#minecraft tickling

[crazy-as-a-jaybird]

pole of shame 🥲

@ticklishsquish thanx for inspiring me meanie /lh

context under the cut

sfw interaction only pls

[crabhousecrafting]

hermitcraft “fun facts” are so hilarious because they’re always like

etho created the hopper clock! ⏰

xizuma created bedwars! 🛏️

cubfan is a published astrophysicist.

[tubbytarchia]

Derailing from everything to draw this because I can't stop thinking about "You're triggering my parental instinct. I want to take you into my hand and take you to a safe place" Doc

[scp999ticklemonster]

Sorry I've been gone for so long, I'm having some personal problems. ( Tw T )

In any case, here's some art for the new AvM series. It seems to me that the silverfish would tickle Green.

[creepychippy]

The Endermen are curious as to why this particular Pumpkin is so squishy (and ticklish)- :^3c

[splotchi]

Minecraft's death animation makes me laugh EVERY time and I think Lex would do something like this

event inspired by @willowfell doing this in our server

[justpuppylove]

JEALOUSY PART 2

Dom!quackity x afab reader smut

Kinks/warnings: choking, degrading, spit, daddy kink, breeding

PART 1 -

After you go home for the night you come back to the casino to quackity ignoring you. Not that you gave a fuck after the stunt he pulled the other day. Even though he was trying to make it look likes he was ignoring you it was very obvious he was glancing over at you every change he got. He could feel his blood boiling every-time you got flirty with a customer. Eventually, you went outside for your break and you saw someone following you out of the corner of your eye.

“Y/N.” Quackity says as he grabs your wrist and turns you around to face him. You look in his eyes and he looks pissed. His grip on your wrist is very tight and it slightly stings. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He says as he squeezes your arm tighter. “What?” You say very confused. What is he talking about? What did you do? “You know what I’m talking about. First you fucked Wilbur even though you know how much I hate him, and now you’re flirting with clients directly afterwards? How jealous are you trying to make me.” Quackity responds, pulling you closer to him so his face is only inches away from yours. Now you knew what he meant. “Quackity I can do whatever I want. You don’t own me and you can’t control who I fuck.” You say knowing it’ll make him even more pissed. Quackity grabs your throat and your hands immediately grab his wrist as a reflex. “I’ll show you who you fucking belong to.”

He pushes you onto your knees and shoves his thumb into your mouth making you slide out your tongue for him. He spits onto your face and slaps you. A grin grows on his face as you go to unbutton his pants. “Awe. You really are a whore for me, hm?” He says making you look at him, all you can do is nod. He lets you unbutton his pants and you pull out his dick. Precum is already leaking out of his tip and you can’t help but smile up at him as you kiss his tip. He takes his dick into his hand and slaps his tip onto your face. He pushes his dick into your mouth with a groan. He grabs your hair and immediately begins face fucking you. “Such a nasty slut.” He says while pushing his dick deep into your throat, making you gag. He groans as he pulls out with a ‘pop’.

He sits you down on top of a table and pulls your clothes off. He latches his mouth onto your neck and pushes two fingers inside of you. “Ah~ daddy” you moan out while grabbing onto the back of his head. “Say that again.” He demands while thrusting his fingers in and out of you. “I need you to fuck me daddy.” You say, looking up to him with teary eyes. He pulls his fingers out of you and brings them up to your mouth. You suck on his fingers while he pressed his tip into your entrance, making you moan. He pulls his fingers out of your mouth and onto your clit as he bottoms out inside of you. He begins slamming into you while squeezing your throat. “You feel so fucking good baby” he whispers into your ear, sending a shiver through your body. You squeeze around him in response, making him groan. He removes the hand from your clit and grabs your thighs instead, giving him a better grip to fuck into you. He digs his nails into your hips as he slams into you. You can feel your orgasm unraveling as you wrap your arms around him. “So close~ can I cum for you daddy?” You ask. “Cum on my dick like the slut you are.” He says slamming into you even harder. This makes you cum all over him but he doesn’t stop. He continues fucking into you as tears form in your eyes “s-stop” you say as you feel yourself being overstimulated. “Take me like the good slut you are” he says groaning. You both feel the same knot in your stomachs as you edge close to another orgasm. “I’m going to fill you up so good darling, everyone will know you belong to me.” He says right before he cums inside of you. His hot seed spills out inside of you as you cum on his dick.

