Did you think this was a game~?

24 • tickle blog • nsfw • gay and trans man • minors dni

[nintickleswitch]

I noticed there's quite a few fans of The Magnus Archives in the tickle kink community, so I made a brand new TMA tickling themed discord server, especially for fic writers and artists! it's 18+, so no minors. if the link is broken, please DM me!

Join the TMA Tickles Discord Server!

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[eldritch-giggles]

Looking for my favorite TMA tickle fics and they're just gone???

That and the small collection of cute art as well

All That Glitters is Gold come home.... I miss you soo much... Call Me Gerry come back ::::C

About to start weeping tbh

This is like the burning of my own personal library of Alexandria

Gonna go sulk in the corner if anyone needs me

[nintickleswitch]

Reblog by @nintickleswitch

💬 0  🔁 23  ❤️ 106 · All That Glitters Is Gold · Fandom: The Magnus Archives Word Count: 2492 Another fic!! After a long fucking time too l

Reblog by @nintickleswitch

💬 0  🔁 27  ❤️ 139 · Call Me Gerry · Read on AO3 – Gerard Keay had never really had any friends. Or partners, for that matter. Gertrude was

nope, they're still up! (sorry it links through my blog tumblr is annoying like that)

[madetobepraised]

Spidering tickles skittering below your navel/abdomen that make you flinch and suck in involuntary

“Aww is that sensitive? Does that TICKLE? Look how bad you’re flinching, such a ticklish little lee”

🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️🕷️

[dogpuppy]

[madetobepraised]

So, you mean to tell me the tickling just never stops??? You mean no matter how hard I struggle, I’m just supposed to keep taking it and taking it, and taking it, and taking it and giggling, and gasping, and begging, and still you keep going? And it doesn’t matter if i can’t catch my breath or think straight, u expect me to hold still, just so you can keep laughing at me, while I try to last another second?

You’re joking, right? You’re—

[nintickleswitch]

when will the sfw only, no-kink tickle community people realize that the community literally started as an adults only kink space and stop acting shocked/offended when we say this is an inherently kinky space unsafe for minors

[ticklesthentopple]

Sams Tickletober 2025 Day 11: Praise and Compliments

It‘s like a reward :3

[doodlebugreturns-deactivated202]

Harmful tickling should not be glorified.

Tickle community, I need to talk to you.

If you’re anything like me, you have a reaction to all sorts of tickling, which we can’t help. BUT. We can choose which type of tickling to not glorify.

Tickling is a broad spectrum. It’s something done to babies and intimate, consenting adults. It can be used for play or as a genuine torture method. The two tickle types are so wildly different, but there’s instances where they can overlap: in fiction.

Take the iconic tickle belt episode of SpongeBob. It’s being used as a torture method, but here’s the catch: it’s cartoony. In cartoons, being amused by one’s misfortune isn’t harmful, as that’s what many cartoons are centered around (prime example: Tom & Jerry). So silly tickle torture wouldn’t be much different from an anvil falling on someone’s head. Fine in cartoons, but very not fine in reality.

And here’s another thing: context. When someone is suffering in fiction, the appeal isn’t the suffering itself, but the narrative context of it. That’s why torture and the most atrocious things you can imagine are normalized in fiction. But when a person has an interest in seeing agony because it makes them feel ✨a certain way✨, especially when this agony is genuine but downplayed in its context… I don’t think that’s a good thing.

What made me think to post this was a tickle fic I read in which one character tickle tortured the other, not only against his consent, but against his will.

And people were calling it cute.

At first, I was blinded by it, too. The ler was a mischievous character, but tickling is a very dangerous mischief outlet if done incorrectly. But once I picked up on the fact that the “lee” absolutely did not want to be tickled, his begs for it to stop and the line: “He couldn’t stand it anymore.” Hit me like a frying pan. And then I had an even worse realization:

This was conceptually the same as sexual assault.

And people thought it was cute.

People thought tickle rape is cute.

My dear fellow tickle bugs, I implore you to be mindful of the content you consume and create. No means No can be complicated with tickling, so observe the context and make sure that the content that you’re craving isn’t glorifying non-consent.

Be safe, my friends.

