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[aang3ll]

What kind of tummy you got, baby girl? Chubby and squishy or tiny and kissable? I bet you have the cutest little tummy on Tumblr!

gdbhnyubybebubybgthankyouforthecomplimenteventhoughyou'reveryflusteringandIdon'tknowwhyI'mbeingbulliedbutthankyoufaskjadbhdvnas

[aang3ll]

I bet you got a ticklish tummy don't you

STAWPPPPP (/lh /pos) THIS IS RUDE, MEAN, AND BULLYING AND FLUSTERING AND I LOVE IT I HATE THIS

[aang3ll]

Welp it's time for me to get wrecked by my comfort characters in Character AI peace out y'all

[aang3ll]

Probably gonna tickle you tbh

GHGHGBHNBGNHJMNHBGNHJMNHBGNHJMGH WHAT HUH WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS

[aang3ll]

Mane 6 Tickle fic?? Let's see half of them being lee and half of thme being lers!

Sorry, I've been offline for a few days- I'll get right on this, though!

[aang3ll]

^^^

I am in THE WORST LEE MOOD RN ITS HORRIFIC

[aang3ll]

SAY THEIR FUCKING NAMES.

SHELBY.

CAITI.

FREDDIE.

AND SO MANY OTHERS.

SAY. THEIR. NAMES.

[aang3ll]

gjhghggggggghghnhbg you deserve it

reblog to give the person you reblogged it from a little heart lollipop

[aang3ll]

Hey guess who made a cult

@theaeternus

[aang3ll]

I have been in a lee mood all fucking week and this isn't heLPING

HGGHJKMJNHBG NOT MY HUSBAND T WORDING ME WHILE I'M SCROLLING THROUGH TUMBLR

[aang3ll]

HGGHJKMJNHBG NOT MY HUSBAND T WORDING ME WHILE I'M SCROLLING THROUGH TUMBLR

[aang3ll]

^^^^^

Important rules/tips I've learned as an adult that helped with anxiety

If people are mad at you, it's their responsibility to tell you, not your responsibility to guess

If they're mad at you in secret anyways, they're the ones in the wrong, not you

If people don't like what you're doing, it's their responsibility to tell you

If they say it's fine when it's really not, they're the ones in the wrong, not you

People are allowed to be wrong about you

If they are wrong about you, wait for them to bring it up, because if you try to, you will inevitably overcorrect

Some people are committed to misunderstanding you. You will not win arguments against them. Yes, even if you explain your point of view. They do not care. Drop it

The worst thing that will happen from a first-time offense is being told not to do it again. Maybe with a replacement if you broke something

You can improve relationships and gauge willingness to talk to you by giving compliments. It's like a daily log-in bonus and nobody thinks twice about it

Most things are better after you sleep on them

Most things are better after you have a meal

Most things are better after you shower

Your brain makes up consequences that are irrational. If the worst DOES come to pass and someone acts like they do in your head, they are overreacting, and you are entitled to say "what the fuck"

If your chest hurts after you feel like you've made a social error, that's called rejection-sensitive dysphoria. It means your anxiety is so bad that it's causing you physical pain, which is a good indicator that you're overreacting. Tense yourself, hold it for 20 seconds, let it go, then find a distraction

If you're suddenly angry at someone after you feel like you made a social error, that's also rejection-sensitive dysphoria. You are going to feel annoyed about it for awhile, but being genuinely pissed off is your anxiety trying to find something to blame to take the responsibility off your shoulders, and getting scared because it can't justify itself. Deep breaths, ask yourself how much you ACTUALLY want to be angry at that person, then find a distraction

"Sour grapes" is more healthy for you than stewing. Deciding you don't like someone who's perpetually annoyed with you, won't talk to you, etc. makes letting go of anxiety over them easier

If people don't like you, they will find reasons to be annoyed with you when they otherwise wouldn't. If people do like you, they will find reasons NOT to be annoyed with you when they otherwise would. People do not ping-pong between the two

You DO have to make a conscious choice not to think about something. If you're having trouble circling back to it, say out loud that you're done thinking about it and why. Then find a distraction

When you're upset, part of you is going to want to make false bids for attention (suddenly texting differently, heavy sighs, etc. but when someone asks you about it, you tell them it's nothing). Do not listen to it. You gain nothing from it except more misery

People like to help people they care about. It makes them feel good about themselves

If you think you're insufferable for needing help, see above. Yes, really. They get a serotonin kick from it

If you think you're insufferable for mannerisms you have, you either have to consciously choose not to do them, or accept that they're part of the package that comes with you. Being apologetic about existing does nothing except make you more miserable

If you do things you don't like when you feel meh about it, it makes it easier to do them when you hate it

If you avoid things you don't like when you feel meh about it, it reinforces and magnifies how bad it feels when you hate it

