Bell

Alot of Tickle Stuff for things I enjoy ^^ (ART DOESN'T BELONG TO ME!!)

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🌟 Hiii there!! 🌟 Welcome to my silly little corner of Tumblr! This is my SFW tickle blog, run by yours truly — Bell! (Phighting Oc I have), also known (by nobody yet but give it time lol) as the Ultimate Tickleologist!™ 😤✨

This blog is just for fun and comfort! I made it to post my tickle-related headcanons, thoughts, occasional art or fic, and random rambles about tickles because it makes my brain go bzzzt in the best way!! 💥💞

🧸 A little about me:

I'm a minor (16) so PLEASE no kink/fetish/18+ blogs or anything NSFW anywhere near here. Seriously.

Tickle stuff is a big source of joy and comfort for me, and I want to keep this space super cozy, lighthearted, and safe for people like me!!

Uses He/They Pronouns

I’m super friendly but also shy, so feel free to say hi or send asks – I don’t bite unless you're a cringe adult who doesn't read my boundaries 😇

🛑 DNI (Do Not Interact) if you are: ❌ A proshipper/comshipper ❌ Fetish/kink/18+ ONLY blog ❌ Creepy around minors ❌ Racist, homophobic, transphobic, sexist, or generally an icky person ❌ Not respecting this blog's SFW and comfort-only vibes

🎨 What you'll find here:

Tickle headcanons (like, lots. I love them TOO much)

Occasional ficlets if I get inspired (or ask, I will think about it)

Reblogs from other cool tickle blogs

Me yelling about fictional characters being Ler-coded or Lee-coded 😭

My brain going 1000 mph about OCs and fandoms

🌈 Current hyperfixations:

Lifewonders

Cookie Run 🍪

Friday Night Funkin’

Vocaĺoids/Furloids

Dandy’s World

Flavor Frenzy

SONIC!! 🦔💨 (Always Sonic tbh, that one never fades)

Roblox

Somewhat of Danganronpa (the only reason why cause of my animation friend who likes the show and i like some of the characters from the main/fan games/video series....then i learn that the one rule was to not get to attached to a character....i was shot down really quick with Kanata Inori)

The Wolf Brothers (Webtoon)

The Blacksmith Shop (Webtoon)

Phighting!

Forsaken

Die Of Death

Fundamental Paper Education

Pizza Game

Brawl Stars

Alot more but can't think of them at the moment

📬 Requests are Closed Drop a character or fandom and a scenario in the Ask whenever its open and I’ll see what I can do~ I'm slow sometimes but I get there!!

Thanks for stopping by and I hope you stick around!! Let’s make this space soft and giggly and full of imagination 💖

— Milo aka your friendly neighborhood Ultimate Tickleologst ✨

and also most of the character I will do are male, I'm not really familiar with female characters, so sorry, but I can give it a try every now and then)

[bell-phighting]

Ok so I might need take a break from this

so I been trying to get back into writing and stuff but idk if its for me anymore, I will leave all the post up but basically cause of how busy I am, I don't have time for this anymore, while I still love tickle content, I can't continue on sadly, I hope you all aren't to mad at me for making this desicion, maybe on day I can come, back but yeah

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Tkl bobette headcanons please??

🎄✨ Bobette Carolynne — Tickle Headcanons ✨🎄

🌟 General Tickle Headcanons (overall vibe)

Bobette is a soft switch, but she leans slightly lee when she’s comfortable with someone.

Her laughter is bright and bell-like, very fitting for a Christmas ornament Toon. When she really gets going it sounds like a string of jingle bells.

Because she spends so much time taking care of everyone else, tickling for her often becomes a stress-reliever. Her friends sometimes use it to help her unwind when she’s clearly overworking herself.

She’s the type who will say “I’m fine!! I promise!!” while clearly exhausted… which is usually when someone gently pokes her side and she instantly giggles.

Very affectionate during tickle fights—lots of playful nudges, hugs, and friendly teasing.

Her festive energy means she’ll sometimes make little jokes like: “Careful, or I’ll add you to the Naughty List~!”

🎁 Lee!Bobette Headcanons

Bobette is very ticklish for someone who looks sturdy and round. The contrast surprises people.

Worst spots:

Her sides (instant giggles)

Under her arms where her sweater sleeve meets the fur lining

The bottoms of her feet (she kicks and squeaks immediately)

When she laughs hard, her little ornament hook can wobble slightly as she shakes with giggles.