[nintickleswitch]

sorry do you think that like. sadism/masochism is inherently unethical? if so, I've got news for you about the tickling community.

[nintickleswitch]

hate how thoroughly rotted the tumblr tickle community is at this point. trying to make new friends in it is hell, because there's a solid 50% chance that whoever I'm talking to thinks minors belong in it. how did we end up here. no other kink community has this issue.

[ticklishfiend]

Steel Grasp

(lee!Jayce, ler!Viktor)

Word Count : 2710

Summary : Post S2, Viktor realizes he can transform into his Herald form at will. Once he knows just how much Jayce likes it, especially his claw, Viktor uses this to his advantage.

a/n : a shorter fic for u lovely people!! inspired by @home-of-the-squirmle and their lovely hexclaw headcanons hehehe. hope u guys enjoy!!! <3

this is a tickle fic!! not nsfw but a little suggestive, so don’t like don’t read! :D

…

They were…alive. Neither one of them could explain why, but neither one of them cared. They were alive, and together, and after what they’d been through they knew that would never change. Jayce and Viktor were stuck at the hip now, and neither one of them could complain.

They’d ended up somewhere unknown. An alternate dimension, Viktor suggested. Somewhere where no one knew who they were, or what they’d been through, and more importantly to Viktor, what he’d done to get them there.

It’s been almost a year since they’d arrived, and both have settled in quite nicely. They have an apartment, small and dingy but livable for the two of them. 

On the plus side, the ceilings were very high, which was good considering Viktor realized when they first got here that he could transform into his Herald form at will.

When he first realized he could transition between forms, it scared Viktor. He had to work up the courage to show Jayce this ability, terrified that he’d get scared off and leave.

But Jayce did no such thing. In fact, he blushed and stuttered over his words the first time Viktor revealed this form to him, staring with wide eyes, unable to keep his hands to himself. He grazed his fingers along the gold that lined Viktor’s new body, marvelling and, frankly, ogling at Viktor’s form.

So, since that day, Viktor’s grown quite comfortable transforming into the Herald around the house. In fact, he’d been using it quite a lot recently. 

And why wouldn’t he? That flustered face Jayce makes every time he transforms into his tall, slender, fully-metal masked self was endlessly amusing. Sometimes, Viktor would transform when Jayce was in another room just to see the look of surprise and the blush (ohh that blush) that grew on Jayce’s face when he was greeted with Viktor’s alternate self. Viktor couldn’t get enough of it.

Plus, he could tell just how much the new deep, heavy voice that came with it really got to Jayce, and Viktor just loved using it against him.

“Would you stop that?”

Viktor grinned, though Jayce couldn’t see it. “Stop what, Jayce?”

“You know what. It’s…it’s really distracting.”

“Hm. How so?” Viktor’s voice rumbled low, and he saw Jayce bite his lip.

“Don’t interrogate me.”

“Not interrogating. Just curious,” Viktor loomed over Jayce from behind the couch, who was trying to read a book. But when Viktor started reading the page out loud, it seemed to be a bit too much for Jayce. Good. “I read to you all the time and you never act like this. Why does this form bother you so?”

“It-It doesn’t bother me, it’s just, like…” Jayce sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You know I think it’s hot, Vik. You’re using it against me, this is, like–this is like warfare or something–”

“How am I using this against you? I am merely reading, Jayce. I think you are overthinking–”

“Ohoh that’s so rich, coming from the guy who transformed the other night to seduce me into bed with him.”

“I didn’t hear you complaining,” Viktor teased, reaching his claw over Jayce’s shoulder to pinch at his side. Jayce squeaked in surprise, body quickly folding sideways away from the claw that only followed him where he squirmed.

“Oh?” Viktor just chuckled, so smug. “Well what do we have here?”

Jayce bit back his giggles as best he could, embarrassed and excited that Viktor was clearly in such a playful mood. The claw kept pinching, gentle and horribly ticklish against his side, making Jayce squeak and squirm against it in a way that was obviously very amusing to Viktor, if his incessant chuckling wasn’t enough to prove it.

But Jayce felt playful too. He wiggled his way out of the claw’s grasp, standing to attention and ignoring the book that fell to the ground from his lap. He stared Viktor down with a nervous smile, holding his hands out in front of him in defense.

