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Kill grinned. He’d gotten through.

“I know everything,” he cooed softly, gently rubbing ticklish circles into Seamus’s hip with his thumb. “And I’m not going to tease you and tickle your hips until you’re screaming for me to stop like you want so badly until you ask nicely, cutie pie!~”

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

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"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

#short reply gang #ayyyyyyyee #welcome back bestie /p

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Kill ignored the growing heat in his face at Seamus’s comment: it wasn’t even that flustering of a sentence, but Kill flushed easily, which got him in trouble a lot.

“I’m not going to fall for your provoking,” he said simply, crawling his fingers down Seamus’s side to his hip. He gently pinched the bone and continued, “I’ve known you for years. I know you’re ticklish, I know where you’re ticklish, and I know that you’re trying to provoke me into tickling you.”

Kill gave the blond a short grin. “If you ask nicely I’ll wreck you like you so obviously want.”

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

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"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

#bruh moment #kill is tryin his best bro

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Kill just grinned, leering over Seamus with a look of triumph. “You won’t do that,” he purred softly. “You’re just trying to provoke me into tickling you.”

He used his free hand to gently settle on Seamus’s side, resting his fingertips lightly down on the spot but not moving them yet. “Unlucky for you, Seamus,” he teased gently, “you took my crystals and pushed me in the water. And that means I’m not gonna wreck you until you ask.”

Tightening his grip a little on Seamus’s wrists, Kill gently tapped one of his fingers against the blond’s side, enough to be felt but not enough to really tickle. “So I’ll just wait.”

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

[ @killjoy-tickles GUESS WHO IT IS BESTIEEEE ]

"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

#mean boy so true

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Kill yelped as he felt Seamus shove him again, but he managed to catch himself before he could fall fully in, only soaking his forearms in the freezing water. He lurched to his feet, combing his fingers through his hair and slicking it back slightly with the cold water, then turned to look at Seamus, a dangerous glint in his eye.

He had a plan, of course. He knew Seamus would find it a bit mean, but he’d about had enough of the blond’s provoking.

“You shouldn’t have done that, Seamus,” he growled softly, then he tackled the smaller boy onto the grass, where he wrestled Seamus onto his back and pressed his wrists into the ground above his head and settled on his hips. 

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

[ @killjoy-tickles GUESS WHO IT IS BESTIEEEE ]

"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

#oh? #oh lawd here we go babeyyyy

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“I don’t need anything from you,” Kill chuckled, digging a bright red stone, glittering with water droplets, from the riverbed and wiping the water off on his leg before pocketing it. “Now stop throwing those, would you? I spent ages getting them.”

Kill wasn’t really upset about it: the river was flowing slow enough that the stones wouldn’t get tumbled away by the current and once he was done with his work for the day he could wade into the river and get them back.

“If you really need anything you can just ask. I’m not going to tease you.” He grinned at his own reflection in the water, glancing at the rippling figure of Seamus behind him. “Unless you want me to.”

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

[ @killjoy-tickles GUESS WHO IT IS BESTIEEEE ]

"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

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Kill snorted as Seamus had to step back to look at him properly. He liked to look down at his friend: it made him feel better about himself. Jokingly, of course.

“You’re a cocky piece of shit, aren’t you?” he growled playfully, pointed teeth curling over his lip as he grinned. “I feel like you’re provoking me on purpose.” The hybrid gently tilted Seamus’s chin up with his fingers, meeting the shorter boy’s eyes. “As for what I’ll do...” he all but purred, voice smooth. “...nothing. Absolutely nothing. I know you’re provoking me.”

He turned back to the river, crouching again on the riverbed to push through the rocks again. “If you want something, Seamus, you’re gonna have to ask.~”

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

[ @killjoy-tickles GUESS WHO IT IS BESTIEEEE ]

"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

#can I get an L

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Kill snorted softly in amusement. “Oh, shut up.”

He wasn’t expecting the push. Kill yelped and winced as he dug the heel of his left hand into a particularly sharp rock at the bottom of the riverbed. He whirled to give Seamus a lighthearted glare, plucking another rock from the riverbed to chuck at his friend’s leg.

“You’re the worst,” Kill growled lightheartedly, getting up from where he was crouching to loom over Seamus. He’d worn his tall boots that day and it made him significantly taller than his friend. “Give me back my crystals.”