She tries to stay polite even when being tickled: “Hehe— okay— that’s quite enough—!!” …and then immediately dissolves into uncontrollable laughter.

Tickling often helps her release bottled-up stress. If she’s been working nonstop wrapping gifts, she might start laughing almost immediately because she needed the break so badly.

She gets embarrassed but happy afterward, cheeks warm and smiling brighter than before.

🌟 Ler!Bobette Headcanons

Bobette is a playful, cheerful ler. Not overly mischievous, but she absolutely enjoys making her friends laugh.

Her tickling style is light and fluttery, very gentle and giggle-inducing rather than overwhelming.

Loves teasing in a festive way:

“Someone’s feeling extra jolly today!”

“Oh dear… that spot seems awfully sensitive!”

She often starts tickle fights during cozy holiday moments—like while decorating or baking cookies.

If someone is sad or stressed, she might lightly poke their side and say something like: “A little laughter might help!”

She’s careful not to go too far and always checks that everyone is still having fun.

💚 Comfort Angle (very Bobette-core)

If Bobette is having one of her overwhelmed moments, her friends might gently tickle her just enough to break the tension.

The moment she starts laughing, her whole mood softens and she relaxes.

Afterward she tends to snuggle into a warm hug, feeling lighter and grateful to have people looking out for her for once.

[bell-phighting]

Maybe you could have Blaze give cheer up tickles for Silver? I kinda like to think that they treat each other like brother and sister. Also, I think that it might be super cute. 🥺

That or maybe Sonic and Tails play fighting with each other? Brotherly bonding stuff.

hmmm I think I will go with Sonic and Tails, been feeling in a Sonic and Tails mood lately

💙🧡 Brotherly Chaos

Sonic & Tails play-fighting • SFW • silly bonding vibes

The afternoon had started out peaceful.

That was the first mistake.

Miles 'Tails' Prower was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the workshop, tinkering with a little gadget when a blue blur zipped past him.

Wind ruffled his fur.

Then the blur zipped past again.

And again.

Finally, Sonic the Hedgehog skidded to a stop right behind him.

“You’re focusing too hard again,” Sonic said casually.

Tails didn’t even look up. “I’m working.”

Sonic crouched next to him, grinning.

“Yeah, but you’ve been working for, like… three hours.”

“That’s because science takes time.”

Sonic leaned closer.

“…You’re no fun.”

Tails sighed, setting down his screwdriver. “What do you want, Sonic?”

Sonic’s grin widened.

“Wanna spar?”

Tails squinted suspiciously. “You mean like actual training?”

Sonic shrugged. “Or like… wrestling on the floor until someone loses.”

Tails opened his mouth to answer.

Sonic poked his side.

Tails squeaked.

Sonic immediately gasped. “Ohhh no way.”

Tails’ ears flattened. “…Don’t.”

“Little bro,” Sonic said dramatically, “are you ticklish?”

“No.”

Sonic poked him again.

Tails burst into giggles.

“SONIC—!”

That was all it took.

Tails lunged forward, tackling Sonic before he could zip away.

“HEY—!” Sonic laughed as they both toppled sideways onto the floor.

“Ambush!” Tails declared proudly.

“Oh, it’s on now.”

They rolled around the workshop in a chaotic tangle of quills, tails, and laughter.

Sonic tried to pin Tails’ wrists.

Tails used his twin tails like helicopter blades to wriggle free.

Sonic scribbled at his sides.

“PFF—! NO FAIR—!”

Tails retaliated by poking Sonic’s ribs.

Sonic yelped. “HEY—!”

“Gotcha!”

They kept switching positions—one moment Sonic had Tails pinned, the next Tails had managed to flip him over with surprising strength.

The whole time they were both laughing so hard neither of them could claim victory.

Eventually Sonic managed to trap Tails in a loose headlock from behind.

“Victory achieved,” Sonic declared proudly.

Tails wriggled, giggling. “You’re cheating!”

“How?”

“You’re stronger!”

Sonic smirked. “Skill issue.”

Tails’ tails twitched.

Then he flicked them right under Sonic’s arms.

Sonic SHRIEKED.

“TAHAHAILS—!”

Tails slipped free instantly, pointing triumphantly.

“I win!”

Sonic collapsed on the floor laughing. “Okay— okay— rematch later!”

