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[gnarplee]

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[gnarplee]

augh yes i am going to sleep now i swear but i think janice would be such a sweet ler with zoot. she adores him (in my polymayhem headcanon brain) and shes super affectionate when shes tickling him and thinks hes the cutest thing especially when hes a giggling mess laying across her lap with her tickling his tummy

“Awwh, Zooty, I rully love how you laugh for me!”

“Jahaahaha-HAHAHA! JAHAHAHAHAN! PLEHEHEHEEEASE!”

“Oh wow, aren’t you like, just sooo ticklish?”

“NOHOHOHO I’M NAHAHAHAT!”

“Achoo-! Zooty, you know better than to like, lie to me! That’s 10 more minutes, fer sure~!”

“NO! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOO!”

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u know the lee thing where theyll say something completely ridiculous while theyre being tickled. yeah zoot definitely does that

“NAHAHAHAHHH! NOHOHO PLEASE- DOHOHOHON’T—! I- I’M GONNA- PFFF- I’HIHIHI’M GONNA ROHOHOHOCK YOUR ROLLERS!”

“What? Pff- you’re gonna what?? What does that even mean?! Hahah!”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAI DON’T KNOHOHAHAHAHOHOHOW MAN!”

[gnarplee]

hey please do not reblog my old pressure content thats a little weird

[gnarplee]

i sadly do not have time tonight to make content bcuz i have to get up for an appointment with my psych (and hopefully get my adhd medicated lets go!!!!!) so heres a lil something short and sweet i wanted to do the other day! the mayhem + being asked if theyre ticklish

dr teeth

“Who’s askin’?”

-he doesnt really get nervous about it. he knows what ur planning and it doesnt frighten him. he wont even deny it he positutely doesnt give a damn cuz as rare as it is he doesnt mind getting tickled

“Yeah, mayhaps I am. Certainly. But ya ain’t gonna get away with this, I can assurify that.”

-and u wont. watch ur back. he will also turn the question on u

floyd

“H- Huh??”

-this man will freak out if he so much as hears the word ‘tickle’ so he is the opposite of teeth in that sense. he’ll try to bolt for the door and get away before u can do anything but the band will normally stop this from happening. doesnt mean he doesnt semi-secretly enjoy it tho

“N- Nnno, pfff, of course not! Don’tcha think that’s a silly lil thing to be askin’? Pff, I ain’t ticklish, nice try, buddy!”

-he will swear up and down he isnt even ticklish but thats very much a lie and the second he thinks hes got a chance he’ll run for it but never gets far

janice

“Oh, fer sure.”

-straight up wont deny it. like teeth, she doesnt mind getting tickled much at all. shes got a knack for reading ppl like open books so she knows if ur gonna try it with her

“Totally, I think like, everyone is, y’know? Pretty groovy, fer sure.”

-she absolutely will know if someone else is ticklish abd will get revenge should she feel so moved. she’ll go easy on ya (mostly)

lips

“Whuhuh—? Um-“

-now uve done it hes gonna panic. u wont even get a yes or no, not even a ‘maybe’ or ‘dont know’, jus a jumbled mess of mumbling and stammering as he backs away then sprints away like hes trying to get away from a wild animal. he wont confirm or deny it but its easy to figure out the answer

“Um, y- yuh realleh don’t— I meem, who would ask dat— I- I’m- ah- uh- wuzzat ova dere? No no, rite dere? Don’t loogit me! Don’t— wait- crud! NOPE!”

-this poor man. if hes feelin playful and has energy he could get payback tho

zoot

“Huhh?”

-this POOR man episode 2. he forgets hes ticklish on occasion even though he gets tickled on the regular so sometimes he doesnt even have an answer for u. but his body still reacts physically- his eyebrow will twitch, he’ll shiver, he avoids eye contact, but if hes able to remember hes casual about it (unless if hes aware of ur intentions which hes often not)

“Uhh, oh. Yeah, yeah, I am, I guess. Why?” or “..I’m leaving. I am leaving. Goodbye, I’m leaving I’M LEAVING-“

-he cant run for shit and he cant run very long either for that matter so he is pretty much done either way, whether he decides to attempt escape or not, the tickles will always find him

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janice helping everyone with their makeup before a performance and zoot cant hold still bcuz the brush tickles so he takes more time than the others

“Oh, wowww, Zoot, you gotta hold like, totally still!”