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

[ @killjoy-tickles GUESS WHO IT IS BESTIEEEE ]

"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

#oo yuh #get it ig

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“I’m not playing with them,” Kill grumbled good-naturedly. “I’m collecting them. And I’m not an idiot. That’s you.”

Without another word, the raven-haired boy dove his hands into the freezing water again, pushing around the rocks carefully. He just nodded mutely at Seamus’s question, knowing full well the other had already pocketed one of his precious stones, but he decided not to comment, shivering a little as a cold breeze lifted the hair on the back of his neck.

“I won’t get dirty,” he told Seamus lightheartedly, pointing to his long jacket that lay a few feet away free of mud and away from the river. “My jacket’s over there. And I’m wearing dark things, so no one’ll notice.”

Kill grumbled softly in annoyance as he chucked another dripping and ordinary rock into the growing pile next to him. He’d been searching the riverbed for gemstones for about an hour now, and his knees and back hurt from leaning over the rushing water so much.

He sat back on his heels with a groan of frustration, combing his hair out of his eyes with his fingers. His hands were freezing from the cold water, and he’d only found about six stones that could possibly be gems.

As he leaned back, tilting his head, Kill caught sight of a familiar face wandering his way. Oh. “Hi, Seamus,” Kill mumbled, rocking back on his heels to sit down properly. “Why’re you out here?”

[ @killjoy-tickles GUESS WHO IT IS BESTIEEEE ]

"Oh, just watching some idiot play with rocks. What are you doing?" Seamus stilled a bit further from the water, not keen on getting his boots covered in mud from the wetter parts. His head tilted to the side as a wry smile found it's way to his lips. He glanced over at the pile of rejects only to be caught by the shinier ones neatly stacked. Instantly he was curious enough to stride over and lift one up, rolling it around in his hand with interest.

"Looks as though you've found some that aren't so dull, mind if I take one?" The blond didn't wait for an answer as he pocketed the precious stone and turned to regard Kill. He enjoyed the vantage point of being able to look down on him considering he normally had to crane his neck up at people. "Aren't you worried you'll get dirty? Sitting in a spot like that doesn't seem comfortable."

(@killjoy-tickles hihi :D)

#lil baby maaaaaan #look at them go

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yea

W,, would anyone like to rp with my oc?

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Hi there! My name’s Scruff! I’m the admin for this account. My pronouns are he/they and I’m relatively new to Tumblr, so I’m still trying to figure everything out :)

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THIS IS A STRICTLY SFW BLOG. IF YOUR BLOG FEATURES NSFW CONTENT PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT OR FOLLOW ME.

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Headcanons under the cut!

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APPEARANCE :

Kill is below average height, standing at about 5’6

He’s got a pretty average build, but he has some noticeable muscle

He’s also relatively lightweight and easy to lift, since he weighs only about 130lbs

Kill’s got really dark hair that’s very soft and fluffy and curls around his face and ears in wisps

His eyes are a really bright blue and have a ring of gold around the pupils

He paints his nails black on the left hand and white on the right

He wears a lot of black, but the usual fit is just a plain old t-shirt and jeans plus loads of jewelry, chains, and an extra couple belts. He also tends to carry a gas mask, but it usually sits around his neck and not on his face

He’s got f r e c k l e s. So many. All over.

He’s also got a load of scars

Most notably on his face, hands, arms, and chest

His nails are blunt and short

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GENERAL HEADCANONS :

Kill’s favourite colour is actually blue!

He’s usually quite blank and unemotional, so he doesn’t smile much unless he’s around his friends.

He wears a lot of rings, and he has a very specific one ( it’s a plain black ring ) that he wears on his ring finger. He doesn’t like to talk about why.

He chews on his fingers when he’s bored or nervous. Therefore is knuckles and fingers are scarred from when he was a kid and didn’t know how to control it.

Kill blushes really easily since his skin is quite pale and he gets embarrassed at the drop of a hat, really.

He often forgets to eat or drink and people have to remind him.

He likes to wear platform shoes / boots to make himself taller.

He has dimples! He’s insecure about them.

He’s half-piglin, so he has tusks that curl over his lip. They aren’t very sharp but he has a gold ring on the left one.

He’s got pointy ears that are adorned in loads of jewelry and earrings! There are a few rips from combat where they got torn out so he wears less now, but he still likes it.

