"does that tickle?" But not in a soft teasing way, in a low-key yelling to be heard over my cursing and screaming kind of way. In an aggressive active mockery as you tickle me to the floor in front of everyone to do whatever the hell you want with me because yeah, it does tickle. And it makes me useless
no bondage tickling with a willing lee and only indulging them with tickles so long as they can keep their arms above their head, and/or their toes spread, their legs apart, ect ect just leaving their sensitive spots exposed
You know what, I'm tired of seeing people say NSFW tickling content isn't wholesome. So here’s some wholesome NSFW tickling things in no particular order:
Putting your hand into someone's clothes to tickle their breasts/nipples/genitalia and them giggling because they didn't know they were ticklish there.
Tickle hickeys.
Tickling/kissing someone's thighs until they start moaning.
Ticklish erogenous zones, or erogenous zones that are ticklish.
Makeout sessions that turn into tickle fights and vice versa.
Tickle fights that lead to sex.
Naked tickle fights.
Tickle sex in general.
Using your foot to massage someone's crotch (which can be ticklish in and of itself) while you tickle their foot/feet. Bonus if you give their foot/feet tickle nibbles and/or suck on their toes.
Tummy raspberries that lead to oral.
Lickling.
Ticklish butts.
Being too ticklish to receive oral (or even enjoying the ticklish sensation while receiving oral).
Bottoms tickling their tops while their tops are inside them.
Tops tickling their bottoms while they're inside them.
This is all I could come up with for now, but feel free to add more!
Signed,
An asexual tickle kinkster who can't have penetrative sex. ✌️
You know what, I'm going to add something else about nuance in terms of enjoying both "SFW" and "NSFW" tickling.
I think we should just say "I enjoy tickling." End of sentence, no clarification or justification or explanation needed. Because in the end, we are still the tickling community. It is just a shame to see there be a split in the community when for the longest time there wasn't one (or it just wasn't as apparent).
Because the truth is, most of us do enjoy it in a variety of ways. Some of us enjoy it platonically with friends and partners while also enjoying it sexually with fantasies and porn. And that’s okay. Some of us only enjoy it platonically/non-sexually while for others it's solely sexual/the only way they can get off. And that’s okay, too.
It is when we see these black-and-white posts of NSFW tickling content being "unwholesome" or "dirty," or how SFW tickling bloggers are "secretly kinky." I do personally believe that people who tend to lean towards the NSFW side of the spectrum have a bit more nuance on the subject because historically those who are labeled as "deviant" tend to understand the different aspects of their identity, or are more open to exploring different aspects.
I am sharing my own experience. I do not agree that all SFW tickle bloggers are "ashamed of their kink" or "secretly kinksters," but I have seen SFW tickle blogs in my notifications who make posts claiming that NSFW tickle bloggers are depraved—and I see them liking NSFW gifsets and NSFW posts. I think those bloggers need to take some time to re-examine some internal biases and prejudices before they are hit with a wave of guilt and shame.
I've made a post about this before as well, and I don’t think all SFW tickle bloggers need to "get over their shame," because some of them don't have shame—some of them genuinely do only enjoy tickling completely non-sexually! (As a sidenote, please don't claim that everyone who enjoys tickling non-sexually is sexual, especially since there are plenty of kinky asexuals.) But I think NSFW bloggers are justified in being upset when so many of these new-age/new-wave SFW tickle blogs are claiming that NSFW bloggers are the bane of their existence and "give the tickling community a bad name."
We will always have a bad name. We will always be seen as strange and off-putting by those who don't understand. And those of us who enjoy it sexually and non-sexually? We will probably even be more ostracized, because it's very possible that if we admit to having a tickle kink/fetish but also enjoying it non-sexually, we will probably rarely be able to enjoy it non-sexually due to the aversion of the potential of arousal. And that is something I need the tickle community as a whole to understand.
