Hello, dears! To those who don't know me, my name is Speckled/Moss but on this blog you can also call me Cotton. Welcome to my blog! And for those who already do know me, welcome to this blog!
As with my other one, before we dive into the deep end, I would like to state to all who wander in:
This is a SFW Tickle Blog! A fandom one to be specific.
This blog will be primarily made up of fandom content, whether that be my own or others, that I just so happen to reblog.
I'll keep this intro short as my main intro can be found on my other blog: @flufflover7
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I truthfully don't mind anyone interacting with this blog as long as you aren't a creep! Though, refrains from DMs from those under 16 and over 30 (with bad intentions) are much appreciated!
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I am more than happy to accept requests/headcanons/asks about fandoms I post here, I cannot promise that I will get to everyone, but it would be very fun to receive them!
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✨️Current Fandoms✨️
🍬 = Fixated on atm
🖤 = Probably won't write for
MLP 🍬
FNAF (Five Nights at Freddy's) 🍬
MHA (My Hero Academia)
TADC (The Amazing Digital Circus)
AOT (Attack on Titan)
Demon Slayer
TPN (The Promised Neverland) 🖤
Luca
Poppy Playtime
ROTTMNT (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)
Dispatch 🍬
AH (Animal Hospital) 🍬
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#the candy is swirling - usually dumb rambles about fandom related topics (headcanons/drabbles/etc.)
#cottonistyping - posts about my fics
#cottonisdrawing - posts about my art
#cottonlikedthis - reblogs from other creators
#cotton's blorbos - my fandom ocs
#who dropped the candy in water - posts that may be LGBTQ+ centric
"Now Spike, you're the one who asked for help concentrating while balancing on your tail, and while it is cute, I don't exactly think those giggles are exactly helping. Do you, Peewee?"
*Chrrrp*
"Ihi know, I know! I'm tryihinggg!"
Context: Spike asked Twilight for help learning how to concentrate while balancing on his tail for longer periods of time because he wanted to use it as a way to impress everyone. A bit stumped by the idea, naturally the unicorn needed some help coming up with an effective, and entertaining means of assistance, help Peewee, on his usual visit, was more than gracious to provide, of course.
A/N: Whooo boy, did I stuff quite a few headcanons into this one, lol, but yes, this is my way of coming out and saying I am indeed a Spike lover. This isn't one of my best pieces, mostly because I've never drawn Spike before, which is quite ironic, but I just had to get this idea out of my system. He deserves love too, guys ( ´∀`)
so you have any hcs about eren? (tickle related or not)
MY FIRST ASK HERE YIPPEE HOORAY HELLO ANON!
Honestly, I don't have that many for Eren (mostly because I never thought about it), but I do have a feww. Forgive me, I haven't indulged in AOT since 2022, so this may be very OOC since I'm going based solely on memory
I may add to this or change things in the future, so let me just make it a lil more official
AOT Tickle Headcanons
Eren Yeager (Lee 50%, Ler 50%)
Lee:
Absolutely the most dramatic lee you will ever meet. He'll flail, he'll squirm, he'll kick, he'll squirm, he'll swear, literally any form of retaliation or denial you can think of Eren's got it.
I always felt like, similarly to Levi, Eren always tried to keep his ticklishness under wraps... Obviously unsuccessfully
Obviously, Mikasa was the first person to figure it out and managed to spill the beans to Armin before they both got cursed to high heavens with threats if they were to ever spill such information to anyone else... Didn't work, clearly, lmao
Most of the rest of the crew found out purely on accident, mostly by Eren being betrayed by his own ticklish whenever someone either poked his side to get his attention or nudged him with their shoulder and this man had the audacity to yelp of all things. Plus it didn't help that despite his protests about being "fine" or "just startled" Mikasa or Armin would somehow almost always be around to boldly or "innocently" expose his little secret respectively
Despite being "dramatic" his drama definitely has its levels depending on who he's tickled by; If he's getting got by Mikasa and Armin, he's much less likely to be as "bitey" as he would be with Levi and Jean. Especially Jean.
I always kind of imagined his worst spots would kind of revolve around his lower torso/thighs with his hips being a particularly good sweet spot with the exception of his armpits being his worst
If Eren was ever being too frantic or paranoid, all it would take is a sharp squish to the hips or hands shoved under his pits and suddenly he's quiet as a church mouse giving the perpetrator the most ridiculous death glare... Not that it helps most of the time obviously
Preciously delusional. Will always blush his head off whenever teased and will absolutely deny every claim, compliment, or playful question targeted at him even if they are true just earning him even more tickles (whether intentionally or not who knows...)
