Greetings I’m Katlyn Cat - 21- ambivert with H-EDS, POTS and MCAS. My blog focuses on disability awareness and how tickling helps me cope. I might also make T-posts about certain fandoms I like, drawings, audios and fanfics! I hope everyone enjoys their time here. NO discrimination against any group of people and NSFW targeted at me, you’ll be kicked off my side of tumblr. Please and thank you remain respectful. I’m not looking for sexual interactions or ableist comments in my dms / inbox. You will be blocked, so kindly piss off
Updated bio! Yay, since I recently became 21 👉💞👈 new thoughts undercut!
As I’ve gotten older I’m trying to be more aware of how I interact online and that’s why I’ve changed my blog to be targeted towards people my age and others who are also disabled! I believe everyone has their place in the world and a community fit for them. So I wanna find people who are more similar to me both with struggles and how to handle them.
As I mentioned idm minors watching my posts, just no more interaction from now on!
Since I always advocate for online safety, heck even made multiple posts about it.
And as an online mom to 4 wonderful kids now, so I’m even more aware than ever how dangerous online spaces can be. And with time I’ve realized I don’t like interacting with children or teenagers on tumblr anymore. Especially with how sexual the platform can be I personally don’t think they should be here. Since the moderation isn’t the best, not that any social media platform is good at it. I just feel a bit disturbed at the adult stuff you so easily can find. I found straight up p—- and learnt a lot about adult stuff for the first time as a teenager here. Especially in the tickle community the blur between kink and comfort. NSFW and SFW. Sometimes even for me as I’m learning more about myself. Though I won’t be posting about any of that here! I prefer to keep that private and just for me.
So that’s why I’ve changed it to minors are allowed to read, just not to send in asks or message me privately.
Since as an adult I gotta stick to my age group and kids and teenagers to theirs. I wish them all the best ofc! And truly wish all of you stay safe and out of harms way online.
I hope to provide a safe space for everyone here.
Share freely about my struggles with my physical disabilities and how tickling helps me cope. Telling past stories and making up scenarios to make a low energy’s day a bit brighter. And I hope you can do the same, if you chose to stay that is
Obs! Keep in mind I’m disabled and maybe won’t reply super fast and my time zone might be different to yours. I also look for platonic and friendly encounters. Platonic teasing or flirting is fine, but I’m NOT looking for a romantic relationship. I’m still recovering in that department….
Nonetheless I send all my love <33
Feel free to message me in private or my inbox, I’m excited to see what you guys have in mind
Just fond out that I accidentally made my blog (this one) my alt by accident while I made my alt my primary one. I contacted tumblr support and there’s no easy fix, to merge them….
So I’m currently moving over to my new blog : @littleesistler where all my new posts and interactions will be
Right blog WILL stay up, I’m to nostalgic to delete this old OG one, so if you wanna see my old work you can always look here 🫶🫶🫶🫶
This one I’ll be A LOT harder with who follows me and not allowing minors to be there, so please respect that.
I’m 21 now and made this blog while I was 18 and things change.
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Nonetheless I hope to see all my lovely friends there ! And any followers who wanna move over <33
Just a friendly reminder to myself that I’d be done for if me and my online sisters met up. Since they know I like tickling. One of them literally isn’t even ticklish, so I can’t even switch with her. And the other has daily tickle fights with her irl younger siblings. And even though the two of them aren’t the cuddly they’ve verbally teased me that they’d tickle me
taking inspo from a moot ;) i thought up some tword questions i've not seen on ask games yet! (authors note: i cant believe i typed the tword so many times, good gracious)
is there a situation in which you would like to be tickled/be tickled that you think is uncommon?
are there any pieces of mainstream media (e.g. music, paintings, et.c) unrelated to tickling that make you think about it? why?
is there a particular season that you associate with tickling? why?
are there any parts of your day-to-day life that put you in a lee/ler mood?
what is your favorite situation/circumstance that you have been tickled in/have tickled someone in?
are there any traits a person can have that will make you feel either lee or ler for them? what are they?
what is your most unrealistic tickling scenario?
do you find your lee or ler mood fluctuating as the day goes on?
what is your favorite tickle scene in a movie/show?
have you ever accidentally outed/revealed yourself to a friend not in the community? how did it go?
are there any everyday objects you associate with tickling? how come?
how do you feel about your family and tickling? how come?
is there a movie or show you feel missed an opportunity to include a tickle scene? what would you have added?
is there a specific genre you associate with tickling (e.g., cartoons, rom-com, horror, et.c.)?
are there any sports you associate with tickling? how come?