“Pffhehe- b- buhuhut it tihihi- heheheheh!”

“I might, like, have to tickle you on purpose if you don’t, fer sure!”

“Nohohohohehehe plehehease!”

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someone verbally teasing zoot (probably floyd or dr teeth those sons a’ bitches. tho i can see floyd and janice teasing zoot together) until his face is the color of animal’s fur and screaming internally but on the outside hes jus kinda standing there like ‘…………….’ as if its not affecting him but one look at his face and u can tell it is

[gnarplee]

actually have a small fic cuz im in a writing mood but its a little late for me to be writing anything huge rn

Zoot wasn’t sure how he ended up sitting between Floyd and Janice, but it wasn’t like he minded. Sure, he liked being with them. So it wasn’t an issue… that was, until the two musicians decided to take an opportunity to screw with Zoot. Their method? Relentlessly teasing him until he got flustered. It started subtly, with Floyd pretending to squeeze Zoot’s knee, then Janice hovering wiggling fingers over his side. Zoot took a minute to even notice it, but once he did? Dang it, he thought. This again. What again? He wasn’t certain himself but Janice and Floyd certainly doing it on purpose. Then it evolved to a soft poke under his arm, making him squeak, and then light scribble down his ribs, drawing out a quiet gasp. But the moment he looked at either one of them? They were minding their own business, looking away or whistling as if they hadn’t done a thing. Just what kind of ‘game’ were they playing here? Still, Zoot didn’t get up and leave. His cheeks tingled very faintly, and the two musicians instantly knew that their little plan was working. It was only when the two of them both took turns prodding at his torso one at a time that someone, at last, decided to say something.

“Wuzzamatter, saxman?” Floyd asked with a cocky smirk. “Yer lookin’ all red in the face! Kinda like a tomato! What’s wrong, huh? Gonna do anything?”

“Like, yeah, Zoot!” Janice chimed in. “Wow, Floyd, you don’t think…! Could it be…?! He’s like, totally ticklish? Are you ticklish, Zootie? Is he like, all ticklish and stuff? Is heeee~?”

Floyd chuckled as he watched Zoot’s blush deepen, his eyebrow twitching at the mention of the word ‘ticklish’. The repetition didn’t help, either. “Oho, ya think so, Janice? I don’t hear any gigglin’, maybe we should tickle him more til he’s gotta laugh! C’mon, Zoot, laugh for us! I betcha wanna laugh sooo bad!”

“Ohh, fer sure! Tickle tickle tickle, Zoot!” Janice strummed her fingers along Zoot’s stomach, mimicking playing her guitar. That made Zoot jolt in place, barely holding back a snort. As gentle as she was being right now, it tickled a lot for him. “Aw, who’s a ticklish sax player? Like, you are! You’re so ticklish! Lookit him, like, he’s totes adorbs!”

“J— JAH-! Jahahanice—! Ngh!” Zoot put a hand over his mouth to try and silence the laughter threatening to burst from his mouth like a pot left boiling for too long. “Don’t, d— don’t— don’t!”

“Don’t what? We ain’t even doin’ much of nothin’! I think yer overreacting.” Floyd said as he trailed his fingers up and down the saxophonist’s side, from his ribs to his waist. It was taking everything within Zoot to not start squirming like Animal when they tried to give him a bath, and Floyd could tell. “Someone must be reeeeal tickle-tickle-ticklish if this is gettin’ a rise outta ya! Oh, ya don’t like that word, do ya? Does it embarrass you? Haha, that’s silly, ain’t it?”