“Viktor,” Jayce warned half-heartedly, unable to keep the nervous smile off his face.

Without a word, Viktor slowly sauntered around the couch towards his target. Jayce moved in time with him, but walked backwards so as to not lose his sight on the giant figure known as His Boyfriend that loomed closer and closer.

Then, Jayce’s back hit the wall.

Oh shit.

Jayce felt his eyes widen when he realized there was nowhere to go, and Viktor was only getting closer. He sauntered steadily towards Jayce like he was in no rush. And why wouldn’t he? They both knew Viktor was going to catch him either way, and getting to watch Jayce squirm in the anticipation of it was always the best part.

“Viktor come on–! This is so unfair!” Jayce complained helplessly, his eyes darted around the room for an escape. Jayce’s heart raced like a rabbit on the run. “You’re huge, I can’t– How am I supposed to–”

“I see you planning an escape,” Viktor said, his voice sending a chill down Jayce’s back. “I’ll save you the time. Don’t move.”

Viktor loved how easy Jayce was to command with this voice. He was an easy man to command without it too, don’t get it twisted, but with this new voice of Viktor’s, there was just something different about the way Jayce obeyed. How much more nervous he looked when he did what was asked of him. How he looked almost conflicted with himself for complying, like at any point the power of this new form would take over and gut him at any second.

And yet, he still did as he was told. Because he’s Jayce, and he loves nothing more than doing whatever Viktor says.

“Very good, Jayce,” Viktor drawled, eating up the way Jayce nearly shivered at the praise. Viktor brought the claw up over his own shoulder, if only to just show Jayce what he had in store. “Do you know what I’m going to use this claw for?”

“Viktor, oh my god–”

“Do you?”

Jayce groaned, throwing his hands over his face when he saw just how close Viktor was at this point. “Yes.”

“Can you tell me?”

“No.”

Viktor couldn’t help but chuckle, and the low sound made Jayce whine behind his palms. “Why not? Should be easy enough.”

“It isn’t, and you know that.”

Viktor clicked the claws together a few times just to see Jayce squirm as the sound got closer, his eyes shut in anticipation. “I do know. I also know that you love it-” He emphasized the word with a pinch to Jayce’s side with the claw, proud when Jayce folded into giggles immediately at the minor touch. Oh, he’d worked him up so nicely. “-when I use my claw against you like this.”

“I don’t.”

Viktor tilted his head. “No? Well that’s a shame.” Suddenly, the claw surged forward and grabbed both of Jayce’s wrists, surging them up and binding them together above his head. Those wide, giddy eyes Jayce gave Viktor were worth everything they went through to get to this wonderful point together. 

Viktor brought his masked face down to meet Jayce’s eye-to-eye. “I suppose I’ll have to use it in another way, then. We’ll see if you prefer this method more.”

“Nohoho come on-!” Jayce was giggling before Viktor’s hands even touched down on his torso. They only wiggled inches away, but it was enough to have Jayce squirming in the claw’s hold, near hysterical with anticipation. Jayce made a sound between a whine and a groan as he grit his teeth,“Ohoh you suck!” 

“Not the smartest words to say in your position,” Viktor nearly sung the words, his sharp fingertips touching down softly against Jayce’s sides, not even moving. He just sat his fingers there, letting Jayce grow antsier and antsier. Jayce’s chest rose and fell with his giggling, his stomach sucking in under the light barely-there pressure of those fingers. Viktor wanted to see how far he could push him like this. “Are you nervous?”

“Shut up,” Jayce breathed, his head tossing back against the wall in frustration. “Why are you doing this?” His words were laced with nervous, giddy giggling. Viktor was getting antsy himself at the sight.

“Your squirming fills me with such satisfaction. The way you can hardly stand the anticipation. Your face is pained with excitement,” Viktor’s fingers clawed inward lightly at the word, and Jayce arched his back with a giggly gasp. “I love to be a witness to your downfall. I love that you love it.”

Jayce could only whine and turn his head away, feeling exposed in all the right ways. Viktor had this man down to a T, and he knew Jayce knew it too. 

