[pencilandpens1]

HEY EVERYONE!

Welcome to my blog where I get to showcase my interest in a variety of topics.

WHO AM I?!?!

-Name : Pencilandpens1

- Age: 20

- Straight

Interests:

- tickling (mostly upper body, Lee! Leaning, NOT A KINK)

- anime (Haikyuu, Fruits Basket, Jujutsu Kaisen, Demon Slayer, MHA, Idolish7, etc.(I’ve got a list but u can’t remember on the top of my head right now )

-cartoons (Sonic the Hedgehog, Steven Universe, Star vs the Forces of Evil, Voltron, etc)

-fav musical( EPIC THE MUSICAL)

- safe vore (comfort, NO DIGESTION OR FATAL)

-storage vore

Please enjoy!!!

[pencilandpens1]

I saw this cute comic and Spoilers! The last slide is really cute!

[cacoonedmoonworm]

Ticklish mer!simon au doodles

Thinking about how Simon could evolve to fit in the environment he’s in after everything went down like how goldfish grow huge when releaseed in like lakes and ponds so he’s just gigantic now

Bonus Simon getting revenge

[as-the-crows-feather-falls]

What if Grace and Rocky met @squirmyworm’s beloved little squirmles👀

[pencilandpens1]

Yall I’ve been waiting for more art with squirmles. Oh I’ve missed you guys 🥹😭

[dubiousfellow]

ahhjjahah first post how do you do this

they’re so dumb my heart,, g went too far with the annoying :^

holds my head in my hands does. is anyone in the hc/ls fandom who is also in the community here it’s so BARREN it’s so barren this is embarrassing

[nonameoww]

TICKLE

[regularme12]

We've been blessed yet again😞🙏

Name: The Prince of Southlan

Episode: Season 2, Ep 91

[regularme12]

Broooo, this lok gave me butterflies in my stomach reading this, they're so cute!!! I tried fitting two parts in one, so some of the scenes are from Chapter 3- sleepover 5, through Chapter 3- sleepover 6, I'ma post more if it happens again. This is the webtoon silver lining btw

[giulscomix]

OMG!! My Comic has been dubbed!! O////O I'm so flattered and flustered at the same time! XD They did such a good job on it, check this out ⬇️

[pencilandpens1]

Guys one of my favorite comics got dubbed. Oh my word they did so well!!!!

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

I absolutely LOVED your Jay Ler thoughs 🥺

Hope you would do more, if you want to 🫶~~

𝒍𝒆𝒆: enhypen

𝙡𝙚𝙧: jay

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v–143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry

 @channieissocute125 @soap143 @seungsluvv @skznccmlee @moony-9 @sunny-117 @minnielvrr @reginald-stay09 @lunalattae @just-hyunlix-things @skzrosey @kijaswrldd @shinywombatcrusade @heartsforvia @kawaiihaille20 @mars-hi1009

ah yes. you're back here again, huh?

okay, then. let's start with jay's only hyung.

yet again, with heeseung, jay loves to prove his point.

"you really think you can handle this, hyung?" he'd tease mockingly, his fingers scratching at hee's sides.

poor heeseung's face was be the color of tomatoes, he was absolutely writhing, but he refuses to let even a sliver of his smile show.

that was jay's favorite thing. pride. so easy to dismantle when you've got ticklish sides.

—which is why, twenty minutes later, heeseung's howling laughter into jay's neck as the younger whispers taunts into his ear.

"what happened to all that ego, hm?"

jungwon was jay's favorite prey. always starting out so smug and full of it. jay's fingers always itching to just tickle it out of him.

jay corners him against the couch, one arm caging him in. “you look relaxed,” he murmurs. “you sure you wanna stay like that?”

jungwon scoffs. big mistake.

he doesn’t rush. ever. jay believes anticipation is half the torture. he’ll roll up his sleeves slowly, adjust his rings, crack his knuckles like he’s about to do something serious.

he’s strong in a very grounding way. broad hands, steady grip. when he pins someone down, it feels unfair—like there’s no point fighting because he’s not even using his full strength.

jungwon's is already whining through the giggles. "THIHIHIS ISNT FAHAHAIR!!"

sunoo is jay’s favorite because he’s loud. jay loves loud.

he’ll trap sunoo’s wrists above his head and attack his stomach and sides at the same time., sometimes using his nails to trace ribs and count them.

no matter how hard sunoo's bucking and thrashing and kicking, nothing dislodges jay's stupid tickling fingers in his sides.