Eren was very much the subject of his mother's playful feats of affection when he was younger, she herself being the "discoverer of his hip-ish dilemma" /silly
The poutiest baby ever after getting got, will always claim he was "wronged" or "taken advantage of" and will threaten to never trust his "attacker" ever again... Only to wind up in the exact same situation less than a week later, but hey, who's checking.
Ler
Eren isn't naturally a teasy ler, preferring rather to revel in his lee's reactions, only making a comment every now and then about something that he may find particularly amusing.
He takes great pleasure in a fun chase, Eren doesn't usually like to waste time and just gets straight to the point but if his lee were to start running he will take you up on that challenge.
Eren definitely comes off as the type of ler that has to be provoked first before he even attempts anything... Unless you're Mikasa and Armin. Then. Then he just. Gets you. Or even if you're Jean but that's mostly out of spite /silly
Eren is almost just as dramatic of a ler as he is, a lee, he will genuinely get so fascinated and surprised by his lee's reactions that he can't help but tease them
Cheekiest while also kind of one of the most self incriminating ler ever. Whenever he tries to tease his lees he often ends up implying things they could use against him if they wanted to.
"There's no way you're this ticklish! I'm barely even touching you!"
"Are you serious? Here? You're ticklish here? Hah! And I thought I had it bad."
"Oh, come on! It's barely been a few minutes. Surely, you can handle just a tiny bit more. You're making me look impressive."
Eren would one hundred percent use tickling to his advantage when sparring with his friends if he could just to gain an upper hand
Once he finds a sweet spot he never forgets it. You'd wish he would. But he won't. And he will use that against you. Every. Single. Time.
If you got him first, he will get revenge 11 times out of 10. He likes to let it be known that anyone with the gall to come at him will be doing so at a cost... Usually, this doesn't really work with people like Levi who are much more driven to come out on top, but he still tries!
I'd definitely have to rack the ol' noggin for more (both tickle and non related) so I think that's all I have for now, I hope this is to your liking anon and not too OOC, tysm for the request!🥹
It is so good to be back my goodness I've missed this place- I'm so sorry again for being gone so long life had it's own plans. But now I'm bustling with a bunch of new ideas I can't wait to share with you all so I hope that can make up for it!
I have to admit I might not post right off the bat apart from a few queued posts I had before I left mostly because I want to work on my art and writing styles, quality > quantity ya know? I wanna give y'all the best so prepare for a mix match of posts that I will organise better in the future I promise sobs
Anyways I think that's all for now maybe- See you all in a bittt!
A/N: HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO MY SWEETIE!! @yolplait Ilysm, you're my everything, mwa 💗. This is a little drabble. I cooked up a bit a go of our ponysonas: Berry Delight and Lunessence. (≧▽≦) It doesn't contain any tickles, I wanted to keep this a lil more personal (っ´▽｀)っ
SO I HOPE YOU ENJOY MLL! 💛
Word Count ~ 1,433
It was a task. A simple task.
One so mundane.
So innocent.
So plain.
As plain as black and white.
How could someone possibly mess it up in any sense of the word?
Or so a curious draconnequis thought, glaring at the overwhelming amount of crystal berry bushes that lay in front of her, the gem-like fruit glimmered in the soft light of the sunset, sparkling with a million different colours as it struck at the right angles.
Lunessence and her girlfriend, Berry Delight decided to partake in an activity she had been wanting the two of them to do for quite some time.
“Berry Picking!” She'd cheer enthusiastically, lightly prancing on spot as Lunessence looked at her with a perplexed yet curious expression.
“Berry Picking?...” She repeated as if it were an abstract concept. “Why would we need to do that? Are there others berries to pick from? Because if so, I only want you!” She'd huffed defiantly, puffing out her chest proudly to which Berry would giggle making her slump.
“No silly!” She giggled before gesturing gently in the air as if playing out the activity “Berry Picking—my hobby, the crystal farm is due to have a wonderful bounty this month, aaand since Hearts and Hooves Day is coming up, I was wondering if maybe…" She clicked her hooves together. "You'd like to join me in picking some.” She hung her head sheepishly but did not avert her gaze, a soft, hopeful smile complimented that gorgeous glint in her eyes.
Celestia, how could Lune say no to that?
“Oh… Then of course! I'd love to!” She finally replied after a beat of silence to which Berry clapped her hooves softly with joy.
“I knew you'd love it!” She cheered. “So then, I'll see you this weekend?” She tilted her head as she turned to exit the room.
“Wouldn't miss it for all of Equestria.” Lunessence cringed internally by how corny that sounded, Berry simply nodded before waving goodbye and trotting off.
