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egg-on-a-legg · 1 year
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theyre so divorcecore
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tarochimochi · 4 months
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Losercake, everyday, daily.
Day 10
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skzoologist · 1 year
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How the tables have turned
word count: below 500 words
warnings: none, just a bit of flirting and teasing
summary: The karma for always teasing Bae finally strikes.
Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!
!I don't condone anyone stealing my work and posting it anywhere without my permission, or feeding it to AI!
!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!
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It was Bae's turn in the games, his team slumping down in defeat as they saw the challenge: put on the cat ears.
The other team cheered, knowing they would have an easy time flustering the tall male. It usually only took a flirt or two, why would it be any different now?
So, Bae placed on the contraption and sat in the chair with his elbows resting on his knees, waiting for his challenger with a neutral expression.
Hyunjin stood up from the opposite team with a teasing smirk, few people letting out an ‘Ooooh’. Others voiced their worries, a confused expression on their faces, rightfully so: letting the artist go against the easily flustered male seemed like an overkill.
But the male in focus just continued to sit there, eyes following the younger’s every move. Hyunjin walked around him, stopping behind the sitting male. Sitting up fully, Bae laid back and shot a quick smirk towards his teammates, quickly schooling his expression afterwards.
The younger bent down to be on his level, mouth close to his ear.
“Will you be okay Hyung, I wonder.”
With that murmur, the male left butterfly touches on his shoulders, slowly inching towards his torso. Teasingly retracting his hands, he walked in front of the sitting male and placed himself in his lap, arms lazily resting on the older's shoulders. 
Albeit soon Hyunjin’s reaction shifted slightly, feeling the older male’s hands snake onto his hips, chests almost touching.
“I wonder…” - lowly murmured the Bae, lips hovering above the other’s throat dangerously.
A cheshire grin took form on his face and Hyunjin knew he was in danger, hastily standing up and taking a few steps back, a surprised expression sitting on his lightly dusted face. The tall male just leaned back onto his knees, smirk now openly sitting on his face, eyeing the shocked expression of the others.
“Anyone else?”
The ears didn’t move through the whole ordeal, really. Everyone just shook their heads, shocked into silence.
The 1 minute kept slowly trickling down and before anyone had realised it, it was over.
The calm male stood up, face quickly gaining colour as the ears went haywire atop his head. “Ah, Bae hyung fooled us!” - Jisung shouted and sure enough, everyone called Bae out on it. He didn’t answer though, just took off the headband and hastily sat behind one of his teammates who was willing to hide him from most of the cameras as everyone kept poking fun at him.
He couldn’t look at anyone, especially Hyunjin, making the other laugh in amusement.
“I was very surprised. Hyung is very sexy when bold, illegally so.”
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tiffaluvr · 1 month
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I saw someone say that Michel was the first black character in HCH like ???? What is Ulyssa?? A roach????? And also May!!! The one maid that Odette yells at!!! She's not a main character but she's there!!!
HOW DARE THEY DO MY GIRL ULYSSA LIKE THAT?!?!?;?;?!?;€?#!#!!_)@!29#(RAHHHHHHHHHHHH
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lipglossanon · 1 year
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gojonanami · 3 months
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I want Prof. Geto to soft dom me
I think now is the appropriate time to confess that I want that too.
yes let us all confess what we want prof geto to do us
...maybe i should be careful about asking for that hahahahha
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Literally what every Ninjago fan on Tumblr is asking for
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Can you imagine if Nelson sees Lloyd? That’s the guy Wu compared him to in Snaketastrophy!
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Will do an edit when Ninjago gives us show form of Oni Lloyd
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croquel · 2 years
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drew this on @kit-the-dreamer 's whiteboard. larry da vinci is the heart of lbp 2 nobody understands me boohoo
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mossyflowers · 1 year
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I'm going to CRY I keep getting so many nice comments on all my rw posts- especially for POM's blog AND
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NICE TO ME....
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snootlestheangel · 20 days
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POV you're Snootles opening her askbox to see two of her mutuals sending her sweet shit
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vikingpoteto · 1 month
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you know when someone follows you and you check their blog and you're like. why. then you realize you're a guilty pleasure follow.
