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Cute Thought

An adorable scenario I think about a lot is rolling up a lee’s shirt and planting little tickly kisses all over their belly while softly tickling their sides at the same time. Maybe surprise em with an occasional gentle hip squeeze <3

#omg omg omg #I wish I wish I wish #tickling #sighs #hfhfjgjg #need #ideas

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#lmao #tickle #tickling #tickle meme

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trying to crawl/roll away from someone just to be yanked right back to the twords you were trying to get away from>>>>>>>

#YESSSS #tickling #the best

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Me when no tickles

#lmao #so true #tickling #funny

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Day 29: Wake Up!

Tickletober 2023 - Critical Role - C2 Mighty Nein - lee!Caleb

[see my other tickletober 2023 fics]

A/N: Do you like Poly Nein? Polymorph? Sweet couch snuggles? Kitty cats? Please enjoy this Beau Yasha Caleb snuggly fic. [read on AO3]

Words: 1.1k

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Yasha is splayed out on one of the lounge chairs in the tower, Beau curled up against her side, and in her lap a fluffy orange tabby cat purrs quietly. 

There was something so soft and sweet about being a cat for a while - Caleb found polymorphing to be a nice (and less direct) way to relax and show his friends physical affection. Plus, the radiating hum of his purring really felt like it had some kind of healing magic of its own. Yasha pets gently down Catleb’s neck and back. He buzzes happily, pressing into her hand. She reaches around to his chin and scritches sweetly. Catleb can’t help but lean into her fingers. A soft snore comes from Beau’s direction, startling the barely conscious cat. 

“Ooo, you’re okay.” Yasha comforts him as she brings over the hand that was wrapped around Beau over and starts to scritch at both sides of Catleb’s chin. “You’re such a good boy.” She scrunches her nose and smiles. 

One downside to polymorphing is that it sometimes messes with Caleb’s impeccable sense of time. He tends to be more… forgetful with his non-human brain. Tonight is one of those nights, but Catleb and Yasha are oblivious as he purrs loudly and rubs his face into her scritching fingers. 

There is a familiar but unexpected whoosh of magic as Catleb returns to his natural form, and Yasha suddenly finds herself with a lap full of lanky human wizard. Beau startles partly awake as his legs kick into her space a bit when the spell ends. “Hey!” She grumbles, startling awake, leaning forward a bit and craning her neck to look at Caleb.

Caleb is smiling blissfully at first, his brain still catching up with the magic. His chin remains in Yasha’s palms, and she grins as she scritches at the skin under his chin like she had been doing a few moments earlier. Caleb shivers, his body relaxing into the couch and Yasha’s soothing touch.

“Aww, look at you, such a good little kitty.” Yasha teases softly. She scratches the top of his head.

Caleb’s keen mind seems to be catching up, Beau notices as his cheeks and ears begin to blush pink.

Caleb tries to back up out of the barbarian’s pleasant touch, worming his way further down the lounge. 

“Stop squirming!” Beau hisses. “This things not fucking big enough for three fucking-”

“Aw, but he’s just a little thing, isn’t he, Beau?” Yasha interjects, a fond smile on her face as she reaches out and pulls Caleb closer when he starts to make a move to get up. “Hardly takes up any space.” She squeezes him in a hug around his middle and Caleb squirms, a grin breaking out on his face.

“Hey! Hey, what did I say?” Beau scolds when she gets a face full of Caleb elbow. “I’ll give you something to fucking squirm about.” 

Caleb tenses, then, the squirming picks up along with a slight panic in his voice. “Nein, nein- Beauregard, no- wait!”

Yasha pulls him in tighter, smiling sweetly at him. She tucks her head down against his neck and ear, nibbling and peppering small kisses. 

“Ahh! Eee- nehehein!” He sputters, flustered blush shining brightly on his face alongside his smile. Just then, he feels two hands wrap purposefully around his waist, just below his ribs on either side, Beauregard.

