#tickle tw

[f4y3w00d5]

This case is making me so fucking angry. theyre using common transphobic language, and also theyre not even HIDING their BLATANT FUCKING TRANSPHOBIA-

Wanna see the poster that made me aware of this current bullshit going on?

The second paragraph. 'Roxy Tickle is a man that wants to be a woman.' Okay, well a simple google search says shes transgender. Going a bit more in depth? She has done Three years of hormone therapy and gender reaffirmation surgery. Like this isnt a transgender woman who has done nothing to change her identity, she's got surgery and 3 years of hormone therapy! And looking more into it? She has said;

"I am now legally a woman.

“I am already allowed to have a female gendered passport thanks to the letter from my GP confirming that they are treating me.

“I only have one step left - to update my birth certificate to say that I’m female.

“I needed two medical specialists saying they have seen my genitals and they both needed to sign a form in the presence of a JP.

"These are the most extreme levels of identity proof I’ve ever come across – to have to show your genitals to an MD is embarrassing to prove who you are. The documentation has all now been completed and I will mail it this weekend."

That was all 4 years ago. 7 years of this shit now. (as of today, april 11th, 2024)

And the poster still refers to her as a he?

And thats the picture they use. Now heres a better one.

That was deliberate. They used an unflattering photo of her, and a very flattering one of Sall, just to try and tip people to Salls side. Common marketing ploy.

More research shows that she now has her birth certificate identifying her as female.

And this isnt enough?

By her logic, shouldnt a trans man be allowed on giggle, no matter how far through transitioning they are, purely because they were born female? I get the feeling that she would say no. This is simply blatant transphobia. Personally, I cant do anything, being a minor. I'm not sure how far this case is along, seeing as it started 2 days ago.

But I simply cant let this slide. When I saw it this afternoon it made me so fucking angry.

This case could change a lot of things. Make a lot of changes that make everything far worse for non cis gendered people, potentially influencing things world wide

[keithbutgay]

So I don't know if anyone has been keeping up on this case, but I tried looking for posts on it and I've only found transphobic rants and comments. So just... spreading awareness.

There is an ongoing case in Australia currently (the hearing has concluded but the ruling has not been announced) where Roxy Tickle, a trans woman, is suing the Giggle for Girls app and its founder for $100,000, plus another $100,000. Giggle for Girls is a platform exclusively for women, and Roxy was banned from the app after joining.

The app already has a lot of problematic features on it. For example, any new user is required to submit a selfie-- a photo which is then analyzed by ai to determine whether or not the user is a woman. For Roxy, the ai wasn't the issue, however-- in fact, she used the app for several months with no problem. Instead, the owner of the app manually and purposefully overrode the ai, revoking Roxy's access to the app, because she saw her profile. She then refused to reinstate her account and blocked her.

The founder of the app, Sall Grover, has knowingly and persistently misgendered Roxy dozens of times in interviews, articles and posts. I have a chrome extension that shows if a website is queerphobic or not, and when I look up Roxy's name there are only two results not in red.

As well as this, the additional $100,000 dollars Roxy is suing for? That's because of an online campaign waged against her by Grover, who has a large platform on Twitter. Katherine Deves, who had been representing Giggle in court tried to get the case thrown out. And Grover quite literally called in evolutionary biologist Colin Wright to advocate for her case. He's giving evidence for the trial.

There is a fundraiser to "reclaim sex based rights and protections for all women and girls" created specifically for this case. It has raised over $500,000, and that number is still growing.

Anyways. I don't know if I was just the last one to know about this, but the fact that I even found out about this case was because of a post a terf made scares me.

If anyone else has any more information, please add onto this post! And if I missed anything, or said anything wrong, please correct me.

Thank you for taking this time out of your day.

If you want to read more about the case, I would check out these articles:

[itsdefinitely]

fun times

[crustycrackhead]

*Throws my swampcat brain rot at y’all*

Swampcat MorningKrem (Morning Frost x Kremy Lecroux)

I’m in literal rare pair hell man, no one understands me nor my freak. I’m gonna be the crazy one that draws them like crazy (draws them only once)

Clean Freak 4 Clean Freak, they both particular and shit okay?!?? SIGH, they would prolly even hold hands but to me… they can be silly (do taxes togther)

[alechans-cutetickles]

🇺🇸:look what i found on pinteres O//△//O

🇮🇹:Guardate cosa ho trovato su pinteres O//△//O

[guppygiggles]

No tickle softer than cloud kisses~

[yukaii]

to commemorate scorpy replaying frogger a couple days ago i redrew a frogger smoking a blunt i drew years back. old (like 3 years old) one under the cut

[thelastsaiyanprincess]

there is no other kink on god's green earth that touts having a 'sfw' side of the community. just think about trying to justify this shit to someone.