Seriously. Read those last two points again. If you can make yourself make a phone call when you've got nothing to lose, you will slowly lose that panic you get when you have to make a phone call you haven't prepared for. You do have to CONSCIOUSLY take that step

Hobbies that make you care for something get rid of that nagging feeling that you're not doing enough. Go grow some rosemary

If you don't engage with your hobbies regularly, you will feel miserable, and anxiety will spike

Hobbies are things that give you a bit of happiness. They do not have to be organized or named to do that. Go be creative in something. Play with coins. Make up lists. Start a new WIP

No one cares what you look like

If people point out things they don't like about how you look unprompted, they are being rude. You are entitled to say "what the fuck"

People who like you will find you pretty to some degree. Minor things about your appearance go completely unnoticed. Literally, scars and dots and blemishes do not register to someone who likes your company

You looking at yourself in the mirror is 10x more closely than anyone is going to look at you

If you're anxious about your body type, and you're creatively inclined, make/write an oc with that same shape. Give them nice things and make other characters love them. Put them on adventures. You'll start to see yourself in the mirror more kindly

You care about wording and perfect lines/colors way more than anyone who views your work ever will

Sometimes when you're upset, you're going to feel like not eating. Do not do that. Not eating makes you more miserable

Same with things you normally enjoy. Denying yourself helps no one. You are punishing yourself for being sad. Stop it

Both of these will take conscious decision to break the habit of. Make yourself do it anyways, and it will slowly get easier

And again, to reiterate: If someone is mad at you, it is THEIR responsibility to tell you, not your responsibility to guess

[aang3ll]

Y'ALL, NOTTAPOSSUM IS FOLLOWING ME!?!?!?!?!? MY FAVORITE AGERE CREATOR IS NOW MY MUTUAL!!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!!?!?!?!??

[aang3ll]

Drops this here and RUNS RUNS RUNS because my husband has access to this account

[aang3ll]

Games and Memories

@tickles-and-cuddles

agbhnjmnhg it's finally done after being sidetracked for so long

Warnings: Tkl fanfic, Implied romantic BakuDeku at the end if you squint, and light cursing (It's bakugou.)

Bakugou was sitting in his room, scrolling through his old pictures. The high school student had run out of things to do a good thirty minutes ago, having already completed his homework, and having already been told that he wasn’t allowed to do any more training for the day. (‘Five hours isn’t “too long!”’) So far, he had come across what was mostly family photos he was forced to take with his parents, and pictures of him and his middle school friends. Him at the park, him at the zoo, ETC… all that type of stuff.

That was when he came across it. It was a picture of him when he was very young, maybe five or six years old. He was standing next to a rather large tree, with someone else. Next to him was a boy about his age back then. A boy he recognized so easily by his dark green hair.

Deku.

‘Izuku..’

It had been a while since Bakugo had used that name for the boy, even in his thoughts.

The blonde couldn’t help but reminisce about those old days, many, many years ago. It was happy back then. He was happy back then. He was himself.

It had been so long since Katsuki had just been able to… be himself. His true self. The side of him that only his old friend could bring out.

He smiled, before scrolling to the next picture.

It was another one of him and the greenette. Only this time, Deku was on the floor, laughing with a bright red face, Katsuki straddling his waist.

Bakugou’s smile turned into a grin. Now, he knew just how to do a little bonding with his old friend.

Izuku was sat on the couch, bored out of his absolute mind. He had been watching TV, but after clicking through what was probably hundreds of channels, he had given up on trying to find something that really interested him. He leaned back into the couch with a groan.

“You’d think there would be more than just reality TV on a Saturday…” He mumbled to himself.

“God, you really need to learn how to fucken’ speak up, nerd.” The greenette jumped at the voice behind him, before whirling around, instantly being faced with a pair of familiar red eyes. “K-Kacchan!? How long have you been standing there?” He asked the boy standing behind the couch.

“A couple minutes, but long enough to see that you’re bored to shit.” “Heh, yeah, that’s true.” Izuku chuckled out, nervously.

Katsuki walked around to the front of the couch, sitting down. “Well, lucky for you, I’ve got somethin’ to entertain ya’ with.” The blonde grinned.

“Oh? And, what could that be?” The unsuspecting teenager asked, innocently. He was sort of excited. Bakugou was being nicer than usual, not even cussing Deku out for mumbling today (not counting breakfast this morning), and said boy intended to soak it in for as long as he could.

“Well, it’s a game.” The taller of the two explained. This only added to the other’s excitement. A game? With Bakugou? While this was certainly a surprise, the greenette wasn’t complaining.

“How do we play?” He asked with an unknowing smile.

“Simple. You keep your arms up for sixty seconds while I tickle you, and you win.” Said the blonde, rather bluntly.