It is not an "us vs. them" situation, and hopefully it doesn't become that, and hopefully we can learn to blog and exist in peace and harmony. But there is a lot of prejudice and bias that needs to be examined first. Sometimes it is coming from inside the house. But the more we refuse to acknowledge these prejudices and biases, the less likely we are going to be able to accept each other and ourselves.
Life is about learning. Keep educating yourselves. Signed, a queer and kinky educator. 🤟
I feel like you have verbalized a sentiment a lot of us have been feeling for a long time now, and I especially identify with this as an a-spec kinkster myself.
I'm going add something now that some people are not going to like: we wouldn't need a sfw community if we were unified in keeping minors out.
I think the majority of us realize that even if your interest in tickling is completely non-sexual, if you have a blog dedicated to tickling, you are not "normal" about tickling.
Because the reality is, the average person doesn't just sit around thinking about tickling. Whether you call it a fixation or a kink, if tickling is regularly preoccupying your thoughts, you do not share the average person's feelings toward tickling. Point blank.
This is an activity that involves touching other people's bodies. It is not okay for an adult on the Internet to be talking to an underage person about an activity that involves touching all over their body, especially in more private spaces like DMs or discord servers. Yet, new "16+" or even, appallingly, "13+" tickle discord servers open up and get advertised on Tumblr all the time. Big blogs spread these around, too.
It's weird, it's wrong, and the adults who are doing this are both taking advantage of the minor and putting them in danger. Because even if THAT adult isn't truly going to hurt them, who's to say the next adult who comes along won't? The people doing this are setting an incredibly dangerous precedent, whether they are actually a predator or not.
As long as we are divided on this issue, this community will stay divided. Personally, 95% of my art is nonsexual. I still don't tag it as sfw, because I KNOW that tag is full of minors. It also happens to be the biggest tag with the most "reach" in the tickle community on tumblr and it's exactly because of that -- it contains all of the minors and all of the adults, whereas minors tend to say out of the tags that aren't sfw.
So... if you're trying to get your work seen by the most people (and especially if your income depends on it), guess what tag you're going to use? Even if your art has bondage? Even if your art has people screaming for the tickling to stop? Even if your art clearly contains bdsm elements that would absolutely require consent in real life...? The sfw tag, of course.
I know a lot of people hate seeing this issue brought up, but I'll be honest -- every time I have thought about leaving Tumblr, it has been about this. I am also into sneezing, general bondage, and other kinks (or fixations, if you prefer) that are not inherently sexual. I cannot stress this enough: those communities DO NOT have this problem. There is NOBODY advocating for minors to be able to participate, they are unified in keeping minors out. They do not have a split community like we do, but they do have PLENTY of asexual people, just like we do.
I'm sorry if this comes as a shock, but it's not about nonsexual tickling enjoyers vs sexual tickling enjoyers. It's about people making space for minors in this community or not.
You know what, I'm tired of seeing people say NSFW tickling content isn't wholesome. So here’s some wholesome NSFW tickling things in no particular order:
Putting your hand into someone's clothes to tickle their breasts/nipples/genitalia and them giggling because they didn't know they were ticklish there.
Tickle hickeys.
Tickling/kissing someone's thighs until they start moaning.
Ticklish erogenous zones, or erogenous zones that are ticklish.
Makeout sessions that turn into tickle fights and vice versa.
Tickle fights that lead to sex.
Naked tickle fights.
Tickle sex in general.
Using your foot to massage someone's crotch (which can be ticklish in and of itself) while you tickle their foot/feet. Bonus if you give their foot/feet tickle nibbles and/or suck on their toes.
Tummy raspberries that lead to oral.
Lickling.
Ticklish butts.
Being too ticklish to receive oral (or even enjoying the ticklish sensation while receiving oral).
Bottoms tickling their tops while their tops are inside them.
Tops tickling their bottoms while they're inside them.
This is all I could come up with for now, but feel free to add more!
