#the way he's soooo ticklish I just-

[leffee]

Audio of my live reaction as I saw it and died from happiness ^ I just I just I just aaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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He's so cute he's so cute he's so cute I literally love everything about itb I just I

There's something in the way he looks in that first panel

And then there are Sunil and Russell's smug expressions

And their faked innocence

And I know I said it before but that band aid on Vinnie looks especially good and cute here I don't know why but it does

There's just something about the way he looks in general in this request

And then and then and then- *dies again* The way they-- and he-- soooo fucking cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

You don't undetstand what you did to me you really don't

If you get the chance can I make a secret request for @leffee? (She doesn’t know I’m asking) she loves the thought of Vinnie being tickled even head-cannoning that he’s super ticklish. Can you draw him being surprised tickled by Sunil or Russell or any of his friends? 🙃 Thank you! 

yeaaaahhh this one has been a long time coming. as with alot of my asks, sorry for taking... *counts, loses count* ...forever,,,

ticklish vin hehe

[mochinomnoms]

My thoughts, warning for NSFW if you’re in public and some poly octotrio goodness—

When not deep fried, octopus seems so squishy and gooey. The tentacles have to be ticklish, like touching the bottom of your feet.

Squirmy, squirmy Azul.

What I mean to say, is because Azul likes you so much, lightly grasping at one of his tentacles has him flushing and twitching in your grasp. He tried to hide it in public, hoping no one notices his beet red face. He’s burying his neck into your shoulder, half-heartedly whining about his “reputation”. Give his tentacle a squeeze and your octopus will disappear under the ocean, a drawn out moan washed out by the water.

Depending on their mood, the eels may help Azul out. That means targeting you in your weak spots, till your flustered twitches make you let go of Azul. Not that you mind.

A lot of the times, they won’t help Azul. They’ll hoist the shy Octomer out of the water, cooing at his warbled and moany state.

Push too far and Azul will use his tentacles against you, coiling around you and pulling you in so he can have his way with you.

— anon who wants to inject your writing into their veins

(gonna call you veins anon, and ty bb I'm glad to provide your regular dosage)

Azul is so so soooo shy in his merform. Azul does actually enjoy PDA, he loves showing you off and subtly bragging that he was one of the partners you chose. But getting to that point takes a hot moment, not even considering his rapid personality change in his merform. He's still trying to convince himself that you love and care for him no matter his form, but old habits die very hard. So it's up to you to press the sweetest, most tooth-rotting kisses to him and his 8 limbs.

It doesn't help that his tentacles are very sensitive to any simulation, so much information is gained from just his suckers alone! Azul is soooo whining about his “reputation” as he turned a deeper shade of purple at your antics. If you happen to grab at the most sensitive arm and focus on the spade-shaped tip, he'll be a cute moaning mess as he tries to sink further into the water. The twins are no help to at all either, which comes as no surprise. They're curling their tails around his arms, webbed hands caressing Azul's skin, and claws ghosting around his hips. Jade's cooing sweet, teasing words into his ears, encouraging Azul to be louder, to praise you for your good work. Floyd's busying himself with sucking hickies into his neck, giggling at Azul's high-pitched moans. If anyone were to pass by the hidden grotto the four of you took refuge in, they'd hear the cutest whimpers and gasps alongside haughty murmurs and giggles.

He does eventually strike back, his arms are made entirely made of muscle, and he is a couple feet bigger than the eels and quite a few feet bigger than you. Azul's got a tight grip around your waist after you took his spade-tip into your mouth and sucked. Now he's taken to using his tentacles to my you moan and cry out, nudging the twins to “help” him out. After all, he has venom in his bite, so he can't truly mark you up on his own. Come on now, Jade, Floyd? You left him with such a pretty flush and marks, do the same for our darling human~

[tastybluesprite]

A Not so Relaxing Break

Okay so I wanted to write for these two soooo bad. But I had to wait until I could actually see the movie lmao. Anyway the movie was incredible! Enjoyed every second. Seeing Logan officially return is just so amazing and I’m so exited because I love his character so much. Also, I’m thinking of maybe doing a part two for this fix because I really wanted to write lee!Wade but got tired lol. Anyway please enjoy this fic!

Warnings: Lots of cussing, and some crude jokes (this is a Deadpool fanfic)

Summery: Logan just cant seem to catch a break with Wade

Logan sighed as he rubbed his eyes a bit. The fire was heating him up nicely, but it made him a bit sleepy. Wade sat next to him him, mesmerized by the flames.

“Yknow peanut… I’m only saying this because I’m getting a more intimate vibe right now, but I would love to fuck you right here right now if we had a softer surface.”

Logan just stared deadpannedly at the fire. He was slowly becoming more accustomed to Wades shenanigans and jokes.

“Does everything with you have to be perverted?” He asked wearily.

Wade grinned. “Yup. It’s kind of important to my character.”

Logan was about to tell him how that wasn’t something to be proud of, but thought better of It. He wasn’t about to entertain his nonsense more.

Wade sighed. “Man I am bored. I feel like we’ve been here for hours.”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “It’s only been ten minutes.”

Wade scoffed playfully. “And how would you know genius?”

Logan rolled his eyes. “It’s a rough estimate, dipshit.”

Wade scoffed again, this time in mock offense. “How dare you! I’ll have you know that I am a proud dipshit! At least I don’t have the fattest stick up my ass like a fucking human puppet. I’m trying so hard to pull it out of you but goddamnit, you’re a fighter.”

Suddenly after that, there was a sudden noise. A small coughing, snorty type noise. Wade looked at Logan, a bit surprised. No fucking way…

“Hold on… you almost laughed… you thought that was funny…” Wade said, slowly smiling under his mask. It was a statement of realization.

Logan quickly frowned, clearing his throat again and dragging his hand down his mouth, and shrugged. “Uh. No… no I didn’t...”

Wade wasn’t about to let this go. “No… no no no… you think I’m funny… you laughed… you liked that joke…” his grin only widened under his mask.

“Look, I didn’t laugh. I… had an itch in my throat…”

“Oh you fucking liar!” Wade said with a chuckle. His finger poking out towards Logan.

Logan stiffened up and pushed at his hand.

“Stop it…” Logan growled tensely.

“I don’t believe it! My favorite little power bottom is finally gaining a sense of humor! Good for you!”

Logan rolled his eyes. “Shut up already.”

Wade only took that as an invitation to keep going.

“Come on… just admit I’m funny…” he said, trying to poke at his side. Logan tensed up more and growled slightly, trying to swat Wades hand away.

“N-never… in a m-million… years…” he managed out through clenched teeth, trying to push at Wades hands.

“What’s this…? Am I making you… tense~?” The merc with a mouth grinned. He poked more as Logan tried to push him off.

Suddenly he jabbed his lower ribs, and the Wolverine let out a yelp.

Wade grinned more. “I don’t believe it. The Wolverine is not only gaining a sense of humor, but he’s ticklish too? Incredible.”

“Stay the fuck away from me you pervert.”Logan glared.

Suddenly Wade had tackled him to the ground of the forest. Making sure it was sudden enough that Logan wouldn’t have the time to react. He immediately attacked the man’s sides.

Logan sucked in a sharp inhale, trying to hold in laughter.

“Come on Wolvie-Wolvie~ Even depressing and tragic grumps like you are allowed to laugh~” Wade grinned as he scratched his fingers up his yellow suited friends ribs.

Logan could only squirm and push against him, but it was no use.

“D-Damn… y-you… AH! Fuhuhuhuck!!!” Logan cried out with new released laughter when Wade found his stomach, digging in gently.

Wade tisked and mockingly shook his head. “Language you bad wolf cub. Does daddy wolf need to punish you?"

"F-Fuhuhuck y-yohohohhuuu!!!" Logan protested in his laughter, squirming and kicking under him.

Wade laughed and continued his relentless attack. “Oh this is just amazing!”

Logan finally managed to lift his hands and unleashed his adamantium claws, swinging them towards Wade.

“Oops…! Play nice now…” Wade grinned more and grabbed his wrists. He crossed them as if they were square hand bag handles above his head. Logan almost broke free from the grip, but the poor mutant weakened when Wade began to use his free hand, and gently scratch at his now vulnerable ribs.

Logan arched his back slightly. He tried to hold it in, but failed as low and wheezy laughter escaped.

“Ohohoho shihihihihittt ahahahaha Whahahahade yohohohohu ahahahasshohohole!!!” Logan cried out, trying to sound angry. However it’s hard for one to sound angry when helplessly laughing against their will.

Wade just grinned at the sight. “This is amazing. To think that the cool tough and strong Wolverine could be weakened by just a few fingers? Never would I have believed it.”

He went down to his lower ribs next, this time going just behind his side, right at the back corner of his lowest rib, and Logan let out a loud strained noise, which sounded awfully like a half restrained squeal.