—
Now here she stood—Or rather, sat. Staring at the bushel ahead as if it owed her money, and not a clue as to what to do.
Silly, right?
But, truth be told, Lune never really had a chance to do anything as calm and mundane as berry picking. She wasn't sure how to start, how to approach, how much she should pick off, would she damage the plant by accident—what if Berry was disappointed in her for doing it wrong!?
Oh, the millions of thoughts that ran through her head, but speak of the devil—
“Lune?” A familiar voice spoke, jolting Lune out of her thoughts with a yelp and tumble into the edge of the bush.
When she finally gathered her bearings her eyes turned to meet a confused Berry, empty baskets resting on her back ready for the events of the evening.
“Are you okay?” Her head tilted with concern. “You've been staring at that bush for quite some time.”
Hayseed. Was she that obvious “Yup! Yes! Yeah! Everything’s fine, haha!” She fumbled over her words, scrambling to get out of the greenery with flailing paws, sitting up straight once more with a cartoonish bounce and wobbly grin. “What- Wuh- What makes you think it’s not?” She batted her eyes innocently.
Berry didn’t budge.
“I already said why.” She emphasised bluntly, pointing to Lune’s clearly uncomfortable frame.
“Oh! Y-Yeah… Right.” She looked down at the ground, a bit embarrassed as she sighed.
Berry’s gaze softened, placing a gentle hoof under her chin as she lifted her head to look at her. “Lune, you know you can tell me anything, right?”
There it was, that gentle heart and empathetic eyes that managed to break down the abnormal creature’s defenses all that time ago.
“I know…” Lune muttered, averting her gaze.
Berry frowned. “Did… Did you not want to come?”
“No!” Lune answered far too quickly, the stunned look on Berry’s face making her realise her mistake. “No, no I mean— I did want to come! It’s just— I just—” She stammered, struggling to find her words.
“You just… What?” Berry asked in a gentle voice, allowing Lune to catch a breath she hadn’t even known she’d lost.
“I…” She paused, looking at Berry with woeful eyes as if she were about to spill the biggest secret of all time. “I don’t know what to do…” She finally mumbled.
Now Berry was confused again. “To do with… What exactly?”
“This!” Lune blurted, pointing an accusatory claw towards the bushes as if they’d just pushed her off a bridge.
Berry blinked. “I don’t get it.”
“I don’t know how to pick berries!” She finally exclaimed, the realization hitting Berry like a gentle breeze despite the volume. “They’re so… Small and fragile! As if just one wrong flick of my paw could turn it into a million shards!” She babbled, finally letting out all of the pent up thoughts that had been stirring for far too long in her mind.
“And it’s not just the fruit, what about the plant! The leaves are just so dainty and perfect that I’m too scared I’ll just mess it all up!” Now she was softly cantering in a circle, Berry watching her with diligent eyes. “Not to mention how it’d feel if I disappointed you—” She paused, both her words and her tracks, Berry’s eyes widened.
“Me?”
Lune’s mouth fell agape before she shook her head gently with a huff. “You’re so good at this, it’s your cutie mark for crying out loud.” Berry instinctively looked at her flank, then back at Lune. “I was scared you’d make fun of me for not being perfect…”
Berry let out a gentle, stifled snort that made Lune’s ears perk up.
“Oh Lune…” Berry hummed with nothing but care, walking over to her and softly nudging her drooping head with her own as she nuzzled against her. “Why ever would I make fun of you for something so silly.
“Well, I—” Lune tried to justify, but as she turned to finally look into Berry’s eyes—no judgement, no hatred, only love—her thoughts now sounded a bit… Silly. “I… Don’t know.”
“I would never think any less of you simply because you couldn’t pick berries.” She reassured her, the words rolling so smoothly it made Lune wince at how out of this world it sounded out loud. “In fact— I kind of guessed already.” Lune snapped her neck to look at her.
“You did!?”
“I mean, yeah—It wasn’t that hard, actually… Considering you didn’t even know what it was and all.” Berry waved her hoof seamless, hiding her amusement at how red Lune got.
Lune groaned, her paws plopping over her face, she’d forgotten that part. “I’m an idiot.”
“Hm… Not at all in my eyes.” Berry gently pulled said paws away as she could look into her twinkling eyes. “You just don’t know a lot of things, and that’s okay, because it just means I get to share all of the amazing things of the world with you for the very first time!”
Lune blinked softly, a gentle smile appearing on her features. “Even if I might be the worst at it?”
“Even then… You’ll just be the “best” of the worst at it.” Berry winked.
“Hm… Is that so…” Lune hummed as she stood to her feet, her wings spreading half way as she puffed her chest once more.
