have you ever heard how someone tickling you helps them feel better?

That feeling alone of someone gaining happiness from tickling you, and in return, you get happiness from them tickling you and knowing they enjoy hearing you laugh enough to brighten their day is such a sweet feeling,and it's these matters that make it worth being their lee 💙

[littleemoboy06]

I'm such a dumbass that I can't even look normally at words like: trickle, ticket, tickled, ticking, etc.

I instantly get a mini heart attack because they're so similar to the dreaded t word 😭

[freckle-lee]

couldn't decide between tummy tuesday or titty tuesday so i went for both? 💖

[mammillariatasay]

–Come on, you'll laugh anyway...

–khh-Fhuck off!!

Actually there is a second frame, but I don't have the energy and time to draw it(

Maybe later...

[multiheadcanons]

MERCS AS SUNRISES

scout: a sunrise that doesn’t pan out the way you would think. thick, rolling clouds obscuring the more favorable conditions to create the pinks and oranges of a photogenic sunrise, but as the sun climbs higher over the horizon, the dazzling yellow rays that shine through each is enough to wake you. the kinds of sunrises where when a beam of sunshine hits you it felt it was made just for you. the sky is a brilliant, clear blue in minutes. it turns into a picturesque morning, regardless of where you are.

soldier: a sunrise from a cruel sun, most normally found in summers. the kind that, throughout the night you look up and see clouds rolling in and hope for an overcast day to break the heat wave, but as the sun rises it completely eradicates each and every cloud, leaving unbearably hot, humid mornings. the kind where you can tell from the reflection of the sun on your neighbor’s windows it may not be a good day to be outside. but somehow you will end up there.

pyro: a sunrise that comes during a wildfire. it’s red, and smoky, and it’s hard to breathe outside. the kinds of sunrises where you can’t see them, but your heart swells, then drops at the lack of the sound of wildlife. you hope they make it to safety. and as you quietly mutter a prayer, or words of manifestation for their safety, you are hit with the sudden question. what about your safety? how will you get out of this? is there a way out? you are sure there is. we are in too modern of a time for you to not have a way out. but the question will never leave you as you check your go bag. it looks like an apocalypse out there. hell is on your doorstep. you can only hope everyone makes it to safety. including yourself.

demo: vivid, bright sunrises. where the clouds all combine with the sky to give a kaleidoscope of colors. the kind where you step out of your door and are washed in a periwinkle, and if you wait a little longer the periwinkle changes to shades of purple you couldn’t sit down and recreate with the highest tech lightboard and the creativity and time of god and the eyes of a mantis shrimp. the sunrises that make you think that maybe all of the struggle is worth it to see sunrises like this. and maybe it is.

heavy: the sunrises that come after a nightly rain. as the sun rises, the rain softens. leaving you to rise to a wet, muggy morning. that smells of teeming life and plant matter. in cooler weather, you may even get a mist, or a fog that morning. the kinds that you feel you can wander into your front yard and get lost in. the clouds may never truly leave, but the rain is quiet, less aggressive. and for that day, that will do.

engineer: them good sunrises. the ones that literally stun you, the ones where you let out a “gah DAMN!”. bright and vivid and beautiful, everything is awash in pink. pinks warmer than the brightest flower. you are pink. and the sun is the bloodiest orange you’ve ever seen. and the clouds look painted, good god. big bellows of low, lazy drifting clouds dyed pinks and oranges you never thought possible. the kinds of sunrises that by all means had to be created by someone.

medic: hazy and orange. the kind where the sun looks red and it doesn’t hurt to stare at. passing slowly through something you can’t tell from the distance is mist, or cloud, or smog. the sunrise you wake early for no reason to watch, and as you watch it develop you feel the primal urge to take cover. today, mother nature decided she will not be kind. the clouds move slow, to the point where you’re not sure if they’re moving. but they have to be. because it’s only getting darker as the sun climbs higher. it must be a storm on the way. but you just don’t know.

sniper: the kind of sunrise that has you begging for less clouds. the kind where you look up and you see the whispers of pink and purple and blue from between the thicket of clouds. but as the sun continues to rise, there is no color. it’s almost as though you imagined it. just clouds that give you the heavy reminder that they would crush you if they were affected by the earth’s gravity any more than they already are. and so many anviled clouds in the sky, daring to drop whatever they hold alongside themselves. but not a drop of rain to speak of.

spy: a sunrise where it seems like no matter how late you stay up, you are never awake to see the clouds form and cover what could be another sunny day. but, if you’re lucky enough, you get to watch the rain begin. and as the sun climbs higher, the rain gets harder. it stops getting brighter after a while, as the storm clouds continue to roll deeper inland. a breath of fresh air the first few times. until they just don’t stop. these make for wretched afternoons. you stare at stars with the feeling that they wait for everyone to sleep to beckon the clouds in. it almost makes you want to stay up all night, if that keeps the clouds away. like catching santa. but you just can’t stay awake long enough, and you rest, turbulent as the clouds sneak in once again, its thunder dully rumbling before it rises everyone in the early hours of the morn.

[minnielvrr]

Lee Hyunjin thoughts~

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Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae, @reginald-stay09

Thinking about Hannie chasing Hyunjin around the dorm and tickling him like this.

Jinnie would be screaming bloody murder as they sprint down the hallways, Hannie's hands grabbing at his sides and squeezing a couple of times.

It makes Jinnie's knees go weak and he stumbles but picks up the pace when the ace teases him, "I'm gonna catch you Hyunjin-ah~"

They end up on opposite sides of the dining table, Hyunjin heaving as he kept his eyes trained on Han, scared to even blink.

And while he was distracted, hands snake around his hips and Minho purrs in his ear," Did you really think you could escape us Jinnie?"

It was all over for him. His face didn't even have time to show his despair before his lips stretched wide with a smile.

The older's fingers pressed into his belly, wiggling around and Hyunjin watched through slitted eyes as Hannie approached the two, a cocky smirk playing on his lips.

"Did you have fun running away from me? Hm? I told you I'd catch you, didn't I? Tickle, tickle, tickle baby~"

With that Hyunjin was tackled to the floor, kicking and struggling but ultimately, completely helpless. Minho sat on Jinnie's hands, his head cradled in the older's lap.

Then Hannie's hands found his hips and dug in, rubbing circles into the bone and changing the pace to keep the artist on edge.

It worked, poor Hyunjin throwing his head back and howling with uncontrollable laughter.

Desperate pleas and hiccupy laughter spilled endlessly from Hyunjin's plush lips, struggles weakening from the ticklish shocks that wracked his body.

The kitten's hands were at his ribs and underarms; kneading and scribbling and pinching the hypersensitive skin between nimble fingers.

Jinnie's body trembled and shook as he twisted left and right to no avail. His attackers were merciless and without remorse.

And all the poor boy could do was fall back and let the unbearably ticklish sensations take over.

The room was filled with Hyunjin's frantic squeals and giggles, and it stayed that way for a long, long time.

Certainly not until poor Hyunjin was a breathless, pleading mess of laughter, tears streaming down his bright red face, hair messy and sticking to his forehead in places from the sweat.

Not one person came to his aid, opting to not present themselves as possible targets to the overexcited duo.