“Holy fuck it just gets better. Did you just squeal? Is this your weak spot Wolvie?” Wade grinned, cooing at the poor adamantium built man as he gently dug more into the spot.

“Y-YOHOhOhuhuh FUHUhUhcKIHIhING DIhIHIHCK STOHOHOHPP!!!”

He arched his back a bit as Wade poked around the spot.

At this point Logan’s face was bright red. His eyes watering a bit from the laughter. When Wade started deeply massaging into the spot he let out a peal of cackles, tea kettle wheezing.

Wade realized maybe this was a bit too much. Maybe he deserved a break.

He slowly stopped, getting off of him as the yellow suited mans laughter died down a bit. Logan lay there, panting heavily and trying to catch his breath.

Wade grinned at the mess he made of him. “Sorry. I can be a little rough. Want some after ca- GYAH!” Wade cried out as Logan pounced and pinned him firmly down, growling a bit at him.

Wade looked at him nervously. “C-can… we talk about this? I mean… you… you wouldn’t resort to something so childish right…?”

Silence. Then…

“Screw you, dipshit.”

And before he knew it, Wade was thrown into hysterical laughter and squirming wildly as the Wolverine started clawing at any spot he can reach.

[ashonheavenscloud]

⋆。𖦹°⭒˚。⋆ ot6 p1harmony: favourite places to kiss you <3

a/n: FINALLY back with a little headcanon! this is all sickening. beware of cavities.

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☆ theo:

fingertips/cheeks: i’m gonna be killed for this by my bestie but i see it soooo clearly. whenever i think of theo i think of gentle domestic love, and what’s more domestic than soft loving pecks on the cheek? he probably loves holding you on lazy days and letting you play with his hair and hands, basking in the attention, pressing the occasional kiss to your cheek. obsessed with your hands in his and loves rubbing the backs of them and bringing the tips of your fingers to your lips. loves loves loves how it makes you melt… he’d have the most adoring lovesick expression😭 also loves grabbing your hands to get your attention and pull you closer to him, lifting your hands to kiss along the fingers. brb sobbing

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☆ keeho:

lips: to keeho, there is no such thing as one kiss. even when he casually kisses your cheek or forehead, he’s coming back a few seconds later for another… and another… and it somehow always comes back to your lips. and he’s a damn good kisser, too. loves taking it slow and fully enjoying every second and every movement of your lips slotted with his. he could actually lose himself so easily in the moment and forget where he is. gets so distracted if you put on a lip gloss or tint he just wants to kiss you SO bad. i genuinely don’t have another one for him because no matter what, he always ends up locked to your lips, tugging at your bottom lip, holding your chin in place with one hand and your waist with the other

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☆ jiung:

forehead/temples: jiung isn’t overly affectionate, preferring very casual acts of intimacy. he kisses you the most when he’s holding you, and even more if you’re sleepy. he just finds you so endearing :( he’ll pull your body close to his and run his hands over your back/through your hair, giving you gentle kisses over your face, concentrating on your cheeks and temples because those places feel extra comforting to him. and what he wants the most in the world is for you to feel completely comfortable and happy. because it’s the same for him—with you in his arms, smiling from the kisses he litters on your skin, he feels the most at peace. and if you did the same back, and pressed soft kisses to his cheeks? he’s melting so fast he simply can’t handle it😭 would love it so much, blushing and laughing softly against your skin

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☆ intak:

lips and neck/shoulder: first and foremost this guy is literally sooooo obsessed with kissing you omg. even that’s an understatement. he kisses you on his way to another room. he kisses you when he’s clearing dinner dishes. he kisses you when you’re reading and he thinks you look so cute😭 is literally incapable at leaving it at one kiss too PFFT and he’ll do anything in his power to convince you to let him steal your lips and your time even if you’re busy… uses his sparkly eyes and that pouty way he speaks to his advantage. when you give in he’ll be so smiley, happily curling up with you to kiss your lips and let time slip by. also lovessss coming up behind you and nuzzling his head into the crook of your shoulder/neck and pressing little wet kisses to your skin. loves when you squirm cause it tickles. will hold you captive and keep at it until you’re both giggling messes😭

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☆ soul:

nose/hands: soul gives the vibe of such an adamant, pure hearted lover😭 he’d love pressing small kisses to your nose especially! even little playful bites and nibbles on the tip of your nose to make you giggle </3 he’d pepper them over your hands too, especially when you’re cuddling and he’s curling his body into your chest and holding your hands to his face. he just loves making you smile with his kisses and he knows that the ticklish sensation of his lips pressing kiss after kiss to your skin makes you laugh. so he does it ALLL the time. also finds it so comforting to hold your face in his hands and observe your expression before pecking your nose and pulling you close. aaahhhh he’s precious :(

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☆ jongseob:

cheeks: seob is suchhhhhh a lovesick boy, i will die on the hill that he is a very open and eager lover. even if he's shy at first, when he gets comfortable he is very affectionate. always wants you to know how much he cares for you and a soft press of his lips on your cheek is the perfect way to give you that reminder without going overboard, especially in a public situation. in the confines of your own space, he loves sitting you on his lap and nudging your cheek with his nose before kissing gently, several time… will eventually trail across your face to the other side. between every few kisses he’s pulling back to look at your expression and admire your features, will feel SO proud and happy if he’s managed to make you blush or smile. + finishes every make out session with a kiss on your cheek, almost like a little thank you... i’m devastated

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[fourthavecafe]

Love your fics soooo much!! One of my favourite nsfw tickle writers! Would you do a fic where there reader is taking to a guy (maybe unintentionally flirting even) and she gets punished for it by Sakuna or any of them rlly?)

when talking to a neighbor takes an unexpected turn

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It had been a perfectly normal day. The air was crisp, the sky cloudless and I was just about to make a cup of tea when a knock at the door interrupted my quiet moment. I opened it to find my neighbor standing there, holding an empty measuring cup.

“Hey” he said with an easy smile. “Sorry to bother you, but do you have some sugar I can borrow? I just realized I ran out.”

I smiled back, naturally polite. “Of course, give me a second.” I disappeared into the kitchen, grabbing a small jar of sugar and handing it to him. “Here you go. Make sure to return the jar, okay?” I added with a playful chuckle.

“Absolutely. Thanks so much” he said, lingering for a moment. He made some small talk nothing out of the ordinary asking about the weather, if I’d heard about the neighborhood barbecue coming up. I responded cheerfully, happy to engage in a bit of harmless conversation. It wasn’t like I had much else going on.

The moment seemed unremarkable, but that all changed in the blink of an eye.

Literally.

I hadn’t even turned back toward my living room before I felt the world shift. One second I was standing at my front door and the next, I was lying flat on my back in my bedroom, limbs spread out and tied to the corners of my bed. The jarring transition sent my heart racing as my eyes darted around the room.

What the hell just happened?

“S-Sukuna?!” I stammered as my gaze finally settled on the figure looming over me. His crimson eyes glinted dangerously, his expression eerily calm—too calm.

“You’re quick to call my name now” he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. “Where was that loyalty when you were standing there flirting with the neighbor like a common street whore?”

“What are you talking about?!” I snapped, trying to tug at the bindings on my wrists and ankles. “I wasn’t flirting! I was just being nice h-he needed sugar!”

Sukuna tilted his head, his gaze cold and calculating. “Oh, you’re just nice now? Smiling at other men, laughing at their stupid jokes. Do you think I didn’t hear you?” He leaned closer, his tone dipping into something more dangerous. “Let me make something very clear to you. You are mine. My property doesn’t talk to other men, let alone flirt with them.”

“I wasn’t flirting!” I protested, my voice cracking slightly under the weight of his intense stare. “You’re overreacting!”

A slow, sinister smile spread across his face. “Overreacting? No, I don’t think so. In fact…” His claws extended, sharp and deadly, glinting in the dim light of the room. “I think you need a reminder of who you belong to.”

Before I could respond, his claws descended, not with the violence I expected but with terrifying precision. One pair of hands latched onto my sides, his claws tracing slow, deliberate circles over my ribs. Another pair ghosted over my armpits, while the last pair moved down to my hips and inner thighs.

“What are you doing?!” I yelled, jerking against the bindings.

Sukuna’s grin widened. “Teaching you a lesson. Let’s see how much defiance you have left after this.”

The sensation hit me like a lightning bolt. His claws dragged against my skin in a way that was maddeningly light but unbearably effective, sending jolts of unbearable ticklishness radiating through my body.

“N-no!” I gasped, biting back a laugh. “Stop it, Sukuna! This isn’t—ha—funny!”