“Then I’ll always be the best of the worst just for you!” She belted with sudden pride and enthusiasm that made Berry stifle a snort.
“Don’t sell yourself short, who’s to say you won’t find something you’re good at?” She suggested, standing beside her as Lune tapped her chin.
“Yeah… I doubt that.” She replied blankly, causing Berry to snuff out a laugh.
“Must you always be such a pessimist?” She jabbed light-heartedly.
“Well, if I was as optimistic as you, who would keep the balance?” They giggled in unison.
“Alright, you, come on… The sun’s going down and these berries aren’t going to pick themselves.” Berry readjusted her baskets, ready to set into the field.
“Sure!.. Just uh… One thing.” Lune halted, Berry looked back at her in confusion, to which Lune looked at her with soft puppydog eyes, Berry rolled hers in return.
“Yes, I’ll show you how to pick them.” She replied without even needing a question to which Lune cheered and happily trotted by her side.
It didn’t go exactly as they planned… But it certainly was an eye opener for what was to come, and that was okay, as long as they had each other.
Summary: Somnambula gets Stygian to open up about how he truly has no hope about being able to reconnect fully with the pillars, Somnambula is quick to try and dispell his thoughts and reassure him in, of course, the best way she knows how.
C/W: A tiny bit of angst (if I can consider it that), fluff and of course tickles!
A/N: This is a Pillars centric tickle and comfort series that takes place both before and after "A Rockhoof and a Hard Place" I've been cooking up for quite some time, so I hope you all enjoy it!
“Breathe in—”
Somnambula’s gentle accent flowed like a gentle breeze beneath the blaring sun as she sat cross-hoofed, eyes closed, concentrated upon her meditation mat. “Let all that clouds your mind drift upon the breeze as you—” She exhaled softly. “Breathe out.”
“I-I’m not sure this is working out, Somnambula.” Stygian interrupted gently with a strained grunt. He was already struggling to get into position as it was—his body felt stiff, uncooperative. It seemed being trapped in a shadow body for over a thousand years left a pony quite inflexible.
“AH—!”
He tipped sideways with a startled yelp, tumbling onto the cushions in a rather undignified heap. He expected a chuckle, chortle, any form of amusement at his misfortune, but he received none such.
Somnambula was on her hooves instantly, her winged ears flicking back with concern. “Stygian! Are you alright?”
“I’m sorry...” Stygian muttered, pushing himself upright again. “I’m making a fool of myself, aren’t I?”
“Not at all—” She replied at once, voice sincere. She approached him, her movements calm, unhurried—elegant and secure. “But it is clear to me that something else troubles you, Stygian.” Her tone softened into a gentle hum. “What irks you, my friend?”
He hesitated.
The air was quiet, the distant whisper of wind kicking up sand with it's quiet voice. Stygian stared at his hooves.
“I don’t think…” He swallowed. “I don’t think there’s any hope.”
Somnambula settled beside him, folding her legs beneath her. “Hope for what?”
“For us.” He admitted, placing a woeful hoof on his chest. “The Pillars. I know they forgive me, but forgiveness isn’t the same as… closeness.” His ears drooped. “You all share stories. Laugh together. And I just—” His voice cracked. “I feel like a scar that never truly healed.”
She regarded his words quietly, then smiled—not brightly, but thoughtfully.
“Hope—” She started, “Often grows quiet when it believes it is unwelcome.”
He let out a weak huff. “Then it’s right to hide from me.”
Somnambula frowned. She hated seeing her friend in such dismay. Tapping her chin lightly in thought, an idea came to her—she reached out, resting her hooves lightly over his foreleg. “May I?”
He blinked, skeptical and surprised by the question—may she what? Rang in his mind—then he nodded. “Sure?”
She stood, shifting closer—not crowding him, but closing the distance just enough to feel present. As she adjusted, her feathers brushed faintly along his side.
Stygian flinched—then sucked in a sharp breath.
“S-Sohomnambula—?”
A soft, startled giggle escaped him before he could stop it.
She paused immediately. “Is something wrong, dear?”
“Nohoho—!” he replied far too quickly, then steadied himself. “It was just…" He cleared his throat trying to dispell the butterflies that stirred in his stomach. "Just unexpected.”
A knowing smile curved her lips. “Then allow me to be clearer.”
Her hoof rose and traced a slow, deliberate path along his side—light, exploratory, never pressing too far. The sensation was gentle but persistent, like wind teasing tall grass.
“Eyah—!? Ahaha—” His words dissolved into frankly adorable, breathy laughter as his shoulders shook, a soft, gentle blush decorating his features. “Whyee— Why thahahat—!?”
