I feel like everyone has at least one tickle related thing that can get them squealing.
One action or a phrase. That is all it could take for your body to have an involuntary reaction as an attempt to cope with how flustered you feel. One of the cutest things that could happen while you’re unseeing a mix of those sweet feelings? Squealing.
I swear, every little squeal I hear melts my heart. I would even say that it would be my goal to get that precious sound out of my lovely victim.
I only wonder what it would take. A little tease? A certain tickle spot? Anticipation? Knowing that I’m going to wreck you silly?
Knowing that I will do everything I can to hear a little noise? No need to doubt me, because the tickle monster will soon know all of it, tickle-bug~
Tickletober 2023 - The Owl House - Emerald Trio - lee!Hunter
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A/N: (now for a brief break from critical role lol) based on the cute photo from the thanks to them end credits. [continued here]
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“No way!” Gus cried triumphantly. “Captain Avery would never lose to Chief Engineer O’Bailey!” His arms hooked around Hunter’s ribs, heaving him backwards and nearly on top of the other witch.
“Heh- that’s what you think!” Hunter chuckled, maneuvering his arms so that he could reach back and grab Gus around his middle. Hunter pitched forward with a laugh, tugging Gus up over his shoulder and onto the sleeping bag beneath them.
They struggled back and forth a moment, Hunter impressed but still moving a little slowly in this close sparring range to give his friend a chance.
Maybe he underestimated Gus’s hand-to-hand combat ability, he realized as Gus locked one arm around Hunter’s neck.
A moment passed. “Heh not bad, but—” Hunter’s eyes bugged out as he felt a scribbling set of nails against the back of his neck. Before he could stop it, a surprised squeal escaped his lips. “AHHHHIIIII HAH-”
“You forget, I know your weakness, O’Bailey!” Gus chuckled with an evil grin.
Gus’s fingers on the tickling hand skipped about, tweaking at Hunter’s ears and shoulders and neck and even the backs of his armpits. Hunter found himself giggling, hunched over, weakly slapping every so often at Gus’s hands when he could reach them or they tickled a particularly bad spot along his back or neck.
Hunter’s laughter grew as Gus’s fingers crept down his spine, tickling from the base of his skull to his shoulder blades. “Ahahaha- nooooohoho!” Hunter wheezed. He wriggled under Gus but let him continue his game, despite the allegations of cheating. Feeling more carefree and silly than he had in a long time—maybe ever, Hunter lost himself to giggling.
— That is, until Willow barged in moments later to even the odds.
UR ARTSTYLE IS SO FUCKING SQUISHY IM TEARIGN PAINT OFF THE WALLS . UR phys is so pumpkin coded i hope they r always cosy and warm . and ur ouma .... hes so cute it almost makes me violent. HIS LITTLE FANGS IN THE FOURTH PIC ???? thank u so much for blessing my again they r everything to me
I actually don’t think it’s normal how much I’m attracted to toji… like yh I have a lot of fictional crushes but the thirst levels for him are criminal. he’s legit something else.