Tails sat beside him, still giggling.

“…That was fun.”

Sonic ruffled his hair.

“See? Told you working all day isn’t healthy.”

Tails smiled.

“…Thanks, big bro.”

[thepiscesactor-deactivated20121]

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

[minotaursauce]

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

[forgechildofheph]

Get off my fucking blog if you can’t reblog this.

[stevethevehicon22]

Thank you.

[vanillabean5645]

Yes!!!!!!!! And if anyone does support this, Block my damn blog and never come near me

[ena-shinonome-the-painter]

Just because they’re male doesn’t mean people should ignore them. Men have feeling too. They can have trauma from this kind of thing just like women can

[parappatheyappa]

It’s me, I give a frick

[bell-phighting]

yup

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May I ask for some Mighty headcannons please?

🌰 Mighty the Armadillo Headcanons 🌰

🌟 General Headcanons

Mighty is way stronger than he looks, but he’s gentle about it. He’s very careful with friends and always checks in like “You okay?” 🧡

He’s a big believer in fairness and kindness—he doesn’t tease unless he knows the other person is comfortable and laughing for real.

Laughs easily at dumb jokes. Like… really dumb jokes. Sonic’s puns get him every time.

Hugger. Absolute hugger. Warm, grounding, “everything will be okay” kind of hugs.

He’s patient to a fault, but once he’s relaxed and playful? Oh, he’s a menace.

💞 Lee!Mighty Headcanons

Mighty is secretly very ticklish, especially for someone so sturdy and tough-looking.

Worst spots:

Sides (classic, instant laughter)

Under his arms (he hates admitting this one)

Lower stomach (he tries to curl up immediately)

His laugh is deep and warm, the kind that starts as a chuckle and then snowballs into full belly laughter 🥹

He tries to tough it out at first like, “Heh— okay— that’s enough—” …and then immediately breaks.

Gets flustered more than embarrassed. His cheeks go warm, ears twitching while he laughs.

Very squirmy once he’s laughing hard, but never panicky—just helplessly giggly.

If tickled by someone smaller than him, he finds it extra unfair but also extra funny.

😤 Ler!Mighty Headcanons

Mighty is a gentle ler by default. Lots of warning smiles and “You sure?” check-ins.

Uses big hands and slow, steady tickles—more teasing than frantic.

LOVES watching people try not to laugh. That quiet shake before they crack? His favorite.

Will absolutely tease verbally:

“C’mon, you’re holding it in.”

“That tickles? Really?”

If someone challenges him or says “You won’t make me laugh,” he takes that personally (in a playful way).

Surprisingly good at switching tactics—if scribbles don’t work, he’ll try light pokes, then gentle squeezes.

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I think this’d be cute- Espio and silver cuddling but espios hands are cold so he’s tormenting silver by touching his belly and the chill tickles so espios teasing him <3

🌙❄️ Cold Hands, Warm Laughs ❄️🌙

Espio x Silver • SFW • cuddly teasing

Silver the Hedgehog was perfectly comfortable.

Curled up on the couch, blanket half-draped over his legs, psychic aura faintly humming as he relaxed against Espio the Chameleon’s side, Silver let out a soft sigh.

“This is nice…” he murmured. “We should do this more often.”

Espio hummed in agreement, eyes half-lidded. “Mm. I told you staying still would do you good.”

Silver smiled— right as something very cold brushed against his stomach.

He jumped.

“H–HEY—!!”

Espio blinked innocently. “Hm?”

Silver squeaked, hands instantly flying to his belly.

Espio glanced down at his own hands. “…Oh.”

A pause.

Then the faintest smirk tugged at his lips.

“Are my hands cold?”

Silver hesitated. “…Y-Yeah.”

Espio’s tail flicked lazily. “Interesting.”

Silver barely had time to register the tone shift before Espio gently, deliberately placed his chilled hand back against Silver’s belly—fingers splayed just enough to let the cold seep in.

Silver lost it.

“PFF—! E-ESPIO—!!”

He burst into giggles, twisting instinctively, the sudden chill sending ticklish shivers through his whole body.

“That tiHIIckles—!!”

Espio chuckled softly. “Does it?”

He moved his hand just a little—slow, teasing, letting the cold linger instead of poking or scribbling.

Silver squirmed harder.

“NO— NOHO— STOP—!! It feels w-weird—!!”