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dying-weeds · 1 year
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Reblog to give your goreblog mutuals a loving stab in the neck
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infernal-feminae · 5 months
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pidgefudge · 9 months
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me and my mutuals in the middle of the night actively liking and reblogging each others posts but not actually talking
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spyskater · 1 year
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Me: -sees Willow rp pop up; Oh, no... Must. Contain. Myself.
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happyandticklish · 1 year
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I posted 2,995 times in 2022
That's 572 more posts than 2021!
1,173 posts created (39%)
1,822 posts reblogged (61%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@ssnicker-doodless
@sleepysheepytea
@otomiya-tickles
@ticklishraspberries
@nhasablogg
I tagged 2,988 of my posts in 2022
#tickling - 1,989 posts
#non tickling - 908 posts
#asks - 841 posts
#answered ask - 841 posts
#art - 653 posts
#tickle art - 608 posts
#fanart - 593 posts
#tickle fic - 434 posts
#fanfiction - 432 posts
#tickle headcannon - 379 posts
Longest Tag: 140 characters
#and this fic was hella cute man i completely condone the headcannon that charlie runs naturally cold and makes nick suffer because of it lol
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Touching grass is not enough I need to be tickling a cute man in my arms until he's giggling.
225 notes - Posted July 22, 2022
#4
Oh to have a strong man at my mercy so I can tickle him out of his mind while he's helpless to do anything about it.
245 notes - Posted May 3, 2022
#3
Helping Hands
Notes: Encanto fic because I wasn’t not gonna write something for it. Anyway, here’s the result of my lee Bruno obsessed brain~
Summary: Camilo and Mirabel are more than willing to remind Bruno what it’s like to be in a family again.  
“Bruno! Help!”
The taller man whirled in surprise at his name before grunting as a tiny form was suddenly wrapping around his waist, hiding behind him. Camilo peeked his head out nervously, though there was a smile on his face, indicating nothing was technically wrong.
“Ah! Camilo!” Bruno lifted his arms warily, unsure what to do with the boy now attached to him. “Is everything alright?”
Camilo shook his head, and started giggling a bit, a strange reaction for whatever was causing him such fear. “You have to hide me! She’s a menace, Bruno, a menace, and I’ve done absolutely nothing to deserve this.”
Bruno blinked. With each word that came out of his nephew’s mouth he found himself growing more and more confused. He looked up, expecting a monster of some kind, or perhaps an angry Alma (she had been known to strike terror in the hearts of those around her at times), but instead he caught only a glimpse of Mirabel in the distance.
“You can’t run forever!” she called out teasingly, walking calmly over to them. Camilo merely gripped Bruno tighter, his nervous laughter growing more frantic the closer she came. “Bruno isn’t going to save you, is he?”
“Save him from what exactly?” Bruno asked hesitantly, wondering if maybe the two had been in a fight. He placed a protective hand behind him on Camilo’s shoulders, though Mirabel didn’t look like she wanted to hurt him.
Mirabel had finally reached them, and before Bruno could think she had ducked under his arm, squeezing Camilo’s sides to make him let go. Camilo shrieked, arms slamming to his side as he jerked away from her. The two ran around Bruno a couple times, leaving him dizzy as he attempted to keep up with them, before finally Mirabel snagged his poncho and they both tumbled to the ground.
“Bruno! Ahaha, hehehelp!”
She was… tickling him. Oh. Tickling. Of course.
Bruno watched in confusion as Mirabel trapped the other in a tickly hug/tackle on the ground, squeezing up and down his sides and wiggling fingers under his arms. Camilo squeaked, babbling out protests as he squirmed. There were flashes as he tried to shapeshift in an attempt to free himself, but each time she would simply target a new spot and he would revert to normal.
“This is what you get for trying to run away from me!” Mirabel exclaimed triumphantly, her glasses slightly askew from the chase. She spidered her fingers quickly up his sides, and Camilo burst into panicked giggles, shoving frantically at her hands. “And now, you must be punished! I’m sure you’re familiar with the tickle monster, aren’t you?”
