With the passing of my 18th birthday I think I need to address the elephant in the room. No, this blog will not be mdni. This blog will always be a safe space for minors - and SAFE FOR WORK mdni blogs can follow and look at my blog and such (I have no control over the latter), but I’d prefer if they didn’t interact with my posts.
Thank you for your time, and if there’s something I missed lmk and I’ll add it
i wanna be a dawgy but not in the “good boy!” and belly rubs and doing tricks for treats kinda way
i want someone to be like “DROP IT. DROP ITT” and then i don’t. i wanna take their stuff and run away with it as fast as i can and giggle like a maniac while they chase after me. i wanna jump on them while they’re on the couch and watch them yell my name like they’re annoyed but clearly aren’t because they’re not doing anything about it
oh OHHH and being even more playful as a ler. yes yes we love doggy lees but doggy lers who wag their tail faster and faster the more the lee giggles? tilting their head when the lee makes a funny noise then grinning SO wide when they realize it’s because they found a new spot? that’s me bro
My sfw tickle community hottake.., opinion?? Just my personal take :
This is not a fact ,,
I don't think minors should be contributing to tummy tuesday
I'm personally against the idea of anyone under 18 taking tummy tuesday pictures and posting them onto tumblr.., for everyone to see.
Obviously i am aware there is nothing explicitly wrong with the photos themselves, it's good to love yourself and your body, hon! I'm sure you've got a wonderful stomach. I'm just rather talking about the fact that you are posting a picture of a specific body part of yourself as a child onto the internet in an already misunderstood community, often with the intent to receive teases. This is availible for everyone to see. Though i do guess you can say the same for pretty much anything regarding kids + the internet.., takes in which i'd also toss my two cents in, but that's for another day.
What i'm basically trying to say is, these things really can give off the wrong idea, those photos can be sent around everywhere (nobody's safe on the internet, what a surprise..,,) they can be viewed by anyone, be misinterpreted for fetish content, all that stuff
This is not your fault, but it is how the web works.., hence why i never really contribute.
I'd just personally wait until you hit that milestone and are legally an adult. I'm not calling you gross or accusing you of secretly having ill intent when you take + post these. It's just my take. You do what you like man.., i'm a pink haired high schooler at the end of the day.
if you still would like to contribute to tummy tuesday as a minor, I think tickle art would be a good way to contribute unless i'm interpreting the event wrong,,,
[Note:
This is a DeltaRune Tickle Fanfic.
It also includes a tiny bit of cursing.
Amount of Words:
Around 3,4k.
Summary:
Unbeknownst to Battat, the other Pippins around him have decided that he is the perfect Person to make Bets on!
And seeing how usually grumpy and tired he is, they guess he wouldn't mind if his Life was filled with a bit more Laughter and Smiles.
After all, one of the Mottos of TV World is Smiles and Cheers, no?]
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It was no Secret that Battat differed greatly to the other Pippins of his kind.
Not only when it came to his green Colouration compared to the bright red one every other of them displayed, no, but also when it came to his overall Personality and Behaviour.
Pippins are known to be chaotic and mischievous, always up to something whether it involves Adrenaline-laced Activities of the morally questionable kind such as gambling, betting and stealing or be it them pulling all kinds of Tricks and Pranks on the poor unfortunate Souls around them who happened to be in their Vicinity.
Battat... was the clear Opposite of that.
Orderly, hard-working and no-Nonsense, being a notorious Workaholic who focuses on the little Details and tries to keep everything around the Studio running smoothly, whether it be the Equipment itself or handling one of Tenna's well-known Mood Swings.
Time Schedules for the Shootings and Filming? He handles them.
Planning the Equipment and Actors being used for Shows? Bingo! His Job too.
The Lighting, Costumes and Sound Effects? With the Help of Jongler and Pluey, everything keeps running smoothly around the Studio.
So of course it makes Sense that green Dice Boy in Question currently claimed one of the Seats by Ramb's Bar in the Green Room, steadily scribbling Words onto the Pieces of Paper attached to his Clipboard, red Ink filling the blank Spaces.
The Ink wasn't the only red Thing inside the spacious Room as two other red Pippins occupied one of the large Couches and were roughhousing with each other.
He tried to pay as much Attention to his Work as he could, he really did, but when the nearby Fit of Laughter became too loud and distracting, Battat couldn't help it but to turn his Square-shaped Head towards the Commotion along with an annoyed Grimace etched across it.
