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i’ve been thinking about raspberries way too much lately..

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I needed a dose of ticklish male tummies and remembered this one.

The Lee's laugh 🔥

The Ler's teasing technique 🔥

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Sure, we all love some rough tickles from time to time. Some deep kneading into our hips, thumbs digging into the sides and pits, different tools driving us absolutely nuts. It's lovely, and so much fun🫶

But what about the soft tickles? Fingertips gently running up and down your sides while you just bury your face into your lers shirt and giggle uncontrollably. Feeling the touch of the soft feathers gliding onto your soles and in between your toes, your ler laughing along with you.. Cuddly tickles. Oh my god those are absolutely the most adorable thing. Your lers face buried into your neck, nibbling and blowing gentle raspberries while their hands explore your tummy.

I need that, so much 🫠🩷

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tw: anxiety, self deprecating thoughts

they wanted a reason to tickle you, and was searching for one all day, but you didn’t seem too receptive to their teasing today. they’d threatened you a couple times before in hopes of coaxing that rebellious side of you they love to punish, but you’d just went along with their demands and avoided the torment altogether.

usually by now you’d have bratted once.

the two of you were spending your time together lying in bed, making small talk before a silence fell upon you both that your person didn’t seem too fond of. you seemed disconnected. distant today.

“y/n?”

you snapped out of your thoughts, which you hadn’t noticed you’d become engrossed in, and brought your attention to them.

“uhh, hey. sorry. what’s up?”

“you okay? you’ve been kind of quiet today. something bothering you?”

you didn’t know what to say afterbeing put on the spot. truly you hadn’t done it on purpose, you hadn’t even realized that you were. that you were in your own head like that.

you looked at them, searching their eyes for a cue that they were upset at you for it.

“i’m worried about you.” they added, like they could read your mind, and you felt a small twinge of relief deep down. “tell me, is there something wrong.”

you opened your mouth to speak before closing it, opening it again like you were ready for the words to come out this time but they didn’t, before you relented and lowered your gaze, taking a small breath.

“i guess ive been thinking..”

“about what?” they prod, gently. concerned.

“i-i guess i dont feel good enough sometimes? i mean, look at you. worried about me. i’m always worrying you.. over everything. like i can’t get a hold of myself. there’s always something wrong and i can’t ever seem to feel better and i don’t know what to do anymore and i hate bothering yo-“

“hey, hey, hey, no more.” they soothe, embracing you. you fight the urge to force yourself out of their arms and instead just accept it, a familiar tightness crawling up your throat.

“you’re good enough, infact you’re more than good enough. you’re amazing, you’re incredible, and i love you. your issues are my issues, no matter how big or small, and i’ll remind you of that as many times as you need me to. being there for you isn’t a problem. i know you struggle, i know that you’ve been hurt before, and i know sometimes it’s hard to believe that there’s someone out there that doesn’t mind taking care of you despite those things, but it’s true. someone doesn’t, so, please let me be that person for you.”

at a loss for words, you cried. they knew what you needed to hear and you admonished yourself for being so difficult. for letting your emotions get the better of you. as if they could mind read, they brought you closer to them and held you, tight like they wanted to squeeze the negative thoughts out of you.

you came to feeling safe in their steady arms. your breathing evened out into a gentle inhale exhale rhythm and melted feeling their fingers trace up and down your spine. up and down.

“i love you” they reitered, like they couldn’t get enough of reminding you.

your lips cracked into a smile, and you mumbled it back to them under your breath, and although they heard you they jumped opportunity.

“what was that?”

you tittered. the tracing fingers on your back became more of a deliberate caressing.

“i-i love youuu!”

“whaaaat?”

you bursted out into soft giggles against their chest, blushing.

“ihihi love youuu!”

“awww i love you too!” they mused, fully fluttering their fingertips against your spine.

you giggled breathlessy, careening towards them and grabbing them closer for support.

and all worries you had dissipated into the soft warmth of them and you.

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Love this. Probably one of my favorite things.

Guys being tickled

Guys being tickled 🪶🪶🪶

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this past weekend i got utterly destroyed by s. i can’t even begin to describe how i got tickled that much but boy it was exhilarating. on top of every other moment spent with him it was incredible. he’s so attuned to me emotionally and physically and he knows exactly what to do to get me riled up.

his recent thing has been endlessly tickling me. we’ll be laying in bed together cuddling and either he’ll do it unprovoked or if he notices my mood is off or if i’m bratty he’ll attack me and won’t stop.

my neck and my armpits are the places he goes for the most because those are what give him the bigger reaction since they’re my worst spots and hhnnmgh it’s so flustering and i try my hardest to squirm and get away but he doesn’t let me!! he’s more than half my size so escape is barely an option, he holds me in place effortlessly and if i even get an opportunity to roll away or kick or slap at him he’s hot on my trail dragging me back against him for more.

and when he wrecks me he’s silent. my laughter and squeals fill up the entire room and he’s laying there making me take it with the biggest smile on his face or he’s kissing me in between and holy fuck it’s electric.

sunday his family took me with them to get ice cream and during the car ride back to his house i kept taunting him and making fun of him in different ways while his parents drove us and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it in the moment but he kept giving me these warning glares and threatening me under his breath about how i was going to get it and me being the little shit that i am provoked him more because umm please yes please?!?!

and lo and behold when we got back to his house he came after me like predator after prey and pushed me onto his bed and went to town. bratted a couple more times through my laughter just to make it last longer i even threw his hat off the bed as a final act of defiance and got wrecked even more. i was giggling so hard by the end of it. best part was the cuddling after. so yeah fun times.

ps dont drink the water

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Very ticklish feet

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Help my foot is stuck and im getting tickled

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So he thought he’d only be tickled for 5 minutes with the gag, but after the 5 minutes were up, I kept going. And going. And going. Oops. Too bad he couldn’t say his safeword even if he wanted to.

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i just want to feel you trembling under my fingers. i want you at my mercy, under a spell from my touch.

you don’t know how much time has passed, you don’t know whether it’s day or night, you don’t know when i’ll stop. you don’t even know if i’ll ever stop.

the only thing you know is my touch, my feathers, my brushes. the only thing you can hear is the sound of your own desperate laughter. the only thing you can ever hope for is a momentary reprieve from the ticklish sensation filling every single inch of your body.

i want to torture you, i want you to cry, i want you to beg, i want your thoughts to be of me and me only, of the various ways i can make you suffer. i get off on the power, on the way your body moves involuntary, on the way your brain is taken over by thoughts of me and my tickles only, on the way your laughs and moans become indistinguishable after a few hours.

you’re under my control and you love it there.

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Being a ler is all fun and games until I see a tummy. I’m done I’m dead I’m croaked I’m JSBDJDJD???

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Still steadily working on art fight stuff, but have this crumb of tickle fluff I randomly found and took a few mins to clean up!

[no minors, artist draws nsfw and kink art]

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I have 2 commissions I've got to get done, but I haven't drawn in a loooong time, so I decided to whip up a quick practice pic to get me back into it. Plus, I've been dying to draw some Lee Virgil after rewatching Sanders Sides. I'm embarrassed to admit how much I love Prinxiety 😅 Just love these two's relationship with each other! Roman would absolutely love how ticklish Virgil is. Are you kidding?? His emo nightmare all giggly and smiley????? Freaking adorable! Oh my gosh, and I love how everyone in the tickle community and into sanders sides all collectively agreed that Virgils worst spot is his belly. Not that I'm complaining! It's my fav spot~

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

Edit: forgot Virgil’s stitches whoops!

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