“You are…k-killing me,” Jayce stuttered as Viktor’s hands slowly crept upward, his touch remaining light and teasing. Viktor didn’t even bother to wiggle his fingers. Just glided them up Jayce’s flanks, up up up to the very top where his ribs met those oh so sensitive underarms. Jayce gasped hard at the sensation, his squirming increasing tenfold. “Viktor oh my god!” Jayce’s voice pitched up, and the desperation in his voice was music to Viktor’s ears.

“What would you like me to do, Jayce?”

Jayce groaned like he was in pain, “Oh don’t do this…plehehease not like this, I–I cahan’t,” His words were high and breathy, littered with nervous giggling that flowed out of him like it craved to be more than what it was. He needed more. Jayce’s voice dripped with need, and Viktor had every intention of exploiting that.

“You are so easy to work up,” Viktor teased, letting his fingers slowly scribble into both hollows of Jayce’s underarms. Jayce’s breath hitched, now holding in his reactions as if to prove Viktor wrong.

Luckily for Jayce, Viktor knows a challenge when he sees one.

“Such a big, strong man you are,” Viktor’s voice rumbled deeply, letting his fingers tap up and down his flanks just to watch Jayce squirm. Jayce had his lips tightly shut, knowing that if he even tried to retort, he’d fall into desperate giggling just like Viktor wanted. 

Viktor brought his fingertips to the edge of Jayce’s shirt, teasing at the skin underneath with featherlight touches. He could feel Jayce’s belly twitch at the touch, and Jayce had to throw his head to the side in fluster at the feeling. 

Jayce’s belly was always such a hot spot on him. It wasn’t even that the spot was his worst, that title easily belonged to his underarms. No, his belly was a place that made him whine pitifully. Touching there turned him soft in an instant, made him melt and bend to Viktor’s every beck and call. Especially at the very bottom of it, the spot at his waist below his belly button. 

And now Viktor was stroking the spot lightly, so slow, and Jayce’s knees felt weak with it. He was almost tempted to plead with Viktor to just get it over with and tickle him, please god just tickle him already.

Luckily, he didn’t have to wait a second longer, because before Jayce knew what hit him, those cold metal fingertips were scribbling madly at that spot just above the hem of his pants, another hand digging into his exposed underarms in a way that sent Jayce arching off the wall with a shriek.

The duel sensations were overwhelming, and Jayce found himself a hysterical mess before he had the chance to take a breath and prepare himself.

“AhAHAaha nohoho-! Vik– Vihihik plehehease-!” Jayce cackled desperately, squirming this way and that as the mixed signals of such different tickling styles sent him keening. The way the fingers under his arm vibrated the flesh, sometimes dipping lower into his upper ribs just to make him squeal, before inching back up to take advantage of such a sensitive area being so easily exposed.

That tickling compounded with those evil, gentle fingers at his lower belly made him kick uncontrollably. He sucked in his stomach as much as possible, but with his laughing there was nothing he could do. Those cold fingers just kept scribbling, singling in on that awful pocket in his hip that made Jayce nearly cry.

“I cahaha–! Ahaha gahaha-! Plehehe–!” Fuck, he couldn’t even talk anymore. Viktor’s got him right where he wants him, and with that claw gripping his wrists tight to the wall over his head, he was entirely helpless. The realization that if Viktor wanted to, he could keep him here for hours like this, begging and pleading and giggling like a lunatic at his mercy. The thought made Jayce wail through his cackles.

“You poor soul,” Viktor crooned, before taking his hand out of Jayce’s underarm just to tease both hip pockets at the same time with his fingertips. Jayce’s laughter raised in pitch at the sensation, quickly throwing his face into his upper arm and hiding as best he could. 

But Viktor could see everything. He saw the tears forming at the corners of Jayce’s eyes, the desperate smile piercing his face, the betraying blush that travelled from the tips of his ears down his chest. Viktor got a view of Jayce’s breaking, and could see nothing but pure, unbridled glee in every movement and sound Jayce made.

“It cannot be so bad, right?” Viktor asked, before digging his thumbs into Jayce’s hips just to conflict his own words. Maybe this form still held some evil inside it after all, because that tickled so much more than it should have. “Oh, this is killing you, Jayce. Why not just break free? Get away if it’s so horrible, no?”