“Funny?” he repeated, his tone mockingly curious. “I’m not trying to be funny. I’m trying to remind you that you’re mine.” His claws worked with terrifying precision, alternating between slow, teasing scratches and sudden, unpredictable jabs that left me gasping for breath.

I writhed against the bonds but there was no escape. The sensation at my ribs and armpits was relentless, but the claws at my hips and inner thighs were a new level of torture. Every time I tried to twist away, his claws found a new spot to attack, as if he had mapped out every single ticklish nerve ending in my body.

“Okay! Okay!” I managed to choke out between helpless bursts of laughter. “I get it! I get it—ha—please stop!”

But Sukuna didn’t stop. If anything, my pleas seemed to amuse him. “Oh no, we’re just getting started” he said, his voice calm and unyielding. “If you had time to flirt with your neighbor, then you certainly have time for me.”

“I wasn’t flirting!” I shouted, though my words were barely coherent through the laughter spilling uncontrollably from my lips. My stomach ached from the strain of it, tears streaming down my face as Sukuna’s claws continued their merciless assault.

His hands at my sides moved to my belly, where he began tracing maddening circles around my navel. “Such a sensitive spot” he mused, his tone almost clinical. “It’s fascinating how easily your body betrays you. Perhaps if you spent more time obeying me and less time entertaining others, you wouldn’t be in this position.”

“You’re insane!” I managed to yell, my voice high-pitched and breathless.

Sukuna chuckled darkly. “Perhaps. But you should’ve considered that before disrespecting me.” His claws at my hips pressed just slightly harder, sending fresh waves of ticklish agony through my body.

I thrashed against the restraints, my resolve crumbling with every passing second. My laughter turned into breathless gasps, my protests dissolving into incoherent babbling as Sukuna’s claws explored every ticklish inch of my body with terrifying efficiency.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he paused. His claws hovered just above my skin, and I sucked in a shaky breath, my chest heaving.

“Do you understand now?” he asked, his tone calm and measured, as if he hadn’t just spent the last several minutes reducing me to a helpless, giggling mess.

“Yes” I croaked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes, what?” he prompted, his claws twitching ever so slightly, a silent threat.

“Yes, I understand” I said quickly, desperate to avoid another round of his merciless tickling. “I’m yours, okay? I get it.”

Sukuna’s smile returned, satisfied and predatory. “Good” he said simply, his claws retracting as he leaned down, his face inches from mine. “Let this be the last time I have to remind you. Do you understand?”

I nodded frantically, my body still trembling from the ordeal.

“Good” he repeated, his voice a low growl. He pressed a fleeting kiss to my forehead before rising to his full height. “Now, clean yourself up and stay away from that neighbor. You won’t like what happens if I see you talking to him again.”

With that, he disappeared as suddenly as he’d appeared, leaving me tied to the bed, breathless and utterly defeated.

As I lay there, trying to catch my breath, one thought echoed in my mind: I really needed to stop answering the door.

[billskeis]

ᡣ𐭩 bill and his tank tops

you look at bill who you lead into the bedroom. closing the door behind you, you press a small but sweet kiss onto his lips that leave him smiling. “what’s up schatzi?” he asks, his cheeks are a rosy pink as he stares at you.

“you’re just so breathtaking, bill—like i can’t get enough of this look!”

laughing, he tilts his head, “where’s this coming from?” “i mean, come on, bill.. are you kidding? like you’re beautiful everyday but this hair.. it’s driving me crazy..” you stare at bill as he averts eye contact, clearly, you’re making him embarrassed by the unexpected compliments tonight.

but it’s true. for their new era, bill decided to get dreadlocks. tom says that he’s copying him but each of their hair looks totally and completely different despite following the same concept.

now don’t get it twisted, tom’s dreads were sick as fuck. but on bill?

it just unleashed this sort of sex appeal that cannot be explained, yet it suits him just right.

on top of that, for their humanoid era, bill’s fashion has been incredibly taunting. and it’s not just any piece of clothing, it’s the tank tops. let it be tight to show off his small waist and a little bit of bicep to prove he does a little work out on the side, it was sensual, and when you first witnessed it,

you swear gears started to turn in your head.

it didn’t pique your interest until one of the tank tops that bill wore was wayy more loose on him. slipping off his shoulder, “sorry meine liebe.. i just need to grab something,” as the strap of the tank top falls even lower, you peek through an opening to reveal his bare chest. he might as well have not worn anything today because he’s dressing like a total slut.

the little buds taunting you, as if they were trying to tease you on purpose. was he doing this to get at you or did he just completely not know..?

licking your lips, you rub your hands on bill’s shoulders, “can.. can i try something..?” bill’s eyes widen. the two of you weren’t really experimental in bed. your vanilla lifestyle had kept the two of you satisfied and never really branches out to the dark sides of intimacy.

until tonight.

“mmhm!” bill sounds excited, he himself wasn’t really the expert as mentioned, but would be willing to do and go through anything and everything if it was with you. you sit bill down on the bed. following after you swiftly take off the tank top that he was wearing off his torso.

a sharp inhale, as you looked at bill in all his glory. your eyes analyzed his body, he had also gotten a new tattoo that laid upon the side of his ribcage, it took four hours, and it was totally worth it because it was hot as fuck.

and you were the only one who could see it.

bill’s arms come up to hug his body in embarrassment, “y/n.. you’re staring s’much..” “sorry bill, can’t help it, my beautiful boyfriend is soooo hot..” you bring your hands to hold his arms that still wrap around his body. “now let me see you more? ja?”

he could only oblige when you lift away his arms with no trouble. placing each arm down to his side, you slide your hands up and down his chest, tickling him. “what’re you doing..?” bill’s chest heaves slightly, getting a little bit ticklish to the sensations of your hands moving across his body.

“just a little sumthin’” you stop your hands above his nipples. they’re so tiny. so tiny and so cute. standing above bill in front of him, all he could do was look up at you and bite his lip in anticipation.

you bring your fingers to circle around the muscle. just curious, into seeing how he would react. you would circle the pads of your fingers awfully slow, looking down at his chest and back up at his face.

twisted in confusion, bill didn’t know how to react. it was ticklish, uncomfortable. but some part of it brought upon pleasure, as you continued to move your hands across his chest the way you like, he could feel his pants becoming a tad bit tighter.

“you okay bill..?” “y-yeah.. feel s’weird, but i like it..” you come to sit and straddle his lap, kissing his lips and bringing your hands to run you fingers through his hair, “would you like me to continue?” bill just nods and looks back down shyly.

you grip onto his hair to make him look at you once more, “billy.. i need you to use your words,” “y-yes please..” “very well.” hands upon his chest, you fondle the tissue under your fingers while bringing his mouth to yours yet again.

you lick at his lips to ask permission, mouth slightly agape you take this as a sign and slip the muscle into his mouth.

bill didn’t even attempt to fight for dominance, tonight, he was gonna let you take over.

as your mouths entangle one another, you feel bill’s tongue piercing and run your tongue across it. while doing so, you thought to take it up a notch elsewhere and pinched his nipples.

“mm!” bill moans into the kiss, “feels good hm?” as you speak into the kiss. bill would just whine and essentially started to grind his hips onto yours after realizing you fully sat on top of him.

you lay bill down onto the soft mattress, legs hanging off of the bed as you still sat on him. trailing kisses down his body, you stop at his chest. “can i continue..?” “i need you to continue..” bill spoke with a breathy voice, he was needy, and was reallyyy into whatever you’re doing.

guiding your mouth towards one nipple, you take a lick and look up at bill’s face who’s eyes are squeezed shut and mouth agape. you further nip at the left bud while rolling the right between your index and thumb finger, almost pinching it.

switching from doing that, you suck on the skin around his nipples that cover his chest, leaving many hickeys. the both of you not caring where, just as long as they’re there.

you continue this stimulation until you feel bill shake under you. your body jolts up and looks down at bill. “bill! a-are you okay??”

his chest rises up and down, hard. arms raised above his head as he attempts to hide his face between that and the bed. his nipples were puffy and more swollen. the once small buds were now a tad bit larger than before, and you somehow made a ring of hickeys around his left nipple. the purple and blue discolouration decorating his pale skin, some of them following up his neck.

he’s a total and utter wreck.

not to mention, you look behind you as you feel a certain grinding at your butt and a wet spot that has developed on his jeans particularly near his crotch.

did he, did bill come by just having his nipples touched?

you laugh and giggle, bill playfully hits your chest, “you came!” “i-i know! god, so embarrassing..” “didn’t know my boyfriend was so sensitive,” “it felt really good.. i have to admit.” bill then brings your hand to unzip his jeans.

“now, let’s worry about this problem down here.”

[duckymcdoorknob]

LATE VALENTINE’S POST BC IM A GOOBER AND GOT MYSELF SICK

I literally love him sm and haven’t even met him in lore yet.