"PLEHEHEHEEASE I CANT!!" he'd squeal shrilly, trying to curl up but failing miserably.

"this is what happens when you steal the last slice of cake, brat."

with jake, jay nearly loses his limbs trying to tickle him.

he'd want both hands free to tickle, so jake would be free to slap and squirm and push as much as he could. which usually ended with a bruise or two.

jake could curl into a ball to protect himself. but two hands would still be prodding at his sides and sliding down to his hips....

"FUHUHUCK NO NOHOHOHOT THERE!!"

"then stop curling up. or i could call heeseung hyung to hold you still."

"DOHOHON'T YOU DAHAHARE!!" jake shivered at the thought.

oh, jay dared.

now that niki was an adult, he didn't need the soft baby tickles anymore right?

that was jay's reasoning as niki screamed laughter above him, fingers intertwined with jay's as the older pinned the maknae's wrists to his own chest. leaning down to blow another deep, bone rattling raspberry into his tummy.

"PLEHEHEHEHEASE PLEASE PLEHEHEASE!!" niki howls, squirming in every direction possible, face red, smile radiant.

jay blows another one, enjoying the way niki's whole body seizes with laughter, the way he shrieked in the middle before dissolving into more cackles.

"what's wrong, baby?~" jay teases. "can't handle being a grown up now, can you?"

"FUHUHUHUCK OHOHOFF!!"

"oh, you're gonna regret that."

finally, with sunghoon, jay loves to torment.

sunghoon tries to stay cool. jaw clenched. posture stiff.

jay ruins that immediately. arms pinned high, nails dancing over hoonie's armpit. sunghoon contorted, his face all red, until one giggle ruined his whole image.

"NOHOHOHO NOT THEHEHEHERE!!" he squealed, his face splitting into a wide grin as jay skimmed down to those sides.

jay doesn’t even look rushed. “you always laugh like that,” he says. “like you’re surprised. you shouldn't be surprised, hoonie. you know you're ticklish~”

"PLEHEHEHEEASE!!" sunghoon wails, just for a wildly embarrassing squeak to force it's way out of his throat.

jay freezes just long enough to really look at him.

then he smiles.

“wow,” jay says softly. “that was cute.”

sunghoon stares at him, horrified.

jay immediately digs in again.

"NOHOHOHHOO!!"

wow i went all out.

[astrophile-annie]

Sticky Sentence

Lee! Niki Ler! Heeseung

a/n: ahhhhh lee niki :3 warnings: light restraint, puncishment

tags: @tmnt-stayhead @itzsana-kiddingmenow @lezleeferguson-120 @sunlightstay @hansloveleeknow @hi-im-1niki1-minaj333mwah @jisung14444333 @minnielvrr @jeongins-diary @jeongin-lover08 @sirloncelot-of-bananas @princess-tears1 @zainozzzzzzz

This is a tickle fic. If you're not into this stuff pls scroll... <3

The Prank War between the hyung and the maknae had been going on for two months. It started small—cold water poured on pillows, salt in coffee—but it had slowly become bigger and more annoying.

Heeseung thought the war was over when he carefully replaced the sugar with salt in Niki’s favorite cookies. But Niki was a vengeful prankster.

The next morning, Heeseung was getting ready. He jumped into the shower and reached for his hair conditioner. It smelled amazing, like the usual coconut and lime. He put a big dollop in his hand and rubbed it into his hair.

When he tried to rinse it out, it wouldn't rinse. It wasn’t just thick; it was sticky. His hair felt like a fly trap. He frantically rinsed for five minutes, but the sweet, sticky feeling wouldn't go away.

Finally, he looked at the bottle. He smelled it again. It didn't smell like coconut and lime anymore; it smelled faintly of maple syrup.

Heeseung stopped rinsing. He stood in the shower, his hair a sticky mess, and let out a long, slow sigh. Maple syrup in the conditioner. That was too far.

It felt awful. He tried scrubbing harder, but the sticky feeling just got worse. It was sweet, messy, and impossible to wash away. He spent ten frustrated minutes scrubbing until the sticky layer finally came off.

