-I’m 18 (I’ll be 19 in may) since I will be posting some nsfw art, I’ll have to ask minors to dni.
-I’m lesbian and a heavy lee-leaning switch (and a pillow princess👀)
-I’ve been an artist for a WHILE, but I just recently started drawing tk art, so I may not be the best, sorry!!
-Regardless, I’ll still draw your tk art if you’d like! I’ll start drawing them for free, but as I get more comfortable with it I’ll start doing paid commissions :)
-My favorite tk spot in general is the tummy!!
-My mood on tickling changes frequently, so there will be times where I will post mainly sfw art and be actually uncomfortable with the thought of nsfw, and times where I’ll post strictly nsfw🤷♀️ I will say that I’m like 90% sfw lmao, I just have my moods.
-I’m studying mathematics from home, and I work as a waitress on the side! However, I also am taking paid commissions on a different account which is also how I get extra cash!
If you have any other questions, don’t be shy to ask! I’m happy to talk :3
Boundaries!!
-Men, please be respectful in my space. Do not be weird, I am a lesbian and I don’t want you being creepy to me or any other lesbians. This is a mostly women/lesbian safe space :)
-Please don’t be extremely nsfw, like to an overwhelming degree..and don’t even try to suggest the thought of non-consensual ANYTHING here. If that’s what you like, this is not the blog for you.
-I’m not looking for a partner, so please don’t offer.
My main interests!!
-TADC
-Hazbin Hotel
-Beastars
-Metalocalypse
(I’m a cornball I know💔)
Uhh yeah that’s basically it!! I’ll mostly post art of my ocs and fanart. Thanks for reading!!
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1: Virgin?
2: Shoe size
3: Do you smoke?
4: Do you drink?
5: Do you take drugs?
6: Age you get mistaken for
7: Have tattoos?
8: Want any tattoos?
9: Got any piercings?
10: Want any piercings?
11: Best friend?
12: Relationship status
13: Biggest turn ons
14: Biggest turn offs
15: Favorite movie
16: I’ll love you if
17: Someone you miss
18: Most traumatic experience
19: A fact about your personality
20: What I hate most about myself
21: What I love most about myself
22: What I want to be when I get older
23: My relationship with my sibling(s)
24: My relationship with my parent(s)
25: My idea of a perfect date
26: My biggest pet peeves
27: A description of the girl/boy I like
28: A description of the person I dislike the most
29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend
30: What I hate the most about work/school
31: What your last text message says
32: What words upset me the most
33: What words make me feel the best about myself
34: What I find attractive in women
35: What I find attractive in men
36: Where I would like to live
37: One of my insecurities
38: My childhood career choice
39: My favorite ice cream flavor
40: Who wish I could be
41: Where I want to be right now
42: The last thing I ate
43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately
44: A random fact about anything
heterosexual ticklepost: You seem to be acting bratty... Oho... How quaint... You'll learn your lesson when I pull out my... [insert uncredited tickle gif] TurboTickler9000 😈🪶
homosexual ticklepost: what if stewing in stomach acid tickled really bad
I looove tickle torture and being tied down and sexual tickling but ugh god I love silly fun playful tickling sooooo bad. Like wrestling around in bed and getting pinned and tickled silly. Raspberries being blown on your stomach and sides. Goofy teasing and giggling and never wanting it to stop bc it feels so fun and silly and sweet.
A/N: what can I say? they inspire me. you know what else inspires me? the agonizing lack of content there is for them 💀
Ship: Huskerdust
No beta, we die for our craft
Word count: 1,720
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One wouldn't typically think of obnoxious behavior as out of character for Angel Dust, but this was a tad excessive. In a way that spells out exactly what he wants, if you know what to look for.
Angel had a very particular set of needs, some being more overt than others, but one facet of his desire was not known to many. Ironically, his incessant jabber of licking holes and getting punished weren't nearly as vulnerable as this information was. He never told his nightly flings, he never told Valentino, and he rarely became close enough to anyone to be able to share.
Angel Dust, the world-renowned porn star, loved to be tickled.