Lyney my beloved I just wanna 😘😘😘😚💋😚😚😘💋😗😙😚😙😙😙💋

I just wanna give him kissies until he’s giggly and smiley and-

Under Lock and Key

Ships: Lyney x Gn!reader

Warnings: FLUFF AND FLUSTERED LYNEY

Prompt: It’s Valentine’s Day, and your lover wants to show you just how much he adores you.

Tags: Genshin taglist .3. @ticklish-n-stuff @chrimsss

You couldn’t help but chuckle when Lyney’s gloved hands covered your eyes. It didn’t take a genius to know that it was him… You almost immediately recognized the cologne he was fond of wearing.

“Hello, Lyney,” you cooed.

“Aww, how’dja know it was me?” the magician pouted.

“I’m a psychic! And my next prediction is that you’re going to show me something.” You heard him chuckling before sighing.

“Do you trust me, Mon Cher?” His voice was hushed, and you felt his fingers twitch a bit over your eyes.

“With my whole life, amour,” you answered.

“Stand up, and let me guide you,” Lyney demanded in that smooth voice that always left you swooning. “Let me be your eyes and close your own… I will lead you to what I wish to show you.”

His protective demand left you dizzy and breathless. Nonetheless, you rose to your feet and closed your eyes. You felt his hands leave their place over your face and take your own. Suddenly, you felt yourself being dragged forward; you gave into the momentum and trudged along.

The magician guided you through the streets by your hands. His acquaintances waved to him and he beamed back at them and you two continued along the sidewalk.

You had only been together for about four months, but you already knew that you were head over heels for him. “Soooo… where are you taking me, amour?” You inquired with a small smile.

Lyney turned around to answer, but his breath caught in his throat. The sunlight was hitting you just the right way, and you were shining in its rays.

“Lyney?”

“I- just- don’t move,” he demanded in a sheepish voice.

“Now you sound like your brother.” You chuckled once more, shaking your head

A few more seconds passed and still no words were spoken. You peeked open your eyes and were met with your lover’s blushing face. It seemed as if Lyney knew that he was already in love with you as well…

“Hey don’t open-“ The magician gaped at you as you stared at him. Your eyes glittered in the soft glow of the sunlight.

“What?”

Silence.

A dopey smile grew on your face as you chuckled. “What?!”

The blonde exhaled breathlessly. “I’ve truly been smiled upon by the archons. Your beauty is unmatched, Mon Ange.”

“Such a smooth talker,” you murmured, grabbing his cheeks and kissing his forehead. You stuck out your hand once more. “Now, didn’t you want to show me something?”

Lyney nodded his head and smiled, taking your hand. “Close your eyes!”

Once again, the two of you were on your way. Suddenly, you began to hear the sound of tranquil waters below. Granted, they were quite far from you, but you could steal hear the peaceful sound of trickling ripples.

“You’re not going to throw me in the lake; are you?” you asked with a chuckle.

Your love snorted and fell into a fit of the beautiful laughter you’ve always so loved to hear. “No, my rosebud, I will not throw you into the lake.” He paused and chuckled again. “But if you wish to jump together, that is a different story. How about it?”

A fond exhale from you in return gave Lyney the answer he wished.

“Okay, now you can open your eyes.”

When you fluttered your eyes open, you saw the gorgeous waters of your homeland, the court, Marcotte Station, and your beloved.

“Oh, Lyney…” you whispered, “It’s beautiful.”

“That isn’t all of it, amour.” The magician fumbled in his pocket, his fingers lacing around the objects within. “Hold out your hand.”

You obliged, feeling a cold, metal object being placed on your palm. When you looked down, your eyes locked onto a small, brown padlock, which had yours and Lyney’s initials carved into it. “A lock?”

Your lover stood closer to you, draping his arm around your waist. “It’s ours for us to lock on the fence here.”

Before you could question, he spoke again.

“I want everyone to see that we belong to one another”

Your face warmed as you gaped at him, your hand completely still, thumb grazing over the small object. “Yeah…?”

“Yes,” he answered without hesitation. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”

Your hand clasped around the object as you threw your arms around Lyney. He giggled as you cradled his face and peppered kisses all over it.

Eventually, the two of you knelt down in front of the chain-link fence that oversaw the water. The magician cupped your hand as you snapped the lock into place. He pulled the key out of his pocket, handing it to you. “Just in case if-“

You didn’t even let him finish the sentence before you threw the key into the water below as hard as you could. “I will never change my mind.”

Without words, Lyney pressed your foreheads together as he smiled. “This was the best thing I could think of. I thought it might have been too early to propose to you.”

You kiss his forehead and turned back to look at the lock. “I wouldn’t have thought it was too early, dummy.”

When you turned back around, Lyney was on one knee and holding a small, velvet box. He snapped it open to reveal a shimmering ring.

“Then let’s make it official.”

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[heartbinn]

IN THE BATHROOM

or— taking a bath/shower with straykids!

Bangchan—!

-definitely bath baby. If by himself, he'd take showers, but if you two are in at the same time, expect a fluffy and slightly romantic bubble bath.

-you two would just stare at eachother, or, rather, he would stare at you, admiring you, and sometimes praising your looks.

-its free moments like these when he gets to express how he feels about you, and each time, he slowly falls more and more in love.

-it's very very rare that you two would get touchy while together, unless you want it. Channie either wants to appriciate the moment, or is too shy to do anything.

-you two would soak about atleast an hour, but really, its your choice when you get out. If you do, he follows you. Please give this man big hugs.

Leeknow—!

-do i even have to say anything..

-obviously shower. He'd argue back, wanting to use shower time for himself, but when you agree that he can wash you, its game on for him.

-and he'd make sure its sensible too, wouldnt just wash you but practically massage your body until he hears even the slightest sound from your mouth. He'd grip at your skin gently, squeezing anywhere he finds a little bodyfat. He loves your body and he kets you know.

-of course, you'd argue to wash him too, and after he finally says yes, he'd tease you about it until you dont want to do it anymore. Its just his way.

-maximum 20 minutes in the shower, he'd rather have you in bed.

Changbin—!

-oh he'd be embarassed.. he'd look at you over his shoulder with that little smile he has, and would spend just 15 minutes figuring out of he wants a bubble bath, so you cant see anything, or a shower, so you can see everything.

-well, even so he couldn't decide, you just dragged him to shower beacuse it's easier.

-and could you look anywhere but his muscles? Well..yknow the answer but really no. When you finally reach up and squeeze his bicep a little, he would jump from being sensitive, almost that he'd fall over.

-so babygirl, dont let him break his bones. Take a clear bath next time~

-overall about 25-30 minutes of bickering over eachother until one of you almost slips.

Hyunjin—!

-now.. its either he'd be really really really romantic during a bath or.. just straight up a menace.

-if he feels romantic, he'll have rose petals and shi floating in the water with a glass of wine like sudhsjdhusjdhdb baby

-but then..... if he feels lazy or just tired, he'd have fun in poking at your stomach and side, especially if you're ticklish. From here, when you wanna leave, he'll either pull you back and apologize or tease you for 'not handling his habits.

-don't blame you, he'd be annoyed too. But he just loves how you get all fussy at him.

-he'd come crawling back though

-baths either last two hours or two minutes, you can guess why.

Han—!

-another menace, kinda worse but better.

-absolutely baths. Dont make him convince you to wash his hair, he'd whimper intentionally, enjoying your red face. Its all fun until you pull on his hair. He loves teasing you but knows when to shut up.

-but he's still so cute. Give him little spikes while he has conditioner on his hair and watch him get whiny. Cutie.

-but he'd wash your hair in return too, suddenly understanding why you love massaging his scalp soooo much.

-baby boy, baths last anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour.

Felix—!

-shower boy like ugh so cute just standing there

-he probably wouldnt go in with you but just join you without a word. He's still respectful, doesnt look down if he hasnt seen you naked before, and only with permission.

-once he actually does get permission, he wont keep his hands to himself at all.

-so you either never get intimate in the shower, or every day. Even if you do, he's careful to hold you and himself both steady not to slip or fall, but eventually you'd get used to it.

-well, depending on what you let him it can be 10 minutes or 10 years(jk but about 30 mins, he'd switch to the bed after one round)

Seungmin—!

-if you manage to get in the shower with him, you deserve a reward.

-bro is an absolute menace, he'd lock the door, and would have long long showers himself.

-when you do get in with him, he'd be quiet and embarassed, just muttering to himself, until you help him wash his back or something. He'd hold you for some moments while the water just falls at you both.

-wont say anything but genuinely loves these moments. He's a quiet boy then.

-depending on his mood 5 to 15 minutes.

I.N—!

-the exact opposite, he wants you in the shower with him.