Heeseung got out of the shower, his skin red from scrubbing. He sniffed the bottle. It was definitely maple syrup.

He decided the Prank War was officially over.

Heeseung quickly got dressed and found Ni-ki in the kitchen, eating an apple and looking innocent. Ni-ki took one look at Heeseung's annoyed face and knew he was in deep trouble.

Ni-ki jumped up and tried to run to his room, but Heeseung was too fast.

Heeseung easily grabbed Ni-ki and wrapped him up, trapping his arms.

“Maple syrup in my body wash, Ni-ki?” Heeseung said, his voice completely serious. “That is the end of the war. You crossed the line. This is the last payment, and you will surrender forever.”

Ni-ki struggled. “No, no! It was just a sticky joke! I won’t do it again! LET ME GOO!”

Heeseung ignored him. He easily carried the struggling Ni-ki into the center of the living room and tossed him down onto the soft, thick rug. He quickly dropped onto Ni-ki's stomach and hips, securing him so he couldn't kick or roll away. Heeseung pinned Ni-ki's shoulders down with one hand. Ni-ki was kicking his legs hard, trying to buck Heeseung off.

Heeseung started the attack immediately. He used his free hand to deliver a fast, wide, chaotic scribbling motion across both hips and lower sides. He didn't focus on one spot but covered the entire area quickly.

Ni-ki's entire body gave a massive, electric jump. His frantic kicks stopped instantly, and his breath broke into a sudden, high-volume shriek of laughter.

“WAAAAAH! NOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAHP IT! I SAIHAHAHID I WAHAHAHAHAS- NOHOHOOH I WON'T DO IT NO MOOHOOHOHORE!”

Heeseung kept the wide, fast scribbling going, making sure the maknae learns his lesson.

“You can’t fight, Ni-ki? Good,” Heeseung said calmly, moving his hand up slightly. “You should have thought about the stickiness before you used my body wash.”

Ni-ki was shaking and struggling beneath Heeseung, his face already red from the continuous laughter.

Heeseung stopped the fast scribbling and moved to a new attack on the exposed tummy.

Heeseung delivered a clawing motion over the entire soft surface of Ni-ki’s belly, moving from side to side in slow, teasing loops. And oh boy did it tickle.

The deep, light, slow sensation on his soft tummy made Ni-ki's laughter turn into continuous, high-pitched screaming gasps.

“NOHOHOHO! I CAHAHAHAHAHN'T TAHAHAHAHKE THIHIHIHIS! PLEAHAHAHAHAHHA!”

Heeseung leaned down, smiling at the total helplessness. “This is the payment for my ruined shower, Ni-ki.”

Ni-ki was reduced to a tiny, desperate mess, clutching at Heeseung's arms begging him to stop, but Heeseung was strong and kept the tickling going until Ni-ki was completely exhausted.

Ni-ki’s loud screams turned into soft, desperate wheezes, and his whole body was shaking with the continuous laughter.

Heeseung knew he needed to finish the job. He let go of Ni-ki's shoulders and quickly pinned his arms above his head, exposing the sensitive ribs and upper sides.

Heeseung attacked the whole area from the waist up to the armpits. He used a mixture of light, fast pokes and quick, sharp taps all along the ribcage. The touch was light but incredibly sharp and targeted.

Ni-ki gave a final, desperate scream of panic.

“GAAAAAH! NOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHO! I'M DOHOHOHONE- PLEAHAHAHHA! I'LL NEHEHEHEHVER PRAHHAHAHAHANK YOU AGAHAHAHAHAHAHA-!”

Heeseung delivered a quick, hard poke to Ni-ki's side, giggling when the younger broke into a small, panicked smile. “hm…” Heeseung tapped a finger on Ni-ki’s side. “Can you handle… your ribs...... being counted?”

At those words, Ni-ki felt his stomach churn in a tingly, terrified manner as he desperately tugged at his restrained limbs. “Please, please, please, NO! Don’t!”

“Regretting the prank? PFTT- won't stop me now niki-yah.” Heeseung whispered teasingly. He used a sharp fingernail to scratch lightly at the hard, lowest rib on Ni-ki's side. “One....” he teased.

“NOHOHONOHOHO! NO! PLEHEHEHEASE! IT TICKLES TOOHOH MUHUHUHCH!” Ni-ki giggled hysterically when Heeseung dug his finger just above the first rib before moving onto his second rib. “Two....”

