In A World Full Of Stars, You Are My Sun

19 My soft little dreamscape. I welcome all with open arms (Discord is i_forgor_06)

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🌟Hello and welcome to my humble little blog🌟

Information about me:

-My name is Peridot (Dot) or T.Y (total yapper)

-My MBTI IS ESFP

-I am a ler leaning switch

-Everything posted on this blog is nonsexual (I’m aroace) but I’m okay with NSFW blogs following me/chatting

-I kin Peridot (Steven Universe) and Senku (Dr Stone)

-DMs are always open provided you’re not rude

-I don’t accept DMs from under 18s (stay safe kids, don’t do what I did when I was your age)

What’s this blog for:

-This blog is for posting fanfics/headcanons

-Maybe one day I’ll make fanart

-Also it serves as a fandom blog for my various interests

-Random thoughts that come to my silly little brain

-I now take requests (Both tk related and not)

-I occasionally post Tk stuff but it’s not the focus (it will be put under the #ty is insane if you want to block those posts)

Important tags:

#Ty is sane

Is for my normal posts

#Ty is insane

Is for the unhinged stuff (aka: tk stuff)

#Ty is insane: headcanons!

Tk headcanons

#Ty is insane: fics

Tk fics

#Ty is sane: fics

Normal fics

#Ty is sane: headcanons

Normal headcanons

#Ty is being safe

For posts that could be perceived as suggestive (though that won’t be my intent) or dark in tone. Appropriate warnings will be added

#Ty ships

Is for my deranged ships

#Ty irl talk

Is for me yapping about myself

#Ty <3 kitty

Cat posting

My fandoms and guide:

❤️: current favourites

💜: not a hyperfixtation but I still love

🤍: only recently got into/not finished

🧡: old interest I still am fond of

💛: not in the fandom but would make content for

💚: unable to make content for but still enjoy and will talk about

🤎: only making non tk related content

✨: I’ve written/drawn for

If there’s a fandom you’re in that I haven’t listened ask about it.

Games:

-Date everything 🤍❤️

-Sun Haven 🤍💜

-Team fortress 2 💜

-Borderlands 🧡

-Undertale/Deltarune ❤️

-Little nightmares 💜

-Mario 💜

-Sonic 🤍✨

-Pokemon ❤️

-Pokémon Mystery dungeon 💜

-Danganronpa 🧡✨

-DDLC 🧡

-Crash Bandicoot 💚

-Animal crossing 💜

-Devil may cry 🧡

-Soulsborne games 💚

-Stardew valley ❤️

-Genshin 🧡

-Battle cats 💚

-FNAF 💛

-SCP 🤍

-Batman games 💚✨

Books:

-A series of unfortunate events ❤️

-Diary of a Wimpy Kid ❤️

Shows/cartoons/movies:

-Hello kitty/ Sanrio 💜

-Morel Orel 💜

-Rocky horror picture show ❤️

-Monster high (Gen 1) ❤️

-Amazing digital circus ❤️

-Total drama ❤️

-Ridonculous race ❤️

-Making fiends 💜

-Steven universe 🧡

-TMNT 🤍

-SpongeBob 💜

-Scooby doo 🤍🧡

-Disney movies 🤍🧡

-Pixar movies 🤍🧡

-Dreamworks movies 🤍🧡

-Bluesky movies 🤍🧡

-Mlp (G4 up to season 5 and Equestria girls)💛

-Arthur 💚

-Coraline 💜

-Looney Tunes 💜

-Wicked 💜

Anime:

-Madoka Magica ❤️

-Grand blue dreaming ❤️

-NGE 💛

-Life lessons with Uramichi Oniisan 💜

-Demon slayer ❤️✨

-MHA (Season 1)🤍💛

-Perfect blue 💜🤎

-Made in abyss 💜✨

-Dr stone 🤍❤️

If you’ve made it this far, comment the word apple

The mutuals and friends:

(I’ll add to this later)

@laughlulee77

@kittlee-sprite

@lizzythefluffyqueen

@urav3ragesw1tch

@randommusicalfluff

@beautifulpocketbean

@ticklishlee24

@eliowantstickles

@creative-kny-fics

@italeean

@lukedaswitch

@gigglepuppy-keke

@leemitsuri

@northstar123

@nico-ticklegoddess12

@jinbelee

@faeswitch

@lovely-erin

@justtheclouds

@cantsaythetword

@giggly-bambi

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Press A to Awawa

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@blue-pikmin-gaming

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Awawa <3

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What are by chance your favorite spots to tickle or be tickled? (Totally not writing anything down) :3

Good question Lizzy. Honestly I’m a sucker for going for the lees tummy. It’s such a cute spot. But generally i like every tickle spot on a lee all the way from head to toe.