“I’m nnNNNOTT—!! Pff-fff- ah- hah! Guysthisisntcoolatallpleaseeeh!” Zoot shivered as he tried to lower his head so his hat would obscure his flushed expression, but it’s not like that would make these two jerks quit bullying him. “I’m n- not— ahah— cut it out!”

“He’s like, still holding it in, Floyd! Y’know what we should do?” Janice made eye contact with the bassist, who was already right on board with her. Like they were communicating telepathically.

“I’m pickin’ up what you’re puttin’ down, m’lady! Let’s show Mr. Tough Guy over here!” Floyd grinned. Fuck, Zoot knew that grin anywhere, despite how forgetful and foggy-headed he was. The ‘you’re doomed, buddy’ one.

Before Zoot could even attempt protesting, Janice and Floyd pounced at the same time. Both used one hand each to tickle both his armpits, while both of their other hands went for his tummy, with Floyd paying special attention to the sensitive, star-shaped button right in the middle of Zoot’s stomach that made him squeal if somebody did as much as lightly poke it. The verbal teasing didn’t stop, either. Every ‘Tickle tickle tickle!’, every ‘Kitchy kitchy coo!’, it was all steadily breaking him down until he couldn’t keep it contained any longer, both from how badly it tickled and just how ridiculous and silly it was. Tears filled Zoot’s eyes behind his sunglasses as he finally let loose and started laughing freely, his wheezy giggles filling the air.

“KAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHH! GUYS NOHOHO- AAAHA- PLEHEHEHEHEHEEEASE IT TIHIHIHICKLES! HEHEHEHEHEHEEE I CAHAHAHAN’T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT!” Zoot pleaded through his uncontrollable cackles. “EEHEHEHEHEE Y- YOHOHOU MURDERERS! YAHAHAHA’LL ARE GONNA KILL MEHEHEEEE!!”

“Theeere he is! Boy, are you loud! Hehe, and here I thought allll this time you were the quiet one in our group?” Floyd leaned in a bit closer, just so his long and wispy mustache would tickle Zoot’s neck. “Awwwh, ya poor guy, must suck bein’ so darn ticklish!”

“FLOHOHOHOYD NOHOHAHAHAHAH! AHAHAHAHEHEHEH!” Zoot’s shoulders scrunched up, doing little to shield his neck from the tickly whiskers. “BE REHEHEHEASONABLE- AAHAHAH JANICEEE!”

Janice would only smile like an innocent ray of sunshine as she dug into the hollow are beneath Zoot’s arm, an absolute insta-kill move. “Totally! But it’s like, great for us, because he’s just so cute! Isn’t that right, Zootie? Or should I say Cutie? Wow, like, it even rhymes, too!”

Zoot could barely speak at this point. Whenever he tried, more giggles and wheezes spilt from his throat. “NO- GHHAHAHAHAHAHAHE! Y- YOU-! AHAHAAA! PL- PLEHEHE- HEHEHEEEE! MERCYHEEHAHAHAHAHH! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAH! GHHAHAHAHA!”

“Now, just what in the blessed bayou is functionin’ in this junction?” A familiar voice joined in. Dr. Teeth. Oh, finally. He must have heard the commotion and come to rescue him. The tickling ceased momentarily, just long enough for Zoot to at least half catch his breath.

“Hahh.. Teeth… haha.. help, p- please!” The sax player said between breaths.

The good doctor looked as if he was carefully considering his options here, but that was swiftly thrown away when Zoot saw those ringed fingers wiggling as Teeth approached him. Janice and Floyd held Zoot’s arms, making sure he couldn’t lower them. It was over. “Howzabout I give you a second opinion first, Zootie~?”