“Ticklish,” Espio corrected calmly, tilting his head. “Very ticklish.”

Silver tried to grab Espio’s wrist, but Espio slipped free easily, only to place both cold hands lightly against Silver’s sides.

Silver shrieked with laughter.

“ESPIO—!! THAT’S CHEAHATING—!!”

Espio laughed under his breath, clearly amused now. “I’m not even trying.”

Silver’s laughter turned breathy and helpless as he curled inward, knees pulling up as he tried to escape the chill.

“Y-You’re meeeean—!!”

Espio finally relented, pulling his hands back and tucking them under the blanket instead.

Silver collapsed against him, still giggling softly, cheeks warm and pink.

Espio wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close. “…Sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry at all. “But you’re very cute when you laugh.”

Silver buried his face in Espio’s chest, muffling a squeak.

“Y-You did that on purpose…”

Espio rested his chin lightly on Silver’s head. “Maybe.”

After a moment, Silver peeked up at him.

“…Your hands are warming up.”

Espio smiled faintly.

“…Shame.”

Silver gasped. “ESPIO—!!”

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Hi there! Can you please do a fic where Sonic and Silver try and "fix" Shadow's swearing problem?

Thank youuu and have a blessed day! :3

🌟 Soap, Swears, and Speedsters 🌟 (no there no actual Soap to be clear, its just a little pazzaz to the title)

SFW • playful chaos • soft comfort vibes

It started very innocently.

Very.

Shadow stubbed his toe on a crate in the workshop and, without missing a beat, muttered:

“Sh—”

“NOPE.”

Sonic the Hedgehog appeared in front of him like a blue jumpscare, finger wagging.

“Uh-uh. That’s swear number three today, Shads.”

Shadow stared. “…Get out of my way.”

Silver the Hedgehog floated down beside Sonic, clipboard in hand. “I’m keeping track now! We talked about this!”

Shadow squinted. “…Why do you both look so smug.”

Sonic grinned way too wide. “Because, buddy… we’re helpin’ you.”

Shadow’s eye twitched. “I don’t need help.”

Silver nodded seriously. “You do. You swear when you’re annoyed, when you’re tired, when you’re breathing—”

“That’s bull—”

Sonic gasped dramatically.

“HEY! Swear number four.”

Shadow pinched the bridge of his nose. “Chaos give me strength.”

Silver cleared his throat. “Okay! New rule. Every time you swear—”

“You get tickled,” Sonic finished cheerfully.

Shadow froze.

“…You’re joking.”

Sonic and Silver said in unison: “Nope.”

Shadow turned around and started walking away. “I’m leaving.”

Sonic zipped in front of him. “Nuh-uh. Intervention.”

Silver’s psychic aura flared gently, blocking the exit.

Shadow glared at both of them. “…You wouldn’t.”

Sonic leaned in. “Oh buddy. We absolutely would.”

A FEW MINUTES LATER...

Shadow tried to stay silent. He really did.

He crossed his arms, jaw clenched, pacing the room.

Then Sonic knocked over a box of rings.

They spilled everywhere.

Shadow snapped. “…For f—”

That was all it took.

Silver’s eyes lit up. “THAT COUNTS!”

Shadow barely had time to react before Sonic grabbed his wrists and Silver flickered behind him.

“WAIT— STOP—!”

Too late.

Sonic went straight for Shadow’s sides, fingers scribbling fast and ruthless.

Shadow lost it instantly.

“PFF—! S-SONIC—!!”

Silver joined in, floating Shadow’s feet just off the ground and lightly brushing his fingers along Shadow’s ribs.

“Oh! You’re super ticklish there!” Silver said, delighted.

“SHUT— HA— UP—!!”

Shadow tried to kick, but Silver gently held him in place with telekinesis.

“I HATE YOU BOTH—!!”

Shadow’s laughter turned breathless and helpless, shoulders shaking as Sonic kept up the attack.

“STAHAHA— OKAY— OKAY—!! I’LL— WATCH— MY LANGUAGE—!!”

Sonic slowed, then stopped. Silver lowered him back onto his feet.

Shadow leaned forward, panting, face flushed, ears flat.

“…You’re monsters.”

Sonic slung an arm around his shoulders. “Yeah, but polite monsters.”

A few minutes later, Shadow stubbed his toe again.

He inhaled sharply. “…Son of a—”

Both Sonic and Silver leaned in.