As for being tickled: I can’t lie my stomach and back are my melt spots. Tho I really don’t mind where I’m tickled

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I’m bored rn so ask me anything and I’ll answer it completely honestly (tk related or not)

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Tickle memee

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Literally true

[anxious-lee]

d'awwww! does someone need their toes tickled~?

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>w<

Maybe….

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I hate feeling lee, like I can’t physically ask someone to tickle me so i just sit there and write poetry and feel bad for myself

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@northstar123 is my favourite lil lee. Everyone tease him pronto

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post i saw on twit and thought of her

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I can’t breathe

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Belaf and the hollow (complete)

Warning: this fic contains tickling, if that upsets you then I don’t recommend continuing reading.

Also this is my longest fic yet. :3

The rhythmic tapping of the young man’s careful footsteps echoed through the cavern. It wasn’t unusual for the Ganja Corps to go hungry for a few days but food was slowly becoming scarce. Despite the protests from several members of the corps, especially Vueko, Belaf set off alone to search for a food source.

The Sage’s steely-blue eyes scanned his surroundings with an unwavering sense of determination as he delved deeper into the cavern with only a rudimentary spear and a lantern. He knew it wouldn’t be enough to defend himself from the creatures of the abyss but Belaf swore to the corps he wouldn’t stray too far from the camp.

Cool air flowed through the cave system making the Snowy hairs on the back of Belaf’s neck stand up. He should have taken Wazukyan’s advice to layer himself up before leaving, a rare mistake on his part. But soon enough the cold would be the least of the wise sage’s problems.

One single misstep on a narrow ledge that connected two parts of the cavern was all it took to send Belaf tumbling down like a stone tossed carelessly into a well. Luckily he only fell for around 8ft before he landed on something soft and almost spongy with a quiet ‘thud’.

The Sage quickly sat up from his sprawled out position to assess if he sustained any injuries from the fall only to realise he had dropped both his lantern and spear. Belaf’s pale eyebrows furrowed with a combination of concern and mild frustration. He began to feel around inside the pitch black crevice as calmly as he could, the last thing Belaf wanted was to be noticed by any of the carnivorous beasts that roamed the sixth layer.

However, he found himself entangled in a sticky web-like substance that made movement near impossible, much to his dismay. He knew better than to panic despite his unfortunate circumstances, panicking leads to recklessness and recklessness leads to an early demise.

Belaf’s attention diverted from trying to free himself to a faint, glowing light that was slowly coming down from the ledge where he had fallen from. Perhaps it was someone from the camp looking for the sage. “Who’s there?”

There was no response, only the sight of the light becoming slowly brighter as whatever was approaching the trapped man got closer. Belaf felt a growing sense of unease as it approached, the unease turning into a pit in his stomach at the sight of the now visible entity.

The creature was clearly an inhabitant of the sixth layer but was never documented or even seen before that moment. Its tail was where the glowing light came from, similar to an anglerfish’s dorsal fin ray. It also had the same web spinning ability as a spider despite having a fairly humanoid form sans the unnatural amount of limbs it sported.

With no weapon to defend himself and no help in sight, Belaf attempted to curl in on himself to protect his vital organs if the creature decided to attack. The only thing this did was further trap the sage in the webbing, making him all the more at the mercy of the beast. Though it soon became clear it had no intention on killing him.

Instead the beast used its well-crafted webbing as a puppet’s strings to pull the young man into its clutches. He was pulled against the creature’s abdomen with its many inhuman limbs holding his body taut. Its tail flicked in front of Belaf’s face as if to mock him in his ensnared state.

Most eerily of all to the sage was the fact the creature was otherwise not moving, simply securing him in place like a prisoner’s chains. Something about this scared him even more than the creature just attacking him. It was almost as if it harboured a higher level of intelligence than the average inhabitant of the sixth layer.