Yeah. This form had to be making Viktor 10x more evil.

“You suhuhuck!” Jayce whined, kicking at Viktor’s steel legs and finding the form not moving an inch. Oh god, the Herald form made Viktor fucking unbreakable. Something coiled inside Jayce’s belly at the realization, and he found himself falling limp in Viktor’s grasp, succumbing completely to his ticklish undoing. Jayce’s brain was falling to mush, unable to think of anything besides, it tickles, it tickles, it fucking tickles, “Shihit! It tihickles Viktohor!”

“Mm, this I can see,” Viktor hummed, before granting Jayce an ounce of mercy. 

Viktor unburrowed his thumbs from Jayce’s hips, planting his palms to Jayce’s sides firmly to ground him. Jayce panted through flustered giggling, still twitching under Viktor’s solid touch. He gasped when Viktor’s thumbs started to stroke, but relaxed when the touch was more comforting than ticklish.

“Fuhuck you are evil,” Jayce sniffled, pulling at his arms in the claw. “Agh, I’m gonna be sore.”

“Oh-” Viktor seemed to realize then how much Jayce had been pulling, quickly retracting his claw and catching Jayce when the man found his knees too weak to catch himself. Jayce leaned his forehead against Viktor’s steel torso, letting himself just breathe and soak in his release. 

Viktor’s hand found Jayce's upper back, bringing him in closer. Jayce could feel Viktor’s body shifting against him, changing and morphing back into its old self, but Jayce didn’t bother watching. Instead, he reveled in the feeling of the giant, steel being shifting into his soft, warm, bony partner once again. 

Jayce’s arms wrapped tightly against Viktor’s now human torso, embracing him deeply. 

“Still evil. Even when you’re all soft,” Jayce pinched at his side teasingly, and Viktor hardly flinched away, just giggling into the crook of Jayce’s neck.

“Do not start something you know you can’t finish yourself,” Viktor teased, leading them back to the couch for a good cuddle. As they settled in together, locking their limbs in place like it was muscle memory to know each other’s bodies so precisely, Viktor mumbled into Jayce’s chest, “I didn’t push you too far? That form can sometimes…get the best of me, I suppose. I do not want to hurt you.”

Jayce just chuckled, kissing the top of Viktor’s head. “I trust you more than you know, V. You couldn’t hurt me if you tried.”

They fell asleep soon after, basking in the warm skin on skin contact that Jayce forgets he misses every time Viktor transforms. He loves the Herald, but nothing could ever replace Viktor’s warmth against his own.

[an0nymz]

Friendly reminder that your actions are always your responsibility. Even if your actions are a response to someone else's actions, or a result of mental illness, or literally anything else.

Having a mental illness is not your fault, but you are still responsible for whatever you do as a result of it. Having trauma is not your fault, but you are still responsible for whatever you do as a result of it. Responsibility is not blame. Being responsible for your actions does not mean that whatever led up to them was your fault. Saying that you are responsible for something is not the same as saying that it was wrong. Sometimes whether your actions are right or wrong simply has to be your own decision, but you being responsible for them does not depend on whether they are right or wrong. You are responsible for your actions when they are right. You are responsible for your actions when they are wrong.

I lost a very close friendship not very long ago, at least in part because that person couldn't understand this. When my actions hurt someone, I am responsible for the fact that they were hurt, no matter what the intentions were. On the flip side, if your reaction to the fact that I hurt you is to turn around and hurt me back, then you are responsible for those actions and any harm they cause to me. These things are not mutually exclusive. If I apologize for and make an effort to correct my own behavior, but you can only say "I did what I did because I had to", then that's 100% valid, but won't ever result in a relationship being repaired or healed in any way.

Sometimes I unknowingly hurt people with something I say or do (usually because I'm autistic and fail to pick up on a cue in some way) and by the time I understand what happened, the damage is done. When this happens between me and someone I'm close with, my instinct is to immediately try to talk things out until hopefully two things can be accomplished: 1. I'm able to understand exactly what happened and why it had the effect it did, well enough that I can confidently promise that I'll be able to avoid it in the future. 2. My intentions are understood well enough for the person to be assured that I really didn't intend any harm, and hopefully enough to be forgiven for whatever happened.