They’re sleepy and just want to make him squirm and laugh a bit, so both Beau and Yasha have a quiet understanding not to escalate things too far. They don’t want to lose their nap companion - though they had to admit that he did fit into their pile on the lounge much more easily in cat form - they didn’t map out the logistics beforehand, oh well. Improvising works.

“Aww, I wish we could get you to purr when you’re not a cute kitty.” Yasha coos as she tickles down his neck to his collarbone and near the edges of his armpits. “I bet we could. If humans could purr.”

Caleb turns his head away at the teasing. “Hehehe Yasha, ah- Beau!” He laughs, squirms helplessly, pinned to Yasha in a bear hug. 

Beau begins pinching softly at his spare ribs, one side then the other, and Caleb wriggles side to side. “You- ahahaha- this is nohohot going to- AH! Ehehehe- going to hehehelp us sleep!”

“Sure it is.” Beau replies.

“Nohohoho it’s not!” Caleb whines.

“Well if you would just stop squirming and kicking at me, maybe we’d stop.” She retorts. “And then we could go back to sleep.”

Yasha jumps in, adding, “Well, I’m not so sure about that actually.” She takes one finger to her chin, pretending to ponder. “You’re just so cute.” 

“Nohohohohoho-” Caleb turns redder, trying to hide in Yasha or the cushions. She wiggles her fingers where they lie wrapped around Caleb’s middle. “Hehehe ah- no! St-stahahop it.” 

“Heh.” Beau snickers as she pinches her way slowly up his ribs, moving easily around Yasha’s large arms. 

Caleb writhes, trapped between them, and starts laughing even harder. Yasha nibbles against his collarbone and he gasps. 

“You ready for bed? Or do we need to tire you out more?” Beau asks with a grin - one that Caleb doesn’t see as he has his eyes slammed shut and is currently desperate to bring his chin down to his chest and protect from the soft, quick nibbles and scrape of teeth.

“I- I-” Caleb trails off into laughter. He kicks his legs wildly on the couch. He squeals when Beau pokes into a particularly sensitive rib.

“Alright, alright.” Yasha chuckles softly against his skin. 

Their touches turn from tickling to a gentle palm down his sides. Beau’s arms wrap around his middle in a hug, joining Yasha’s. Caleb jumps at first, but then just wriggles a bit into Yasha’s body beneath him while giggling out the last of his leftover laughter.

They try for a few minutes to comfortably fall back into a sleepy state, but it is not unnoticed how much harder it is with three bodies - and one of them being Yasha’s - trying to lounge across this small couch. 

Beau yelps when she tries to adjust and nearly falls off the side. “Okay. That’s it. We’re going to bed.”

Yasha and Caleb agree as the three of them head over to the nearest bedroom to continue their sleepy afternoon.

Yasha flops back into the middle and pulls both tiny humans in to her sides. She nuzzles into Caleb’s head and then turns to do the same to Beau, breathing in her hair. 

They’re smiling as they start to close their eyes, breath a bit slower, steadier.

Just before they fall asleep for real, Caleb sends a wink Beauregard’s way. “You had better hope I don’t wake up before you.” 

Beau snorts. 

#tickletober 6 months later #self reblog

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I think getting stuck under something with my legs and feet sticking out only for a ler to find me and tickle them while teasing and ignoring me would fix me

#tickling #sigh #oh to be stuck and have my lower body at a lers mercy with no idea who or what is happening #dgujgkkyknukm #tickle ideas #mine

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haha what if i gave you a foot massage but it turned into me sitting on your ankles and rubbing lotion on your feet and tickling them till you were begging to stop haha that’d be so crazy

#hehe what if #(if only) #tickling #sigh #I need

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idk I just think peppering little tickly kisses on a boy’s pudgy belly and hearing him giggle would fix me

#yeah……… it’s true #this is the best medicine #hehe #trulyyyyyyy but for real #tickling #cute

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Day 28: Massage

Tickletober 2023 - Critical Role - C1 Vox Machina - lee!Vex

[see my other tickletober 2023 fics]

[read on AO3]

A/N: Perc’ahlia gang rise! They both seem the type to be ticklish but in denial about it and embarrassed. Revenge would be wicked.