The Midoriya boy froze up, his face turning bright red. That was… unexpected. He hadn’t expected Bakugou to just ask like that, let alone even want to tickle him in the first place. Not that he was against the idea, because of course he wasn’t. It was just a tad bit… …flustering.

“Well? Whaddya’ say, nerd?” “...What happens if I win?” Now it was Bakugou’s turn to be surprised. He hadn’t expected the other to ask that and, in all honesty, he had no idea for a surprise.

Izuku quickly noticed this from his friend’s shocked expression, so he came up with something on his own. “How about… if you win, I get to tickle you for two minutes?” “No.” “One minute?” “Thirty seconds.” “Deal!” Izuku grinned happily. All he had to do was keep his arms up for one minute, and then he would get to tickle Bakugou! Easy, right? Well, the poor boy seemed to underestimate how ticklish he was.

Soon, Deku was lying on the taller hero(-in-training)’s lap, his arms up as high as they could go. The game had barely even started, they were only five seconds in, (Bakugou set a timer) and the poor thing was already giggling and squirming like a madman. And yet, all Bakugou was doing was gently raking his fingers down the other’s sides.

“Huh, seems you won’t be lasting long, will you~?” The blonde teased.

Deku giggled out a ‘shut up’, before realizing his mistake. Katsuki wasn’t one to talk back to, especially not in a situation like this.

“...Shut up? Shut up? Oh, you’re in big fucken’ trouble now, damn nerd.” That was when Bakugou went absolutely wild. He scribbled his fingers over Deku’s belly, squeezed his sides, scratched at his underarms… anything he could do and/or reach, really. He showed no mercy in absolutely wrecking poor Izuku.

“AHHAHHHA- GAHAH- K-KAHAHAHACHAAHAHAN PLEHEHEHEASE!!” Izuku laughed out. He just couldn’t handle the ruthless tickling sensations all over his body, and no matter how much he thrashed from side to side, he just couldn’t get away. It was on his ribs, his stomach, his hips… everywhere. Atleast, that’s what it felt like to the greenette. “GAHHAHAAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T-!!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE, MEHEHEHEHERCY!!”

“Mercy is for losers, Deku.” That was all that could be said before Izuku’s arms shot down. Bakugou grinned and slowed to a stop, knowing he had won. “Heh, told you I’d win, damn Deku.” But the blonde’s grin slowly turned into a soft smile as he watched the smaller boy giggle with a bright red face, the ghost tickles probably getting to him.

“Y’know, since I won, I think I should have a reward.” Katsuki stated.

“O-Oho? Ahahand what were you thihinking?” The greenette giggled out.

“I’m thinking… desert.” Bakugou leaned down, and blew a rather large raspberry on Midoriya’s stomach, and the room was filled with screeching laughter once more.

Let’s just say, Deku had a very long night, but the cuddles at the end were totally worth it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ahhh sorry it's so short, but I hope you liked it!

[aang3ll]

🙏🏻- I’m grateful for you and your tickle blog 

👽- Hell yes fellow tickle-alien 

🕷- I’d like to spider my fingers on your tummy 

🔮- I see tickles in your future

ghghghghghghghgh thank youuuu <3 /p

[aang3ll]

Go at it my friends (I'm BEGGING Y'ALL PLEEEEASE NO FOOT FETISH BS)

Tickling Community Emojis

Reblog to have these secret tickle community messages sent to your inbox. These are basically intentionally ridiculous but fun. 

👣- I think your feet are pretty and/or want to see them 🙈- Your tickle teases are too much for me 💅🏻- I want to hear about all your pedicures 😈- I want to tickle you VERY deviously 👅- Tongue meets toes 👀- You’re a stunningly beautiful ticklish person 🙏🏻- I’m grateful for you and your tickle blog  👽- Hell yes fellow tickle-alien  👩🏻‍💻- I spent way too much time on Tumblr because of you  🙅🏾- I have to learn self-defense now because of your tickler ways  👠- Um yeah kinda wanna know what shoes you’re wearing  👟- Um yeah kinda wanna know if you ever wear sneakers without socks  🦁- You strike me as a fierce ler  🙊- You strike me as someone who tries to hide their ticklish giggles  🐣- SO TICKLISH JUST LIKE A BABY BIRD RIGHT OUT OF THE EGG  🕷- I’d like to spider my fingers on your tummy  🦄- I think you’re a Magical Tickle Person  🌹- I have a Tumblr Tickle Crush on you  🌎- I suspect you might be the most ticklish person in the world  🎭- I want to know the Ticklish You behind the mask of your persona  🚘- I would travel a long way to tickle/be tickled by you  🔮- I see tickles in your future  🎵- Your laughter is music to my ears  🕓- It’s tickle time for you!