“You hold yourself very tightly.” she observed calmly, ignoring his question and continuing her soft ministrations. “As though you fear that if you relax, you will disappear.”
“Eheheh— Ihi— mahaybee—!” His laughter came a little easier now, less tense, yet he couldn't help but struggle to find the audacity of her to act as if she weren't tickling him to bits. “Buhut I still don't gehet—" He yelped when her hoof trekked a particularly sensitive patch under his ribs. "Sohohomnambula!”
She shifted her touch, feathers dancing lightly along his ribs, coaxing out warmer laughs and even softer squeaks—soft, endearing and far too foreign sounds that echoed faintly through the expanse.
“There.” She murmured. “Do you feel it?”
“I— Ehehe! I feel sohomething, yehes—!” He snickered almost sarcastically.
She giggled as she withdrew slowly, letting the laughter fade naturally rather than cutting it short. Stygian was left breathing harder, chest rising and falling, his posture noticeably less rigid.
“Your body—” Somnambula said gently, “Still remembers how to respond to kindness. To playfulness. That means hope has not abandoned you.”
Stygian swallowed, a faint smile tugging at his muzzle despite himself before it faded.
“But what if they never see me the same way again?” He asked quietly.
Somnambula met his gaze, eyes steady and ancient. “Then you will still stand among them—among us.” She began. “Not as the shadow you once were—but as the one who overcame it.”
She leaned forward, resting her forehead lightly against his. “Hope does not promise things will be as they were. It promises only that they may yet become something new.”
Stygian opened his mouth to reply, possibly even deny it, yet words seemed lost on him. He exhaled slowly.
“…I want to believe that.”
She smiled. “Then let today be what ignites you to do so."
After a pause, he added softly, “I will. And… thank you. You know..." He waved his hoof. "For not laughing at me.”
Her eyes twinkled warmly as she giggled softly. “Oh, my friend—I would only ever laugh with you.”
A quiet, genuine smile found its way onto his face.
For the first time in a long while, hope did not feel lost.
Have another one of my favourite couples for your 2026 beginnings as good luck! As well as a small drabble and some tickle art under cut. Cheers to new beginnings!
Mudbriar's POV:
A calm, peaceful New Year like we'd always spent it, that was what we planned. Yet, here we stood, on a bustling balcony in Ponyville for Celestia knows what reason, the busy sounds overwhelming both of our ears as we stood in the cold of the roaring night. The breeze bit at our hooves as we huddled together, trying to keep warm.
"I'm freezing..." I heard you murmur, despite the greyish-blue dress that covered your bristling coat.
"Well, technically, it'd be impossible for you to freeze at this temp-..." I immediately bit my tongue upon seeing your glare, as icy as the snow that trickled down upon and decorated our muzzles.
"Eh heh..." I chuckled nervously, clearing my throat before remembering the purple scarf that blew wildly in the wind as it lay around my neck. "How about... We share this instead..."
I wrapped the fabric around your neck. The shade of purple suited you almost perfectly.
"Hm..." I heard you hum with a soft smile, that gentle reward I always adored to see. "I suppose this will do." You continued as you held my hoof, like the sparks in my heart, the fireworks ablaze through the sky—just in time, I thought. Normally, I would bicker at the loud noises, but I appeared too lost in your eyes to even notice the ear piercing explosions.
You truly did, complete me.
Context: Maud couldn't help but get caught somehow in a conversation, with her dear sister, Pinkie about her relationship, when the pink mare suggested that maybe Maud should try being more affectionate when acts of service aren't really on the table. So, under the gaze of moonlight, Maud decided to give it a try, nestling under Mudbriar's chin as instructed only to hear the yellowish-grey pony giggling of all things. A sound foreign to come from either of them—Maud moreso—but definitely not unwelcome, not in the slightest...
A/N: Yeah... the context for this one isn't my best, but it does help with my fears of it being toooo OOC teehee
TW: CRINGE UPON CRINGE. As well as ponehs and fluff, BEWARE TRAVELLER!!
It's Tiiiiiiiiiime! For the stuck-up stallion himself, Prince Blueblood! Accompanied by another trad drawing and more self-indulgence, yippee! :D
I hope you enjoy!
MLP Tickle Headcanons (Part 2)!
High Duke Vladímir Blueblood
Lee: 20% Ler: 80%
As a Lee:
Blueblood genuinely had a hard time seeing himself as a true lee before he had “real friends”.
Sure, he would get clumsily placed jabs from Fancy Pants trying to get his attention and sometimes a bit of taunting from his aunts Celestia and Luna, but never anything really major… Until Shining.