Signed,
An asexual tickle kinkster who can't have penetrative sex. ✌️
You know what, I'm going to add something else about nuance in terms of enjoying both "SFW" and "NSFW" tickling.
I think we should just say "I enjoy tickling." End of sentence, no clarification or justification or explanation needed. Because in the end, we are still the tickling community. It is just a shame to see there be a split in the community when for the longest time there wasn't one (or it just wasn't as apparent).
Because the truth is, most of us do enjoy it in a variety of ways. Some of us enjoy it platonically with friends and partners while also enjoying it sexually with fantasies and porn. And that’s okay. Some of us only enjoy it platonically/non-sexually while for others it's solely sexual/the only way they can get off. And that’s okay, too.
It is when we see these black-and-white posts of NSFW tickling content being "unwholesome" or "dirty," or how SFW tickling bloggers are "secretly kinky." I do personally believe that people who tend to lean towards the NSFW side of the spectrum have a bit more nuance on the subject because historically those who are labeled as "deviant" tend to understand the different aspects of their identity, or are more open to exploring different aspects.
I am sharing my own experience. I do not agree that all SFW tickle bloggers are "ashamed of their kink" or "secretly kinksters," but I have seen SFW tickle blogs in my notifications who make posts claiming that NSFW tickle bloggers are depraved—and I see them liking NSFW gifsets and NSFW posts. I think those bloggers need to take some time to re-examine some internal biases and prejudices before they are hit with a wave of guilt and shame.
I've made a post about this before as well, and I don’t think all SFW tickle bloggers need to "get over their shame," because some of them don't have shame—some of them genuinely do only enjoy tickling completely non-sexually! (As a sidenote, please don't claim that everyone who enjoys tickling non-sexually is sexual, especially since there are plenty of kinky asexuals.) But I think NSFW bloggers are justified in being upset when so many of these new-age/new-wave SFW tickle blogs are claiming that NSFW bloggers are the bane of their existence and "give the tickling community a bad name."
We will always have a bad name. We will always be seen as strange and off-putting by those who don't understand. And those of us who enjoy it sexually and non-sexually? We will probably even be more ostracized, because it's very possible that if we admit to having a tickle kink/fetish but also enjoying it non-sexually, we will probably rarely be able to enjoy it non-sexually due to the aversion of the potential of arousal. And that is something I need the tickle community as a whole to understand.
It is not an "us vs. them" situation, and hopefully it doesn't become that, and hopefully we can learn to blog and exist in peace and harmony. But there is a lot of prejudice and bias that needs to be examined first. Sometimes it is coming from inside the house. But the more we refuse to acknowledge these prejudices and biases, the less likely we are going to be able to accept each other and ourselves.
Life is about learning. Keep educating yourselves. Signed, a queer and kinky educator. 🤟
Hi again ^~^ I asked for a Seer x reader thing and I jsut came up with a better idea, hopefully soemthing that will help you write. What if Seer is trying to use the reader as a canvas or soemthing similar? <3
Funny Bones
A/N: I hope this is to your liking! I made this story Halloween themed 'cause I kinda have the spooky season on the brain. Let me know what you think!
With Halloween approaching, you are exploring ideas for costumes, and settle on being a neon skeleton. You ask Seer to help you with the body paint. He is happy to oblige and promises to do his best work for you. You just didn’t know that those paint brushes would tickle so much…
“(Y/N), biko. You must try to hold still…”
Obi instructed with a small chuckle. The crisp autumn air spilled into his apartment room and danced around the two of you. Even though it didn’t have an official smell, Halloween was in the air, and you couldn’t wait to show off your costume. You’d settled on being a skeleton and were going to use neon, blacklight reactive paint to achieve your look. There was only one problem…
Paint brushes tickled. And they tickled a lot.
You looked up at Obi with a wide grin as he lowered the paint brush towards your neck. So far, all he’d completed was the face make up. “I’m tryhyhying,” you snickered. “Buhut it rehehehally tihihickles.”