-like he'll actually beg you until you agree. He'd wash you, you'd wash him, everything would be smooth and movie like. Lets hope none of you slip.

-but he'd get tired from the warm water and you next to him, so showers are not longet than 10 minutes.

-after, you'd just cuddle next to a soft movie. He's a normal silly guy but has so much in him to love.

[lemonyko0]

Drabble in which jk just rlly wants you to play with his hair...

» koo drabble since his recent live inspired me <3

» fluff, established relationship

so, you made a mistake. well, by normal standards it's not really a mistake, but definitely a recurring pattern since jungkook has learned it's a sure-fire way to get attention and affection from you. it'd be more interesting to say it was some sexy look, or a particular pair of jeans, but unfortunately that's not your reality.

instead, for the third time in one day, you hear the footsteps of your oh-so loving boyfriend pad around the house undoubtedly looking for you.

you tilt your head back on the couch and watch as he comes into view, smiling as he sees you, “y/n~” he coos, excitedly hopping over the back of the couch and right into your lap.

when you last saw him he was playing video games, occupying the tv in your bedroom so you left the room. therefore, there is no true reason why his hair should be as horrifically messy as it is right now, and yet he’s snuggled himself between your legs and is staring at you expectantly, waiting for you to fix his hair. he wants you to run your fingers through it like you always do, to fix his part and comb it with your nails, massage that pretty head of his and sprinkle it with kisses and you'd love nothing more than to give into him, but you don't.

you pretend like you have no idea what he’s after, and smile at him, “hi baby, done playing?”

he nods, leaning his head against your chest and ruining his hair even further, “yeah, my team won each round.”

you grin and instinctively reach a hand out to his head and pull back quickly, and instead rub his cheek. he pouts in response and you ask, “what?”

he sighs as he picks up your hand and moves it to the top of his head and staring at you in wait.

you chuckle as you let your hand slide down to his jaw and pinch his cheek, “does your head hurt? i bought more ibuprofen yesterday.”

“no.”

“then what?”

the pout grows each second you're not petting him and he whines into your body, “why aren't you fixing my hair?”

“you want me to fix it? i thought you were trying to leave it messy since you keep making it like that.”

you hear him quietly sigh between your arms as he starts to piece it together, “i was just making it messy so you’d fix it. i didn't think you’d catch on.”

you hum, “ahh, so you just wanted me to play with your hair? you could’ve just asked koo.”

he shook his head, “that's not as fun.”

“so it's more fun when you're tricking me into doing it?” he nods cheekily, staring up at you with a grin. “you think you're soooo slick.” you roll your eyes and start to poke at his ticklish places as he squirms around on the couch trying to escape you, but you've got him tied between your legs and weakened by your relentless teasing until he’s pleading with you between giggles and his reddened face.

“pl-please! y/n! i'm s-sorry! please!” he laughs and you pull back, resting against the couch once more as he catches his breath, and if at all possible, his hair is even worse now than it was before.

“gosh, now your hair’s actually a mess.”

he rolls dramatically off of the couch and onto his butt on the floor, “guess i'll go fix it myself.”

you chuckle, watching him not even move a muscle. he slowly looks up to you and just stares in wait. he then pushes himself closer and closer to you until his head is practically in your lap, staring at you with a cheesy grin. “please?”

you take his face in your hands and lean down to him, “i love playing with your hair koo. just ask.”

he nods excitedly, “so will you?”

you pat the couch and he resumes his original spot, just without the pout. he relaxes against you, grabbing your legs and wrapping them around his torso, arranging you exactly how he likes it and asking if your comfy.

“of course.” you kiss the side of his head and you don't need to see his smile to know he is, and to no surprise at all he’s practically purring the second you run your fingers through his hair, and asleep in your lap within only a few minutes.

you can't fault him though, as you're out like a light too in half the time.

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thanks for reading and if you wish it didn't end so soon, i have tons and tons more in my masterlist, coded and everything <3

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[gaybananabread]

TickleTober Day 3 - Cuddles

I've been slowly revisiting my old fandoms for the event, and the MHA curse may or may not have re-infected my brain. Soooo here's some DabiHawks because I'm basic (TvT). Loving this event so far, it's really challenging my creativity and overall commitment levels! As always, I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Hawks

Lee: Dabi

Summary: Dabi and Hawks wake up after a night together, cozy in their bed. Dabi wants peaceful cuddles, but Hawks won't stop being a shit. Lucky for him, Dabi knows just how to get the pesky bird to settle down.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Dabi just wanted one morning where he could wake up peacefully with his bird boy. Just one nice, calm, soft morning. With Hawks, however, that was never an option. He had barely opened his eyes before he felt something poking his cheek. 

“Heeeeey crispy~” Ugh, that nickname… He wished the pro had never thought of it. At least his morning voice was nice. Dabi tried to tune him out, digging his face into his partner’s arm. “Mmmph. Go back ta sleep…”

Peacefulness wasn’t really an option for the winged hero. He was feeling playful, rested and wanted to mess with his man. Besides, twelve o'clock is a perfectly reasonable time to wake someone up. Not his fault that Dabi’s not a morning person. The villain groggily swatted at the other’s hand.  “But I’m not tired. You need to get up, it’s almost noon.”

Dabi groaned, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. Why did he always have to do that? “No. Sleep.” He rested his head against the other man’s chest, hoping to sway him to the sleepy side. He never got the best rest at night, even with Hawks by his side. Mornings were dreaded by him, he always tried to get a few more hours out of his partner.

Hawks just chuckled and shook his head. He was more than used to Dabi’s groggy morning routine. Still, he was a bit antsy, wanting to start the day.  Feeling mischievous, he moved his wings, gently brushing the tips of his feathers on the burned boy’s neck and arms. 

That got a reaction, though it wasn’t the one he was looking for. Dabi pushed himself up, gathering Hawks’ wrists in one hand and pushing them above his head. The ravenette was practically laying on top of him, using his strength and weight to keep him pinned. He was awake now. Hawks wasn’t worried yet, his playful smirk on full display. “Wohoah. Thought you were tired, Dabs. Don’t mind this, though~” 

Dabi rolled his eyes and huffed. That man… He was gonna get it. “Always gotta go there, huh?” His free hand rested on the blonde man’s side, drumming fingers against his bare skin. “Think I got a way to wear you out, birdy.”

Now Hawks was worried. The smirk wavered, a nervous smile replacing his confident grin. Dabi didn’t make empty threats like that. “Hey! Lehet’s- let’s talk about this!” He tugged at his arms, trying to free himself. Pinned on his back, Hawk’s wings wouldn’t be much help. He could get them to Dabi, but the fiery man would easily push them aside. Besides, he’d rather not draw attention to the sensitive appendages. 

“Nothin’ to discuss. You’re being a shit; ’m just returning the favor.” The fingers on his side bent into a claw, slowly scratching the area right under his ribs. Hawks bit his lip, refusing to break so quickly. Dabi wanted a reaction? He was gonna have to work for it.

He wanted to play hardball? Fine. Dabi could play hardball. He kept his clawing light and slow, teasing the other man. The claw climbed upwards, toying with his ribs before moving back down. He was gonna be cruel about it. “Silent treatment, eh? We’ll see how long that lasts..” 

Hawks could feel his cheeks heat up as he squirmed. He was only in his boxers, his lover wearing a loose tank-top. He was almost completely exposed to Dabi’s ticklish teasing. His breathing was only getting shakier, the tight bite of his lip wobbling. The winged hero couldn’t hold out forever.

The fiery man saw his reactions, chuckling. “Look’it you, all blushy and squirmy. Could eat you up, nugs. Actually…not a bad idea.” Dabi lowered his head slowly, his clawing fingers running up and down the blonde’s ribcage. Hawks kicked and squirmed, but nothing he did could stop his boyfriend’s lips from touching down on his stomach. The hero finally broke, squealing and bursting into bubbly giggles as he felt Dabi’s teeth on his stomach.

“GYAAAhahaha! Dahabihihihi noho!” Hawks bucked his hips, trying to get the other man away from his ticklish belly. Dabi chuckled against his stomach, sending little vibrations through the sensitive flesh as he nibbled and kissed on it. He was being so mean!

As if all the teasing and provoking wasn’t enough, Dabi decided to speak against his belly too. “Such a ticklish thing, aren’t we? Wouldn’t it suck if I spilled to the League about this? Even with your wings, I doubt you could fend off Twice’s little army. So many wiggling fingers~” He switched from clawing to scribbling, still focusing on the winged hero’s ribs while nibbling on his belly. 

Hawks was in stitches, giggling and squeaking like there was no tomorrow. His cheeks were burning, the teases hitting their mark and flustering the man. “Youhuhu s-suHUHUCK! GEHEHET OHOhohoff!” The gentle scraping of his lover’s teeth on his belly, the fluttery feeling of the kisses; it was insane. Correction; it was driving him insane.