You both lean on each other as you come down from your orgasms and he cleans you up. You both go back to the casino together and you can tell this will be a regular occurrence from now on.

[cocochaca]

And what was I counting on?...

[estelle-skully]

I GOT AN IDEA!!1!1!1!!!

chat what if! I made up a little universe where we can drop as many ocs as we want (everyone can add to it)

specifically a minecraft universe

and one day perchance ill make a server for it but itll be a while till ill get a chance to

what if whoever wanted could make up a character to add to that universe and the character can be whoever and do whatever (just dont be op)

i already have a few characters that i designed for it, but i havent drawn myself yet

the thems:

I feel like this would just be a fun idea, especially if i do make it into a minecraft server (not like an smp or anything, just silly lads fartin around, i dont want to be associated w dream so 😔)

and hear me out on the universe’s name: Everyone’s Minecraft AU

bc like yeah

if you have questions just ask my sillys

[jichuzip]

Hiii!! Can I request 30, 21 and 15 from the prompt list for either Garroth or Laurence? I really like how you write them

# Lost in the long run

Minecraft Diaries // Lee! Laurance, Ler! Garroth // fanfic

"What did you just say to me?", "I know other ways to make you talk.", "It's been forever since i heard that laugh!"

Nonnie i'm shaking you. /pos

I'm terrible at starting fics HELP

Laurance shoved his sword into it's stand, stretching his arms above his head with a yawn.

He rolled his shoulders back, satisfied with the small crack it produced. He could feel the loght pulsing pain in his back fading.

He couldn't keep another grin off his face when he heard the creaking of the ladder under the weight of someone climbing up it.

The old floor of the tower creaked and groaned as the new person made it to the top, a familiar grunt filled the air.

"That boy can fight." Another groan, earning a snicker from Laurance.

He didn't need to look behind him to know who it was.

"You don't just get the position of head guard for no reason, Garroth." Laurance muses before he adds. "You should know that."

Garroth grunts again, putting his own sword into a stand as well.

The blonde sighs. "Yeah, yeah i know. Still, aren't we supposed to be older than him?"

Laurance finally turns, looking at the other man's back. He pauses for a second before replying with a lopsided grin. "Not anymore."

Garroth slumps forward the tiniest bit, holding onto the grip of his sword. "Right."

Now, Laurance wasn't stupid. He could tell Garroth was still adjusting to coming back from the Irene Dimension almost 16 years into the future.

And he totally said the wrong thing, mentally he cursed himself.

"Well..." He started, but didn't finish.

He turned back to stare at his own sword, he didn't like the sight of the blonde upset, it was already bad enough he wasn't there when he returned.

Slowly, a grin stretched it's way into his lips.

"He really beat you back there, for a former head guard you seriously got your ass handed to you."

Silence followed.

Silently, Laurance cursed himself again, he was digging his grave deeper. Making this worse!

"...What did you just say to me?"

This was bad, he totally fucked this up, and now Garroth totally angry and also why did he say that like he was grinning?

Slowly, Laurance turned around. One eye squeezed shut and the other just barely opened to see Garroth's blurry reaction.

Only to come face to face with his grin. A grin he knew, and oh he was screwed. His eyes near popping out of his skull as he snapped them open and widened them.

"Hey..." He started, turning fully around and holding his hands up defensively. "We can talk about this."

Garroth simply raised a brow, a low hum coming from his throat. "I merely asked you to repeat what you said." He said rather simply.

Laurance was dead, double dead, was he dead? He was finished, done for. Whatever the correct wording was.

"It was just a joke!" He defended.

Garroth took a step forward, which prompted Laurance to take a step back. The blonde grinned.

"You aren't gonna repeat? It's fairly simple."

Laurance shook his head, taking another step back when Garroth took one forward.

He was done for.

Garroth started advancing rapidly. And it wasn't long before Laurance, who matched his speed in backing up, hit the wall. He squeaked a squeak he would never admit he did to anyone. Garroth's grin widened.

Garroth's pace slowed, almost teasing in the way he took deliberately calm steps towards the shaking guard.

He grinned as he stood before Laurance- a quivering mess with a shaky smile. "So we're not gonna talk?"

Once more, Laurance shook his head. He was stubborn, screw him.

"Oh well." Garroth shrugged. "I know other ways to make you talk."

"Wait-" Before Laurance could even think of what kind of excuse he wanted to use, Garroth had already latched his hands onto his poor, poor sides.