By this point though, that person usually has already either lashed out in some way or cut off contact with me, or both. I always see this as a perfectly fair and justified reaction, but despite that, it's still an action that they are responsible for, and it effectively does hurt me. If you care about someone, or have any wish to preserve your friendship/relationship with them, then you have to be willing to acknowledge and take responsibility for your actions when they hurt that person, even if they are a reaction to having been hurt yourself. If you care about that person, then you'll still care that they were hurt by you, and won't excuse your own actions as being a result of someone else's.

[an0nymz]

(This is basically a continuation of my little tag rant, in case anyone would've been confused. Just posting this for me anyway, totally fine if you'd rather just keep scrolling!)

So this is mainly about something that started more than a year ago, and that I was actively dealing with until a few months ago. I don't think there's been a single day in that time where something hasn't reminded me of how much I miss them. I still do. I did hurt them though, albeit accidentally, and by the time it was over we had both done damage to each other. I just really want to believe that what they did to me was just as unintentional as what I did.

When it came down to it though, and the tiniest bit of communication was finally able to happen, the idea that they were just as responsible for what I went through as I was for what they went through only offended them. By then it had been at least 9 months of pushing through each day wanting to take steps toward resolving things, or at least to know if that wasn't going to be an option so I could try to move on... but always needing to wait just a little longer for someone that definitely still cared about our friendship and shared my hope that we could talk it out and find a way to make things better again between us. Even if only in some ways.

Probably not shocking, but once it became clear that there was actually no such intention and I'd more or less wasted 2/3 of a year in waiting mode for someone who didn't intend to show up, I snapped at them. I basically gave up and told them I was done, in an excessively harsh way, then blocked them. By the next day I regretted handling it like that and unblocked them, but of course I knew I would never get an opportunity to say that I was sorry. Reaching out at all for any reason would be crossing a boundary (one that had never been stated at all until I had already crossed it previously).

To me, the moral of the story is this: Everything that went wrong started with a lack of communication. If you value your relationship with someone and have any interest in seeing it continue, even just part of it, you have to communicate. In the ordeal I went through, each of us ended up doing something that hurt the other, but I'm almost certain that there was at least a chance we would've been okay in the long run if we'd only tried to talk about what happened right away. I am certain that, at the very least, I would've still been the only one of us responsible for any harm done to the other, and it wouldn't have devolved into something where I can still only hope they'll someday be able to at least recognize what they did to me in return.

[nintickleswitch]

"the idea that they were just as responsible for what I went through as I was for what they went through only offended them"

because you repeatedly violated their boundaries. because you sexually assaulted them. you traumatized them and you expect them to feel bad for you? to apologize to you? for wanting nothing to do with you after you crossed the line 4 separate times?

this isn't a mutual breakdown of communication. this is victim blaming and refusing to own up the fact that you abused someone. and it is entirely on you.

[asters-galaxy]

And that's a wrap. I've blocked the person in question because of continued public Internet slapfighting, which does not aid the situation.

Additionally, my point keeps getting misinterpreted and my words have also been twisted.

And the discussion has shifted to grooming when it was ORIGINALLY about people's platonic and SFW blogs being labeled as kink blogs, which is the whole reason I wanted to speak up.

I'll be logging off for a bit to manage myself; I don't want any of this to become belligerent or hostile on my end, so a break is needed.

Back to our regularly scheduled program.

[nintickleswitch]

didn't address this when it popped up because I had to take a step back from how genuinely vile the things people were saying about my friend. but.

internet slap-fighting. I can't even begin with how callous that description is when one side is telling you that you need to place the safety of minors above your ego, and the other side has:

- mocked and invalidated my friend's serious trauma

- made jokes about grooming their very young siblings and nieces/nephews with tickling (haha isn't that absurd?? no. no it's not. that's actually an extremely common way for sexual abuse to start and anyone joking about that is utterly repulsive).