"oh im into somno but its because i like the feeling of being touched while i'm half asleep, it doesnt turn me on though!"

"i like platonically having my toes sucked but only by friends and not in a sexual way!"

"im not one of those gross nsfw blogs, i like being peed on because it makes me feel safe and loved!"

ridiculous, right? so why make an exception for tickling? because it's "innocent"? because its "not as intense"?

you are touching intimate parts of someone's body, or having them touched, and getting enjoyment from it. hate to break it to you, but that's not as innocent as you like to pretend it is.

also, arguing that it's "innocent fun" is how adults manipulate minors into thinking it's okay AND GET AWAY WITH IT. look up how adults plant the first seeds of grooming by inappropriately touch minors. tickling and other playfighting is on that list. the more we keep normalizing this "sfw" crap the more situations like this one will occur.

[harryborontantalum]

Been visiting home, kinda bored. Taken some pictures of my self I like, the second and third I'm flexing so hard in lol

[msbyslilbimbo]

I love your work so much btw. One of the best nsfw writers out there

Pleaaasse consider doing a short part 2 to this one: https://www.tumblr.com/msbyslilbimbo/758749459654066176/bvhbfdgvv-gojo-tickling-you-while-geto-sleeps-just

Obvs no pressure but it was sooo good!

UR SO SWEEEEEEEET 🥹☺️ ofc I’ll do it, it was one of my favessss to doooooo!!!

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fifteen fingers dance over your body as four eyes glare down at you, five other fingers being used to cover your mouth and keep your screams of ticklish agony down. “wouldn’t want to wake the neighbors like you woke me,” geto reminds you.

“otherwise we’d have to make them come over here and tickle you too. hear that toji guy’s a little bit of a freak,” gojo teases.

with your exhausted arms pinned under the heavy weight of geto’s body, you helplessly fist your hands and slap his lower back as his stays buried under your arm, scratching meticulously against the nerves. every now and again, his touch dips to your highest rib, causing a new wave of shriek to come out of your covered mouth, and he merely smirks at you. “perhaps you should’ve thought twice before you woke me, angel girl.”

fuck you, you think to yourself, and as if reading your mind, gojo clicks his tongue, “oh, she hates you right now.”

“and i hate being woken up at obscure hours because you decide to tickle her, yet here we are.”

gojo’s hands stay busy with dancing over your tummy, scratching at the small pudge below your navel before squeezing the sides of the small divot. “what’s the matter, hmm?” he croons, and you wail under geto’s hand. “ticklish lil’ belly button?”

fuck you! your thoughts continue. your brain is mush otherwise, only fixated on the digs and scratches against your sensitive flesh, sending chills down your spine and making all of your nerves leap into panic. your body jerks and twists as much as it can, but given the time they’ve taken to break you, there isn’t much fight left. especially with gojo sitting on your knees, rendering your lower half completely immobile.

when his nimble fingers slither down to your hips, you shriek again, so loud you taste metallic, so forceful you feel geto press harder to suppress your misery, and gojo laughs at your agony, “ooo, i think i found the tickle spot!” he sings. he absolutely digs into your writhing hips, thumbs drilling cruelly into the bones. you sob under geto’s hand, body going limp as all signals in your brain cross at the sensation. every fiber of your being, bit of your soul, every cell in your body fixates on the tickling of your hips, and you’re left to laugh and laugh as this goes from tickle torture to tickle hell.

“if you lick her navel, she’ll moan, satoru,” geto reminds him.

“maybe i don’t want her to moan,” the white haired male shrugs. “maybe i want her to break.”

your heart sinks, and your eyes screw shut to try and block out the sensations and teasing words from both men, and in your fight, a tear rolls down your cheek, slipping over geto’s fingers.

with that, he stops tickling you, and gojo follows soon after.

“if you want her to break, i think you’ve succeeded,” he says softly.

gojo shrugs, “guess the big tough girl can always be taken down by some tickles,” he snickers. his long legs swing off of you and his body lays down next to you, while suguru gathers you in his arms and holds you close, shushing you while you whimper and cry softly.