Shadow stopped himself. “…gun.”

They blinked.

Sonic’s jaw dropped. “…DID YOU JUST CENSOR YOURSELF??”

Silver beamed. “IT’S WORKING!!”

Shadow scowled, cheeks faintly pink. “…Don’t get used to it.”

Sonic smirked. “Oh, we are.”

Silver added sweetly, “And remember— we’re always listening~”

Shadow groaned.

But he didn’t swear again.

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Hello hi how are you do you think you could make a switch sword and rocket fic

⚔️🚀 Switch!Sword & Rocket — “Friendly Fire”

SFW • playful chaos • best-friends-to-giggle-disaster

Sword was very serious right now.

He stood in the staging area, cape swishing dramatically, sword resting on his shoulder as he practiced a flourish for the fifteenth time.

“Okay,” he muttered to himself, “then I spin— then I yell the move name— then I—”

Rocket, unfortunately, existed.

Rocket was sitting on a crate behind him, bouncing his legs, goggles pushed up on his horns, watching Sword pace back and forth like an overcaffeinated knight.

“…You’ve been doing that same spin for like, five minutes,” Rocket said.

Sword whipped around. “It’s called refining technique!”

Rocket grinned. A dangerous grin.

“Nah. You just look really tickleable when you’re focused.”

Sword froze. “…What.”

Rocket hopped down from the crate, circling him with the kind of energy that screamed bad idea incoming.

“I mean, you get all stiff and heroic,” Rocket continued, poking Sword’s side experimentally, “like— this—”

Sword yelped.

“HEY—!!”

Oh. Oh no.

Rocket’s eyes lit up like he’d just found buried treasure.

“Ohhh. OH. You’re ticklish.”

“I AM NOT—!!” Sword protested instantly, already backing up. “THAT WAS A FLINCH. A TACTICAL FLINCH.”

Rocket laughed, bouncing on his heels. “Sword. Buddy. Pal. That was a squeak.”

Sword’s face went red under the helmet. “D-Don’t you dare—”

Too late.

Rocket lunged forward with all the subtlety of an explosion, jabbing at Sword’s sides.

Sword lost it.

“PFF— HA— ROCKET—!!”

He staggered, nearly dropping his sword as laughter burst out of him, legs kicking uselessly.

Rocket cackled. “WOW okay that works WAY better than explosives—!”

Sword tried to swing his sword defensively, but Rocket ducked under it, darting around him and poking at his ribs, under the straps of his tank top, anywhere he could reach.

“STAHAHA— QUIT—!! I’M— I’M IN COMBAT—!!”

“This is combat!” Rocket said proudly. “Close-range giggle warfare!”

Sword stumbled back against a wall, laughing breathlessly, cape ruffling as Rocket went in for the kill.

“ROHOHOCKET—!! YOU’RE CHEATING—!!”

Rocket paused. “…Cheating?”

Sword seized the moment.

With a sudden move, Sword grabbed Rocket’s wrists and spun, pinning him gently but firmly against the wall.

Rocket blinked.

“…Uh oh.”

Sword grinned — wide, triumphant, and absolutely unhinged.

“My turn.”

Rocket tried to wriggle away, but Sword’s grip was solid, one gloved hand holding Rocket’s wrists above his head.

Sword poked Rocket’s side.

Rocket screeched.

“NOHO—!! WAHAHAIT—!!”

Sword burst out laughing himself. “YOU’RE TICKLISH TOO?!”

“TH-THAT’S— UNFAIR—!!” Rocket protested, knees buckling as Sword scribbled along his sides.

Sword was… surprisingly good at this.

Years of sword training translated oddly well into precise, relentless tickle attacks.

He went for Rocket’s ribs, then his stomach, careful around the prosthetics but absolutely merciless everywhere else.

“PFF— SWORD—!! STOHOHOP—!!”

“You started it!” Sword shot back, laughing just as hard now. “CONSIDER THIS… PAYBACK STRIKE— GIGGLE SLASH!”

Rocket howled with laughter.

“DON’T— NAME— THE MOVES—!!”

Sword absolutely named the moves.

Rocket tried kicking, but his balance was shot — he slid down the wall, dragging Sword with him until they both collapsed in a heap on the floor.

Sword didn’t stop.

Rocket was done.

“OKAY— OKAY— I YIEHEHELD—!!”

Sword froze instantly. “Oh—! Sorry—!”