In a way, Dabi was still getting his cuddles. He was pretty much laying on Hawk’s lower body, he was kissing and loving on him, and his partner was smiling. True, pitchy laughter was right behind that smile, but he wasn’t picky. Pinning his arms above his head and tickling him was just a part of the fun. 

“Bahabe- babe plehEHEHEASE! MOHOHOVE!” Hawks was quickly losing it over the tickles, the nibbles and kisses on his toned stomach more than he was ready for. He was used to Dabi being mean, but he normally wasn’t this cruel. He should’ve just gone for the cuddles…

Dabi’s head finally pulled away, a wide and smug smirk adorning his features. He ran his hand across his boyfriend’s stomach, wiping any loose saliva from his tickly attack off the surface. That man knew exactly what he was doing, and he was enjoying it. “Aww, guess my birdy can’t handle a few kisses. Maybe you should think about that next time you wanna be a shit.” He kept both Hawk’s arms pinned above his head, using his free hand to drill into the blonde’s hips.

Think about that next time? Oh, he’d be thinking about it for the rest of the day, possibly into the next morning. And maybe, just maybe, he’d do the exact same thing tomorrow. But at that moment, all he could do was laugh. “DAHABIHIHIHI! WHYHIHIHI AHARE YOU SOHO MEHEHEAHAN?!”

“It’s my job, Keigo. I’m an evil villain, remember? Gotta keep my bratty bird boy in check.”  That made Hawk’s entire face go red, the blush actually spreading to the tips of his ears. They seldom used each other's actual names, as they had gotten used to the aliases before they started dating. Hearing his name come from Dabi’s mouth, on top of the tickling and teasing tone…it’s safe to say he was flustered. Even better, the worst was yet to come.

Dabi’s eyes wandered, landing on his boyfriend’s wings. He had long since figured out how sensitive they were; that was hardly the first time he’d tickled the man. This meant that he knew exactly how ticklish his wings were, and just how to go at them to wreck the hero. His hand slowly moved behind his ribs, getting closer and closer to the base of Hawk’s wings. “Ya know, there’s one spot I’ve been dying to get to. I’d say I’ve been pretty patient, wouldn’t you?” 

Oh, that ass. “DAHABIHI- DABI NOHOHO! YOUHUHUHU WOUHULDN’T!” Dabi just laughed, leaning down and whispering right in his ear. “Oh, I would~” He let go of Hawk’s arms, quickly flipping the man over now that his hands are free. Hawks, both dazed from the tickled and flustered out of his mind, couldn’t react fast enough. He was straddled in seconds, both of Dabi’s evil hands scratching along the bases of his wings. 

When I say this man cackled, I mean he lost his shit. 

“NAHAHA! SHIHIT- DAHAHABIHIHI! IHI- YOUHU- GAHAHA!” He writhed under his boyfriend’s touch, the crazy ticklish spot driving him up the wall. He could barely think, barely speak, barely do anything other than thrash and laugh his ass off. Dabi found it quite amusing. “Damn, birdy. Got some pipes on ya there. Should be calling you songbird.”

Hawks ultimately gave up, resigning to his ticklish fate. He couldn’t get Dabi off his back, couldn’t focus enough to use his quirk, and couldn’t stretch his wings far enough to retaliate. He just pressed his face into a pillow, laughing his heart out as his boyfriend destroyed him with tickles.

Eventually, Dabi got his fill, seeing the puddle of squirmy cackling beneath him. He climbed off of the winged hero, instead laying beside him and pulling him close. Hawks was still giggling like crazy; the intense tickling left him with plenty of phantom sensations. Dabi just rubbed his back, placing little kisses on his forehead as he cuddled up to the blonde. “Easy, babe. I’m done, you’re good.”

It took a solid three minutes, but Hawks finally regained his composure, sighing into Dabi’s chest. The tickling had definitely worn him out; all the antsy energy he felt that morning was spent. In fact, he could use a nap.  He draped across his boyfriend’s sides, breathing out a sleepily muttered “jerk” before closing his eyes. 

Dabi just chuckled, gently scratching the pro’s head as he drifted off. It was gonna be at least a good hour before he woke back up. Looks like he was getting his cuddles after all…

[guppygiggles]

Late-night (early morning?), half-asleep ramble about (love letter to?) tickling under the cut.

People's bodies betraying them, as it relates to tickling, just... does something to me.

When someone is being tickled, and they are trying so hard not to laugh... but they are SO sensitive, so ticklish, they just can't help it...

I even like the word, unsurprisingly. Ticklish. Not just sensitive, but specifically susceptible to being tickled... a phenomena so unique, we actually have a word for it. It just flutters my tummy up when I hear that someone is ticklish... knowing that it means, if tickled, they're sure to laugh. There is just something so deliciously vulnerable about that, to me... something so adorable...

"Sensitive" is not a very precise word. It could mean emotionally delicate, or skin that is reactive, bruises easily, etc... but ticklish...

A ticklish person is going to be weak to a light touch, or a gentle tweaking, somewhere on their body... And no matter where that spot is... it's just so unbearably cute to me.

The way a person with ticklish ears, or a ticklish neck, will shrug their shoulders and tuck their head down when you whisper, kiss, or softly feather them there...

Someone with ticklish armpits or sides will press their arms against their body, usually doubling over, or even grabbing your wrists if they can reach them...

A ticklish belly will also make someone curl forward, either grabbing at you or trying to block with their arms wrapped protectively around their middle...

Tickling someone's thighs will cause them to kick, press their legs together, and sometimes crumple to the ground as their knees weaken, their strength betraying them as they helplessly endure the sensation...

If you can get ahold of someone's ticklish feet, tickling there will make them scrunch their toes down defensively, kick, and wriggle their ankles trying to get free...

Soooo many other spots, common and uncommon, and all with their own unique reactions... not just unique to the spot, but also to the person, which only serves to fascinate and enthrall me even more...

This is to say nothing of all the different ways people can laugh... and I'm sure I won't surprise anyone by saying I find all of those adorable, too...

High-pitched, "he-he-he" giggles, especially if the person is embarrassed about them... oh, don't even get me started on people who blush from being tickled... the way that makes me swoon...

Low, humming, closed-mouth "hm-hm-hm" laughter from people who try to hold back... and how deliciously satisfying it is when you finally get them to open their mouth and let out a big belly laugh...

People who burst into "ha-ha-ha"s the moment you touch them... or even better, before you touch them, if they are so ticklish as to react before the sensation has even begun...

The sheer, helpless honesty of people who snort, squeal, and even scream... things that simply cannot be faked or resisted, that demand to be felt and expressed...

All the other things people's bodies do... the way they tremble, flush, get sweaty, tear up, get hiccups, smile sooooo big, and flail around uncontrollably... the way they're totally helpless but to tell the whole story of what's going on inside...

God... yeah, man...

I think about tickling.

[tempestuous-tempest]

Romancing Hobart Brown: (Headcanons)

Hobart "Hobie" Brown. Some Punk-Rock anarchist who plays guitar and likes to play as the vigilante of sorts "Spider-Punk". He's soooo cool. How did you even manage to snag him? Well, that's a good question. One I'm not answering.

Responds to "Hobie", "Hobes", "Hobe", "Bee", and "Bee-bee".

Gets home from doing a job or playing with the band and most of the time just wants to chill out, maybe smoke a joint, and cuddle you.

It's a 50:50 chance that he'll fall asleep. Which he can do just about anywhere and you will be trapped until either he wakes up and decides to let go or you wake him up.

On the subject of sleeping, he likes to spread out and will take up the entire bed, including your side. And while you're trying to push him over to his side he'll either A; whine and complain if he's semi-awake, or B; Pretend to be asleep still and refuse to "wake up and move".

Continuing once more with this sleeping theme, he is a light sleeper and will wake up to even the slightest noise or touch so it's kind of difficult to escape his grasp when you shift and wake him up and he tightens his grip on you. How do you deal with this?

Turns out Bee-bee over here is very ticklish and will always move away and/or let go when you tickle him.

Physical affection is his thing. Especially the small things like a hand on the shoulder or instead of holding hands, you two have your index fingers locked together. He likes having you close and knowing you're there with him.

Lets you borrow his clothes, especially to wear out and it drives him nuts to be able to see how adorable you look in his clothes. And if you're small and his shirts or jackets are just the right amount of too big, this man will have the biggest grin on his face.

Let's you play with his hair and even sometimes style it differently, however it's mostly a rare treat for if you were absolutely sad and he wanted to cheer you up. Other times you will have to beg on your hands and knees while saying "pretty please with sugar on top" and giving him puppy dog eyes. And just maybe, he will give in. Maybe.