Though, he immediately regretted that Decision, seeing that the Reason of the Commotion in the first Place was a Tickle Fight between the two Dice, one gaining the upper Hand by pinning the other against the Couch and scribbling their Fingers into their Side.
The green Die didn't try to give away that that Sight bothered him (he elected to ignore the growing Warmth in his Cheeks, let alone the Chuckle he picked up coming from Ramb's Direction) and instead tried to nonchalantly get up from his Seat, his right Hand grabbing his Clipboard.
But, before he could take any Steps towards the Exit...
"Hey, Batty, where ya going?"
One of the Pippins, the one pinning the other to the Couch, called out, their Head turned towards the green Die.
"Yeheah, what's the sudden Rush?", the other, too, now stared at him with round, red Eyes.
A curious yet sly Smile formed on both of their Faces, as if they knew something Battat didn't.
He didn't like it at all, a small Shiver running down his Back.
"Got Work to do.", he kept his Answer short in order to leave as soon as he could and not be held up any further.
That little Plan of his, however, did not work out as both Pippins jumped up from the Couch and suddenly stood beside him on each Side, somewhat blocking off his Path.
Crud.
"Aaw, c'mon! You're always such a Workaholic and never hang 'round to have Fun with us! Stay here a bit longer, why won't ya?", the red Pippins to the right traced a circular Line with their index Finger on Battat's Shoulder, earning a weak Shudder from him.
"Yeah, don't leave! You're always so grumpy and serious! Ya need to smile and laugh more, you know?", the other red Pippins to the left lightly gripped onto Battat's Arm, Mischief written in their open Eye which wasn't winking.
"I-I'd love to, yes, but I reeeally gotta g-ACK!"
A strangled Yelp tumbled out of his Throat as pointy Fingers suddenly dug into his Sides from behind, him almost accidentally launching his Clipboard into the Air and hastily stumbling a few Steps forward out of Reflex.
Swiftly turning around, his green Eyes met that of another Pair of red ones, a third Pippins having somehow managed to sneak up behind him, Hands held up and Fingers curled like Claws.
Now three playful Grins were directly aimed at him, something which caused Butterflies to bubble up within his Stomach.
That's definitely not good.
"W-whatever you Scoundrels hacked out now. Don't.", the green Pippins tried his best to keep his Tone stern, though his twitchy Grin and wide Eyes darting around quickly gave his Nervousness away.
"Aaw, c'mon, Batsy~! What's so wrong with having a bit of Fun with us?"
"We're sure you'd get a lot more of that boring Work of yours done if ya let yourself unwind more from Time to Time~!"
"B'sides, wouldn't you say a bright Smile would suit ya much more rather than that tired Frown you constantly carry 'round~? We're sure you have a nice Laugh, too~!"
Okay, now he was in deep Trouble!
Unless...
"Hey, did someone lose free Points ova there?", Battat pointed his index Finger behind the three Pippins cornering him against the Door.
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
Aaaand gone he was, right through the Door.
Footsteps hurried along the empty Hallways of the Studio, not stopping until he thought he was totally in the clear.
Leaning against the Wall behind him, Battat caught his Breath.
Pfew, that was a close one!
With that out of the way, he could focus on his Work once more like he originally intended.
Repositioning himself against the Wall to take on a more comfortable Position, the green Die held up his Clipboard to his Face, his Gaze scanning along the Papers.
Okay, so, the Cartoon Section of the Show should be held around between 3-6 P.M.. That's usually when the small Lightner returns Home to watch them. Check.
Then, the Equipment for the newest Episode, right...
Was that some shuffling he just heard?
Nah, Battat must have imagined it. He didn't catch a lot of Sleep last Night after all.
Hmm, maybe some Prisoner Costumes could work?
Nah, scratch that. They already used a Prison Plot last Episode...
Hold on, that definitely was some shuffling right now!
Zappers? No, that couldn't have been Zappers.
They tend to hop around, not shuffle.
Shadowguys? Not them either.
Their Footsteps are often so quiet, barely anyone picks up on them, leading to them accidentally jumpscaring other Darkners by walking up behind them and letting out a musical Note... Battat can confirm from personal Experience.
Tenna? Definitely not.
His Footsteps are so heavy (and sometimes glooby), it would be very hard to overhear him prancing up from a Mile away. Even when shrunken down, he still tends to make his Presence known with his eccentric Antics.
Ramb? No way.