1. I think being tickled in a pool with friends. Their hands sneaking under to steal a tickle while you’re wearing your swim fit, leaving you more exposed then usually. And all you can do is flop and trash under the water, trying to stay afloat. Bobbing up and down as water splashes All over. And the worst part is…you can’t easily get away because water makes you slow.
2. Certain bouncy songs or stuff I relate to kid programs definitely does. It gives me a sense of nostalgic. Also sets the mood for a fun goofy time. Nothing better then hearing the speaker blast: it tickles in my tummy, he’s so yummy yummy hey you should get a best friend to - superstar (toy box)
3. Winter when it’s cozy, warm, fluffy and you feel cold in the morning. Craving more physical touch and comfort. And a place to warm your fingers, under your friends shirt that is!
4. With my disabilities if I’m having a particularly rough day more pain than usual I just crave it like a parasite. Sticking to ppl. Or if it’s just my period and it’s particularly nasty I just wanna be held
5. I got a few so it’s hard to pick since I believe I’ve mentioned a lot of them already. But in my old classes, while I was still in school, a lot of people were very close. So I literally saw SO much tickling inform of my face day to day…though no one rarely touched me that way because I used to be so tense back then. Screaming on the inside. Though I was asked to help tickle ppl from time to time.
6. Lee, if they give me bunch of compliments and got a sweet affectionate voice. Baby talk and I’m done for. While my Ler side is triggered by my other instincts, to protect and hold. So if someone is particularly vulnerable or upset it makes me wanna cradle and tickle them happy again. And…if they got a man got a high pitched laugh and a woman a deep one…yum
7. Me finding a partner who wants to tickle me, I love being obvious
8. Yeah it can change rather fast, especially if I’m talking to someone about it or in the middle of it. I can literally go back and forth, worse then my mood swings
9. I remember being obsessed with one from backyardigans when the penguin Pablo was a spy and the Uniqua the pink one kept kidnapping ppl to try and stop him from getting the secret formula. And we get multiple tickle scenes with different characters. Oh I had a reason that was my favorite episode. Though I told my mom and dad I found the spy thing cool
10. I wouldn’t say accidentally though I’m scared when I send memes form here I’ll one day send one where my reblog is. And give them a front seat to finding my blog
11. Electric toothbrush…
12. When I grew up my dad use to tickle me from time to time while my mom isn’t ticklish at all. And when I told her I liked tickling she wasn’t against it. She’d even tickle me from time to time to help with my physical pain. Back when we were still close
13. I think most shows I lie, has some tickling scene, but I think Carmen Sandiego doesn’t have one and could use it well. I think one could be nicely made between Carmen and grey or Carmen and player. As like some sweet bonding from the past or big sister vibes, her being the ler in both obviously.
14. Cartoons mostly kid shows to, but I do love me that new scene from hazbin hotel with Lucifer getting tickled silly
15. Imma say ballet since you gotta be graceful and your hands touch each other’s waist and shoulder a lot. Imagine sneaking in a tickle and the person gotta remain their form and composure. It could even be used as endurance training
Trying to comfort your friend who’s extremely upset and wants physical comfort. But is way to overstimulated for you to hold them….:<<
So as the good friend you are you reach out your arms and hands. So they can sit there with your hands in their lap or on a pillow. Letting them trace your veins, tickling over the sensitive skin there. Using you as a stress reliever and fidget toy while they talk. Your soft giggles a calming background noise.
I know no one's talked about this yet, but what do you think Lucifer was trying to do when he was stuck ducks all over his sweater, tkl community? It's totally free to think big!
Tysm for having me this year, my first @squealing-santa ever!
I hope my dear: @ozzyart-blog enjoys the lee-gift
Even though I personally don’t take part in this holiday I wish the most wonderful time of year for those who do or who got anything else to celebrate and rejoice over!