Expect teasing until you feel like your heart wll explode. He's very playful and likes to see you get all flustered by his words alone. Well, technically, he'll probably have that trademark smirk on his face or even a sly grin which also contributes in it's own way.

Sometimes, he'll hand-make you something out of random parts he "found" as a gift. They aren't always perfect but they mean a lot to you and him.

This is it for this list, might make a part two. I'm also open for asks about how else I perceive him romantically or otherwise.

[blushy-tigerrr]

story time with tiger!

so, as you know from my post earlier, i was blessed to be able to spend the past six days with @applesyaboi :3 it has truly been the time of my life getting to hang out with this lovely human for so long, and as i’m writing this post while waiting in the airport to fly back home, i already miss him so much.

the whole story is under the cut if you’re interested in reading, but before we get into that, we did make content :3 but i will be waiting to share them as a celebration for reaching 400 followers as i am only 10 away from that amazing milestone!

anyway, here’s the story <3

let’s start at the beginning: may 30th. apples and i had been chatting and becoming very close friends for about a month when we really started talking about the idea of us meeting up and spending some time together. we had talked about it in a hypothetical sense a bunch, but this was when the actual planning happened. we both determined that august would be the best month, and we then decided on august 8th-13th! it worked out really nicely with my job and him moving into his own apartment a little bit before then. shortly after that, i bought my ticket on june 8th.

and then the waiting began.

let me tell you, that was the roughest part, second only to having to leave today. i went through some really tough stuff during that waiting period, and apples was constantly there as a support system for me through anything and everything. that made me all the more excited to get to see him and thank him in person for how much he had done for me.

after a very long 60 days of waiting, the day finally came. i got to the airport ridiculously early in the morning and boarded my plane with little issue. luckily for me, apples was awake when i was on the plane waiting to take off, so we got to chat for a little the morning of! and it was mostly just “AHHH OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING!!!” messages hehe

once my plane landed, i got my bag and waited at the exit for him to pick me up. once i saw his car pull up, my heart dropped in the best way. when i saw his face through the car window, my heart started pounding and i almost was scared to move, but this silly goose made a little beckoning motion to me and i broke out of that easily. when we hugged for the first time, i felt all of my stress melt out of my body completely. he gives some of the best hugs ever <3 and that was just the first of many

we were both a little nervous still on our drive to his place, but the nerves dissipated pretty quickly. we got to his apartment, i got to meet his cat, and then we laid down to snuggle for a bit. we were snuggled with the intent on taking a nap, but i’m sure no one is surprised to know that’s not what happened right away. he had his hand on my side and asked if i minded if he tickled me a little bit, and i told him i didn’t mind of course. he was so sweet and gentle and showered me with compliments the entire time. he’s very good at making me feel beautiful and loved and also very good at tickling oh my god he’s so teasy and constantly got me so flustered

then, because i’m a switchy little shit, i asked him the same question. he said it was okay, and guys. for as teasy of a ler as apples is, he is also soooo ticklish!! he’s super squirmy and flinchy, and his giggles are some of the cutest that i’ve ever heard <3 he told me a while ago he had never been tickled before, so i did my best to be very gentle and careful with not pushing it too far by checking in and making sure he was still having fun and was okay. he did the very same thing for me, and i greatly appreciated it.

we also tried out a few tools while i was there! none of them worked on him (scam) except for the pursonic, but that only worked in one spot for him. for me, though? that thing is the devil. it tickles so badly in just about every spot you can think of. i think apples is just broken lol <3 we also tried feathers and makeup brushes which were suuuuper effective on spots like my ears and neck and behind the knee (mean), but all of that was incredibly fun!

of course, that’s not all we did in those six days although it was majority. we also went out for food a few times, went to a sports game, and went on multiple walks around the area. however, i think the only thing we may have done more than tickle each other was snuggle together. and that? was so nice. like i said before, he made me feel so comfortable so quickly, and because of that, we were able to be so snuggly the entire time which i know we were both very grateful for.

as i’m sitting at my gate writing this all out, it’s really sinking in how much fun this all was for me and how lovely it was to have a break from regular life for a while. it was definitely very needed for both of us. apples, thank you so so much for having me these past six days. you’ve truly made me happier and more relaxed than i’ve been in an incredibly long time. it’s been so lovely to get to laugh with you and snuggle with you and just be around you for this time. thank you for being so sweet and loving and kind and understanding, and thank you for being one of the best friends that i have ever had in my entire life. i love you so so much /p <3

[tickletails]

Ok so I wanna believe that Prismo has TRIED to tickle the Scarab before when he’s stopped by for a check up. He was being a stick in the ass as per ushe & Prismo was like “lighten up dude” & poked his side. Of course he got bitched out & the Scarab stabbed his hand with his cane for even trying. But now they’re trapped together in an empty box & Prismo is the silliest boy of all & easily gets bored. Luckily he’s just as easy to entertain!

Scarab tries to spend all his time cleaning to ignore Prismo but he’s just happy to finally have a friend who isn’t allowed to leave lmao. But when he just wants to hang out & the Scarab would literally rather scrub the floors, that’s insulting! & besides, he deserves a break even if he doesn’t want one. So he pokes him to get his attention, intending on asking if he wants to watch tv but the Scarab freaks out & hisses. Prismo realizes what happened & is so giddy because “he’s always wondered what his laugh sounds like!” & Scrabby is threatening him through giggles & he has no way to fight back against it. But afterward Prismo is so smug & teasy like “there, don’t you feel better now? I sure do! I think maybe all you needed was a good laugh!” Scarab is soooo angy & embarrassed it’s the best!

YOU. Oh this is so fucking TRUE i love the idea of prismo having such a mischevious side when it comes down to it and would 100% take advantage of finding out scarab is ticklish.. ALSO honestly i never thought about lee scarab before but this ask has opened my eyes thank you. i just know being tickled would make him so mad :3c

[orihimeii]

                   lucky

                                toji fushiguro

a/n: i haven't written in a while, i really really love reading fluff toji fics where he's just so soooo soft for you. this may not be the best drabble but i hope to write more soon!

hope you enjoy!

you knew how intense his work used to be before you got married and didn't want him to get into any more dangerous situations, especially for the both of you expecting a baby soon.

"toji. are we going to fight about this?" you grit your teeth-annoyed, closing your eyes and you heard him sigh. toji was worried, knowing that talking about his past can make your temper shorter.

"no baby, i know i know, i should've declined shiu's request." he says hugging you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist "but im sorry i still did it, you know how sometimes i can't say no to money."

you paused before you reply, "but we both have decent jobs and you promised" letting your body embrace his warmth, it never gets old. loving him will never get old. it's so hard to sulk when you know your husband so well. he learned the simple things to keep the love and trust for the both of you.

"i love you so much m'love" he murmurs, burying his face on your neck, leaving small kisses. "im sorry baby." he felt really guilty, the job he did earlier was not risky at all but he knows how worried you get for him when he does risky things.

"apology accepted toji" you giggled feeling giddy and ticklish from the way he was kissing your neck.

"you're so cute. now go eat, i made food" you faced him and held his face, giving him a peck. "i love you always toji." you say as he walked to the dining table with a big smile on his face reminding his self how lucky he was to have you.

[faegoddessog]

Stroke Yourself For Me

A/N: Soooo, I've been dipping my toes into digital art this week... Decided to whip this up today to go along with this little window into the fuckery that is my mind. I'm still learning (though I've done sketch art my whole life) Yes I used (several) reference pictures. I fear some of the values may be off, and of course I see all that is wrong with it... but I'll never tell. lol!

As always, if you'd like me to add you to my tags list, let me know!

Summary: Just a little moment when introvert time becomes exhibitionist time.

Warnings: Mature Material 18+, Masturbation, Mess, lil' bit'o praise, Fingering, PiV

It had begun just cuddling on the couch. Just quiet time. He was reading on his 

kindle, thumbing through the pages. She had sat down a foot from him, her own tablet in hand. She knew he needed introvert time and didn't want to interrupt. She just wanted to be near him.  Without looking up, he opened one arm towards her in the universal invitation for snuggle time. 

She slid under his arm and into his chest. Once settled, she let out a big sigh of contentment, he kissed the top of her head. 

It was like that for a while, until she came to the dirty part of her story. She was so sucked in, that she didn't realize she was muttering little oh’s and mmm’s of appreciation. 

Without letting on, Austin started reading over her shoulder. His fingertips unconsciously caressing her upper arm. His keen fingers that he could hold in just such a way as to look delicate, as though water were dripping off the tips. There were countless photo shoots of him, but none of them showed the reality. Not one gave away  just how strong and persistent those long fingers could be.

It wasn’t until he shifted, adjusting to give his dick just a little more room, that she noticed his e-reader was laying face down on the cushions. 