All Belaf could do is stare down the glowing light on its tail as if it held the answers to his plight. It wasn’t like he could free himself from its grasp. His face was somehow paler than usual and despite his expression remaining its usual serious look, his body trembled with barely hidden fear.

Regardless, he spoke up to try and communicate with his nonhuman captor. Perhaps it was capable of understanding human language, maybe it was even a hollow that was unable to communicate verbally. Though, something told Belaf that wasn’t the case.

“Can you understand me?”

Belaf’s words were much shakier than he wanted them to come out but he knew that the only thing that mattered was the beast’s response. In this moment he wished he brought more members of the corps with him, if not to avoid this situation entirely then to at least be able to be understood by it.

While intelligent, he was still getting used to understanding the local language. ‘If only Irumyuui was here to help me communicate, she knows the local language better than anyone’

His train of thought was abruptly cut off as he felt two of the entities limbs move, gently caressing his neck as if it were a prized possession. Belaf let out a surprised gasp, its touch making his body shiver and reflexively move his head back. The sensation was completely unexpected and when it repeated the motion his brilliant blue eyes widened as if he was hit with a realisation.

The creature was analysing him and more importantly: his body. However this was leading to a side effect Belaf never thought he’d experience during his journey. A tightly guarded secret of the ever serious sage and brains of the corps was that he was very sensitive to certain stimuli. The only human to ever know of this trait was Vueko of all people.

Once when Irumyuui was unwell, Vueko ran over to him in a panic. Her hands accidentally brushed against the small of his back as she reached out to him in desperation, causing Belaf to let out a rather uncharacteristic noise. The event was never spoken of since but he could swear he’d seen a tiny, knowing smile on her face at the time.

This time, he struggled not from fear of death, but from a creeping sense of nervousness and embarrassment at the realisation of what was happening. As stoic as he usually was, Belaf already felt his lips twitching upwards and a single bead of sweat rolling down his pale cheek.

At the sight of the sage’s futile struggles to contain his giggles the creature let out a low huff of amusement before striking, digging its many fingers into his ribs. Belaf’s reaction was immediate, a sharp gasp of air followed by a stream of giggles escaping his soft lips like a faucet.

“Mphehehe wahahait, this is unehehesserary!”

His captor held him firmly in place as he writhed like a worm on a hook, the vulnerability of the situation making it all the more intense for Belaf. On second thought, he was glad he came here alone now, if Wazukyan saw him in this state he’d never let him live it down.

To make matters worse, he could have sworn he heard the creature speak. Its voice was low enough to be barely audible yet Belaf could still make out the words it was saying.

“Such an interesting young man, so sensitive..” The hollow’s words trailed off as it was completely enamoured by the sage’s reactions.

Another pair of hands began to squeeze at the sage’s thighs, kneading at them like dough. Even such a simple touch had Belaf keeling over in poorly suppressed laughter. His typically pale cheeks were tinted pink from the effort of trying to reign in his reactions.

A curious finger encircled his navel under his shirt, tracing around the edge of the tiny indentation before prodding inside. The sensation of the invasive digit’s touch wriggling inside of the surprisingly sensitive divot had Belaf’s laughter reach a new pitch, one he didn’t even know he was capable of producing.

“AHAHAHA STAHAHAP! HAHAVE MEHEHERCY” No amount of trying to suck his stomach in could prevent the offending digit from tickling at the seldom touched area. The sage’s nerves were set ablaze from the ticklish sensations bombarding his unprepared body. Tears of uncontrollable laughter flowed down Belaf’s cheeks like raindrops rolling down a leaf.

The hollow only leaned its head forward, whispering into the young man’s ear as yet another pair of hands joined the fray and slipped under his shirt to scribble against his silky, hairless armpits.

“This sound.. it’s like music to my ears, It’s been so long since I’ve heard something so beautiful. Tickle tickle tickle little human!”

As if to emphasise its point, the hand that previously was tickling his navel trailed down his slim frame alongside another hand towards his lower half. Fingers snaked their way into his boots to tickle at his sensitive soles. The sensation of the digits scribbling away at the arch of his foot and the delicate webbing between his toes combined with the upper body tickling had him keeling over with waves of intense full-body laughter.