I always enjoy being creative so I hope you like my fanfic, I was unsure if I wanted to draw or make a comic. But I decided to write this on the way to Ikea and boom just went crazy with the story. I haven’t written very many tickle fics, so I hope it’s good.
I also tried to incorporate all the proms I was given, being:
Surprise tickles,
punishment tickles,
just because tickles,
tickle kisses,
tickle hugs,
I’d say it’s mostly leaning towards “just because tickles” and “punishment tickles” while the others were just sprinkled in at parts :ddd
This can be seen as both platonic or romantic, or heck one hell of a bromance!!!!
Also making sure everything’s wholesome, consensual and affectionate, even a bit of hurt-comfort since they both got their own insecurity around tickling. That they help each other overcome. Power of friendship!!!
Obs! There’s a lot of curses sprinkled and hits of crude humor to keep it show accurate. It’s hazbin, what ya expect. This is from Lucifer’s pov so expect a lot of messy babbling and goofy Aa name calling.
This is also inspired by season 1, specifically the episode where Charlie did friendship exercises with the others, since I haven’t seen season 2 yet. (No spoilers for it dw)
So I hope you enjoy, as I present:
Ducks go Quack
radioapple tickle ff (Lucifer’s pov)
After Charlie helped the others in the hotel bond with her exercises. There’s still some frowns. So she takes it upon herself to lock her dad and well, extra dad, in a spare guest room. Until they learned to play nice. And it went as well as fucking well as you’d expect. Yet somehow instead of being at each other's throats, they find out about other spots…that might be just as sensitive ;)
“You two won’t get to leave until you’ve learnt to get along” was what Charlie had said before she smacked the door in my face.
I wouldn’t deny I felt proud seeing the leader she had become, but in all of hell, she had to lock up me with that…thing. I thought as I looked at Alastor. The demon in question leaning against the wall next to the door. Bored. Probably as far as he could be from me in this cramped hotel room. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “You’re not very social are you” I joked as I snickered a bit. He remained unblinking, but I could see a twitch of that grin of his. It seemed I was ticking him off. Fun.
“Oh please, unlike you’re little…family, I’m not the cuddly type.” He said in that same robotic tone, though I could sense an extra crack in his voice box. I snickered as I straightened my back and stepped up to him with a scoff. “At least I got one heh. Maybe that’s why you’re so set on haz-been.” A narrow of his eyes, perfect. “And hugging you, fuck no. I’d rather give Adam a high five” I said as I gestured with my hand at him and snickered.
His gaze looked me up and down in a silent analysis of our height difference again. Typical “Oh fuck off skyscrape” “I’d rather not, I’m not into the whole…thing. I prefer solitude and independence not whatever, this…is” he breathed out those words as though they were disguising, puffing out a bit of air between his teeth. “Solitude, tsk, as if we’ll get that. My daughter is set on us getting along. So if you wanna get out of here, you better play nice.” “Nice? Oh please, I’m one of the most dangerous underlords in hell. While you, the oh SO little king… can’t even tell your daughter off” he said, pinching the air with his fingers as I huffed. “Well what if I don’t want to, huh, what if I want to be a supportive dad. Letting her be the leader she’s meant to be” I scoffed as I smacked that nasty hand away. Making that radio bitch wipe a gloved hand on his suit, what in the germaphobe was that. “Oh so now you want to be a present dad…” He purred out with his famous chuckle. “Oh don't start with me, lemon teeth” “insults…how peculiar” he breathed out as he pressed my hands down, away from him angular face. I hadn’t even realized I’d made them into fists, must be a reflex around him.
“Well if you won’t let me out, I’ll just help myself.” Alastor said as he turned his lanky back at me, the lights beginning to flicker, darkening the room. A sudden neon green glow sliced through the air with a powerful wind. That snatched my custom hat off of my head. Just as I was about to yell I coughed, an equally green smoke filling the room. Making it look like a drug cartel or a rave with cheap decorations. Was he really gonna use his powers to run off, what a coward. “Hey GIVE that back!….. And where do YOU think you’re going bitch” I called out between another coughing fit as I charged at him. Struggling to find him in the smoke. Cheap bitch. Making me have to grab at the air to find this noob. I wouldn’t let him get away. Soon I managed to grab his freakishly long and ill fitting jacket and his waist, slamming him to the floor.