She turned to look at him. His eyebrow twitched and his jaw tightened, fire kindled in his eyes  She twisted in his lap to reach his mouth with her own. He had pulled her in hungrily. 

Now, she matches his desire easily, running her hand down the old tshirt that covered his chest, then up under it. He reaches over his head, and grabs the back of his shirt. It momentarily divides their face as the fabric passes between them.

Just the heat of his skin under her hand is another level.  She plays at the hairs of his chest and his hand roams down to the curve of her lower back. His mouth is on hers again, devouring, demanding. His tongue is just that little bit extra in her mouth. As he pulls back, in ebb, she sucks that rich of his lip in, the tip of her tongue flicking along the fullness. 

Lower, lower, lower her hand wanders as his glides around the curve of her ass.

She runs a finger along his waistband, teasing his skin with her fingernail. The muscles of his stomach tighten in and attempt to pull away from her ticklish touch. He smiles against her lips, humming out a tiny laugh. She can feel his sweet little cupid’s bow twitching against her lips. She pulls back to look at him, her pupils dark  with want.

“Sorry, didn't mean to tickle.” her voice comes out sultry and low. 

“S’ok,” he purrs out, capturing the beauty that is his bottom lip in his teeth. 

He wants her, wants everything to do with her, He’s so fucking in love with this woman. He’d endure anything for her, from her. He’s about to tell her this, when  her tongue rims her rosy pink lips and he loses all train of thought. What she could do with that tongue, he knew, was pure sorcery.

She leans in, pulls his lip out from under his teeth with her thumb and flicks her tongue against it in little kitten licks. All just a minor distraction from her hand as it continues to explore the rim of pants. She tugs at the button of his jeans, but her angle doesn't lend itself to ease of movement.

In one swift snap of his fingers, he slips the round brass stud from its capture, his zipper follows suit and he exhales at the sudden space his now hard cock is afforded. 

She cups him gently through his briefs as her tongue continues to make promises to his mouth that she may or may not keep. 

His groan, low in his throat, is everything to her. She loves him beyond words  and  would do nearly anything to hear that sound rumble in his chest. The sound of desire, of straight up need. His need for her.

Together, they free his cock, exposing it to the cooler air. He hisses as a stray hair he must have missed is caught in the zipper. 

“You ok?” her concern written on her face.

“Oh yeah” he rubs at the sting. She catches his movement out of the corner of  her eye.

“MMMM,” her eyes narrow as an idea forms in her wicked brain. 

Together, they work his pants down just enough to keep the toothed metal away from his sensitive flesh. 

She takes in the sight of him, shirtless, pants only partly on, freckles sprinkled over the surface of him, like kisses from Ra. She walks her lips over her favorite ones;  left pec, the three that slant across his midline like Orion’s Belt, and the darkest one down and to the left from his belly button. The last conveniently near the tip of his cock. 

The fact that when he was freed and hard like this, he could drip precum just above his belly button always made her wet. In fact there was a dewy drop threatening to fall right now. She slowly laps along the tip once, twice.  

The breathy ‘oh’ that falls out of his mouth makes her hips pulse forward.

Yes, when she first laid eyes on his natural asset, she had been nervous. It was just… big. He had seen the look on her face and luckily, he knew just what to do, how to handle her. He had worked her so sweetly and thoroughly with tongue and fingers that she begged him for it. When he entered her slowly, deliberately, she had rocketed straight up and was bounding over the precipice of her orgasm within a handful of strokes. 

Anytime she lays her eyes on it now, her Pavlovian inner walls prick with heated blood flow. It turns out that he fits perfectly into her cunt.

His hand alights at his base.Holding his big cock gently away from his belly between thumb and forefinger, offering himself up to her in whatever form she wanted to take him.

It was hot, in fact, everything about him was heat itself. 

Now, she trails her fingers lightly up his magnificent shaft.The grin on his face at her touch was all the encouragement she needed. 

She pitches forward, dominating his mouth. Her hand wraps around his and pulls it onto his shaft. 

“Stroke yourself for me,” she says against his lips. Before he can protest, she produces a bottle, seemingly from thin air. Clear liquid dribbles in a line along his shaft and over his tip. 

He freezes as the cool sliquid drips onto his fingers and skin. This was not what he had in mind. In fact, he had never done it in front of her, or anyone for that matter. 

“C’mon baby, show me how you work that gorgeous cock,” she murmurs in his ear, sensing his hesitation.

Her sultry voice, her hot breath on his skin, the way her hips press against his leg leaves no space for the embarrassment that was trying to surface.   

“Please, Sugah”  she slips ever so slightly into a prettily demanding southern accent. The one that always gets her what she wants, the one that has come to drive him wild. 

“I- I don’t usually use this hand,” his mind trying to hold the two opposing thoughts of wanting to yet not. 

“Hmm, quite the dilemma then huh, cuz that’s the one that’s messy and this other one is busy bein’ all ‘round me.” She snuggles deeper into the crook of his arm. 

He tries moving the muddled hand. It feels awkward to him, like he’s never touched himself before. 

“I don’t know baby, it’s … I’m…” he stutters, those high cheekbones flushing as he breathes out what could almost be a petulant sigh. 

“You can do it,” she encourages, “we are in no hurry my love, just close your eyes and find what feels good.” She trails her fingers over the ridges of his abs. 

He nods, licking over his bottom lip before trapping it with his top teeth again. He shuts his eyes. He starts with his thumb and first two fingers, slowly up and down his now slick shaft. Short strokes become longer ones as his hand finds a metaphorical footing.

Her fingertips trace down to his legs, her nails scratch light lines up his thigh. He moans as even through the jean material, the sensation adds to his pleasure. His hand starts to grip, fisting up and down his cock. 

She watches the muscles of his forearm pop as he pauses now and then edging himself just a bit. His eyes are still screwed up tight, little lines forming between them on his forehead. The way his lips fall apart is just delicious. 

“Fuck, baby, you are so hot, I love watching you pleasure yourself,” the murmur in his ear spurring him on. More lube drips from the bottle onto his tip, then into her hand. Her palm gently cups around his balls.

“Oh fuck yeah,” it comes out more breath than vibration as his eyelids flutter. The tips of his fingers dig into her back as she massages his sac. 

The tension travels outward: squirming hips, wave of motion up his arched spine, his chin tilted up. All of it before his abs tighten and curl him in. She can tell his body just wants to fuck, primal and instinctual.  

His strokes move short and fast over his head, then long and slow over his whole length. 

Little fretful moans begin to escape him, like he’s begging for permission to cum, even though he’s in total control. 

“That's it.  You gon’ cum for me?” Her voice drips over him like honey as she drapes her leg over his. 

“Uh huh,” comes his simpering reply.

She starts to tongue the nipple nearest her, sucking in the tiny nub, grazing it with her teeth the way she knows he likes it. 

His whimpering moans are like music to her ears. His glutes flex, his feet try to find purchase, his body is shaking.

“God, it’s so sexy,” she says more to herself than him. Her pussy squelches in her panties as she presses against him, desperate for friction against his thigh. 

His edgy , percussive sounds give way to deep grunts. His hand stills as his hips jut forcefully forward, fucking his length up into the ring of his fist. 

She can feel his testes tighten to his body. 

“Let me hear you sugar.” She extends one wet finger behind his balls doing her best to stay light and steady in the storm of his passion. His hip thrusts rub the pad of her finger across his tight little pucker. It is his total undoing. 

Long, loud growls accompany the strain of his hips and gnashing of his teeth. His pelvis tucks and his abs are rock hard.

White cream spurts from his tip, a milky line from his sternal notch to his belly button and back again. He seethes, air hissing in and out from between clenched jaw.

“Good boy, that’s what I want,” she rises. In one motion she straddles his chest, skirt hiked and rubs her cotton panties on his cum covered chest. She’s not even thinking right now, her need is cardinal. 

His hand is still on his cock, arm trapped under her leg. He never thought someone riding his chest would be so fucking hot. 

Still panting, his other hand wiggles its way under the sticky fabric. His fingers find the wettest pussy he ever felt. The fact that his jerking off is what has her clit drowning like this is not lost on him.

She drives back onto his fingers, leaning forward over him to let him get deeper. Her tits jiggle under her shirt. She lifts it and feeds him one of her nipples. He eagerly suckles, just like she likes. 

“MM, can you get deeper?” she moans, 

“You want my dick, it’s still hard,” his voice is low and sultry around her nipple.

She doesn’t answer, not verbally at least. Her body says it all as she scoots back and  he pulls the sodden cotton aside as though he’s done it a thousand times. She gyrates her hips, seating his tip. 

 When she finally slides back. They both groan loudly; he at the warm heat enveloping him, she at being so utterly and perfectly filled. 

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