The newly crowned Prince made quick work of disarming the younger stallion the moment they got close (completely on accident). And despite thinking he would hate it with a burning passion, though he'll never admit it… He found it rather palatable, some might even say… Fun!? 😦
BUT, Blueblood would deny being ticklish to his GRAVE!
“Moi? Ticklish? Hah! As if an elegant and proper prince such as myself could ever be such a thing!”
Only to end up shrieking with laughter like 5 minutes later. Oopsies.
Speaking of laughter, Blueblood's ticklish laughter is uncharacteristically high pitched and giddy in comparison to his more “regally presented” soft, pleasant laugh at galas.
It's often accompanied with the most ear piercing squeals anyone could possibly hear.
While strangers would call his laugh charming, familiars could only stifle their amusement and nod.
His laugh is almost GUARANTEED to make his ler laugh along with him, and while they may find it cute he finds it utterly humiliating.
“Dah! You will speak of this to no one, understood!?”
Will unintentionally switch between languages when being tickled, but sometimes this can very well be used against him even when he wasn't originally speaking that language.
"Mi Amohohohore! Plehease!"
"Hm? More? Oh you want more? My why didn't you say so!"
"AHAHA! NON NOHOHO!! *incoherent flustered babbling and giggling*"
"Ahahaii! Mercy, mehercy, s'il te plahait!!"
"Ah... Merci? That means thank you in French, right? Well then you're most welcome!"
"Ce n'est pahas ce que jehehe voulais direhehe!!" (That's not what I meant!!)
He is often times more caught up trying to preserve some of his dignity rather than actually trying to free himself so if his hooves are left free he will almost ALWAYS opt for covering his face more than anything.
Lers will most certainly take advantage of this and use it as an opportunity to map out the spots that get him the best.
His worst spots can probably be said to be his stomach, ribs and possibly his horn.
Shining found this out when he asked him why he never grooms it like he insists the latter should only for Blueblood to stutter incredulously when he voiced his suspicions.
“How ridiculous! My horn is simply just magnificent the way it is! There's no need to subject it to something so miniscule!”
Yet when Shining dared him to use a horn file even once suddenly Blueblood found the floor even more beautiful than he found himself.
But, if he thought Shining would've been the only one to find out his little “secret” he was SADLY mistaken.
He often volunteers to help Rarity (yes Rarity, I might explain their relationship in a normal hc post, most likely on another blog🙂↕️) at the boutique, given that with Spike now busy as ambassador, she doesn't necessarily have a lot of other stallion friends with free time to aid in her dressmaking.
Sometimes she accidentally shuffles her measuring tape a tad too close to certain spots and while he's usually able to hide it one time she genuinely caught him off guard.
“...Darling. What was that?”
“Nothing! Worry not…You startled me is all!”
And he probably would've gotten away with it too if it hadn't happened again. And she now, of course, uses this knowledge very wisely.
“Dear please, if you keep moving I'll have to start over!”
“Yoho- Yohou’re dohohoing this on purpohohose!!”
“Hm? What was that? Oh dear I've lost the center! I'll have to straighten it again!”
Insert pitiful whine of distress here (He's fine)
As a ler:
MEAN. That's… That's it… Mean.
Pretending to be oblivious is his best friend.
Blueblood often likes to keep his attacks niche and on the down low, at least in the beginning and will completely act like he doesn't know what he's doing.
But he absolutely knows what he's doing. He will find ways to "navigate" (heh... see what I did there? /silly) someone's weak spots and he is so good at doing it secretively that even his victim is shocked by the fact that he could reel a shriek out of them in the rare instance he does launch an attack.
Blueblood isn't necessarily the type to simply instigate such things. But Celestia help you if you so much as poke this stallion with suhc intention.
The MASTER of revenge. Hear me out ‼️
Blueblood is so hung up on maintaining his dignity that if anything were to even remotely jeopardize it he'd pay back tenfold.
Even Shining is a bit scared of getting Blueblood because he knows he is signing a death warrant if he does.
He might not be known for his magic, but at the same time I think it'd be right to fear a pony who has speciality with selfcare utensils.
As pompous and pampered as he is, Blueblood much prefers to do his own care routine as he thinks he makes himself look the best (but it's mostly so no one else finds out his poor secret heuheu) BUT it is also VERY convenient when one of his dear “friends” may ask him for assistance with their looks.
He tends to stray away from “lovey-dovey” type teasing and moreso bases his teasing on sarcastic yet playful methods.
He is genuinely fascinated with the sensitivity of some ponies and his tone harbors that fascination pretty well.
“Darling, truly, it cannot be that bad, can it?”
“Oh you poor thing, look at you, just unraveling at the seams.”