“I know, my friend.” Obi chuckled. “Be strong. We have uncovered a small glimpse of the masterpiece that is just waiting to be unveiled.”
You took a breath. Obi did not resume painting yet, waiting for your permission to keep going. After another brief moment, you closed your eyes and nodded. “Okay, okay. I’m ready.”
Obi nodded. You tilted your head back to give him access. And, the second the tip of the paintbrush grazed your neck, you squealed. You fought the urge to bring your head back down. Obi, with his free hand, gently held the back of your head, more so to steady himself. It wouldn’t be enough if you decided to bring your head down anyway.
“Be still,” Obi gently reminded, outlining the small rectangles along the front of your neck. You snorted.
“Huhuhrryyy…” You whined. The giggles spilled from your lips as Obi moved down, stopping just above your collarbone. You sighed with relief. “Ahahare—are yohuhu dohohne?”
“Not quite, that was only the outline,” Obi answered, shaking his head. He cleaned off the brush he was using and dipped it into a fresh coat of bright blue paint. “Now, I must go back and paint the inside of these boxes.”
You groaned and dramatically fell back against the cushioned table. Obi chuckled at your theatrics.
“Would you like me to stop?” Obi went on, putting the paint brush back where he got it from. “If you are uncomfortable, we do not have to continue.”
“No, no. It’s okay.” You dismissively waved your hand and smiled at him. “I’ll survive. I really wanna see how this turns out.”
Obi returned your smile. “As you wish, my friend.” He then motioned for you to sit up, and you complied. He picked up his paint brush again, sat down in front of you, and leaned towards you. “Biko, tilt your head up.”
Again, you complied. You felt him move closer to you and, although you tried not to, a wobbly grin etched its way onto your face. Seer could hear your heart rate increase. Before he could touch you, you started giggling again out of anticipation.
“W-Wahahit, wait—”
“I have not touched you yet, (Y/N).” Obi chuckled.
“I knohow, sorry. I got a bit nehervous..” You admitted, blushing.
Obi smiled and put his free hand on your shoulder. “There is no need to apologize. Would it help if I counted down before I start painting?”
You wordlessly nodded. Obi re-dipped the brush back into the paint and leaned towards your neck.
“One,” he began.
“Two,”
Your breath hitched and you bit your lip. You pinched your eyes shut and waited for the inevitable.
“Three.”
With that, Obi began filling in the rectangles he painted. He moved the paintbrush in short, downwards strokes at a steady pace. A shiver ran up your spine as you giggled and drummed your feet against the floor.
“Pfftt, Ohohohohbiii!” You snickered and grabbed onto a nearby pillow. You squeezed it, trying to alleviate the ticklish feeling, but it didn’t help. It was getting harder and harder for you not to move your head, but boy were you trying not to. Obi gently shushed you.
“I am almost finished,” he replied, continuing the pace that he was working at. The artist was also doing his best to maintain his neutral, professional stance as he worked. But, your giggles and squeaks were also making it difficult for him not to smile. He stroked the paint brush at the spot just above your collarbone, and you snorted.
“Ahahaha! Ohohohobihi, ihihihit tihihickles!” You laughed. Embarrassed by the snorts, you brought a hand up to your face to muffle them. It worked, sort of, but Obi was close enough to hear them perfectly fine. Just before you brought your head down, the artist finally withdrew his hand.
“Okay, okay. All finished.” Obi grinned and dropped his paint brush into a jar of water. You continued to giggle and had a death grip on your pillow.
“Ahaha…ohoho my gohohsh,” You tittered and opened your eyes. You could still feel the ticklish sensations in your neck, but you didn’t rub at it. You didn’t want to ruin Obi’s hard work. “Dohohes it— does it look good?”
“Yes, the color looks marvelous against your skin.” Obi assured. He stood up to grab you a mirror and a small blacklight. Then, he returned to you, handing them both to you. “Here, take a look for yourself.”