Ni-ki arched his back and screamed as Heeseung used his fingers to claw at Ni-ki’s third rib. The younger arched his back, which made it even more ticklish. Ni-ki crashed back down every single time, reduced to a ticklish baby.

“Come on! I know it's your worst spot Niki!” Heeseung whined playfully. He ducked his head down low, blowing the longest, tickliest raspberry he could directly onto the boy’s bottom ribs.

That drove him completely crazy.

“STO—HAHAHHAHOOOOOP! HAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! I PROMIHIHIHISE I WOHOHOHOHO'NT DOHOHOHO IT AGAIN!” Ni-ki's laughter turned into silent wheezes, leaving him a thrashing, tickly mess on the ground. “NOHOHOHO! I GIVE UP! I SURRENDER THE WAR! PLEAHAHAHA- I'M SORRY HYUNG!”

Heeseung stopped the attack immediately. He lifted his hands and leaned back, smiling calmly.

“Do you promise, Ni-ki? The war is over forever?”

Ni-ki’s body was shaking with exhaustion, his breathing ragged. “Yes! Promise! It’s over! No more pranks! Ever! I’m defeated!”

Heeseung gently sat up and helped the totally limp Ni-ki sit up as well. Ni-ki was trembling and completely drained.

“Good,” Heeseung said, helping Ni-ki stand. “Now, go take a shower and scrub extra hard. And don't look at that maple syrup again.”

Ni-ki just nodded weakly. But he whispered sneakily under his breath, “You wish.”

Heeseung gave him a stare. The kind that could kill you.

“I.. heard that. Sleep with one eye open.”

[potatogirlyy]

Cuddles and Comfort

Lee - Ni-Ki

Ler - Sunoo

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The dorm was quiet, the kind of quiet that only came when practice was finally over and the members scattered off to rest or do their own thing. A Disney movie flickered softly on the living room television, casting a gentle glow across the couch where Sunoo was curled beneath a blanket. He flipped through his book lazily, attention drifting between the page and the screen. The quiet, cozy atmosphere drew a sigh of relief from him after such a long, exhausting day.

He barely noticed the sound of the front door opening until it clicked shut. Looking up, he spotted Ni-Ki standing there looking defeated, his hoodie half-zipped, his shoulders slumped in defeat. His bag slid from his arm and hit the floor with a heavy thud.

“Ni-Ki?” Sunoo asked softly, closing his book and turned all his attention to Ni-Ki, giving him a soft, inviting smile.

Ni-Ki didn’t answer. His jaw tightened as he sank onto the edge of the couch, shoulders stiff. Finally, his voice came out, quiet and shaky. “I can’t get it right, hyung. I practiced for hours… and it’s still not good enough.” frustration bubbling into sadness. “I don’t want to let everyone down.”

Sunoo’s heart clenched. Without another word, he opened his arms. “Come here, baby,” he said gently. Ni-Ki didn’t even hesitate. He crawled into Sunoo’s embrace, curling against his chest and clinging tightly. Sunoo wrapped him up, holding him close as he ran his hand softly through his hair, grounding him with the gesture

“Shhh,” Sunoo whispered, rocking him lightly. “You’re already amazing, Ni-Ki. You’re such a good dancer. We all see how hard you work. You should hear how often the members talk about you—we’re so proud of you.”

Ni-Ki’s shoulders shook with a frustrated breath. “But it’s not good enough.”

“It is,” Sunoo said firmly. “Even when you think it’s not, you’re already doing better than you know. You’re our maknae, our little treasure, and you’re loved more than you realize.”

Slowly, the tension in Ni-Ki’s body softened. His face pressed deeper into Sunoo’s shirt, and his arms squeezed tighter as if he didn’t want to let go, loving the sweet moment he shared with his hyung. Smiling, Sunoo tugged the blanket they both shared higher over Ni-Ki and his body. But as he did, his hand lightly brushed against the boy’s side.

Ni-Ki jolted with a tiny squeak.

Sunoo froze. Then his lips curved into a mischievous but soft smile. “…Wait a second.”

“Hyung…” Ni-Ki groaned, already burying his face deeper into Sunoo’s chest, hiding his blush.