“Naw… You can't be regretting this now. Not after you persisted so eagerly… Now, be a dear and stay put.”
“Mon Cher, please, if you wish to look your best you must halt this incessant squirming at once.”
All while having the most shit-eating grin on his face.
He will not pin his lees. He thrives in watching them thrash with giddy glee despite his words, he somewhat even finds it adorable.
He'll even talk to the lee as if he isn't completely wrecking them to bits. Like literally just- have a conversation.
“And then she said my mane was tacky, tacky, can you believe tha-... Mon Cher… Are you laughing at me?”
“Whahat nohoho-”
“Do you agree with her!?”
“...Mahaybe a lihihittle?”
“Ah. Espèce de petit morveux!”
“WAAHAHA IHIHI'M SOHORRY!!”
His only weakness as a ler would probably be downright shameless lees.
Lees who tell him exactly where they want him to go or just how much it tickles or how much they love it shortcircuit his brain.
He mostly assumes it's because, being himself he could never so it's sort of like envy, mixed with confusion, mixed with adoration mixed with- ok you get the idea.
“Why… Why did you stop?”
“...I apologise? Did you not… Wish for me to?”
“Mm… No, not really.”
“Ah.” (Insert very perplexed deer in headlights face here)
Is surprisingly very respectful!
He'd never wish to push someone's boundaries and will always stop when asked, though he does have a tendency to act fussy about it. (playfully of course)
He also takes aftercare VERY seriously.
He'll call one of the maids up with a pitcher of water and by Luna might even hand you one of his velvet, handcrafted, silk robes as some sort of apology if he feels like he might have gone too far.
I am surprisingly having fun with these-
If y'all would like any more, I may consider doing some in the future... MaaAaAybe
TW: MASSIVE CRINGE AND PONIES LIE AHEAD, SOLDIER! BE SAFE AND BE WARNED!! 🫡
Otherwise I think that's… Probably the only warning here, if there's anymore please let me know!
Oh and big fluff; platonic, tiiiiny romantic and parental-wise!
Headcanon time! Woohoo!! Inspired to post these by the wonderful, @crazy-as-a-jaybird after having them rot in my brain for a millenia. (am I allowed to tag you? I'm so sorry if not!!). So, I'm just going to be frank and say that this version of Shining is from my MLP AU "A Prince's Point of View". So he may mostly seem OOC and indulgent, I apologise in advance for that.
Also y'all get unfinished, trad concept art for said AU yippeee!
MLP Tickle Headcanons (Part 1)!
Shining Armor ⚔️
50% Lee, 50% Ler
As a Lee:
Although Shining has a remarkable pain tolerance, his tolerance to his own sensitivity cannot be said to be the same. The poor stallion is very often caught off guard by his own reactions to gentle sensations, almost anything can send him into a fit of giggles whether it be something as light as kisses from his wife, or even playful jabs in the side by his fellow knights, which have been cause for more than one awkward conversation.
He is not especially sensitive to feathers, though, if one were to take an curious swig at his scars they may be rewarded with a very unexpected jolt.
Shining will deny being ticklish until his dying BREATH. Admitting it is never, has never, and will never be on the table.
"What!? Pffft! Me? Ticklish? How can I be ticklish? You're just imaging things! You startled me is all!"
Despite his many attempts to come off as responsible, if it is not his knightly duties, he unfortunately, admittedly gets incredibly frazzled! Whether it be struggles with his princely responsibilities, or an accountable father to Flurry Heart (which he is good at most of the time, but his precious daughter is still very much a handful), naturally, he needs a little "help" getting out of his tizzied mindset.
He'll often try to back track by yelling frantic warnings, with feeble attempts of persuasion only for it to just completely backfire on him.
"N-Now hold on a minute! You don't want to tickle me! I'm a kicker! I swear this is a really bad idea! I really don't want to hurt you!"
Only for him to realise it only makes them want to tickle him more, not only because he isn't completely evading it but because they both know he has amazing control and wouldn't harm a fly if he didn't want to.
"I mean I- Wait! WAIT--!"
He has very sweet giggles, that bounce and fluctuate in pitch in sporadic rhythm. They usually start as a gentle squeak, but, the more you tickle him the deeper and more throaty his laughter gets and can eventually reach high volumes of full, joyous belly laughs. He is rather embarrassed about how loud he can get though and will attempt to shield his muzzle with his hooves or if he can't, he'll try to quell his laughter only for it to turn into rapid snorts and persistent titters which he eventually gives up on and allows himself to laugh freely because those are far more embarrassing.
He is, indeed, a squirmer, his go to would most definitely be kicking his hind hooves in an uncoordinated fashion which can almost be rather comical when the right spot is targeted, or playfully batting at the attacker with no real intention of pushing them away.