He's hardly seen around these Parts of the Studio, seemingly preferring to stay by his Bar most of the Time.
So that leaves... that leaves...
Uh oh.
Battat's Head immediately whipped up from his Clipboard with Realization, his shocked Face darting back and forth from left to right multiple Times, his Mind taking its sweet Seconds to process the Hues of red positioned right next to him each.
Shortly after that, his wide Eyes registered the red Hands poised up as Claws, ready to pounce onto him like a hungry Predator would its Prey.
He barely could react before Claws descended down onto his Sides, Clipboard and Pen flung into the Air and landing back onto the Floor with a harsh Thud as Hands wrestled him down onto the Ground, pointy Fingers scribbling all the way.
"NahAHAOHOhoHOHO!!", a flustered Cackle ripped from Battat's Throat, him squirming and wiggling around as he felt ticklish Energy traveling through the Nerves in his Sides with nimble Fingers poking and prodding at them.
He tried yanking his Arms down to protect his ticklish Spots and cover his Face, though red Hands holding his Wrists up above his Head prevented him from doing so, squeaky giggling now flowing freely from his Mouth.
"Aww, see? Ya DO have a nice Laugh!", the red Pippins on the guffawing Die's right Side cooed at him with a coy Smirk.
Teasingly, they lightly traced an index Finger up his twitchy Side and towards his exposed Armpit, swirling it around in a circular Motion there a few Times to coax some shrill Laughter out of the green Pippins before trailing it back down towards his Side, rinse and repeat.
"Now that we've won the Bet, imagine all the Stuff we can get with the Points earned!", the other red Pippins proudly grinned and clawed along the chortling Die's Ribs.
Wait, BET?!
"B-Be-AHaHAHha- BEHEheHET?! Whahat BeheHEhet?! Ya Dinguhuses invOHOholved me ihin aha BeHEHEhet?!"
Battat wildly kicked his Legs upon feeling Fingers scritch against the Hollows of his Armpits at the same Time and caused him to throw his square-shaped Head back with loud Laughter.
"Yeah, duh! Obviously!", the second Pippins stated boldly, "You're perfect betting Material!".
"AhaHAHAham nahaHAhat- aaAHAHAhaHA!!"
"Are so!"
A third Pippins joined in all of the sudden, grabbing onto Battat's kicking Legs and squeezing underneaths his Kneecaps, in turn eliciting some more Squeals.
"In Fact, how's about we make another Bet, Batty?"
"NohoHOHOAha, w-waHAHAhait-"
"Ooh, a Bet! Count me in!", a fourth Pippins now joined in, placing their Hands onto the Die's Belly to knead it.
Battat was dreading what would come next, his Stomach inside already doing a Flip and Butterflies returning.
He knew very well Bets made by Pippins were never a good Omen, no matter what.
"Okay, sooo-", one of the red Darkners spoke up, Voice akin to that of a giddy Teenage Girl during a Sleepover, "First to make Battat snort wins 500 Points!".
"H-hohol' on nohow! Y-you dohon't hafta- AHAHA, faHAhaHACK!"
Before he could object, multiple Pairs of Hands descended back down onto the Die's ticklish Body, Fingers spidering away at his Armpits, Stomach and Calves and renewed Laughter sputtering out of him.
Heavens, it tickled so badly!
Yet, seemingly nothing could earn a Snort out of the squirmy Darkner, not even when nimble Fingers slowly traced along his Ribs to count them.
"EeEHEHeHE, noHOHOhoahoho! PleHEHEAhasehe!! Cuhut it ohohouuut, heHEHehe!"
"Ooh, wait! I've got an Idea!"
The red Pippins by his Legs proclaimed before standing up and walking over towards the Clipboard still laying on the Ground nearby.
Battat's Eyes widened to the Size of Saucer Plates when he saw what Item they picked up from the Floor - the Pen he haphazardly tossed away during the little Ambush he experienced earlier.
Once the Rest of the other three Pippins caught onto the Idea, their Smiles widened significantly, the two on each Side of Battat clinging and holding onto his Arms with their own wrapped around them to keep them secured above his Head.
The one by his Stomach, meanwhile, grabbed onto his green Poncho and pulled it aside, Hands reaching for the Hem of his Shirt afterwards.
"Nonohono! Dohon't you frickihin' dahare, ya Ihimbecihiles!", the green Pippins couldn't help the nervous giggling bubbling out of him, mostly due to Anticipation once his Shirt was lifted over his Stomach and the Darkner with the Pen seating themself next to him.