Making me toss and turn with the stupidly tall bastard. “Get of off me, you fucking nuisance” I chuckled at his remark as my hands remained on his waist to pin him under me. “Not until you stop trying to escape, deerhead” I said as my hands squeezed him and I grunted. Trying to get the upper hand as he squirmed and kicked. His hands lighting up with powers again only for that same hand to drop. A crackled sound being heard like a scratch on a record. His hands went from grabbing at me to now hugging at himself. And that’s when I saw it. His eyes crinkled in the corners as he bit his lip hard. Pointed nose scrunched. And my jaw practically dropped as I looked further down, seeing my very own hands squeezing at his ribs repeatedly. “Y…you, are you… e…ticklish?” I breathed out only to see him open his mouth to protest. But nothing but soft giggles slipped out, his voice cracking in an almost cute way. Almost.
These sounds were so unlike his usual manic chuckles and sarcastic laughs. Something soft…almost adorable. Disgustingly sweet. Ew “Oh my days, HaH, I can’t believe THE radio demon is ticklish.” “I’m not y- you little snake I eheheh eek I’ll kill you, I’ll murder your whole family, you hear me. I’ll rip you to hahaha eeek hehe” He called back only to be lost in even breathier giggles as my hand wandered onto his tummy. Soft. I hadn’t even noticed I was rubbing it. My hand caressing him like you would a cat. Scribbles. Making him kick out those long legs as he laughed under me. A soft slap heard against the carpeted floor as I saw his little deer tail wag. Did he even have one of those earlier. The fuck.
My eyes crinkled in the corners too as I let out an excited chuckle, usually reserved for my duck inventions. “Aww you tall fella, you look almost cute, ticklastor. Just wait until the news or those gossip magazines hear about this. You’ll be nothing more than a giggle joke hehe” I purred out as I chuckled in a mean way, my fingers poking at his tummy as I began to tug up his shirt. Wanting to tickle his belly directly. Maybe he even had some tummy fluff since he was a hybrid. “Don’t mind if I do~” I said in a deeper voice only to notice how he had tensed. Those fuzzy ears perked high and his tail laid still on the floor. Pulling me out of the rhythm as I regarded him, we might’ve been sworn enemies. Hate as first sight. And well maybe I wanted to punch in his face for stealing my daughter from me. But still I couldn’t touch him if it made the guy uncomfortable.
My fingers letting go of his shirt I had managed to untuck as his the bottom of his tummy fluff peaked out. Though I paid no mind to it. My mood ruined, since I had maybe gone a tiny tidbit to far. “Look I I’m a sorry” I said as I sighed a bit and dragged a hand over my face. Fuck. And when I looked back that’s when I saw the terror. That usual grin, gone, as he looked utterly defeated. Like a deer in headlights simply sniffling a bit. Damn it. Just like that I began to spew apologies, so many I stumbled over my own words and barely even made sense of some of them. My hands clutched together as my eyes were squeezed shut. I knew I shouldn’t have tickled him without asking. Consent is important.
“N no you don’t under y-you can’t tell a soul, NO ONE. You hear me” I tensed as he suddenly spoke up, screaming. I don’t think I’d ever heard him yell before. Then suddenly my head hit the floor as I groaned softly, looking up at him. He’d switched our positions as he had a panicked, desperate look on his face. Was he pleading? “Wait wait heh, you’re more concerned about me telling anyone then the actual t-“ “oh shut the fuck up, blondie. Don’t you get how it could ruin my reputation. I’d be a fool. A goofy powerless joke, like YOU?!” he breathed out while his ears flicked, as though sensing danger.
Making me chuckle as I laid under him. “Jezz you're so dramatic, I was kidding” I said as I looked up at him with a smirk. Letting out a gasp as he suddenly pinned my arms over my head. Leaning down over me with a low growl. “Don’t laugh at me or I’ll give you something to laugh about, duckling” he purred out, the arrows in his eyes ticking. “Oh please hehe tsk you’re not even funny. Old man. You’re the most dry demon in hell” “well, maybe I got a way to make you laugh, how’d you like the cards reversed” he said and I tilted my head. Confused but also intrigued. Hah. But before I could even reply I felt him shuffling both my hands in one of his big ones. His other hand wiggled in the air over me. You gotta be kidding. “Wait ahhh n no Alastor please ehehe eek, this is so childish. This is not something a blood thirsty raise demon does no hahaha please eek hehe” I began to bark out, my laughs slipping out as his hand moved closer. I did deserve that for earlier.