He doesn’t have hooves, but he usually walks around on the balls of his feet for more dexterity.

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LER HEADCANONS :

Kill is such a scary ler it’s not even funny.

He has a knack for pinpointing his lees’ most ticklish spots and figuring out exactly what kind of tickling gets to them the best and shelves it away in his head for later.

He’s also an absolute master of teasing.

It’s just relentless cooing and taunts while he tickles his lee.

His favourite teases are compliments!

Kill is also huge on tickle games.

The ‘keep your arms up’ game is his favourite, and the punishment is the same every time : that the lee will have their arms restrained by force. And he always wins at it.

He thinks fighting back is half the fun so due to that he loves chasing his lees and wrestling with them and having them fight back.

A n t i c i p a t i o n.

Kill loves it.

He’s so good at it too-

He’ll wiggle his fingers inches above his lee’s spots and tease them about how they react

Even tho he can be scary Kill is actually really soft and can go the nine yards

If his lee needs soft tickles that’s what he’ll give

He’s very flexible with his lee’s needs and will do whatever they need him to do

HUGE ON AFTERCARE

He’ll give them water and cuddles afterwards and make sure they’re comfortable and happy

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LEE HEADCANONS :

Absolutely cannot take what he dishes out

Literally everything that he does to other people works just as well on him idk what to tell you

P e t n a m e s

Please he will probably platonically fall in love with his ler if they use these

Most of anything flies but his favourites include giggles, cutie pie, and sweetheart

He loves rough tickles more ( ie. revenge tickles, punishment tickles, etc. ) normally but soft tickles are good for when he’s in a bad mood or sleepy.

Speaking of being sleepy tickling him while he’s tired is an absolute 10 / 10 because his sleepy giggles are all raspy and he unconsciously leans into the tickling and doesn’t squirm much

Despite how he is as a ler he’s actually a really adorable lee

He’s very squirmy and his giggles are super bubbly and squeaky

He also blushes a lot

Kill is a huge squirmer though so he’s gonna kick and squirm and twist his torso around all while laughing his head off and if he’s not restrained he will attempt to leave or push his ler’s hands away

Not that he wants it to stop he’s just a very ticklish person and can’t stand sitting still and just taking it

Don’t be fooled by his resistance though he absolutely loves being tickled he’s just really shy about it

He doesn’t tell people he’s ticklish unless he trusts them bc he knows as soon as they start tickling him it’ll be obvious that he likes it and they’ll both know he’s insanely sensitive and also likes it

He’s basically just an adorable little worm that’s embarrassed to be so ticklish

OK BUT U KNOW WHAT WORKS HELLA WELL

Raspberries

And nibbles ofc

He gets so flustered with them and just hides his face bc they’re so intimate and he hasn’t really had experience with intimacy before

Raspberries usually make him snort and nibbles make him squeal and squirm more noticeably

He is also absolutely incapable of saying the t-word

It’s just so goddamn flustering to him

He much prefers provoking over actually asking because he can’t say the t-word unless it’s really quick and quiet and he gets really really embarrassed asking

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TICKLE SPOTS :

Kill is an unbelievably ticklish person by nature, so if you poke him at all he’ll probably flinch and giggle, but he has some notable spots!

Thighs : 10 / 10 — both a worst spot and a favourite spot. Good place to go to if you want him shrieking and begging ( ie. punishment for being annoying ). Sensitive to both kinds of tickling.

Underarms : 9 / 10 — definitely a panic spot. Anticipation is everything and if utilized right he will be laughing before you even touch him. Nervous giggles and babbling 100%. Sensitive to both kinds of tickling.

Hips : 8 / 10 — one hell of a squirming spot. Makes him buck and arch his back and if you drill thumbs into the divots he will snort. More sensitive to rougher tickles.

Neck / Ears : 6 / 10 — this is a huge giggle zone as well as a melt spot. Lots of cute noises like squeaks and snorts and hiccups, and he’ll scrunch up his nose and his shoulders trying to get away. Much more sensitive to lighter tickles.

Stomach : 6 / 10 — another favourite. Definitely makes him squirm and probably the most flustering spot for him. Raspberries make him snort. Sensitive to both kinds of tickles.

Everywhere else is kind of average!

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Might add more to this who knows 😩🤚

#letsgoooooo