“N- NOO-!” This was gonna be a long afternoon…

[gnarplee]

someone verbally teasing zoot (probably floyd or dr teeth those sons a’ bitches. tho i can see floyd and janice teasing zoot together) until his face is the color of animal’s fur and screaming internally but on the outside hes jus kinda standing there like ‘…………….’ as if its not affecting him but one look at his face and u can tell it is

[gnarplee]

actually have a small fic cuz im in a writing mood but its a little late for me to be writing anything huge rn

Zoot wasn’t sure how he ended up sitting between Floyd and Janice, but it wasn’t like he minded. Sure, he liked being with them. So it wasn’t an issue… that was, until the two musicians decided to take an opportunity to screw with Zoot. Their method? Relentlessly teasing him until he got flustered. It started subtly, with Floyd pretending to squeeze Zoot’s knee, then Janice hovering wiggling fingers over his side. Zoot took a minute to even notice it, but once he did? Dang it, he thought. This again. What again? He wasn’t certain himself but Janice and Floyd certainly doing it on purpose. Then it evolved to a soft poke under his arm, making him squeak, and then light scribble down his ribs, drawing out a quiet gasp. But the moment he looked at either one of them? They were minding their own business, looking away or whistling as if they hadn’t done a thing. Just what kind of ‘game’ were they playing here? Still, Zoot didn’t get up and leave. His cheeks tingled very faintly, and the two musicians instantly knew that their little plan was working. It was only when the two of them both took turns prodding at his torso one at a time that someone, at last, decided to say something.

“Wuzzamatter, saxman?” Floyd asked with a cocky smirk. “Yer lookin’ all red in the face! Kinda like a tomato! What’s wrong, huh? Gonna do anything?”

“Like, yeah, Zoot!” Janice chimed in. “Wow, Floyd, you don’t think…! Could it be…?! He’s like, totally ticklish? Are you ticklish, Zootie? Is he like, all ticklish and stuff? Is heeee~?”

Floyd chuckled as he watched Zoot’s blush deepen, his eyebrow twitching at the mention of the word ‘ticklish’. The repetition didn’t help, either. “Oho, ya think so, Janice? I don’t hear any gigglin’, maybe we should tickle him more til he’s gotta laugh! C’mon, Zoot, laugh for us! I betcha wanna laugh sooo bad!”

“Ohh, fer sure! Tickle tickle tickle, Zoot!” Janice strummed her fingers along Zoot’s stomach, mimicking playing her guitar. That made Zoot jolt in place, barely holding back a snort. As gentle as she was being right now, it tickled a lot for him. “Aw, who’s a ticklish sax player? Like, you are! You’re so ticklish! Lookit him, like, he’s totes adorbs!”

“J— JAH-! Jahahanice—! Ngh!” Zoot put a hand over his mouth to try and silence the laughter threatening to burst from his mouth like a pot left boiling for too long. “Don’t, d— don’t— don’t!”

“Don’t what? We ain’t even doin’ much of nothin’! I think yer overreacting.” Floyd said as he trailed his fingers up and down the saxophonist’s side, from his ribs to his waist. It was taking everything within Zoot to not start squirming like Animal when they tried to give him a bath, and Floyd could tell. “Someone must be reeeeal tickle-tickle-ticklish if this is gettin’ a rise outta ya! Oh, ya don’t like that word, do ya? Does it embarrass you? Haha, that’s silly, ain’t it?”

“I’m nnNNNOTT—!! Pff-fff- ah- hah! Guysthisisntcoolatallpleaseeeh!” Zoot shivered as he tried to lower his head so his hat would obscure his flushed expression, but it’s not like that would make these two jerks quit bullying him. “I’m n- not— ahah— cut it out!”

“He’s like, still holding it in, Floyd! Y’know what we should do?” Janice made eye contact with the bassist, who was already right on board with her. Like they were communicating telepathically.

“I’m pickin’ up what you’re puttin’ down, m’lady! Let’s show Mr. Tough Guy over here!” Floyd grinned. Fuck, Zoot knew that grin anywhere, despite how forgetful and foggy-headed he was. The ‘you’re doomed, buddy’ one.