He pulled back, helping Rocket sit up, concern replacing the mischief immediately.

Rocket was still giggling, wiping at his eyes.

“…Worth it,” he said breathlessly.

Sword snorted. “You’re impossible.”

Rocket leaned against him, bumping their shoulders together. “So are you.”

They sat there for a moment, catching their breath.

Rocket smirked again. “…Round two later?”

Sword smiled. “Absolutely.”

[bell-phighting]

OMG I FINALLY GOT TICKLE FIC MOTIVATION

OMG IM SO SORRY I LEFT YOU GUYS FOR SO LONG, LOST MOTIVATION LIKE HALFWAY THROUGH WRITING ALL OF THEM AND SHIT BUT BACK!!!

[bell-phighting]

Can you do a fic with switch pursuer

🌑💥 “Tickle Counter: Activation” — Switch Pursuer Fic

SFW • silly-horror comfort • soft angst undertones

The round began like usual — oppressive fog, glowing red kill-markers, distant harmonica noise echoing from nowhere. Pursuer liked to start his rounds with music. It “made the prey nervous,” he’d once muttered.

You were the only Civilian left.

Your deck had glitched at the start of the match, the card animation stuttering before revealing a new, never-before-seen ability:

TACTILE DISRUPTION “When struck, release a harmless burst that stuns attackers via ticklish feedback”

You blinked. What.

And then the ground behind you cracked.

Pursuer rose from the rubble, body stiff and slow, joints shifting in that uncanny, wrong-way motion as he straightened to full height. His white Robloxian head snapped toward you with a sharp click, teal printed eyes unblinking.

He inhaled.

“Frrresshhh… meat…” he rasped.

You screamed. He backflipped. Just because he could.

And then, like a shadow with bad clipping physics, he lunged.

💥 THE COUNTER TRIGGERS

His rocky, human-flesh-textured hands slammed into your side— and the moment he made contact, a pulse blasted out of you.

A soft one. A feathery one.

Pursuer froze.

The teal decal on his face… wobbled. His entire body started shuddering, glitching like a low-poly animation freaking out.

“Wh— wH— WHAt— IS— thIs—??”

His voice broke like a corrupted audio file.

You stared. “…Are you— ticklish?”

He recoiled like you’d shot him.

“I— DO. nOT. HAVE. wEaK— P-pOI—nTs—!!”

The counter pulsed again.

A little pink sparkly cloud poofed right under his arms.

Pursuer made a sound no killer should ever make. A strangled bark of laughter ripped out of him, hands flying down to clamp his sides — too late.

You stepped forward, empowered.

He tried to step back but his stiff, janky Robloxian gait betrayed him — he stumbled like his rigging was misaligned.

“StoP— thAT—!! I— I WILL— huHURT— yoU—!!” he tried to threaten, but his voice was already trembling with barely-suppressed laughter.

“Buddy.” You flicked his ribs — coarse, rocky-ish, but definitely responsive. “I literally CAN’T hurt you. That’s the whole ability.”

Pursuer cracked.

“PFFFF—!! nO—!! dO—NOt—!!”

Hearing a murderer with a harmonica beg breathlessly was insane.

So naturally, you went for the sides.

He SHRIEKED.

Like not a scary roar — like a glitchy, high-pitched sound that clipped so hard your ears buzzed.

His knees buckled.

He tried turning invisible… but his bone-shift magic spasmed uselessly under the tickle-stun.

You poked his stomach. He full-body TWITCHED, stiff arms shooting upward.

“n—N—NOHOHO—!! It— tIcKLeS—!!”

“No kidding.”

Shadowy Killers from other parts of the map actually stopped and looked around, confused by the sudden corrupted-audio laughter blasting across the arena.

Eventually, he collapsed onto his back, curled inward, laughing in jerky, digital spasms. And something in your chest softened.

He wasn’t attacking anymore. He wasn’t trying to kill you. He was just a guy having the WORST day imaginable.

You slowed. Your fingers gentled.

Pursuer wheezed, chest rising and falling in sharp, broken gasps.

“…y-yOu… mOnSter…” he croaked.

You grinned. “Who’s the killer here again?”

He stared up at you, teal decal trembling, body still glitch-shivering.

Then: “…yOu… aRe… lEr…” He rasped.

A hand latched around your ankle.

You froze.