You took the mirror and looked at Obi’s work. The color complimented your skin tone nicely and glowed a bright neon purple under the blacklight. You grinned.
“Whoa, this looks awesome, Obi! I’m literally glowing.” You beamed, earning a chuckle from the artist.
“Agreed, and just imagine how beautiful you will look once the work is completed.” Seer smiled. “No matter what room you set foot into, all eyes will be on you. I will make sure of it.”
“Sweet!” You cheered and handed the mirror and light back to him. Obi took it and put it on a nearby table.
“Now, I must complete your torso next. Lay back against the table, please.”
You paled; your torso was way more ticklish than your neck. You did as he asked, but those butterflies in your stomach crept up on you. You were wearing a skeleton themed crop top and shorts, which left your torso and legs exposed. Obi scooted his chair by your side. He noticed the nervous, giddy look on your face, and he gave you a warm smile.
“Are you ready?” He asked. You nodded, but your eyes kept watching him clean and recoat the paint brushes. That fluttery feeling in your stomach got stronger if you watched, so you closed your eyes again. Once Seer was ready, he hovered over you, aiming for your ribs.
“Yeah, yeah. Go aheahahahd-” You gasped aloud when Obi swept the brush lengthwise on your rib cage. This time, you couldn’t help but jerk in the opposite direction, a loud laugh escaping you. “AHAHAHA! I’m sohohohohrry!”
“No wahala, it is fine. I can fix it,” Obi answered, taking a towel with his free hand to wipe the messed up line. Then, he moved to start again, but you instinctively leaned away, grinning. Obi chuckled and carefully moved his hand under you, turning you back towards him. “Come here, I cannot reach you over there.”
You giggled, only to laugh again when he resumed painting your ribs. He stroked between your ribs at a slow pace and took his time to create straight lines. You squirmed again and made him mess up the lines. Obi sighed softly and gave you a look. He wasn’t angry or annoyed in the slightest, and the look he gave you actually made you giggle more.
“(Y/N), if you are unable to hold still, I will have to hold you in place until the work is completed.” He warned in a light tone. He recoated the brush in a fresh coat of paint and hovered back over your ribs. You looked up at him with wide eyes and shook your head, grinning widely.
“No, no! I’ll hold still, I promise.” You quickly answered. You knew that Obi always said what he meant, but in all honesty, you were having fun. You didn’t always get to see him in a more casual, playful setting.
The artist smirked. “Hm, we will see.” he chuckled. He went back to shading your ribs. He swept the brush back and forth and made sure the coat was even. Then, he went to the next rib, smiling again at your snorts and squeals. “Hmhm, almost there.”
You caught a glimpse of Obi smiling and you blushed brightly. “Hehehehey! It’s nohohohot fuhuhuhnny!” You squealed. You dug your nails into the sides of the table, giggling louder as he ventured further down your rib cage. Obi shook his head.
“No, you are mistaken, my friend. I am just enjoying the sound of your laughter.” Obi replied. He reached your lowermost ribs again and noticed your laughter deepen. He paused, waiting for your laughs to calm down a bit before he returned to the spot. “It is quite melodious. Such a beautiful range of sounds.”
Your blush spread further across your cheeks. “Thahahahahnk yOHUHUHUHU!” You suddenly shrieked as those bristles gently scratched against your lowermost rib. Again, you jerked to the side, laughing loudly. Then, Obi used one hand to put you back into your reclined position, holding your waist down so that you couldn’t squirm away. Your eyes widened. “Nonono, wahahahait! Obi! I cahahahahn dohohoho it!”
“I apologize, (Y/N). But I do not have a choice,” he answered. While holding you still, he was able to complete the work on your ribs. So, he began on your abdomen, painting shapes to outline your spine. “I promise, I will work as quickly as possible.”