Before Zoot could even attempt protesting, Janice and Floyd pounced at the same time. Both used one hand each to tickle both his armpits, while both of their other hands went for his tummy, with Floyd paying special attention to the sensitive, star-shaped button right in the middle of Zoot’s stomach that made him squeal if somebody did as much as lightly poke it. The verbal teasing didn’t stop, either. Every ‘Tickle tickle tickle!’, every ‘Kitchy kitchy coo!’, it was all steadily breaking him down until he couldn’t keep it contained any longer, both from how badly it tickled and just how ridiculous and silly it was. Tears filled Zoot’s eyes behind his sunglasses as he finally let loose and started laughing freely, his wheezy giggles filling the air.

“KAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHH! GUYS NOHOHO- AAAHA- PLEHEHEHEHEHEEEASE IT TIHIHIHICKLES! HEHEHEHEHEHEEE I CAHAHAHAN’T TAKE IHIHIHIHIT!” Zoot pleaded through his uncontrollable cackles. “EEHEHEHEHEE Y- YOHOHOU MURDERERS! YAHAHAHA’LL ARE GONNA KILL MEHEHEEEE!!”

“Theeere he is! Boy, are you loud! Hehe, and here I thought allll this time you were the quiet one in our group?” Floyd leaned in a bit closer, just so his long and wispy mustache would tickle Zoot’s neck. “Awwwh, ya poor guy, must suck bein’ so darn ticklish!”

“FLOHOHOHOYD NOHOHAHAHAHAH! AHAHAHAHEHEHEH!” Zoot’s shoulders scrunched up, doing little to shield his neck from the tickly whiskers. “BE REHEHEHEASONABLE- AAHAHAH JANICEEE!”

Janice would only smile like an innocent ray of sunshine as she dug into the hollow are beneath Zoot’s arm, an absolute insta-kill move. “Totally! But it’s like, great for us, because he’s just so cute! Isn’t that right, Zootie? Or should I say Cutie? Wow, like, it even rhymes, too!”

Zoot could barely speak at this point. Whenever he tried, more giggles and wheezes spilt from his throat. “NO- GHHAHAHAHAHAHAHE! Y- YOU-! AHAHAAA! PL- PLEHEHE- HEHEHEEEE! MERCYHEEHAHAHAHAHH! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAH! GHHAHAHAHA!”

“Now, just what in the blessed bayou is functionin’ in this junction?” A familiar voice joined in. Dr. Teeth. Oh, finally. He must have heard the commotion and come to rescue him. The tickling ceased momentarily, just long enough for Zoot to at least half catch his breath.

“Hahh.. Teeth… haha.. help, p- please!” The sax player said between breaths.

The good doctor looked as if he was carefully considering his options here, but that was swiftly thrown away when Zoot saw those ringed fingers wiggling as Teeth approached him. Janice and Floyd held Zoot’s arms, making sure he couldn’t lower them. It was over. “Howzabout I give you a second opinion first, Zootie~?”

“N- NOO-!” This was gonna be a long afternoon…

[gnarplee]

someone verbally teasing zoot (probably floyd or dr teeth those sons a’ bitches. tho i can see floyd and janice teasing zoot together) until his face is the color of animal’s fur and screaming internally but on the outside hes jus kinda standing there like ‘…………….’ as if its not affecting him but one look at his face and u can tell it is

[gnarplee]

yknow what actually. heres a little ‘you stumbled across gnarplee’s lair’ rulebook. pls read thoroughly k thx love u bye 🙏🏼

if ur one of my mutuals from my main, yes. i am the same joey from that one. dont tell anybody

I BLOCK AGELESS BLOGS (BLOGS WITHOUT AN AGE LISTED IN BIO/PINNED POST OR SOMETHING CONFIRMING THEYRE AN ADULT OR MINOR). YOU HAVE TO BE AT LEAST 18+ TO INTERACT WITH MY POSTS. THE AGE RULE STILL APPLIES TO MUTUALS WHO HAPPEN TO SOMEHOW FIND THIS BLOG. jus kindly back away and go back to my main instead

i do not post porn on this blog, HOWEVER i still do not want kids interacting with it

that being said, i have a different blog for my harder content. i do not share the @ publically and only give it to friends that r 18+ and ok with seeing that stuff. i keep the two seperate