He sat up like a badly-rigged puppet, joints cracking, head rotating a bit too far.

“…SwItCh…” He hissed.

Oh no.

OH YES.

Before you could run, he pounced — still wobbly from residual giggles but VERY motivated now.

“You— giggled— me—” He jabbed his stiff fingers into your sides experimentally. “You— paY— noW—”

“WA— WAIT— PURSUER— NOHOHO—!!!”

He was terribly uncoordinated. His technique was awful. Every touch was too blunt or too hesitant or too strangely angled.

But he was enthusiastic. And your counter ability didn’t activate unless he struck with force.

So now? He had free reign.

“fUnnY nOisEs…” he muttered, fascinated, as you wriggled helplessly. “…juST liKE… harMoNicA…”

“S-STOP SAYING WEIRD STUFF—!!”

He tilted his head. “nO.”

And kept going. (also if anyone wants to take this concept and turn like it to a Civillian idea, go right ahead I wanna see to >:3)

[bell-phighting]

Me: ok I have locked in, I'm gonna write

Me getting through most of the write but not all: ok just a few more minutes

my brain: hey so remember how you started to play Flavor Frenzy the other day?

me: ... *Sigh* Me Playing Flavor Frenzy Now: ;-; (I promise I am getting to the request and trying my hardest to not get distracted)

[bell-phighting]

Lee Sonic ler shadow spot being feet (paws) ?

Have a great day

(might as well atleast get one in cause ADHD Is about to fully take over ;w;)

🌑⚡ Lee Sonic — Ler Shadow (FEET/PAWS EDITION) ⚡🌑

(SFW, comforty, playful)

Sonic made the grave mistake of stretching out on the couch after a long run, arms behind his head, legs kicked out, feet fully exposed and relaxed.

Shadow walked in. Stopped. Stared.

“…Hmph. Vulnerable, are we?”

Sonic cracked one eye open. “Bro. Don’t you even—”

Shadow was already smirking. That dangerous smirk.

“You leave the most effective weak points completely undefended. Pathetic.”

Before Sonic could curl up or zoom away, Shadow used a tiny burst of Chaos Control to appear right at Sonic’s feet.

“WAITWAITWAIT— SHADS—!!”

Too late.

Shadow dragged one single, slow finger across Sonic’s left sole. Just once.

Sonic exploded.

“PFF— PHAHA— SHADOOOOW!!”

His feet jolted, toes spreading wide in instinctive panic as bright, helpless laughter burst out of him. His speed didn’t matter now — Shadow was already holding his ankles with one strong arm.

“Tsk. Sensitive,” Shadow muttered like this was some kind of science experiment, even though he was CLEARLY enjoying it.

He used two fingers now, tracing little circles across the smooth arch of Sonic’s paw.

Sonic shrieked.

“NOHOHO— NOT— THAHAHAT SPOT—!!”

Shadow tilted his head. “Oh? This spot?”

He scribbled right under Sonic’s toes.

Sonic lost all motor functions immediately.

Legs kicking but going nowhere, hands slapping the couch, back arching in a giggly blue heap.

“SHAHADOOOOW!! I-I’M— GONNA— FALL APART—!!!”

Shadow chuckled — a rare, warm one.

“You act like you don’t love the attention.”

Sonic’s face was crimson. “THAT’S NOT— THAHAT’S— OHOH MY CHAOS—!!”

Shadow went for the finishing move:

He pinned Sonic’s feet with one hand and scribbled both soles with the other, fast and ruthless but still playful — little claw-like motions right along Sonic’s arches.

Sonic practically howled.

“STAHAHAHAP— I CAN’T— I CAN’T—!!!”

And Shadow? Shadow leaned in just a little and murmured:

“Then yield.”

“I— OKAY OKAY!! I YEHEHEHIELD!!”

Only then did Shadow finally stop.

Sonic curled up, still hiccup-giggling, rubbing at his face.

Shadow crossed his arms, perfectly calm. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before leaving your paws out like that.”

Sonic kicked weakly at him. “You’re evil.”

Shadow smirked, brushing Sonic’s ankle with one gloved finger, making him squeak.

“Get faster.”

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you guys think I should add ships I like to my pinned post? (kinda a little "learn a bit bout me" type crap)

Yes :3

Noh >:[

Voting ended onNov 15, 2025

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Ok wow ummm another 32 requests open, wow, umm ok....hmmmmm you know I was thinking

You guys think think it would be like a good idea where we do like waves of Request, like you guys ask as many as you want, I close requests, I do then, then open back up for another wave?