It hadn’t even touched me and I was already freaking out. Calm. And when his creepy freshly long hand finally touched down, I was lost in hysterics. If he was ticklish then I was fucked. Done. All because of that skinny lanky looking ass torturing me. My eyes squeezed shut as I kicked my legs only for him to straddle my lap, pinning my much shorter, manly frame under him. My head was shaking and banging, my brilliant mind trying to find a way out. Only for me to hit something soft. His arm had somehow maneuvered to lay under my head, all the while he still had my hands pinned. Was he protecting it…Nonetheless he wasn’t so nice he stopped the actual torment. My desperate whining and laughs echoing in the room. My voice cracked as I buckled my hips. His long creepy hand crawling down my armpit, ribs and side. Soon reaching my belly to. His hand stroked over it the same way I’d done. Though he was definitely less gentle. Probably not a tickling pro like me. Loser. “O ouch hehehe s stop you lanky bitch, your manicure hurts.” I barked out as he dug in further and leaned in. His nasty yellow teeth right in my brilliant face. “Hurts? Oh please you’re just a little…sensitive, isn’t that right, king of hell” “I’m not eek eheheh” I breathed out that lie. Little was an understatement. Since I was definitely not being tickled-tortured to death, with my strong arms pinned over my head. Laughing like some schoolboy held down by a big bully. No. Nah. Nope. With faint tears forming from laughing so hard I was losing my mind. Couldn’t be me. Damn it.
Me being ticklish wasn’t a big surprise really, especially for my family. My wife had found out rather fast when she kissed me. Then it ran of like wild fire. So even my own daughter easily beat me up in tickle fights….even if she might’ve been 5 at the time. Not important. Since it was all the same. I often found myself helplessly laughing under someone close to me. Somehow. Yet I didn’t really mind it…unless certain spots were touched. Hell.
But being handled like this by my blood sworn enemy was…a different kind of embarrassment. I think I understood now why Alastor had been so mad at me teasing him, I can’t imagine what’d it be like for a serious looking guy like him to be found out like this. “No hahaha p please eke not there hahaha, I beg ehehe” I whined out as my legs kicked out behind him, my thoughts temporarily stopped as he’d found one of my spots I hope he wouldn’t. Shit. A sharp claw tracing a circle around my belly button as I wailed and whined. Not having even noticed him unbuttoning my blouse at the bottom. Letting my soft tummy peak out. I knew this meant trouble. Especially if he didn’t stop. Please. “Ah ah little demon, this is what you get for messing with the oh mighty Alastor. Dear listeners welcome to the oh so special interlude in the radio broadcast. I think we’ve found the perfect…spot. Live here in the studio. Ohohoh…..How fun” he said in his mocking and that damn annoying radio voice, talking like I wasn’t even there. Touché. I probably would’ve told him he’s crazy, talking to nothing but air like that when I was right under him. What an airhead.
But all I could was let out a high pitch squeal as his finger went round and round, like a ducky in a pond. Soon reaching the center of my tummy. “N no p please hahaha EeeK…Qwack” I breathed out only for my eyes to widen as I had let out the dreadful sound. Seeing the demon's face instantly snap my direction as I gulped a bit. Choughing slightly to cover up the embarrassing sound I’d made. “Oh my, it seems” “no you didn’t” “well I sure DID hear it really” “fuck you” “why of course…” “oh my days don’t say it” “the little duck obsessed twink can qwack” he announced to no one in particular, pinching my cheek oh so sweetly like a grandma would. Bitch. I could practically feel my face burn like the deepest pits of hell. One of my hands managed to wiggle free as he was distracted. But instead of smacking his grin right off. My hand simply tried to cover my face as I whined and giggled into it all embarrassed. “Tell me little guy, did you happen to swallow a squeaky toy while taking a bath with your beloved duck, collection.” He teased and all I could do was whine. Giggling into my hand. Too embarrassed to say anything as tears formed from how flustered I was. My eyes burning as I giggled myself silly, those quacks slipping in ever so often. He wasn’t even touching me anymore.