“Dohohon’t cahall yohohourself thahahat!” Camilo managed to scramble a few feet away, but she merely grabbed his ankle, pulling his sandal off and scuttling fingers up his soles. Camilo yelped, his escape attempt ruined as he resorted to writhing on the ground and tugging at his leg. “Ahaha! Noho fahahair! T-Tihiho Bruhuno, shehe’s beheheing mean!”
Awkwardly, unsure if he was supposed to get involved or not, Bruno leaned down, tapping on Mirabel’s shoulder. “Don’t you think he’s had enough by now?”
Mirabel snorted, shaking her head. “Please. I’ve hardly started. He deserves much worse for stealing the buns that should have been mine.” She emphasized the last word by scribbling under his toes, a tactic that had the helpless boy in hysterics.
“Nahahahat thehehere!” Camilo begged, his laughter rising several pitches as his tugging became more desperate in nature. “A-Ahaha, Mirahahabel! C’mohon ihihit tihihihickles, plehehehease!”
It was clear he couldn’t take much more of this, however justifiable the revenge may have been, and so Bruno decided to intervene again. “Still, I think he’s had enough. Look at him—he’s dying.” 
Camilo nodded his head with frantic laughter, trying to show her that yes, he very much was dying.
Mirabel sighed, rolling her eyes at her sympathetic uncle, but reluctantly released the other. Camilo jerked his foot away, stumbling a few feet forward as he caught his breath. He gripped his sandal off the ground, slipping it back on with a pointed look at Mirabel. “That was way too much for one bun!” He stood up, dusting the dirt off his poncho. Though he was certainly playing the act of the wounded victim, his lip jutted out in a pout and his arms crossed huffily, he didn’t seem ultimately upset with his cousin. There was a happy crinkle to his eyes, and whenever Mirabel wasn’t looking, Bruno noticed a leftover smile flicker over his lips.
“It was two buns,” Mirabel corrected, standing up as well. Camilo flinched back, arms up defensively in preparation for a second attack, only lowering them when he realized his cousin was really done. “And I happen to know you didn’t really mind—”
“Ah, okay!” Camilo yelped, quickly covering her mouth with one hand and steering her away from Bruno. “Okay, shut up, shut up, I’m sorry about your bun, whatever!” His cheeks were dusted a light pink, and Bruno frowned in confusion as they moved past him.
Mirabel pulled his hand down, smirking back at him as she was pulled away. “What, you don’t want Bruno to know how you love being t—”
“I said shut up!” Camilo squawked in embarrassment, shifting into a man of much larger stature to help push her away faster. “Don’t go around telling all my secrets to our new Tio!” he hissed in a sharp whisper, though the damage had been done already.
“I hardly think it’s a secret if everyone knows. Besides, he’s not our new Tio, living in the walls didn’t make his familial status just disappear—”
“Sorry,” Bruno called after them, interrupting them both. His words faltered a bit, not wanting to be a bother, though curiosity ultimately got the best of him. “Don’t tell Bruno what exactly? It’s just that if it’s something that involves me, I—well, I won’t mind if you tell me, I’d just prefer to know what it is.”
Mirabel blinked, snorting a little. “No, no, it has nothing to do with you. Camilo here just likes being tickled, that’s all.”
“Mirabel!”
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#2
Mercilessly pursuing a lee's worst spot, not for very long, only a minute or two, just enough to drive them up the wall. And then, for the next several minutes after that, tickling spots that are close to it so they tense up with a tirade of frantic giggles and pleas, only for you to dodge away to a different spot.
Innocently commenting when you notice
"What are you getting so worked up about, hmm? Oh, you didn't think I was gonna go there, did you?"
And then, once they're properly ramped up, ever so slowly spider-walking your fingers closer and closer to that spot, softly teasing them the whole way, watching them slowly devolve the closer you get.
431 notes - Posted August 12, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
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This is what Steve looks like when he's tickled, y'all can fucking fight me on this.
1,199 notes - Posted July 28, 2022
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