Yes >:3

No >:[

Voting ended onNov 21, 2025

(also yes I'm closing the inbox again, thank you all for request :3) also another question, do you guys also want me to like put up in like my pinned post like my favorite ships from different fandoms and all, idk feel like it would belike getting to know me a bit better ^^) (I can't add another poll so I will just post another poll ;-;)

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Could ya do one where Metal Sonic is trying to take down Silver with tickles but Sonic and Shadow jump in and manage to turn the tables— ending up in the robot being wrecked by tickles instead? Thamk u!! :3

at least wanted to get one in before i go drink coffee to stay up to write :3

🌟 Tickle-Takedown: The Metallic Meltdown Edition! 🌟

(SFW, soft chaos, comfort-y silliness, your vibe 100%)

Silver was trying to have a normal afternoon. Really. He was just floating a rock, minding his own temporal business, when—

WHRRRRR-RRRRR-RRRR!! Metal Sonic shot out of nowhere like a blue missile with anger issues.

“TARGET: SILVER. DEFEAT PROTOCOL: INITIATED.”

Silver blinked. “W–Wait— defeat protocol?? What kind of protocol—”

Metal didn’t even give him time. He lunged straight for Silver’s sides with those cold, hyper-precise claws and—

“PFF– HA— WAIT–!!” Silver dissolved into frantic giggles immediately, powers glitching in sparkly psychic fizzles.

Metal Sonic, apparently, had updated his tactics to “exploit biological weak points.” Which, rude?? But also very effective?? Silver was a mess.

But before he could get reduced to a floating puddle of psychic giggle-goo—

A blue streak blasted Metal off of him.

“HEY!! No tickling my friends without my permission!” Sonic wagged a finger before grinning. “Also, dude, that’s dirty fighting.”

Silver gasped for air. “Th-Thank Chaos— he’s * evil.*”

Sonic ruffled Silver’s quills. “C’mon, Silv— only I get to wreck you like that.”

Silver turned redder than a chili dog.

Shadow teleported in with a flash of chaos energy, arms crossed like a disappointed dad.

“…I leave you alone for five minutes,” he muttered. His eyes snapped to Metal Sonic. “And this bucket of bolts is trying psychological warfare again.”

Metal rose back up, claws ready, scanners whirring.

“THREAT LEVEL: THREE. INITIATING COUNTER-TICKLE—”

“You what??” Sonic bark-laughed. Silver squeaked. Shadow stared like Metal had just grown a second engine.

Sonic cracked his knuckles. Shadow flexed his fingers with silent menace. Silver floated behind them, still giggly but determined.

“Boys,” Sonic said with the smuggest grin, “let’s show him how flesh-and-blood fighters REALLY do tickle tactics.”

Metal Sonic scanned all three of them.

“ERROR. ERROR. UNFAIR ODDS. REQUESTING BACKUP—”

Too late.

Sonic zipped behind him to scribble at the plating seams around Metal’s joints— the places where he knew all the sensitive wiring hid. Silver used his psychokinesis to gently suspend Metal’s arms so he couldn’t escape, giggling breathlessly as he joined in. Shadow went for the ribs of the robot— which shouldn’t even have ribs but wow did Metal react to that one.

“BZZT— WHRRK— SYSTEM OVERLOAD— UNAUTHORIZED TACTILE INPUT— STOP—!!”

Metal Sonic kicked and glitched and jittered like a microwave having a nervous breakdown.

“Shadow, he’s gonna blow a fuse!” Silver giggled.

Shadow smirked. “Good.”

Metal tried a last desperate escape attempt— only for Sonic to poke the spot right under his arm panel.

Metal Sonic made a noise no robot should ever make.

And then— PLOOMP He face-planted in the grass, twitching, circuits sparking lightly.

Sonic put his hands on his hips. “Well. That’s what he gets.”

Silver beamed. “Thanks for saving me… both of you.”

Shadow only shrugged, but he ruffled Silver’s quills VERY subtly.

Team Tickles: 3 Metal Sonic: 0 (and he will never live it down)

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I've seen this debate go around, do the Toons have paws? Or regular feet? I've seen people say either. What's your opinion?

i mean I would go with Paws, I think its cute, but I just go with whatever I feel like :3