Words: 480

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Percy’s fingers work their way down along Vex’s shoulder blades, tending to the sore muscles. As he works out a particularly tense knot, she lets out a delighted little sigh of relief.

Smiling down at her, Percy leans in to kiss the skin along the back of her neck. It shudders under his lips, another small noise escaping her throat—this time —she quickly transforms it into a sound of pleasure. It’s a clever disguise, but one that Percy could see through any time with ease. 

“Ticklish there? Sorry.” 

“What? No, not at all, darling.”  

He leans back down to her neck; unlucky for Vex’ahlia, she can’t see the smirk on his face from her angle. 

She hears him take a deep breath, tries to turn to ask him what he’s doing, and then the room erupts with noise. Loudest of them all is Vex’s shriek of surprised laughter. There’s the thumping of squirming limbs against the mattress, the silly sound rippling out of Percival’s mouth and across the skin of her neck, the laugh he lets out a moment later when he pulls back and starts massaging again, pretending as though nothing happened.

“You little bastard!” Vex hisses, barely holding in a laugh. She turns, pushes him away, and he’s smiling wide as he falls next to her on the bed.

Percy turns to take her in—blushing and failing to hold back a smile. 

“‘Not at all’ ticklish, hmm?” He prods. “That seemed rather ticklish.” He skitters his fingers along the backs of her ribs.

“Not.” She digs in her heels, biting her lip to fight back a smile. Then, Vex’ahlia is on him, fingers wiggling deftly into his sides. 

Neither of them are fighting off their laughter now, Percival from the tickling nails climbing under his nightshirt and Vex from the high of turning the tables on him. 

“See how you fucking like it–” Percy hears her grumble before she’s ripping his shirt up and throwing the bottom of the fabric onto his chest and in his face. 

“NO–” He utters, pawing the shirt back away from his face just as she leans in to blow raspberry after raspberry on his stomach. 

Percy’s hands are tangled in her hair a moment later, his feet beating against the mattress as hers were just a minute earlier. He cries out a desperate laugh as she takes her time, fucks with him a bit longer, until he calls out. “Fuck, mercy! Please!” 

She relents, satisfied in her victory to make up for the prematurely ended massage. 

Percy heaves a few breaths. “Remind me never, ever to piss you off.”

“Better not even dream of it.”

She’s not sure she wants to push for him to get back to the massage tonight, though… despite what he may say, the temptation of revenge would be much too inviting, and she didn’t feel like taking any losses tonight.

#self reblog #tickletober 6 months later

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What if I just pin your arms to your sides and use your own hair to tickle your ears and neck while you giggle and tell me how unfair it is (no seriously I want to do that it's sounds so cuteee)

#this is the WORST noooooo #hair is so ticklish #like even if I run my hair over my own face it tickles #but it also feels really nice good #but someone else doing it???? SHDJFJGKDKGKH #tickle thoughts #tickling #noooo #technique #mean

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Fun fact: you make the cutest and the most precious noises when you're tickled.

#tickling #awww #shhh

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Back again with another tickle meme for y'all 😊

#tickle memes #awww #tickle content #literally #so sweet #gentle lers are evil and so good #tickling #fun #tickle thoughts

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I want some lazy tickles.

Imagine being somewhere comfy, like your bed. Imagine being in some comfortable clothes, like pajamas. And imagine a day when you don't really have to do much.

Maybe the ler have you on their lap, or maybe you and your ler are cuddling each other. You could be watching one of those TV shows that you don't have to 100% focus on, or maybe you two are just enjoying each other's company, even the silence.

Imagine your ler slowly tracing their fingers on your spots as they hold onto you. Maybe they are gently tracing your sides, or maybe they're using one finger to give you back tickles. Maybe their fingers are doing a slow dance on your tummy, or they could be giving just a little bit of massage on your hip.

Sometimes your ler will tickle you with a little bit more intensity, because let's face it, your laughter is just so adorable. But besides the few surprises, the vibe would be very relaxing; it may even be enough to fall asleep together, with you and your ler intertwined together.