Now, some might say this could very easily fit into his menagerie of BDSM kinks. But that's what was so humiliating. It wasn't a kink. It wasn't sexy. It was romantic. Even downright fond.
His need would be fulfilled from time to time as partners or clients sought playfulness, but he wouldn't bring up his appreciation of it. Merely went along with and pretended to hate it. How far that was from the truth.
The obvious downside to this, of course, is that no one is available to satisfy your lee moods. Like today, for example.
The minute Angel woke up, he knew today was going to be one of those days.
The thoughts were driving him mad. He needed someone to hold him and touch him and take away his control in a way that had nothing to do with pain or power. It was about trust and love and sharing and fucking christ, does he sound like a hippie.
The thought of telling Husk did cross his mind, seeing as how they were now a month into their relationship, but he quickly banished it to where all the other scary thoughts go. Surely, he would laugh at him or look at him with disgust.
He couldn't risk it this time.
Not with Husk.
Not with him.
Fortunately, there was an option B. You see, he already loved to get on people's nerves, and that happened to be the most successful way to get tickled. As retribution.
The hotel guests, of course, didn't pick up on Angel's different behavior. They merely gave him a smirk or an eye-roll, but nothing more. Except, of course, Husk.
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Angel sauntered over to the bar counter where his pussycat was busy at work polishing bottles.
"Mornin', Whiskers. Did ya dream of me?" Angel said, batting his eyelashes.
Husk chuckled. "Yeah, I did. It was the noisiest dream of my afterlife."
Angel gasped in mock offense and pouted. "I thought you liked our little chats!"
"I do when I'm not working. Just sit tight until I'm on my break, we can go cuddle as much as you want then, okay?"
"But that's sooo long from now!"
Returning to his bottles, Husk half-turned away from Angel, who was growing antsy.
He waited a couple of moments, then very swiftly poked his bartender in the arm.
"Baby, I can't talk right now, I'm busy."
Another poke.
"Fuck, can't you wait 5 minutes?" Husk sighed with a hint of annoyance.
It seemed to be working. One more push should send him over the edge.
Angel plucked the rag out of Husk's paw and held it out of his reach.
Husk finally turned to face his boyfriend.
Was this it? Was he gonna snap and tickle him senseless for pestering him?
The cat leaned forward, grabbed the rag, and went back to his task after giving Angel a tired glare.
It was obvious to the spider that his lover wouldn't bite. Defeated, he left the bar to find something else to distract himself with.
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It was a few hours later when Angel found himself cuddled up next to Husk watching a movie. It was some crime boss flick, something-or-other. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't paying much attention to it. The incessant thoughts of laughter and smiles spun 'round his head, keeping his focus off of the gunfight happening on-screen.
On impulse, Angel started playing with Husk's ears, plucking and pulling and flicking in any way he could to get a rise out of him.
"What the- stop! I'm trying to watch." The cat said.
"I ain't doing nothing~"
Next, Angel gave a teensy little push to Husk's tophat, just enough to put it off-center.
"If you're that bored, why'd you pick this movie?" Was the reply.
"Who said I was bored? I'm very entertained," Angel said.
And finally, he twirled his finger around the tail beside him like a spaghetti noodle and gave it a tug.
That seemed to do the trick. Husk's face whipped to meet Angel's.
"What is going on with you? You've been pressing my buttons all day. What's the matter? You feeling friskier than normal or somethin'?" Husk was confused, and annoyed certainly, but more than anything, curious. This wasn't typical Angel Dust behavior. This was a cry for help. In regards to what, he had no idea.
Angel certainly wasn't giving him any help. "I don't know what you're talking about," he quipped with a smile tugging at his lips.
Husk watched him for a moment, then seemingly gave up and returned to cuddling in front of the movie.
It only frustrated Angel more. What was with this guy?! It didn't normally take THIS much effort to instigate a good tickle fight! And the cuddling made everything worse. Like waving a bone in front of a dog. He was given just enough touch to drive him crazy but not enough to satisfy his hunger.
