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#multiple lers
greenticklerdreams · 2 months
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The ler sitting on your arms finishes rubbing baby oil into your stretched out armpits.
"Give it here," says the ler straddling your hips, and they hand off the bottle across your body.
"It's so slippery!" coos the ler on your arms, and you feel one finger drag - no, slide - in the hollow of your armpit.
"Hey now! I'm working here!" says the other ler, slightly annoyed, and their warm, oily hands start rubbing down your exposed tummy and ribs. "Don't start without me. And YOU," they add, looking directly into your eyes, "you hold still until I'm done. Got it?"
"They're so bossy, aren't they?" the ler on your arms murmurs, just loud enough to be heard. You feel their fingertips resting on your armpits again. This ler smirks into an upside-down grin. "Don't move, now. You heard them."
"And YOU'RE unfair," snipes your other ler, working the oil into your hips. "There, all done." They give your tummy a light pat with each hand, slap slap. "NOW I'm ready. Are you?"
"You know it."
"I wasn't asking you."
"Uh huh."
"ANYWAY. You're allowed to move now. Let's begin."
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thebest-medicine · 5 months
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me for no reason: *thinking about multiple lers*
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screams-of-laughter · 5 months
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If I go crazy, this should be my treatment 🦋🦋🦋
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Tickle Asylum ~ https:// ~ Link to video 18+ ONLY!!
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al-911 · 2 years
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When you start to lose sight of your lee beneath a swarm of wiggling fingers, you may have enough torturers.
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dreamingticklee · 5 months
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i just need a few friends to come over real quick to pin me down and gang tickle me
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creepychippy · 4 months
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Characters with multiple Arms: [exist]
Every Lee, Ler and Switch within a 1 Mile Radius:
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chucklechampion · 5 months
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lately ive been thinking a lot about a session with multiple lers being directed by my fiancee on exactly how best to tickle me.
imagine, the person who knows you best and knows how to take you completely apart standing above your tied body with a couple of people who are about to get a very effective crash course in driving you out of your mind. all the secret little techniques that make you spasm and scream and thrash; where to grasp at the collarbone, which way to scribble across the ball of the foot, how to form the hand to best squeeze your hips. not being able to get a word in edgewise as your new tormentors listen to a flustering lecture on how cutely you squeal when you do this right here. now having to plead to not one but multiple people about how it tickles too much, you cant take that spot, not there not there not there!
after not too long you’ll have a team of people who know all your embarrassing little traits and cant wait to use them against you. which they will. extensively~
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nikki-tine · 1 month
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Sent this sketch in @fluffyhare's inbox with intent to respond to their earlier ask answer (on top of my reblog, yeah) But I figured I should post this here too as it could work in more than one context :D
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tickletails · 1 year
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Got requested to draw Wukong using his clones to tickle attack Macaque >:3
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screams-of-laughter · 4 months
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I guess desperately wanting to be tied up and tickled by multiple lers is just too much to ask for at the moment 🙃
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mushiewrites · 1 year
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Wilbur's Visit
day 5 everyone! I had like 12 different ideas for today, but none of them happened and I suddenly got a fever and everything very quickly went downhill :D BUT, I'm fine, I managed to write a cute lil fic with some georgebur <3 and post before midnight, which I guess is something! Anyway, I hope you enjoy! (also, remember to use the # "mushies lee!George week" if you participate! thank u!)
day 5 - thighs / prompts found here!
(lee!George / ler!Wilbur / ler!Dream : 1.1K words)
“Your garden is huge!” 
“It’s called a yard here in America, Wilbur.”
“Okay, your yard is huge!” He adjusted his wording, using the heaviest American accent he could muster up. George rolled his eyes with a fake huff as he looked up at his friend with a wide smile.
The two British boys stood next to each other outside in the back of the Dream Team home, Wilbur having visited due to Lovejoy having a show somewhere in Orlando. Dream and Sapnap had run out to pick up food for the four of them while the rest of the band had opted to get some much needed rest in their hotel rooms before their show tomorrow. 