The sound was so far removed from the typically calm and serious man nobody would believe this sound could ever escape his lips. But here he was, cackling like a madman with cheeks burning hotter than the sun.

Meanwhile back at camp..

The previously sleeping Vueko was jolted awake from the sounds escaping the cavern, her tired eyes widening in alarm.

“Wazukyan, what is that?”

The older man shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, turning his head to face her with a small smirk.

“I don’t know but that’s the most awake I’ve ever seen you Vueko; it’s probably nothing, maybe some creature hunting for a snack. Hopefully it will save us some” He stroked his beard in thought before shaking his head, laughing at the stupid idea.

Vueko stood up with a panicked expression, grasping at his jacket tightly as her red eyes practically stared into his soul pleadingly.

“But what about Belaf, we have to find him. He’s been gone for hours”

Wazukyan’s smirk immediately dropped as the realisation dawned on him that the sage might be in trouble. “Good call Vueko, I guess we’re going on a rescue mission together” he got up from his seat, wincing as he rubbed at a kink in his back.

The two of them began to scout out the area where he was last seen. Vueko was visibly nervous as she followed the footprints made on the dusty cavern floor while the latter walked ahead with a lamp.

The closer they got the more confused they became; the sound was unlike anything they had heard before from any of the creatures on the sixth layer. It almost sounded like..

“Wazukyan look! I think there’s something down in this pit. Shine the lamp here”

Vueko was crouched down by the steep drop where the sounds were the loudest. When he brought the light closer the two corps members were completely taken aback by what they saw.

There at the bottom of the pit was Belaf, completely unharmed by the fall and laughing almost hysterically as he was tickled senseless by a hollow; its face buried against the sage’s stomach and blowing raspberries while it’s many hands tickled wherever it could reach.

Vueko’s expression was a mixture of both confusion and concern for the fellow corps member and comrade. “S-shouldn’t we help him?”

Meanwhile Wazukyan had possibly the biggest smirk on his face, squatting down besides her to get a better look.

“Nah this is priceless, never thought I’d see the day where he’d so much as crack a smile let alone giggle like a child”

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RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAH!!! Gorilla and Shiney Monkey!

Hiyaaaa! I've missed you all so much! I'm finally ready to return to posting! I hope you all had a wonderful festive season with lots of happy memories (o^－^o)

Senku won the poll, so Senku, you shall have!!! ヽ(o´3`o)ﾉ

I love these guys so much, honestly, a very healing show (人´ з`*)♪ I'm starting season 3 soon, I've literally been binging the he'll outta it XD

Love and hugs for everyone! Thank you all for your support! Have a great day! (o＾・＾o)🩷❤️🩷❤️🩷❤️🩷❤️🩷❤️🩷❤️

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My guy ❤️

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Ummm, question?? Do you do fic requests....? SnakeEyes therapy tickles, Lee! Devil, Ler! Dice? If not, headcanons?? Either way, love your ideas ^^

Heyyy nonnie!! Thank you and omg sorry I only just found this but I’m not currently taking requests ;w; I hope you will accept these humble headcanons as compensation~

😈 the only thing better than finding out the literal embodiment of all evil is ticklish? Figuring out that he actually *likes* it (which Dice catches on pretty fast bc well, if he really did hate it he wouldn’t let him get away with it and live lmao)

😈 after another long day in hell, laughing your head off is pretty effective stress relief. The Devil would literally rather die than *ask* for tickles though, but he’ll drop ~subtle hints~ (spoilers: he ain’t subtle at all)

😈 he’ll call Dice into his office supposedly for some business thing, and then he’ll do a heckin *streeeeetch* back in his chair to expose his fuzzy tum, and put his feet up on his desk or in Dice’s lap and wiggle his toes.

😈 bc Dice is, as we all know, the Biggest Asshole Tease™, he pretends not to get it and starts off with little touches/strokes/massages that *almost* tickle but not quite, and when the Devil squirms or growls in frustration he’ll be like “what’s the matter, boss, was there somethin’ *else* you wanted? …I can’t give it to ya if you don’t tell me~”

😈 sometimes though if he can see the Devil *really* needs it he’ll be nice and just wreck him right away.