His knees buckled and he squealed. He slid down the wall while Garroth easily followed.

"You-" He interrupted himself with his own laughter, damn his thin shirt and damn Garroth too. "Dick!"

The cursing only seemed to add coal to the fire that was Garroth's desire to chase Laurance into his giggly and frankly embarrasing doom.

Garroth moved towards his ribs, digging into them with a grin playing at his own lips as Laurance's laughter turned up a notch.

"Irene, you are such an ass!" He yelled through his giggles. Pushing at Garroth's chest and hitting weakly.

Garroth chuckled lightly, vibrating his fingers along his bottom ribs. Which prompted a snort from the man he was so ruthlessly attacking, only adding to his delight.

"What? I'm doing what you deserve. Justice, really." He grinned when the reply was another weak hit to his chest.

"You are so mean to me!" Laurance squealed out, holding onto Garroth's wrists. Just holding on, not pushing. Garroth raised an amused brow.

"Whatever you say." Garroth shrugged with a smile. He moved to target Laurance's hips.

Laurance bucked and kicked his legs around, shaking his head. "That's so bad!" He squealed.

Garroth laughed, squeezing his hips with a purpose. He rubbed the bones gently with his thumb which got him more kicks. Laurance tapping his feet hysterically against the floor.

"Man, it's been forever since i heard that laugh." Garroth grinned, almost in a nostalgic manner as Laurance giggled frantically.

"I swear on the divine, shut uhuhuhup!" Laurance tilted his head back with laughter, a blush tinting his cheeks.

"I'm not hearing an apology." Garroth hummed softly, grinning as he raised a brow.

Laurance shook his head, his giggles preventing him from getting a full sentence out in a perfect go.

"You're nohot getting ahahany!"

Garroth looked the other's squirming form up and down. He let out a long sigh before a smirk made it's way onto his face. "You sure?"

Laurance's eyes widened. "Don't you-"

Laurance didn't get to finish his sentence. A loud squeal leaving him together with a whole new octave of laughter as Garroth squeezed at his stomach.

He squealed and trashed around. The intensity making Garroth burst into his own giggle fit from the sheer ridiculousness.

"OKAY!" Laurance yelled, pushing at Garroth's chest weakly, his muscles like jelly. "I get it! I'm sohohohorry! I'm sorry!"

Garroth finally stopped at the apology. Laurance instantly slumping against the wall and panting, residual giggles still spilling from his lips.

"You... are terrible." He tittered tiredly.

Garroth gently rubbed over Laurance's sides in comfort, his own chuckles leaving him. "Yeah, yeah."

Laurance took a deep breath, sitting up after what was quite possibly the most embarrasing ordeal of his entire life. Both undead and alive.

"...But you really did lose miserably."

And really, he did it to himself.

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[shroomthebest]

Sweet pie

Lee:Owen ler:Apo

(This is a tickle fic if your not comfortable don’t read this take care <3)

-TICKLING IS NOT A KINK NOR FETISH FOR ME-

“Your doing it wrong”

Owen whined facing Apo with the spoon in his hands, they had been out in the maze all day. Running and mapping, they would have invited Rasbi if she wasn’t resting.

“I’m not”

Apo insisted with a smile, he pointed to the dough and stirred it slightly with his own wooden spoon. There were still apples that they hadn’t used to the side, to be honest the whole clearing had probably heard them bickering by now. but Apo couldn’t care less, he had been waiting all day for a moment with Owen alone. Without any pressure of being the leader of the runners on their shoulders, turned out that was harder than expected.

“Look see, it’s looks just like the one we made with Rasbi”

Apo said giving Owen a judging glare, Owen whined once again

“No it doesn’t, see it’s more lumpy. It looks so weird”

Owen groaned walking over beside Apo and leaning against the table to look at the dough, he poked it and pulled his hand away with small bits of dough stuck to his finger

“Don’t poke it!”

Apo exclaimed looking at Owen in utter disbelief and maybe disgust as he stepped infront of the dough

“You wil ruin my perfect pie crust shape”

Apo said with fake annoyance, Owen scoffed and smirked teasingly

“If not perfect at all, even my oldest bow looks better beside that thing”

Owen teased crossing his arms in a mocking way even as it clearly wasn’t serious.

“Oh you know what that’s it!”