He is pretty much ticklish everywhere, however his neck, ears and sides are particularly bad spots. Unfortunately, almost everyone in the castle knows this.
Blueblood and Cadence like to take advantage of this fact particularly, A LOT.
With Cadence, Shining is particularly gullible, because his beautiful wife could do no wrong, right? WRONG. She likes to very innocently inveigle him into having cuddle time with her (You know couples do as couples do... /silly) only for her to start nibbling on his ears or softly paw at his sides when he can't escape turning him into an uncharacteristic piles of wiggles and giggles, and of course being the Princess of Love who would she be not to tease her dear husband about it? She'll often have the audacity to whisper into his ear things like:
"Oh Shiny, you truly need to stop melting my heart like this... It's just making me want to hear your laughter more." (This was mostly inspired by one of their comics.. HHH)
He will then promptly and poutily, shove his face into her chest trying to hide his sheer embarrassment and pin his ears back with either a flustered whine or snort.
Blueblood on the other hand is almost like a COMPLETE 180.
He knows exactly what he is doing, and though at times he may act oblivious he will take the opportunity to shine a very bright light on the latter prince's supposed weakness.
He will often use opportunities such as spa days, outfit assessments or even something as simple as convenient conversation and will absolutely let Shining know just what he's thinking in the moment:
"I find it truly amusing how such a strong knight such as yourself can't endure something as ridiculous as this."
Though, he never intends it with any malice, Shining knows this and it moreso plays into their friendly rivalry type relationship.
Shining is also sometimes a victim to his little sister, but not very often -- or his fellow soldiers, but that was mostly back when he was a rookie, now most prefer not to test their luck but there are a few brave ones in the herd, namely, Flash Magnus and Flash Sentry.
As a Ler:
So unfathomably awkward but also one of the sweetest lers ever, lol
Father bear mode activated immediately!
Being an older sibling AND a dad, Shining is definitely one to watch when it comes to this sort of thing, he's practically an expert.
Not only is he a force to be reckoned with because of his experience but also because of his almost inhumane strength! If needs be, he is able to pin even the squirmiest of opponents down with ease.
As much as he might enjoy being on the receiving end, he will almost always reciprocate.
Shining prefers to give what he likes to receive which is often soft playful tickles, which is kind of ironic given his rough line of work, but it's a contradiction he's quite fond of.
His primary victims are, of course, Cadence, Twilight, Blueblood, Flurry and Spike.
With Cadence he likes to nestle into the crook of her neck and nuzzle his head into it almost like a cat, he adores how it earns elegant squeaks from her everytime.
He moreso sticks to quiet compliments rather than teases, though, they sometimes tend to come off as the latter, and sometimes he can't resist it either.
"Goodness, your laughter is just precious! May I hear more?"
"You know, you really should have seen this coming. You didn't truly think you could get away from me did you?"
“Dear me, whatever are we going to do with you? Such adorable squeaks can’t just be left alone can they? I think we need to dig for more!”
He very much enjoys being corny with his teasing as well if he knows it gets a rise of the unsuspecting pony/creature. (He usually uses these one with Flurry)
“Uh, oh, it looks like the tickle train is making a stop at tummy station!” and then proceeds to blow a giant raspberry most likely.
“Dramatic gasp What's that under your nose? Was that a giggle? Oh no I think it's stuck, let's help it get it out, shall we?”
He also sometimes likes to be dramatic and use his “knightly voice” in his teasing. Especially when a lee is being difficult and trying to escape him.
“Ah? You dare challenge an honorable knight such as myself trying to enjoy such a bountiful harvest of laughter! Well thankfully I don't mind a good fight… En garde!”
This man knows no such thing as shame, he often demolishes his lees simply from the sheer secondhand embarrassment from his teasing.
He is SO incredibly respectful of boundaries.
He constantly checks in on his lee just to make sure they're ok and still having fun, make no mistake though, he will still absolutely wreck them.
"Ay, Mon Cher, s'il te plaît! I thought you wanted to look your best for the Princess!"
"Ihi-! I dohoho but-!"
"Then you simply MUST stay still! Mon Dieu..."
"I CAAHAN'T!!"
Context: A Royal Gala is being hosted by the Princesses, naturally, Shining Armor wants to look the best for his wife and asks Prince Blueblood for help. Unfortunately, he had not quite expected the preparation go down this road.
this idea has been rotting my brain for SO LONG!
I just saw one comic where these two had to work together, and ever since, their friendship is all I could think about, sue me
Also I may do more rare pairs like this in the future because the community is severely lacking... HmM