😈 Compliments while being tickled get to the Devil more than anything, so Dice will just be scribbling and and squeezing all his sensitive spots mercilessly while crooning in his ear like: “you did so good today, look at all these souls we collected, everyone’s still so scared of you…good job they can’t see ya now, hmm~?” (Again, he’d never admit it but sometimes he needs to hear it, especially when his ego’s fragile after getting his butt kicked by the cupbros)

😈 also, he uses pet names: “darlin’”, “sweetheart”, “doll”, “kitty”, etc . basically everything the Devil would never let him get away with calling him when he’s not a helpless giggling mess.

😈 The Devil squirms a lot, pounds his fists, thumps his feet or grips the arms of his chair, but he never really tries to push Dice away or begs him to stop (he’s too proud to do that anyway even if he did want him to stop). also, his tail wags.

😈 Dice knows when it’s time to stop though - usually when the Devil’s laughter turns silent and/or the tears start rolling down his cheeks.

😈 afterwards, he kisses his tears away and smooths down his fur and tells him what a good ticklish kitty he is. The Devil grumbles half-heartedly while he curls into Dice, which they both know is the closest he’ll get to saying ‘thank you’.

@fluffymary 👀

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Tumblr Sexy Women Contest 2026 Round 2

Undyne (Undertale)

Lilith Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Voting ended onMar 15

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Undyne sweep

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Sams Tickletober - Happy tears

Lee: Gyomei Himejima

Ler: Sanemi Shinazugawa

Gyomei: You have everything you need, right? Please take good care of yourselves and don't hesitate to send the crows to your aid. Please go and take care. We'll be waiting for you.

Muichiro: We know, we'll see each other when my mission is over, goodbye Himejima-san, goodbye Shinazugawa, goodbye Genya

Sanemi: Yeah, yeah, and you, kid, you'd better be careful, watch where you're going and take spare clothes. Also bring your katana, your bag with some sweets, and money for food.

Genya: Oh, for fuck's sake, I already know that. Stop taking care of me like a child, I'm 16 now. Goodbye aniki, goodbye Himejima-san, and goodbye, I guess, Tokito-san.

And that's how the two young men left their estate, each heading towards their different assigned missions. It wouldn't be for long, that was the good thing, but you never know.

Gyomei: And there they go... Poor things... I hope they return safely and soon... I don't want anyone to hurt them or for anything to happen to them...

Sanemi: Okay, okay, stop worrying. Tokito is a hashira, and you know perfectly well he'll go with Rengoku. Genya will go with other people, just to oversee the forest. Stop worrying and crying.

Gyomei: I'm not crying... I'm just worried...

Sanemi: So I'm just crazy and what's coming out of your eyes aren't tears, are they?

Gyomei: Let's just go inside the estate... It's almost time to make dinner...

After some preparation and dinner, they were both face to face. Gyomei holding his signature bracelets and Sanemi, well, feeding his beetle

Sanemi: Gyomei, I don't mean to be nosy or mean, but how can you cry so much? Do you ever cry because you're happy?

Gyomei: Yes, I do. I just spend a lot of time reflecting on life, and that makes me sad. Especially thinking about the lives we lose.

Sanemi: So when do I know you're crying because you're happy?

Gyomei: Mmmm... I don't know... I suppose others wouldn't understand, but I do understand my emotions.

It didn't make sense; what if he lied? Altought of course, Gyomei didn't lie; he was too honest for that, even if it meant being "rude."

So, what kind of security did he give Sanemi?

Gyomei: Why are you thinking so much about what you just asked me? And before you answer... I know I'm blind, but that doesn't mean I can't sense that you're overthinking this. Don't worry about me, okay?

Sanemi: If I didn't care about you in the first place, would I ever have been interested in you? That sounded rude, damn it, but anyway, I care about you because I care about you, there, I said it

Gyomei: ...I appreciate it very much... Sanemi.

Perfect, there he was again with his crying. It didn't bother him, but he wanted to at least say something nice to him without having to comfort him afterwards; he wasn't very good at that, to say the least.

Sanemi: Oh come on, I've told you this many times. You don't need to cry, I know it's mutual. If you keep crying, I'll teach you a lesson.

Gyomei: They're just tears of happiness... I'm sorry... Don't misunderstand me.

Sanemi: ...

He sighed, leaving his beetle in its cage and approaching, sitting on his lap, annoyed. He looked at him with his arms crossed, waiting for some response or something that would show he didn't want that, but he received nothing.