Apo scowled playfully, Owen barely got enough time to process his words before he was on the ground with Apo on top of him, relentlessly squeezing and scribbling on his sides. Owen shrieked and the dam broke within milliseconds as giggles began tumbling out of his mouth, he squirmed and wiggled but it didn’t help at all. Apo laughed in a fake evil villain voice.

“This is a good punishment I think, I even get to hear your laugh which is nice to”

Apo paused before smiling brightly like he wasn’t tickling the breath out of Owen.

“Have i ever told you how much I love your laugh?, it’s so cute and bubbly!”

Owen squealed at the tease shaking his head quickly, Apo had found a sensitive spot on his sides. And while Owens sides might not be his worse spot it certainly did tickle, it was ridiculous how good Apo was at tickling someone. Apo smiled wider at the squeal, his eyes widened.

“Oh my god you squeal?”

Apo said cheerfully, he massaged into the spot Owen had squealed at and his face brightened as Owen once again squealed at the touch, Apo laughed along with him his demon tail wagging behind him as well finding the bonding moment so very sweet.

“It’s like a squeal button! Im telling everyone about this spot!”

Owen shook his head again at that and began kicking his legs out behind him in desperation, Apo realized at the action but waited for Owen to call for him to stop, he kept tickling his sides and the so called squeal button. His hands squeezed and scribbled all over the sensitive spots on his sides.

Owen was giggling like a little kid, squeezing his eyes shut and scrunching his nose a few times. Honestly the sensation wasn’t bad, maybe Owen would have felt uncomfortable if it wasn’t for the fact it was Apo tickling him, his best friend Apo. They hadn’t had a moment like this alone in a while, they were both so laser focused on getting out lately that they entirely forget everything else almost, Owen enjoyed it spending time with Apo and the tickling in some ways. But his need for air won at last

“Aphoho stohohop”

Owen giggled out his hair all messed up and tears budding at the edges of his eyes, Apo smiled but stopped tickling Owen the second the words left his mouth, getting up from where they had been laying on the ground. Owen was still regaining his breath and he sat up against the table they had been making Apple pie on a few minutes ago. Giggles still interrupted his breathing and his blush was as bright as ever, Owen surely looked up again.

“I hate you so much”

He promised getting off the ground yet still leaning against the table, he looked at Apo almost accusingly as he just kept the teasing smirk

“Yeah right that’s why you weren’t asking me to stop every second”

Apo teased and he laughed when Owen flushed an even brighter shade of pink than before

“I- you!-“

Owen stuttered over his words before giving up and just settling with glaring at Apo.

“Come on the pie isn’t gonna make it self!”

Apo told him grabbing his own wooden spoon back and then reaching Owen his, which he took but not without a distrustful glare.

later that day Owen handed Apo a slice of Raspberry Pie and Apple Pie, Rasbi was sat beside them now. Laughing at one of Owens jokes about Mowhee, When Apo looked down at the slice of pie he froze. On the slice of apple pie that him and Owen had made together there was a single white feather, Apo gulped as Rasbi looked over and frowned.

“Why did Owen put a feather on yours?”

Apo shook his head almost in denial, Owen had walked off after handing the slices of pie to both of them claiming that he had made a promise to help Graecie with her crops. Apo looked at Rasbi, seeming terrified.

“I am a dead man”

Apo whispered to Rasbi.

Part two anyone? This took some time and I wrote it all in one shot which is new for me lol, hope you enjoyed and as always I will delete this if any of the creators aren’t comfortable with this kind of content made about them, please inform me if they aren’t :D

-TICKLING IS NOT A KINK NOR FETISH FOR ME-

Stay safe! <3

[puppyeared]

top 3 music reccommendations go

Hakugin/Snow by EVE

Somebody's Baby (Sidney Gish cover)

The Knack by Mother Mother

[scp999ticklemonster]

Ahh I like to imagine the colorgang found out they were ticklish in the same process as the ragdoll short !

>Red found out about it and went to Green to test it on him

>Green and Red gangrd up on Yellow and Blue

>All four ganged up on poor Second as he was getting out of bed ........

I woke up early and decided to immediately give you three tickle art :D

[creepychippy]

Should've watched for Holes in the Overworld while walking, Steve. Now some very curious (and tickly) Zombies got ahold of him- :^Pc

[scaphismpriest]

regi hated this roof design i made so much he threatened to burn it, kill my minecraft cat, and started attacking me mutiple times over it because he thought it was hideous as fuck and it was really funny