“it’s over now,” he soothes. “you did so well.”

“i want those pretty feet next time, suguru,” gojo hums. “taste those pretty toes, tickle up those arches-“

“enough,” geto shushes, noticing your whimpers and curls for him to protect you. “you’ll have all the time in the world to tickle her later, yes? for now, she needs rest.”

“you’re right,” gojo sighs, laying down next to you. he props his head with his hand and lets a warm hand circle your belly, working out the phantom tickles. you sniffle and jerk away, but at the warm, heavy palm, you mewl and curl into his touch. “because next time, im tickling your hips until you safeword. until pretty tears come out and you’re begging for me to stop.”

geto chuckles, “i look forward to watching that.”

you whimper.

because you know gojo is always a man of his word.

[thegoldencontracts]

Hey! I love your writing and was wondering if I could please request something myself?

Perhaps something where the reader finds out Azul is ticklish?

No pressure ofc^^ I’ll enjoy anything you write. Thank you!

- 🐙

Of course, thank youu for the request! I love the idea of him getting sooo embarrassed and ofc teasingly "oblivious"!reader bc I'm a sucker for flustered Azul and of course PININGGG

That's Preposterous!

Summary: Azul always seems so- perfect, always calm and in control. So when you find a new way to break his composure, you can't help but tease him about it.

Notes: So lovely to write, tw for tickling in case it's a trigger for you

Azul was always calm. Always in control. There was no denying that. You loved that side of him, all those talents, his voice, his grades - all obtained through hard work.

But you also loved to see the little cracks in his composure. The Azul beneath the mask of a perfect businessman. You'd made a little mental scrapbook of all these occasions, like you he blushed when you called him beautiful, or the way he got pouty whenever someone talked about his mess-ups during flight class. You seriously loved seeing those little slip ups.

...Seven, you were so crushing on him. You could practically hear Ace laughing at you for not just confessing already. But that wouldn't happen, because Azul would probably just reject you on the spot. He always talked about how dumb love was, after all.

For now, you'd just have to be satisfied with continuing to try and break through his composure. And hey, sometimes, it worked!

Like now. You were studying with him in the as, and while trying to reach for a book behind Azul, and you accidentally grazed his midsection.

The yelp you received was priceless.

"Huh?" You asked, though a second later, it was pretty apparent what happened. You could feel the grin stretch across your face. Getting that book wasn't important. Right now, you'd just found a new way to break through Azul's composure.

"Azul."

It was lilting, teasing, even, and Azul pretty quickly began to realize what you'd realized.

Azul Ashengrotto was ticklish? Another weakness to add to your little mental scrapbook.

"Is something wrong, Azul?" You asked in the most innocent-sounding voice you could muster.

Azul's eyes narrowed.

"I'm certain you understand the issue," he said, though no amount of defensiveness could hide the way his cheeks were turning red.

Somehow, you felt even more smug than before. This was going to be fun.

"No, no," you said. "Something has to be wrong! Maybe, you're sick? Let me check your temperature."

And so, you skittered your fingers all over his midsection, making it pretty evident that you did not, in fact, think he was sick, and were simply trying to mess with him, because people usually didn't usually check for a fever on the stomach.

Azul kept his lips stubbornly pressed shut, though he still ended up letting out a yelp right before he pushed your hands away.

"C-Cease this at once," he said, cheeks now bright red.

"Why?" You asked, and just as he was about to retort, you poked at his stomach. "Are you sore here or something? If so, I can always help!"

You sounded so innocent there it was actually impressive. Azul, meanwhile, couldn't hold in his laughter anymore.

"S-Shut it, you a-absolute-" Azul cut himself off with laughter. "Creti- Gah!"

Just as he was about to call you a cretin, you upped your attack, sending him into a full-on giggling fit.

"Really, Azul, tell me, what's happening? Why exactly are you laughing so hard? Did I say something funny?"

Azul glared at you as if to say 'How the fuck do you expect me to reply when I'm laughing too hard to talk', though it was hard to take him seriously when his cheeks were bright red and he had the biggest - forced, but still - smile on his face.

You still slowed down. You didn't want to actually cause him pain, after all. As much as you hated to admit it, you loved him way too much for that.