This was definitely one of my biggest insecurities. I wouldn't lie. I don’t know how I started to qwack. Duck. But I guess I must’ve picked up on that sound when I practiced mimicking the ducks. To perfect their sounds. And somehow, magically, it mixed with my laughter. Or other embarrassed sounds I made out of habit. Ducks made me calm, ducks made me happy, but this…it was horrible. I began to sob softly as I bit my cheek. What would he think of me now, I was definitely the one who was the biggest fool now. Just a dumb rubber ducky… “there there, breathe will ya” I heard a familiar voice say yet the static was a bit lower, almost in a soothing tone. I didn’t dare look at him. “Oh please, you’ll just laugh at me like you always do” I sniffed out as I curled up on my side, hugging both my hands around me. Protective. When did he even let go of the other hand? “Laugh at you, well hmmm I might a bit…later. But right now I wanna hear more of that laugh. Not your…sobs. Makes you look like a sad duck in a pond” he said while he made silly circular motions in the air, was he trying to be more approachable. Compassionate. Tsk.
“Duck huh…” “duck yes, you’re practically one of them. A small little rubber duck waiting to be squeezed.” “Aha…and why’d you care” I breathed out, apathetic, on the verge of another sob. My hands moved to weakly flop those hands away as he tsk a bit. “Oh please I may find your suffering amusing, but…well ahem that little laugh of yours even more. It’s a sound I’ve yet to tone to perfection.” “Tone huh as if I’m some stereo.” I grumbled as his hand grabbed mine and for a second it almost seemed sweet. My eyes looked up at him through a thick gloss. Like a gloss you’d put on ducks to make them well glossy. Before he booped my nose with a clawed finger, making me scrunch both my nose and shoulders a bit. “Well I liked that tone..I wouldn’t mind hearing, ahem, some more of it. Unless an ad break is well, needed.” He said as I just rolled my eyes and huffed. Was this his way of being affectionate or showing care? Comparing me to a radio podcast. Creative….
I just scoffed a bit as I grabbed his hand and placed it back on my tummy. Chuckling a bit “Oh please, I’m not that sensitive…I can take it. Unlike you heheheh, who had to retaliate so. Embarrassing” “oh you’ll see embarrassing right, little king, when I really dig in to your flesh” “oh I’d like to see you try”
I chuckled as my familiar smirk came back as well as his. Our stupid grins returned at last, equally cocky and charismatic as the ticking went on and on. A fade of sorts. Where we kept challenging each other. Who could keep their arms up the longest while your armpits got tickled. Or who’d be able to stay the stillest while the other counted their ribs. Heck who could go the longest without laughing. What tickled me the most. And I’d give Alastor that his evil grin was more than just for show, he practically nibbled me to death with those yellow sharps. Only to kiss over the skin when I complained too much.
Just two enemies turned rivals for the hell of it and this went on and on just for the heck of it. No deal, no win or lose. Just two dudes fucking off, or well tickling off for the trill of the chase and adrenaline. Until we both got more and more exhausted. Vision darkening, body dropping. Yawns. My smaller frame was soon on top of Alastor as we kept scratching at each other's spots, his claws on my tummy and mine on his back. Which we’d found out was his worst spot, no wonder he hates hugs. And even though we should be exploding with laughter we were both too tired. Soon ending up tangled in each other, snoring loudly.
The last thing I could recall was the door finally opening and a gleeful gasp along with heels jumping up and down. Definitely Charlie. A surprised gasp from a deeper voice as someone dropped the key to the door. Probably Vaggie. A low groan about what the hell we’d been up to. From husk and before I could hear any of angel dust’s remarks in return I managed to fall asleep. On top of my enemy, victorious. With my head nestled under his stupidly long neck where that annoying voice box still was.
I’d probably rip it out if it hadn’t been for his cute giggles with his adorable little tail wagging. That bastard was one heck of tickler with his remarks. Well I wouldn’t call them affectionate. But after tossing and turning, with him squeezing the spots on my belly that made me quack the loudest. I won’t deny it definitely made me feel less insecure. And perhaps he wasn’t so opposed to tickling again, as long as it remained between just us.