When he pulled his Legs up out of Reflex to protect his sensitive Belly, Palms playfully pinned them back against the Floor, one Finger sneaking in a Poke to mess with him.
"Betting 250 Points for whoever wins against me in a Game of Tic-Tac-Toe!"
"I'm choosing Circle!"
Hovering the Pen over Battat's Stomach, the grinning Pippins purposefully waited for a few more Seconds before gliding the blunt Tip of the Item against ticklish Skin which earned them a silly-sounding Squeak in the process.
Meticulously, red Ink formed a drawn-out Grid on top of the white Surface with Battat effectively working as the Canvas for their soon-to-be-Game of Tic-Tac-Toe, as if he was the only Piece of blank Paper available in their Proximity.
A Piece of blank Paper who happened to be on the rather twitchy and squirmy Side, seeing the squiggly red Lines which had to be retraced multiple Times because of it... or so, the Pippins with the Pen claimed.
"Nahahaohoho! D-dohohooon't!", Battat whined in an embarrassed manner and attempted to hide his flushed Face in the Crook of his Arm, Shoulders weakly bouncing with giggly Breaths he couldn't contain.
The Touch of the blunt Pen was much more lighter compared to the pointy Fingers of the Pippins, though he didn't know if the Feather-light Sensation made this ticklish Process any less flustering than it already was.
Soon, a messy Grid presented itself along with nine, empty Squares to boast - though, it didn't take long for one to fill in with an X-Shape, two red Lines being drawn with the blunt Pen inside the upper left Box.
"AaAihihihi! Crahahahap!!", the giggling of the green Pippins picked up again, especially when the blunt Pen barely grazed over his most lowest Ribs a few Times.
If he could, he would shoot a grumpy Glare towards the other Darkner, knowing they traced the Pen over the Lines over and over again on Purpose, even drawing a tiny Smiley on his Side just to catch him off-guard.
"Hmm, I choose... the upper right Box! You wouldn't mind that, right, Batsy?", the red Pippins holding down his Legs poked the Area mentioned a few Times with their index Finger, a sly Smile tugging on their Lips when they saw Battat slightly jolt with each Poke.
"I dohoho! I dohoho mihihind!"
... He actually didn't mind.
But he was definitely not going to admit out loudly that he was actually having Fun with this, lest he would immediately get tangled up in even more of those silly Bets that would inevitably distract him from his Job too much!
And he can't have that, seeing that Tenna and basically the whole Studio relied on him!
Everything would fall apart without him!
Fooling around ain't just in his Time Tabl-
"Eeehehehe!"
The Pen connecting with the slightly upper Section of his Belly tore him out of his Thoughts, Eyes shooting open with a startled Squeal as a red X formed on the blank Skin and filled out the middle Square of the Grid.
Battat's giggling Fit would continue with each Shape drawn into the Boxes, a Circle appearing in the lower right Square to cancel out a potential Win, making the Pitch in his Laughter increase, then an X placing itself above it in the middle right Box to prevent a Win there and planning the next Attack, causing him to cackle for a short Moment.
Then, a Circle popped up on the opposite Side, inside the middle left Box, in order to once more cancel out another potential Win for the Darkner with the Pen.
Despite his Vocal Cords and in turn Head being occupied with giggling himself silly, Battat somehow still managed to follow along the Status of the Game, already calculating in his Mind what Move would be picked next.
Surely, an X would be placed inside the upper middle Square so as to-
"Thehe loweher leheft ohone?! Thahat doesn't mahake a Lick ohof Sehense!!", the green Pippins accidently let his Shock slip out of his Mouth as he couldn't grasp the Logic behind that Gameplay Move, actually making the four Pippins chuckle in Amusement with his little nerdy Outburst.
"Y-ahaha-You should'vehe picked the uhupper middlehe ohone, yaha Hahalfwihit!!"
"Oh? Like this~?"
Aaand he regretted opening his Mouth about this when he felt a Circle lightly trace around that Spot, softly tickling him.
At least, with that being done, there was only Spot left to wrap up this Game of Tic-Tac-Toe and finish it with a Tie.
... Why were those Pippins staring expectantly at him like that?
"Ehehehe... Whahat's the hohold uhup?"
The sly Grins on their Faces sent a Shiver up his Spine, as if they had been expecting him to ask that Question, waiting for him to walk into their Trap.