Finally slowing your assault, you shot Azul what was probably one of the coolest looking impish grins of all time.

"So," you started. "Is something wrong, Azul?"

It seemed like the dots had finally connected in Azul's brain. There was only one way to get out of this.

He'd have to admit he was ticklish.

"I-I'm afraid I'm rather..." He trailed off, ducking his head in embarrassment. You weren't having any of that. You scratched a finger under his chin, making him look up with a yelp. "Ticklish."

His face was bright red, eyes looking anywhere but you, and his hair ruffled. You couldn't help but grin as you finally removed your fingers. He looked so- mesmerizing like this.

"Glad to see you admitted it," you said, because the oblivious act had served it's purpose.

Azul just glared at you, but the pout on his face made it much less intimidating.

"Don't speak a word of this to anyone," he said. "Do you understand- Gah!"

You cut him off with a quick poke, and he looked at you incredulously.

"Aww, is Azul embarrassed that he-"

"Get out!" He said, voice cracking midway. He was really embarrassed about this, wasn't he?

You were going to stop for now, though. Or else you feared he might just explode considering how red his face was getting.

"Fine, fine."

As you left the office, though, you managed to catch a glimpse of Azul's fond smile, his little goodbye wave while he thought no one was looking.

[giggly-squiggily]

Prank and Chase (Demon Slayer)

Heyo! Happy Tickletober everyone! This is a bit of a fic trade with the amazing @gladdygirl18! Since she's offered me a day for this month, I wanted to do the same; thus bringing you this fic! :D It's inspired by the famous TenRen chase video! I hope you like it, friend! :D

CW: Swearing, food mention

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@myreygn @thatbigbisexual29 @duckymcdoorknob @wolfyeatstacos @baby-tickles2022 @cupcake-spice13 @t-wordiiish @sarahmaystock5578 @rachi-roo @mystwrites @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @giggly-toybox

Tengen couldn’t hear any of the words Sanemi or Obanai were saying. He didn’t care any longer.

All that mattered was the figure walking by in the distance.

“And I-WHOA!” Sanemi shouted in surprise when Tengen bolted, a flash of muscle that left no mess behind. The two hashira looked at each other with amused glances, gathering back up their snacks.

“Look at that.” Obanai gestured. “Dinner and a show.”

~~~

Rengoku hummed to himself a happy tune as he crossed the paths leading from the Master’s home. He had just finished up reporting- now it was time for something tasty and perhaps even a bath. Maybe he’d invite Tengen to the hot springs-

Something zoomed by, sending his Haori flying. His hearing might be damaged, but his sense of smell was stronger than ever. He’d recognized that cologne anywhere.

Tengen really needed to wear less.

“Tengen, my good-” Rengoku blinked, finding air. The smell remained, and now he could hear the faintest of giggles. He smiled, turning around to find-

“Tengen?” No one. Oh. He understood now. He laughed as he put his breathing technique to use, rapidly twisting and ducking to find him. Tengen evaded him like a ghost, his chuckles growing at each dodge. Rengoku paused for half a second.

“Gotcha- who!” Tengen yelped when Rengoku ducked beneath his legs, grabbing his waist from behind.

“Surprise-” But he was gone again! Rengoku twisted around before Tengen could get him, running in circles with the former-shinobi on his heels. “Come here, Kyojuro!”

“Never!” Rengoku laughed, leaping and ducking at each grab attempt. Suddenly, Tengen stumbled, taking a knee and holding his leg. “U-Uzui?”

“Oh! Oh my leg! My leg…” He groaned, the humor in his voice gone as he doubled over it. Rengoku was by his side immediately.

“Tengen, hang-” Suddenly he was on his back, the shinobi grinning down at him. “You tricked me!”

“A ninja uses every technique in the book, Kyo. Now…take THIS!” He cried, grabbing onto Rengoku’s sides. He squeezed rapidly, wiggling his fingers into the soft parts.

“AH!” The blonde barked out a yelp before dissolving into giggles, squirming beneath his friend as he laughed. “Nohohohoohohoho! Tehehehehngehhehehehn! Aheahahahhahaha- it tihihihihickles!”

“No, does it? I never would have guessed!”

In the distance, Sanemi and Obanai carried on eating their snacks, entertained by the sight.

“Get his hips, Uzui! That’ll make him scream!” Sanemi called out.

“No, drag it out first. Really make him suffer!” Obanai called after him. Sanemi raised a brow.

“Calm down, snake eyes- it’s tickling, not torture.”

“What’s the difference?” Obanai asked. Sanemi raised his Ohaji to that.

Then proceeded to drop it when Rengoku let out a loud scream.

“TEHEHEHHENGEHEHEHHEN PLEHAHAHAHHAHSE!” Rengoku cried as his hips were ruthlessly drilled into, Tengen’s boisterous laughter mixing with his own as he thrash and twisted in place.

“Does it tickle? Does it? Does it?” Tengen taunted in delight, relishing Rengoku’s peals of laughter. “I could do this all day- that’s how adorable you sound, Kyojuro~”

Rengoku’s hands shot up and grabbed his uniform, the veins bulging within. Tengen paused with a small “Uh oh-” before he was flipped, a mass of flash flying overhead like a ragdoll. Within a matter of seconds, he was struggling to get up from a nearby bush.

Sanemi cackled, clapping his hands at the sight while Obanai choked on his drink, snorting behind his mask. “Did you see the way he flew! Like a bird!” Sanemi wheezed.

“A big obnoxious one too.” Obanai scrunched his eyes with mirth, head tilting curiously when Tengen frantically stood up, slapping at himself. “What, you think he disturbed an ant hill?”

Suddenly, Rengoku was running, grabbing Tengen’s hand and fleeing the scene. It was only then they heard the buzzing.

“Shut the door, shut the door, shut the fucking door!” Sanemi yelled as Obanai ran for the handle, Tengen and Rengoku closing in at rapid succession.

“Don’t come over here, you son of a- AHH!”