“NAhahaha! NOHOHOHO!” You squirmed in Obi’s hold, but you didn’t go anywhere. This time, he moved the brush horizontally, only stopping to get more paint onto his brush. No matter which way you squirmed, the ticklish feeling followed you. You flailed your arms like crazy. “STAHAHA OOHOHOHOBIHI!”
“Not yet. Just a moment more.” Although he was tickling you, Seer wasn’t inattentive. He paid close attention to your laughter’s volume and your overall body language to make sure you weren’t in any true distress. And, all he noticed was that you were pretty sensitive. He ended the painting just a hair above your navel. You squealed and then fell back against the table, still giggling. “Hmm…”
You peeked up at Obi, having to take a breath between your giggles. “Whahahaht ihihis ihihit?” you asked. You had to resist the urge again to not rub your torso. Obi nodded towards your torso.
“I could have made these lines a bit straighter. Here, allow me to correct it.” Instead of using the brush again, Obi took his finger and swept above where he worked. His finger claws grazed your tummy and you snorted.
“Wahahait! Yohuhur clahahahws tihihickle!” You protested. You lurched forward and latched onto his wrist, but he continued. “Ohohohohbi yohuhur clahahahahahws!”
Obi stopped, chuckling. “My mistake, I sometimes forget that I am wearing them.” He looked over the work that he completed and nodded. “However, I am satisfied with how the lines look now.”
You breathed through your nose and looked down at your torso. Since you were on your back, and Obi had an arm holding your waist down, you couldn’t see much. But, you trusted his judgment.
“Now, I just need to complete your hips, legs, and perhaps your hands.”
All tickle spots. When he brought the brush to your hip bone, you covered it with your hand. He gave you another look, and you grinned at him.
“(Y/N), move your hand, please.” Seer said, smirking. He would’ve moved your hand himself, but he was already holding your waist still and trying to paint at the same time. You playfully shook your head.
“Pfft, no…” You retorted, grinning wider at him. There was a beat, and suddenly, Obi took the handle of the brush and gently poked your side. There wasn’t any paint there, so he didn’t mess up his previous work. You jumped and moved your hand to cover where he poked, which freed up your hip.
“Thank you.” Seer resumed painting your hip, outlining the bone. You tried to buck, but he still had a firm, yet gentle hold on your waist. Your laughter filled the room again as you grabbed onto his wrists.
“Youhuhuhu dihihid thahaht on puhuhuhurpose!” You yelped, earning another grin from the artist.
“I was only trying to move your hand from the area where I wished to paint.” He corrected. “It worked.”
You playfully narrowed your eyes; two could play at that game! Since you weren’t gaining any leverage on Obi’s wrists, you decided to drop your hand and squeeze his side. Obi froze and looked at you. You did it again. But, as much as you squeezed and poked, he didn’t flinch or crack a smile. Obi tutted.
“A brave effort, but ineffective, I’m afraid.”
Now, while painting, Seer made more deliberate attempts to tickle you. He was able to complete your left hip and started on the right. While you struggled and laughed, he added fuel to the fire by occasionally stopping to flutter his fingers against your side, under your chin, or even at the top of your knee. His touch was light, delicate even, and after just a few more minutes of the light tickles, you called uncle.
“Okahahahy! Okay! I’m sohohohohrry!” You pleaded. “I wohohon’t tihickle you again!”
Obi snickered and stopped. While you were mainly distracted by his tickles, he was able to finish your hips. “I am not angry, (Y/N). Of course you are forgiven.”
You breathed a sigh of relief. Seer released your waist to begin painting a skeletal pattern on your legs. This wasn’t as ticklish as painting your upper body, so besides the occasional giggle or squeak. You were able to relax. That is, if Obi didn’t sneak a poke or scribble across your knees.
I haven't written anything for Apex in a little over a year and I decided to write these on a whim to try and ease my way back into the fandom.
Ler
The Apex Games keep Octane busy, but even he needs to add in some variety so he doesn’t get bored.