- obsessively posted about him and harassed him in his inbox calling him a pedophile

all for wanting adults to leave children online alone and put up appropriate safeguards against minor interaction.

do not take this post as a suggestion to post more about my friend, or send them asks, or anything like that. they are done with this shit. if you want to get mad, get mad at me.

Also, I find it really amusing that you published an ask that you could easily smack down after I sent it in, but not mine, which I will post in full:

And I conclude this can only be because you're irresponsible. Because you're egocentric. Because you can only think of the mean words other people are calling you instead of the actual things they are telling you, from their perspectives as older adults, as people with this exact kind of trauma, and as people versed in sex education and CSA prevention. Because you care more about whether your blog is labelled kinky or whether people say that you are enabling groomers as opposed to the literal ongoing grooming problem in this community, that happens in large part because adults and minors are allowed to freely mingle in this kink space.

No one, aside from an insular little community on Tumblr who have shamed themselves so far into a corner that they are utterly in denial of what they are, thinks this isn't a kink community. Especially not the parents of the children who are trying to participate in it, not knowing the risk of doing this online with total strangers. Don't twist my words. This isn't about sex. This is about activities which require the same level of trust, intimacy, active negotiation, and respect of bodily autonomy as every other kink. That's why it's a kink, even if there's no sex, no bondage. If you are actively fantasizing about it, roleplaying, teasing online, planning out or even performing "sessions", that is engaging in kink.

I'm going to go into more intense discussion of the nature of sexual abuse, especially CSA and predation underneath the cut. Don't read if you find this triggering. Instead, stop here, and think past how mean my words are and how angry I sound. I have no personal vendetta against you as a human being. I am angry because of the way my friend has been treated, and because of the danger you are putting people in by continuing to act flippant about this subject. Take responsibility. Do better.

CSA and SA is about more than just direct sexual touching. It's about asserting control over another person's body that violates their autonomy and consent. It is having your sense of intimacy twisted and manipulated in a way that results in being unable to trust others not to hurt you, making you feel unlovable and disgusting, making you afraid of intimacy for fear of violation again.

And while adults in this community have definitely blatantly sexually interacted with minors they accessed through "SFW" tickle spaces, i.e yourgigglebugmaya/giggly-girl-maya (see this post below:)

shy as hell switch

i wanna make something very clear as i have just blocked maya on everything and in case anyone sees any past posts where i’ve interacted wit

That's not even necessary to traumatize someone. It can be by being pushy about roleplay scenarios, inappropriate questions about tickle spots and favorite techniques, asking for "SFW" pictures, verbal teasing, and so onwards. It's the kind of thing that makes you feel disgusting in your own skin for years afterwards and you don't even know why because there was nothing outright sexual about it.

Do you understand what I mean about how easy it is for a minor to be groomed on here? People as young as 13, 14, 15 who believe that everyone else is so well intentioned and innocent about tickling, that strangers cannot lie about their age and make a kidcore blog to tease "other" minors? That openly talk about which parts of their body they like to have touched, on their pinned posts? That use kink terminology like lee, ler and most importantly switch, because yes, those are BDSM terms that originated from the BDSM community. That talk about very intense scenarios involving tickling?

Why are you encouraging this? Why are any of you people encouraging this? This genuinely looks insane and beyond alarming to me from an adult's perspective, from an educator's perspective. And it's not about 'slap fighting' or internet brownie points or because I want to unnecessarily sexualize everything. The #1 priority in kink communities is safety, and I genuinely care about these minors' safety, which is why I believe they shouldn't be participating in this community.

If you refuse to see this, then, well, I don't really know what to say. But if you can't see the harm you're doing by encouraging this behavior, then you're not responsible enough to be part of this community either.

[ticklethentopple]

Sorry but I am tired of people spreading lies about me and then backpaddling when I ask them where I said things-

Not gonna tag you since you seem to be reading my blog anyway

Tw: pedophilia, grooming

Nono I wanna do this here bc I am tired of people saying I called them pedo, when I was the one getting messages calling me that, so lets see where I called people pedos.

Ah so I said:

"There are pedophiles that exists in this community"

and I said

"the idea of a sfw community with safe adults creates an easy access point for pedos who want to talk to children"

Which are both true statements as far as I am aware.