~~~

“It’s amazing really; how you four can find the one wasp nest in the area.” Shinobu sighed as she looked at them; stung and pouting. “You’re lucky none of you are allergic.”

“Blame the human torch overthere; he’s the one that pissed it off.” Obanai grouched, scratching at the welts forming on his neck. Sanemi grumbled something he couldn’t quite make out, wincing when he touched the nasty sting on his hand.

“Worth it?” Tengen asked Rengoku, raising his brows despite the welts.

“Worth it.” Rengoku nodded, giggling. Before long, they were both laughing like kids, the overall ridiculousness of the situation spreading. Sanemi ducked his head to hide his grin while Obanai covered his face with both hands.

Shinobu shook her head with a small smile of her own as she grabbed the ointment. “Boys, I swear.”

Thanks for reading!

[knismarijuana]

greasy incel tguy who hasnt gotten laid since he was a girl in high school invites you over to his gross apartment for weed and video games and once you're kinda buzzed and silly watching him play mmos he pauses all of a sudden and pins you to the arm of the couch and starts to apologize as his hands reach under your shirt (its been so long since anybodys- imsorry i just need to-) and starts to grope at you, insistent and -? not stopping when he grabs at your hips and sides hard enough to make you squeak in shock, gasping and trying to shove him off as his fingers start moving with purpose over your ribs, prodding at you until you squirm (ohmygod yes-) and you're laughing before you can tell him to stop, stoned and slow on the uptake, he's fucking tickling you and grinding on your leg like a dog in heat about it, panting on your neck as he tells you it'll be over soon, you can take it, right? he can't get off any other way.

covering your mouth when you start to beg for mercy. he's so sorry. testosterone makes you do crazy things sometimes. you're not mad, right? you can take it. he knows you can. why don't you quit smiling if you "don't like it".

[anxious-lee]

Tickling is not always a simple kink/fetish

Sometimes, it's a way to cope with bad things that have happened to you

Sometimes, it's a way to let go when doing that before made you feel like you were about to die

Sometimes, it's the best language in which to tell someone that they are safe and cared for and protected

[guppygiggles]

Speech lesson… /////

[beautifulterriblequeen]

Horrible new theory about Runaan's shirt today.

-no, not the new one, the one he lost-

He's still got his green assassin shirt here on the balcony, and vest too:

But by the time Gren is thrown into the dungeon a couple days later, it's missing.

Runaan's also sporting bags under his eyes because he'd been kept awake all night, enjoying Viren's frustrations about losing Harrow and also getting denied the crown of Katolis.

So. About that missing shirt.

I can't think of too many things worse for a guy who wears four shirts at once than to have them all taken off while he's badly hurt and manacled to the wall, and then be tickled half to death all night long, on his birthday.