As one of the Outland’s resident pranksters, he causes trouble on a pretty regular basis and enjoys having fun with the other Legends. Sometimes that fun incorporates tickling. This is especially true if his target has a more serious/stoic personality.
“Jeez, it was just a joke. Loosen up amigo.” Cue the speedster prodding at the lee’s torso, especially at the sides or ribs, and grinning when he gets a squeal or a laugh. “Ticklish, huh? Sweet. I was getting bored..”
Octane is mischievous and energetic as a ‘ler. He goes in fast and pokes and squeezes over ticklish spots in seemingly random patterns before doubling down and scribbling over the spots that got his ‘lee laughing.
He can also be a lil’ shit about it too- if he thinks his friends are moving too slow, he’ll poke at their torso and encourage them to move it, though he can often easily keep up with them even if they make a legitimate attempt to run. “Dios mio, you even walk slow. Hurry up!”
Tickling and pranks become intertwined if he learns that someone’s ticklish. One of his favorite things to do is poking the closest person to his jump pad and laughing as they accidentally launch themselves in the air. It’s funnier if they end up flying off the map.
He loves a chase. He will even give his ‘lee a head start if he’s feeling cocky, but it’s rare that they ever get away from him.
He also likes to dash in while his lee is doing something else, tickle them, and dash out. He always gets a kick out of it, and his ‘lees are often left exhausted. Getting tickled by him could easily count as a workout.
Being Octane’s friend and being around him when he’s bored could lead to impromptu tickle attacks. He’ll spring up to his feet and grin, saying, “I’ll give you ten seconds to run.” That’s the closest thing to a warning they’ll get before he jumps into action, and even ten seconds is generous.
Octane also likes to tickle people if they prank him and/or if they’re starting trouble with him and playfully tease them. His taunts can range from “Thought you were mad at me. What 's so funny?” or “Still got jokes, huh?”
Lee
One of, if not the most ticklish Legend in the Apex Games. Whether that sensitivity comes from his stim usage or not, it doesn’t take much to get him laughing.
The difficult part is having him stay still long enough to actually be tickled, though. After a few ticklish pokes, he’s gone, and most of the Legends don’t have a chance in catching him.
He has to be backed into a corner or someone has to get the jump on him to have the highest chance of tickling him. And even then, he has to be held or pinned in some way because he’s very squirmy. If he can get away, he will.
A couple of pokes can easily get those frantic giggles out of him. But tickling his underarms will elicit those infectious belly laughs. His tummy is pretty ticklish too, but to a slightly lesser extent.
He yelps out an even mix of English and Spanglish as he’s being tickled, with a heavier emphasis on Spanish curse words as he squirms and laughs himself silly.
Since he pranks a lot of the Legends, he’s a prime target for tickling if they can catch him. That doesn’t stop him from instigating pranks though- it’s way too much fun.
His laughter is much like him: loud and chaotic. It can usually be heard from at least two rooms down on the drop ship.
He regenerates stamina quickly and can be tickled for longer than most in theory. And, even if his ‘ler has him trapped, he’s still very fidgety and it takes a concerted effort to keep him in place.
If his ‘ler is ticklish, or if there’s even a possibility that they are, he’s gonna get them back. Even if it seems like he’s dashed off to do something else, Octane’s coming for ‘em.
no bondage tickling with a willing lee and only indulging them with tickles so long as they can keep their arms above their head, and/or their toes spread, their legs apart, ect ect just leaving their sensitive spots exposed
I saw requests were open! Of course take all the time you need with everything. I just started watching Ok K.O Let’s Be Heroes and I’m loving it! I also love the art you’ve made for the show so far! 💖 Rad is my favorite character so far. If it’s okay, I’d love to some lee K.O and ler Rad. Their brotherly dynamic is so cute and funny. I can also see Rad using tickling as a way of “training” for the young hero. Hope you’re well by the way. 💖
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