Sanemi: Fine, if that's what you want, don't say I didn't warn you.

Having said that, he began to gently run his nails along his neck, as if he were scratching a dog's head, gently, not trying to hurt him, but looking for a reaction.

It didn't take long; he immediately smiled when he saw him wrinkle his neck, a smile forming on his lips that he tried to fight. He didn't push him away, that said a lot.

Gyomei: W-whahat are yohohou d-dohoihing...?

Sanemi: Me? I haven't done anything, I just kept my word. You know how I am. Besides, I warned you, I gave you a chance and you blew it. I figured you'd want this.

Gyomei: B-bu-buhuhut...

Sanemi: I'm being kind; if you don't believe me, you can confidently ask Genya, although I doubt he'll answer you—he'd probably be too embarrassed.

He tried to keep fighting, but he couldn't. In a fraction of a second, he soon felt squeezes on the back of his neck, soft and gentle, but enough to be noticed and make him laugh.

Gyomei: W-wahahahaihihihit...!

Sanemi: Why should I? Who would have thought it, someone so tall, with an imposing aura, being defeated by a few light tickles. Heh, so cute...

Gyomei: T-thaha-that's nahahat truhehehe...!

Sanemi: Which part? That you're tall? Although I doubt that, it's noticeable. That you're easily tickled? I also think that's true and somewhat visible.

Gyomei: Y-yohohouhuhuhu ahahareEHE e-EHAHarning a d-dohohohose just like t-THIHIHIhis...

Their threats weren't terrifying, how could they be? He didn't have a commanding enough tone for anyone to even perceive it as real.

But hey, a threat is a threat, and Sanemi wasn't going to let the opportunity pass him by

Sanemi: Oh, so now we're threatening each other? Fine, then. I guess if you're going to do that, it means I can slowly back down too...

Gyomei: D-don't y-yohohohou d-DAHAHArehehe...!

Sanemi: Going down from your neck to your armpits...

Gyomei: S-stohohohop...

Sanemi: And slowly descend until I reach... Until I reach... THERE?!

The reaction was immediate; they both literally fell backward. Well, Gyomei did, but since Sanemi was in his lap, he fell with him. As the saying goes, "If I fall, you fall with me."

Gyomei: Q-QUHUHUHUIT...!!!

Sanemi: I'm not touching you... But now that we're in a better position, why should I? Or rather, where should I?

Gyomei: S-SHIHINAHAHAZUHUGAHAHAWAHAHA...!!!

Sanemi: What? You don't want me here then?

He didn't stay still, continuing his tickling all over. His sides, his hips, his abs, her belly button, his lower ribs, everything within his reach...

Sanemi: Hey, are you crying again? Even though you're covering your face, I can see your tears. Is this too much?

Gyomei: YEHEHEHEHEHES...!!

Finally, he gathered the strength (which he already possessed) to lift Sanemi away from him, mostly by lifting him as if he wanted to throw him into the air

Gyomei: Mean...

Sanemi: Heh, I am, and that's why you love me. Come on. Give me a hug, I promise not to tickle you, that's a promise.

Gyomei: Of course you won't tickle me, because I'll tickle you!

Sanemi: WHAT?! ECK-!

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The Gyokko tk headcanon post

As requested by the talented @tkfanz428

80% Ler

20% Lee

As a ler:

-devious ass mfer

-will tickle someone if they aren’t paying enough attention to him

-let’s be real, if he knew of Haganezuka’s ticklishness he’d be screwed

-multiple extra arms= more tickles

-gloats about ‘how artistically beautiful it is to see a human squirm’

As a lee:

-worst spot are his underarms

-also extra arms= more ticklish underarms to target

-high pitched, melodic laughter accentuated by curses

-will try and escape into his pots if tickled (it usually doesn’t work)

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Can you do another tk fanfic with the Upper Moons?

Sure thing anon, once I finish the extension of my previous fic I’ll make sure to make one :)

[cometpunkpunk]

My posts haven’t been doing well recently so I’ll let you guys pick what I write next

What would y’all prefer?

An extension of my demon slayer tk fic (A lesson they won’t forget)

A Made in Abyss tk fic (Belaf and the hollows)

A sequel to my Danganronpa tk fic

See results/I don’t mind

Voting ended onFeb 11