“It is! Almost as massive as- HEY! Whahahat?! Wilbur!” George was in the middle of making some idiotic joke, turning away from the taller boy to admire the expanse of his backyard when suddenly Wilbur was in front of him, crouching down and quickly standing up with a very confused George clinging to his back. 
“Tradition, Gogs!” Wilbur exclaimed, adjusting his grip under George’s thighs as he spoke to make sure he wouldn’t slip off of his back during the spontaneous piggyback ride he had decided to give the brunette. Wilbur squeezed at George’s thighs, on the sensitive flesh above the back of his knee, causing the smaller boy to kick out with a yelp. 
Wilbur tilted his head to the side so he could see George, realizing quickly that he was just as surprised as Wilbur was at the reaction he had. He curled his fingers a few times and watched as the younger boy’s face twisted into a huge smile, a few more squeaks escaping and confirming what he had suspected all along - George was ticklish.
“What was tha-“
“Don’t.” 
The elder giggled at George’s response, bouncing him a little on his back to make him squeal a few times, making sure to squeeze his hands up the bottom of George’s thighs as he did so.
The reaction was instantaneous. George was giggling like mad, kicking as much as he could as he buried his face into the back of Wilbur’s neck in an attempt to muffle his laughter. This caused Wilbur to start giggling as well, tilting his head to block the sensitive skin on his neck that George was now inadvertently tickling. 
“Stahap, you’re ti-! Y-You’re- ….just stohohop!” George exclaimed as Wilbur continued to squeeze, focusing on a spot towards his upper thighs that seemed to make the younger boy shriek every time he danced his fingers gently over it. George made a move to squirm out of the grasp, but to his surprise Wilbur started sprinting across the yard, cackling wildly when George screamed. 
“I’m what, Gogy? Tickling you?” He flashed George a smile over his shoulder, chuckling when he watched George’s face turn a bright red.
“Whahahahat?! Nohoho! Stohohop, plehehease! Wilbur!” 
“Noho can do! You were trying to escape my tickles! That’s extremely rude, don’t you think?” Wilbur spoke, bouncing George again to readjust his grip on the smaller boy. He moved his grasp towards George’s inner thighs this time, pushing in with his fingers a few times with a little more pressure and breaking out into giggles as George shrieked and attempted to climb off of him again. 
“Look! You���re doing it again!” Wilbur yelled before taking off once more across the yard, ending up next to the lounge chairs near the back door of the house. “Looks like you leave me no choice, George!” 
“Whahahat, I just- WILBUR!” George was suddenly dropped from Wilbur’s arms and landed on one of the chairs below, startling him and sending him into a frenzy of giggles. The weight of the two caused the back of the lounge chair to lay down completely, allowing Wilbur to push the smaller boy down onto his back. George quickly turned over onto his tummy to try and get away, but the taller boy straddled the backs of his calves so he couldn’t escape. 
“It’s fine, king, just relax!”
Contrary to his calming tone and request, Wilbur dug both hands into the backs of George’s upper thighs, focusing on the area towards the tops of them to make the brunette shriek. George clawed at the cushions of the seat before dropping his hands into the grass below, ripping up the blades as he laughed himself silly and pleaded like his life depended on it.
“NAHAHA PLEHEHEASE! Nohohohot there not thehehere!”
“Yes here! It seems like a good enough spot to me!” 
George resorted to bringing his hands up to cover his face, trying to block out his laughter and also to try and soothe the rapidly growing blush before Wilbur would try to flip him over and see. 
“It is a good spot,” George froze as he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him. “In fact, it’s probably the best.”
“Dream! How lovely to see you here on this fine afternoon!” He heard Wilbur over exaggerate his accent, deniably making him giggle more at the ridiculousness of the situation. 
“DREHEHEHEAM! Hehehelp mehehehe!” George pleaded, shoulders scrunched up to his ears and face still hidden in his hands due to the embarrassment of his best friend finding him in this predicament. It was nothing new, he had ended up in this exact scenario more times than he could count with the blonde, but that didn’t seem to make this any easier on him.