Nonetheless I knew it’d be hell to explain what we’d been up to. Without anyone finding out we tickled each other to pieces or making it…weird. Curse you. We’d face it together. As enemies with benefits of knowing a bit too much about each other’s..sensitivities.
A small comic-like thing:
Scene 1: Player blowing raspberries on human Jack's cute tummy
Scene 2: Player hears crying and tells Jack "I'll be right back"
Scene 3: Player sees human Kevin crying in the playroom, most likely because his, Jack, and Matt's parents didn't treat him as well as they did his brothers
Scene 4: Player thinks of a way to cheer Kevin up, then remembers what he was doing to cheer up Jack
Scene 5: Player straddles Kevin, rolling up his shirt, with Kevin asking "What are you going, Pl-"
Scene 7: Player blows raspberries into Kevin's cute tummy before the latter could finish
Scene 8: Kevin letting out some genuine giggles and laughs
Scene 9: Kevin lets out a genuine squeal, taking Player by surprise
Scene 10: Player sports a parental smile while Kevin is smiling up at him
Scene 11: HUG SCENE!!!
(Sorry if this may be a lot for you, so take your time)
So true, just a single person believing you rather than looking at a few letters you may be tied to can mean the world to someone.
Just being seen for who you are rather than some random making assumptions about whatever you may or may not have. We are not our diagnosis, it just helps describe you. And even if you don’t have it yet you’ll have to keep looking until you’re taken seriously
Awww tysm heh ! I haven’t posed in a while since I’ve been to cooped up irl with so many things.
But now that I live alone and got more time to spare on things I care about I wanna revive my blog, let me know if you got any suggestions. I’d love to hear them
You'll finally understand what all of those posts and memes and fanfics told you about. You'll get that giddy rush of panic as the ler closes the gap between you. You'll feel that childlike joy bubble up inside you and tickle you from the inside out.
Your laughter will be beautiful. 100% guaranteed. No doubt in my mind. Because it's yours. It is your happiness personified.
Someone will learn this secret of yours and smile until their cheeks are sore, because lucky them. They get to know you at your softest, they get to know that you trust them deeply. They'll be beaming with excitement, eager to make you laugh and give you what you desire. They'll ask you all the right questions ("promise you'll tell me when to stop? "where shouldn't I tickle you?" "what do you need from me?") and never let you doubt for a second that they are here for you, always.
You'll hear the laughter escape you as remain helpless to control yourself. You'll feel the burn in your cheeks as your ler looks at you with fondness. You'll be given the chance to let loose and simply be alive, cradled by a ler who takes care of you.
It may take a while, yes.
You may feel lonely at times, or starved-of-touch even.
But it will come.
Because you deserve it, and good things happen to good people 🩵
Ever since I told my online sisters about me liking tickles and having this blog…I hope they haven’t found it yet 😅😅😅😅😅
They both keep teasing me, especially my two year younger one. She’ll just randomly rub against me when we play games especially dandy’s world when she’s yatta and wag those tails at me. Just saying tickle tickle over and over again in a goofy voice in calls. And it always makes me giggle and yell at her to stop and shut up. Then she’ll just keep annoying me even more giggling back…The worst part is when she’ll say it in Swedish. Damn her
Then my other sister who is one year younger usually tickles her irl sisters, sometimes I’ve heard it on call. She’s such a tickle monster I swear and she sounds so ruthless. She’ll just repeat words over again like say you’re sorry, say you’re sorry or nope nope nope. And it always makes me tense up and giggle along a bit too. Pretending I just find it funny here my other sister will tease me. So there’s an inside joke I’ll be next if we ever meet irl..help
I love them both though…even though it drives me mad (glad)
Have you ever just seen a character and fallen in love with their laughter and how cute they’d look being tickled silly
OR
Felt a shiver run trough you how good they are at teasing and how they’d definitely wreck people to bits if given the chance
So welcome to my new ask series!
Hear me out tickle collection, where I talk about one specific character from a game or franchise I like, multiple who are usually parked together might be mentioned! (Since my original long post bugged out, I’m taking time to rewrite all of them…sob*)
I’ll also mention some head canons from {players} perspective if it’s a game like that, but mainly keep it cannon!