DO NOT REBLOG MY CONTENT ONTO NON TICKLE BLOGS. im sure u mean well but this opens me up for a lot of unwanted attention from ppl i dont want on this blog which could make bad things happen! i do not want this side of myself exposed for everyone outside the community to see

while i do requests occasionally im unlikely to finish them in a timely manner and im even less likely to finish them if its jus the same prompt over and over again. i am a very slow person in a lot of ways and i wanna have fun making content for both myself and everyone! i dont want it to feel like i HAVE to do it immediately or risk disappointing someone

yes i roleplay but only with friends. i generally prefer to do it over discord. i will NOT rp as myself

if ur an adult mutual from my main who isnt in the community and stumble upon this blog ur free to ask questions about it though id prefer u did it privately. so long as ur non judgmental

I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY WORK BEING USED FOR ANY SHAPE OR FORM OF AI. no chatbots, no feeding my art or fics to AI, no AI training using my content (same thing as previous but whateva), im very protective of my creations due to a number of things and i dont want them getting ruined by AI

jus dont be a fucking jerk. when i dont like something i REALLY dont like it and when that happens i will block. i always have a reason. this blog is meant to be fun and id like to keep it that way so have fun! frolick do whatever jus please respect me and other ppl’s boundaries

[gnarplee]

PLEASE for the love of god have an age indicator in ur fucking bio. even if its jus adult/minor and no specific age so i know who to block. i am not in a good mood please fucking listen to me when i repeat my boundaries

[gnarplee]

also for the 100th time do not reblog my posts onto non-tickle blogs, if u have a tickle blog jus reblog it there please. i do not want to start having to turn off my reblogs

[gnarplee]

I COUNT LIKES AS INTERACTION BTW. for the love of fuck ppl have been trying my patience all day im so tired. goodnight

[gnarplee]

‼️MDNI + DO NOT REBLOG TO NON TICKLE BLOGS‼️

wreck da zooty

[gnarplee]

‼️MDNI + DO NOT REBLOG TO NON TICKLE BLOGS‼️

that one line in the muppets mayhem where zoot says he has two belly buttons. that means he gets double the tickles there!

[gnarplee]

i rlly wanna draw this actually but no idea how it should look. should they be like side by side? since i dont draw him with like a humanoid looking one should it also be a literal button? i dunno

[gnarplee]

PLEASE for the love of god have an age indicator in ur fucking bio. even if its jus adult/minor and no specific age so i know who to block. i am not in a good mood please fucking listen to me when i repeat my boundaries

[gnarplee]

also for the 100th time do not reblog my posts onto non-tickle blogs, if u have a tickle blog jus reblog it there please. i do not want to start having to turn off my reblogs

[gnarplee]

I COUNT LIKES AS INTERACTION BTW. for the love of fuck ppl have been trying my patience all day im so tired. goodnight

[gnarplee]

‼️MDNI + DO NOT REBLOG TO NON TICKLE BLOGS‼️

ive yet to draw or write something where i employ this scenario but lately ive been thinking of this. zoot is getting wrecked or about to get wrecked and nora walks in

“What is going-“

“DOROTHY PLEASE HELP. YOU GOTTA HELP.”

“It’s Nora. Also what’s even happening?”

“Don’t let him escape, label lady, he’s tryna avoid getting tickled!”

“Ohhh no, nope, I have a sister. Do you have any idea what I had to deal with? You’re on your own, Zoot, sorry.”

nora leaves and zoot is left to the wolves

[gnarplee]

‼️MDNI + DO NOT REBLOG TO NON TICKLE BLOGS‼️

that one line in the muppets mayhem where zoot says he has two belly buttons. that means he gets double the tickles there!

[gnarplee]

PLEASE for the love of god have an age indicator in ur fucking bio. even if its jus adult/minor and no specific age so i know who to block. i am not in a good mood please fucking listen to me when i repeat my boundaries

[gnarplee]

also for the 100th time do not reblog my posts onto non-tickle blogs, if u have a tickle blog jus reblog it there please. i do not want to start having to turn off my reblogs