I think the fact that you are a part of this community means you are feeling attacked by my statement. Which you wouldn't feel if you knew I was just pulling stuff out of my ass.

If you *are* a psychology student you *have to know* that people who commit pedophilia thrive in a community that enables their behaivor OR gives them an out.

People who work with children, people who are in close family relation and therefore have a reason to be touchy with children, and people in online communites like this.

You should also know that one of the number one ways pedos start making physical contact with children is via touching and furthemore specifically tickling. It's even mentioned in the official paper about pedophilia by the fbi.

And if you mix all this into a community where you have adults saying "I am safe to talk to and other adults are too" you are creating an enviroment that makes it easier for pedos to groom minors.

And I know that sucks to hear but you literally cannot argue with these facts. How are you making sure that other adults don't say the same thing you say about kids coming to them when bullied or harrassed and then take advantage of them?

And you will probably answer "Well that's not my job" and yeah you're right it isn't, yet you have created a perfect and easy way by telling minors there are adults in this community they *can* trust.

That is what I was talking about. And if you see this and say that I am calling you a groomer too, that is entirely on you. But I am not going to stand for you saying I called specific people pedophiles when I just made a statement what pedos do and how people are enabling it.

[nintickleswitch]

on a less professional note: stop defending your need to talk to kids and teens you disgusting fucking weirdos. maybe if you would actually take our advice we would stop calling you shit like that.

[nintickleswitch]

I would say this is a callout post, but realistically - this isn't about "cancelling" anyone or hurting their reputations. This is a warning post about users in the tickle community who are going above and beyond to defend their continued interactions with minors about their fetish. Details under readmore.

mammillariatasay is a 22 year old who has a blog dedicated to tickling, identifies with lee/ler/switch language, and defends minors interacting with her. she also effectively denies being an adult despite her age.

quote below:

I recommend blocking and avoiding this person, because she clearly does not understand or refuses to acknowledge her position as an adult in a kink community.

switch-witch-erin is a 25 year old teacher who defends herself as a 'minor friendly' blog in the community.

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she has also been extremely ableist in the course of this discussion! making assumptions about my friend's trauma and degrading schizophrenics all in one ask answer.

she believes it is insane to advocate for adults in a kink community not to talk to children. additionally - and I will not post the full ask for the sake of not triggering people for no reason, but she has posted an ask where the anonymous asker talks about tickling their 4 year old cousin and her "happy little leg kicks". in the context of defending tickling as not a kink for them. that is the behavior she's facilitating.

if you are a minor reading this - just take this under advisement, and block me afterwards - and preferably, block the people I am talking about for your own safety. I am an NSFW blog, I don't want you engaging with the content I share. But even if I did post exclusively SFW fluffy tickles, I wouldn't talk to minors about it, or permit minors to engage with me about it, because tickling is an intimate activity. As an adult, I have a responsibility not to talk about my preferences or indulgences in an intimate activity with a minor, regardless of whether there is anything explicit going on. I'll put it this way: Grooming often starts with hugging.

If you are an adult - and you agree with the idea that there is such a thing as a "safe" adult in the community - literally just scroll through these people's blogs. Look at what I posted. They consider themselves safe adults, while they deny their own adult responsibilities and facilitate spaces for possible actual groomers in their askboxes. This is part of the reason why there is no such thing as a safe adult in the tickle community - anyone can call themselves that.

If you are an adult and don't want minors in the tickle community period, especially minor-adult interactions, for the sake of their own safety - feel free to share this and block these people. No obligation, because engaging with this at all has triggered my OCD horribly, but I felt it was important to point out how dangerous facilitating the "SFW safe space" mentality can be.

Either way, thank you for reading.

[tickle-fight-club]

A Magneto/Charles comm for the lovely @tickles-tea !!

[ticklethentopple]

There is something so messed up about looking who reblogs my art and then seeing it is a "minor safe" adults blog.

Sorry to burst your bubble, but if you label yourself a safe blog for minors and then reblog content from tkl blogs that are 18+/nsfm and/or have have minors dni on their blog, you are exposing minors to inappropriate content.

There is a reason we don't want minors to interact with us/follow us, and by reblogging this content to your audience of minors you are exposing kids to intimate/kinky/fetish content.