First up…..
Harvey harvington (bloodmoney)
You can’t look at this man and not think soft LEE twink…AhEm, he’s a hear me out for so many reasons I can’t even lie.
Tw: Keep in mind this is a horror game where you literally hurt him for money. So if mentions of exploitation or weapons make you uncomfortable please go. I won’t make this bloody or anything but I will be mentioning stuff from main game events. So spoilers DuH. Nonetheless keep going if ya want, you’ve been warned loves
Lee Harvey
Since you literally can tickle him in the game, and it’s viewed at the least painful and most humane option. And he’s not surprised you pulled out the feather I believe it’s one of the few tools he put out himself….and perhaps when a certain MO0D hits, he just know adds a few more.
Not gonna lie he’d definitely be a little bratty tease, maybe even a bit defiant since it’s clear he can rebel and fight back. Saying the classic do your worst or that barely does anything. Egging the {player} on to tickle him more and more….because maybe he wants that, somedays
I also get the vibe that when you touch a certain spot he just losses it, starts cursing, kicking, crying, sobbing. Begging you to do anything but THERE (I’d hc it’s his tummy since we get to see it later in game) and well…since that spot is more ~sensitive~ I believe you’d get more money from that spot. No matter the tool you use. You get a special death spot multiplier.
He’d definitely be a gentle and soft dad I could see him playing A LOT with his son Toby before everything went down, and somehow his playful tickles turn into his son full on tickling him crazy. I think he’d be too much of a sensitive pushover to tell his son off. So he’d just take it..like the great dad he is!
I’d definitely see him as a big softly in close relationships, I believe his wife [who is a horrible individual] might exploit his ticklishness. Maybe use in the human expansion program to force him to smile when stuff get as bad as they do….
Game cannon changes ~
I just wanted to mention the different tools for each tier I’d replace the weapons with, for the full ~tickle~ version of the game
Obs! Mentions of the origal weapons and how the violence is replaced
Feather - stays obviously so game seems normal
Hairbrush - replaces needle, it’s not that bad or suspicious, can be used for hair play
Makeup brush - replaced hammer - eh it’s fine, staring to tickle though depending on spot
Hands -replaced scissors - since scissors in the game mutilate him, no point or return, I changed it to bare hands
Raspberries -replaced match- since the match ruins his clothes, when you buy raspberries you also get to unbutton his shirt
Electric toothbrush -replaced knife- nah that’s gotta tickle like hell…
Massage gun -replaces gun- either be used for aftercare or more intense tickles, depending on what ending of the game you’d want ;)
Extra thoughts ~
Speaking of endings I wanted to add a few as my final thoughts
Ending 1: Cheer up - you only use the feather or up to the makeup brush, only giving Harvey soft tickles.
Ending 2: Happy tears - you use the hands and end up going a bit more extreme on the tickles, though it’s not to much.
Ending 3: Revenge bitch - you get the electric toothbrush but Harvey retaliates, you don’t click fast enough so now…you take his place
Ending 4: Rich tickles - you get the electric toothbrush and manage to avoid Harvey’s attempts to turn the tables, soon tanking him for money
Ending 5: Aftercare - you get the massage gun to finish him off, but decide to massage his joints and give him a lovely back massage to help him relax after everything
Ending 7: Torture? - you get the massage gun and show no mercy on his tickle spots, leaving him exhausted at his booth when you leave, hoping he won’t find you to get his revenge another time….little do you know he’s got a camera set up and already has seen your registration plate :)))))))
And that’s my rat about blood money turned ~giggle money~ hope you guys liked my rant
Time to go watch a video from the voice actor now,
Just made a banner for all my posts then spent an hour making a new hear me out ! Tickle edition only for the post to glitch. Then my whole tumblr on my iPad so I can’t even seen anything there on my blog now….
I HOPE it recovers or and fixed itself in a few hours or I need to corner customer support. Sob*
I love Harvey so much I literally cried when I watched a play through for the first time. Sobbing with my sister who was crying over squid game in call with me. You don’t understand I needed to follow his voice actor to know he’s okey. That performance is just so MmmmM good. This comic is so cute, if I could do this in the game instead I wouldn’t even wait!
Age Regression And Tickles
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