#sweet #aww #tickling #words

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We all know that the thighs are ticklish BUT the back of the thighs though.... JACKPOT. So go try that spot out on a lee/switch

#tickle content #tickle thoughts #tickling #legs are too good a spot man

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Day 26: Counting

Tickletober 2023 - Critical Role - C2 Mighty Nein - lee!Caleb

[see my other tickletober 2023 fics]

A/N: Jester loves to tease. Caleb flusters easily.

[read on AO3]

Words: 550

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Caleb squirmed uselessly against the floor as Jester loomed over him, her weight tossed over his hips and her knees pinning his arms to his sides. His cheeks bloomed with the redness of a ripened tomato as he tried his best to close his eyes and block out Jester’s teasing. Her grin was wide as her fingers wiggled teasingly toward Caleb. 

“Jester- wait!” Caleb strained, eyes pleading up at her, the hint of a smile on his lips.

“Okay! Fiiiiive.” As she spoke, her wiggling finger descended in time with her countdown. 

“Fooouuuur.” She drew each number out, words laced with teasing and joy. 

A strangled whine came from beneath her.

“Threeeeee.” A dramatic pause as she sucked in a deep breath.

“Twooooo.” She was getting close to the material of his shirt now.

“No no no no- Jester- Jester please!” Caleb squirmed as far as he could from the encroaching fingers. He could barely fight off the anxious giggles bubbling up in his chest, a few slipped through. 

“What is it, you’re not ready yet?” She pulled her hands back a few inches. “Do we need to count down from a bigger number so you have time to get ready?” 

“No! Please- Jester!” 

“Ten.”

“Nein! Don’t!” 

Jester snorted at that. “Eight!” 

Caleb kicked feebly behind her, knowing there was not much of a chance of evading a tickly tiefling attack once Jester or Molly had their sights set. Best to just get it over with - if only Jester would just do that.

“Seven… Six… Five… Four…” Jester’s nails wiggled closer and closer as Caleb lost the battle with fighting off his smile. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying his best to tamper his giggles. Once his eyes were shut tight, a long few seconds passed without her saying anything else. 

Slowly, one of his eyes peaked open. Jester was beaming down at him, her eyebrows twisted into a faux-stern expression. “Are you paying attention? Do I need to start over at an even higher number so you can get ready?”

“Gods- Jester, don’t-” Caleb whined.

“Twenty-five.”

“Nehehein!”

“That’s not what comes next! It’s twenty-four! Don’t skip ahead!” 

Caleb whimpered through his anticipatory giggles. 

“Twenty-three… Twenty-two... Twenty-one... Twenty... Hey you know this next one! Nein-teen!”

Had he not been so high on adrenaline and anticipation, Caleb might have rolled his eyes at that. Or laughed - well, he still laughed. 

“Eighteen... Seventeen... Sixteen…”

“Nein- no no please- don’t count down- don’t count!”

Jester pouted, her hands drawing back to rest on her hips. “Well now you made me lose count again!” 

“Mein Gott- Jester, please!” 

“Do you want me to just start tickling you?” 

“Nein!” Caleb embarrassingly (see: adorably) squealed out in response. “I- I-”

“Well then I don’t know what you want me to do! You know how I draw all the time? My hands have to stay active! My fingers can only wait so long, they have to tickle!”

Caleb willed himself to melt through the floor. Instead, he just closed his eyes as a deflated whine came out of his throat. 

“How about we try again?” Jester grinned down at the blushing wizard. Her tail whipped side to side with excitement behind her. “Come on, open your eyes, I’ll start over-”

“Nein!”

#tickletober 6 months later #self reblog

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[gnaws on the bars of my enclosure] [barks very loudly and annoyingly] I LITERALLY NEED TO BE TICKLED RIGHT NOW OR ELSE.

#same #tickling

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OF COURSE HE HAD TO BE TICKLISH DKDKDF THANK YOU DEAR AUTHOR 😍😍😍😍😍 get him good Sarah ❤️ - Sonno Koi Wa Ichigo No Youni | Ch. 10 Bonus

#cute #tickling #tickle content #manga #adorable #tickle art