"Ya did such a swell Job assisting us with our Game just now, we just thought that you would help with pointing out the next and last one for us too, Batty~."
"H-huhuh?!"
The last Box?
The last Box was...
"Oh nononohoho! Like Hell Ihi doho!!"
He's not gonna fall for that! Nuh-uh!
"C'mon, Batsy~. How else are we supposed to know where to place it?", as if to exemplify that Point, Fingers randomly followed along the Shapes of red Xs and Os, drawing out a sharp Chortle out of the green Die.
Biting his lower Lip to suppress any more Laughter spilling out from him, he whined as he contemplated his next Choice, hesitating to say it out loud as long as he could.
But it seemed those four Pippins were of the patient kind, even halting all of their Movements until a very specific Response was being uttered.
Preparing himself, Battat hid his Face in his right Arm, Eyes closed shut.
"The... thehe lower middle Box! Ihit's the lower middle one-EAHAhahaHAha!!"
His Reaction was instantaneous upon the blunt End of the Pen gently pressing against the middle of his Stomach and drawing long Lines over it multiple Times, right were logically a Belly Button would be located if he were to be a Human Lightner.
Even with his Laughter being muffled by Fabric, it was clear as Day that this Technique was really getting to him, the Tone and Pitch in his Voice turning squeaky and bubbly for a few swift Moments.
"AheHEHEhaHAha!! Y-AHAha-you're all MEHEahanihies!! All of youHUHu!!"
Apparently, those mischievous Dice still had one Trick up their Sleeve, as all of the sudden, one Pippins holding his Arm dove their Hand right underneath his Chin, Fingers scribbling directly against the Side of his Head with the six Pips.
"EheAHAHAH, NAHAHAHA!!! A-AHANYTHIHING BUT THEHEREHE-"
A goofy Snort sounded through the Room, one which all of the Pippins picked up on, making them stop in their Tracks.
"Ha! I won the Bet!", with an excited Exclaim, the Pippins who just tickled Battat under his Chin let go of his Arm to triumphantly raise their own into the Air.
"Aww, man! I should've gone for that Gamble! Of course Batsy is really ticklish there!", the other Pippins released the other Arm as well, their Expression showing them musing.
Plopping onto the Ground, the green Pippins shakily wrapped his Arms around his Torso and weakly kicked his Legs as happy Chemicals such as Dopamine steadily coursed through his Body, ghostly Tingles continuing to coax little giggles out of him here and there while Lungs caught uneven Breaths.
Though, him recovering his stable breathing Pattern would need to wait for a bit longer as red Fingers scritched against the back of his Head, them being aimed against the Side with the four Pips on it.
Instead of trying to escape the playful Gesture, Battat actually melted against the Fingers and hiccupy Laughter poured out of him.
"Okay! Onto the next Bet!"
Another one?! What now?!
"First one to make Batty here take a Nap gets 750 Points!", sitting down beside the green Pippins, the one exclaiming said Bet winked with one Eye.
Before he knew it, the three other Pippins surrounded the Outlier of the Group, Limbs and Positions on the Floor being gently adjusted until multiple Arms were comfortably wrapped around the Darkner laying in the middle.
If it was another Thing Pippins were known for, then it was for their sociable Tendencies which explained their Preference for doing Activities together and in turn their Touchiness which came along with it.
So, it should come to no Surprise that Pippins occasionally pull other Pippins aside to involve them in a Cuddle Pile, such as this one right now.
However, it was terribly inconvenient for Battat!
He had Work to do!
No matter how cozy and warm and nice this Cuddle Pile felt!
"Oi! I still gotta do my Job!", he tried to squirm one Arm out, though his Attempt was quickly shut down when a Pippins next to him cuddled closer into him.
"No, you ain't, Sillyhead.", one of them teased him and nuzzled their Head against his with a Clink, another one gingerly rubbing Circles onto his Arm with a Thumb.
Fine!
Then he will just wait them out until all of them were asleep!
And then he can make his Escape and retrieve his Clipboard!
Just gotta... wait them out... and perhaps rest his drooping Eyelids for a Second or two... or maybe five Minutes...
"... Seems we gotta split the 750 Points between us now."
I am so, so sure that my cousin meant to type something else, but I'm going to cry. Welcome to my bathroom themed bathroom... Pictures of other people's bathrooms on the walls... Little bathtub figurines on the sink... Soap dispenser shaped like a toilet... Life could be a dream... in my bathroom themed bathroom...