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Several days had gone by, and Angel's lee mood persisted, and Husk still wasn't taking the bait. The spider began to wonder if he would ever get tickled again at this rate.
One night, the two sinners were sitting in bed together, being on their phones or reading. It was quiet nights in with each other like these that they treasured more than anything.
Angel had lost almost all hope of actually getting tickled. No matter what he tried to get Husk's goat, nothing worked. But that didn't mean he wouldn't try.
Husk was so enraptured by the book in front of him that he didn't notice the mischievous look creeping onto his boyfriend's face.
Angel snatched the book out from Husk's nose and dangled it in front of him. "Why would you want to look at some ol' book when you could be looking at meee~?"
Husk gave the usual huff and eye-roll.
Angel waited for a moment, then set the book aside in order to sprawl across Husk's lap with his hands supporting his head.
"What's the matter, Whiskers?" He emphasized the provoking nickname. "Am I botherin' ya?"
Angel pursed his lips and gave the kitty's nose a boop.
For a moment, it was silent as Husk looked down at his lover in what looked to be...
An epiphany.
Then came the chuckle.
"You know, if you wanted it so bad, you coulda just asked," Husk sultry said.
What?
What did that-
Angel didn't have time to finish the thought before Husk's claws were dancing nimbly on his sides. He squealed in startlement, and the giggles came flowing out. As much as his body wanted to worm and wriggle away from the touch, his heart was exactly where it wanted to be. Where he needed to be. But what Husk had said-
"Whahat does thahahat mehehean?!" The spider queried.
"Don't act like you haven't been trying to provoke me into ticklin' you this whole time. Honestly, it all seems kinda obvious now," Husk laughed, "Can't believe I didn't piece it together sooner."
Wait, he knew?!
Abort, abort, abort!
"I dohont know whahahat you're tahahalking abohohout!"
"Relax, I ain't judging," Husk assured warmly, "I've heard of far stranger things than a pesky little brat who wants to relinquish control every now and then. 'Sides, I can't say it's not adorable." His voice took on a more teasing tone at that last statement.
And Angel noticed it.
His face began burning hellfire red as the claws at his sides still scribbled furiously, and his giggles now elevated to laughter.
"Ihihit's NOHOHOT!" Angel cried indignantly.
"Uh huh. And what do you call this?" Husk darted his hands up to the spider's neck and scritched and scratched into every nook and cranny he could reach.
Glass could shatter at the pitch Angel shrieked. His chortles returned to snickers and giggles as he tried to invert his head into his body like a turtle. What's more, he even began to 'tee-hee'. Like a coquettish little school girl. How humiliating.
"Seems pretty cute to me~," Husk cooed with a saccharine smile.
Angel couldn't tell if he loved it or hated it.
"I've never seen this smile on you before! Maybe I should tickle you all the time."
Definitely loved it.
Husk ran his claws down from his neck to his shoulders all the way down to his underarms.
The spider's arms snapped with the strength of a bear trap. He screeched with all his might and began to cackle. This was the most pleasant hell he's ever been in! His face-splitting grin wasn't just from all the laughing. He hoped Husk knew that.
The cat in question jumped at the loud noise. "Woah! Didn't realize this was a bad spot. You okay down there?" His fingers slowing for a second.
Angel could not nod fast enough.
Husk could feel his icy heart melting. Christ, the things this boy did to him. He'd keep this up all night if it kept Angel happy and free and forgetful of his troubles.
"Alright, just let me know when you've had enough," and with that, Husk tickled his pits harder than he did before, "But next time, just ask for this instead of purposely getting on my nerves. I'd rather just give you the love without the headache, okay baby?"
And he did.
It wasn't easy for Angel, but part of this new dynamic was learning to trust each other, hoping that the other would catch them when they fell. Every moment they spent together proved that they would.
But for now, all that was left was Angel's blissful laughter, Husk's light-hearted teases, and five nosy tennants listening in from beyond the door.
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The more tickle scenes I write, the harder it is to think of new things to say lol 😅
Thank you all so much for the kind feedback, you guys are why I write ❤️