“Help you? Alright, if you say so.” 
George suddenly felt another set of hands begin squeezing at a very precise spot on his upper inner thighs, a spot only Dream knew, sending his laughter up an octave and causing his squirming to turn to thrashing. 
“DREHEHEAM!”
“Whahat?! I'm helping!” 
The brunette was in full hysterics, smacking his hands against the cushions of the chair as his thighs were tormented by his friends. It wasn’t until Sapnap wandered into the backyard looking for everyone, too hungry to wait for them to finish whatever torture Wilbur and Dream had started, that the two finally let him up.
When he was finally able to sit up, George felt tears streaming down his cheeks and whined in embarrassment. He wiped his face with his sleeves with a groan, turning to face the two and swearing to take down everyone in the house if they pulled anything like that again.i
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greenticklerdreams · 1 month
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Typing "sacrifice" into Google Images and seeing what comes up (TTRPG prep, long story) was a bad idea.
NORMAL HUMAN: "Oh no!!! Horrific human sacrifice!!!"
MY KNISMO ASS: " 😳 ... okay hear me out, replace the stone knife with a brush or an electric flosser or something, and..."
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ask-nightmare-ler · 1 year
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Anyone wanna play "Spin the Bottle" with me?
(RP with multiple players- You can reblog and start the rp!)
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alixlives · 7 months
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that one “drake the type of guy” meme
“drake the type of guy to give his homies a visit from the tickle monster” but replace drake with this mf
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skznccmlee · 9 months
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Ok, don't ask why or how, but I have a feather in my closet
I found it in idk where like a month ago, so I kept it and, as it's pretty small, I hid it in my closet cuz ofc my parents will question why the hell I have a feather in the house and they gonna think a lot of... Idk, other things to find out the explanation, and we don't want that so
BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT
The point is that now it's 11:28pm and I'm laying in my bed bored
So I decided to...test if I'm feather ticklish, cuz yk, it's good to know those things about you (nah, this is just an excuse, I'm in a serious lee mood I just wanted (and still want) tickles)
And yeah... Apparently I am, but idk if the type of ticklish that feathers can make me actually laugh or giggle at least, but at least they're gonna make me squirm, that's a thing
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slimeylee · 2 years
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RANBOO MY BELOVED
lets go.
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LEE HCS
he, will never, admit it. but he loves it
he bucks his hips a lot if you get this one spot near his waist line (so if your pinning him down or whatever you miight want to be careful)
squirms but tries to prevent himself from doing it
teases make his face all pink which tends to make the ler tease even m o r e, making ranboo's face very red once the ler stops tickling him...
he does little motions with his hands that tommy would do when he'd do ylyl's on stream (his arms up and palms pushed to his head, his hand(s) over his mouth, etc.)
worst spots are his back, knees, and underarms
melt spots are his neck and palms
light tickles deliver laughing, and rough tickles deliver squeaks, squeals, and most importantly, SNORTS
rough tickles and teases combined will make this man do all of these things like there is no tomorrow
thats all ive got for lee cc!ranboo hcs
LER HCS
hes decently nice but if you want him to be mean, oh he can be mean.
he will attempt to make your face red in as many ways as possible
this man is a teasy bastard and most of it he learned off of wilbur wilbur was hella impressed with how quickly ranboo got up to his level
he loves giving raspberries, nibbles, kisses, etc etc on his lees worst spots
he goes decently slow at first, soft and gentle lighthearted tickles if you ask him to REALLY wreck you though he will do as much as you want him to
just enjoys flustering his lees tbh
unless your actually like really desperate, he will try n challenge you by making you ask for tickles when you want them
loves pointing out every detail about his lee (ex.; "you're blushing" "you're squirming a lot" etc)
he tries to look focused, and has a serious face on, but behind that focused and serious look hes admiring how adorable you are/p
thats all ive got for ler cc!ranboo hcs
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hope yall like these :D
might add more to either of them, idk
-slime
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