“Ohhh, don’t tell me our little riki is ticklish?” Sunoo teased, brushing his fingers ever so lightly along Ni-Ki’s side again.

Ni-Ki twitched, letting out a muffled giggle.. “Hyung—nooo, not thattt—hehe!”

Sunoo’s grin widened. “Oh, was that a giggle? You can’t hide them from me now.”

He let his fingertips flutter like feathers over Ni-Ki’s side, just enough to draw out soft, airy giggles.

“Hehehe—stopppp, ahh—hyuuuung!” Ni-Ki squirmed, his giggles spilled out, muffled against Sunoo’s shirt “Stop? But you sound so cute,” Sunoo teased, fingers dancing in gentle circles “Listen to you—already giggling like the sweetest boy.”

Ni-Ki kicked his foot lightly against the couch, laughter spilling out despite his weak protests. “Hyahahaha! It ticklesss—pleeeaseee, hyung, wahaha!”

“Too tired to fight back, hm?” Sunoo chuckled. “That’s okay, I’ll just tickle you reeeally softly. Just tiny, gentle tickles to chase the stress away.”

“Ehehehehe! Hyuuuungggg, stooop! I-I can’t—ahhhhaha!” Ni-Ki laughed, his voice breaking into little squeaks as he clung tighter instead of pulling away.

“awwwwwww,” Sunoo cooed. “Hear that? Small, quiet giggles—that is the sound of all your stress melting away. Doesn’t that feel better?”

“Mmmaybe!” Ni-Ki squealed, kicking again as helpless giggles poured out. “Hyungggg, ahahaha, I’m tiredddd!”

“I know, riki,” Sunoo said sweetly, slowing his fingers to a lazy tracing motion along his ribs. “That’s why I’m being soft. Just think of it as a little cheer-up tickling. Nothing rough, I promise.”

Ni-Ki’s giggles grew quieter, breathy and warm. He clung to Sunoo tighter, if that was even possible, and Sunoo adored every moment of it—just holding his friend and little brother, reminding him that he’d never have to carry his burdens alone.

"Riki, look at me please," Sunoo said sweetly, taking Ni-Ki’s face in his hands. “You deserve to laugh. You worked so hard today, you know that, right? You always work hard. And I’m so, so proud of you, we all are. ”

Ni-Ki’s eyes softened and he smiled sweetly as he looked up at Sunoo. The tightness in his chest eased just a little. “Sometimes I forget… that I’m doing well. That I’m enough. But when it’s you guys saying it, I can finally believe it. Thank you, Sunoo… I really don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Sunoo smiled softly, giving him a gentle nudge that seemed to melt some of the tension away. His eyes softened, radiating that familiar warmth that always made everything feel lighter. “Hey, don’t worry about it,” he murmured, a reassuring smile tugging at his lips. “I’ve got you. Always.”

He lingered for a moment, then let his fingers tease lightly along Ni-Ki’s stomach, earning a small laugh. “There’s that smile,” Sunoo said gently. “Better than any frown. You’re such a talented dancer, such a good friend, and such a good little brother. We all love you so much.”

Ni-Ki squirmed under Sunoo’s fingers, heat creeping up his cheeks as he tried to hide his smile again from Sunoo. “Oh… hehe… you only like my smile because I can’t stop smiling when you tickle me, hyung!” He glanced away, ears turning pink.

Sunoo laughed softly, pausing his fingers to watch Ni-Ki squirm. “You’re adorable… and that smile? I could stare at it all day, and there’s no way I’m letting you hide it from us.”

Ni-Ki laughed. “You’re so mean, hyung…”

“Mean?” Sunoo gasped in mock offense, wiggling his fingers a little rougher along Ni-Ki’s stomach. “I’m the nicest! Look at me—holding you, keeping you warm, making you laugh. That’s not mean at all.”

“YEHEHEHES IT ISSS!” Ni-Ki laughed loudly, kicking again as helpless laughter poured out.

Sunoo smirked, pretending to gasp in exaggerated horror. “Hey!” he exclaimed. “Stop kicking!”

“NOT A CHANCE—HEHEHE!!” Ni-Ki shouted, squirming fiercely. Laughter tore through him, unstoppable and bright, and Sunoo couldn’t help but smile, happy to see his close friend finally smiling again

Ni-Ki squirmed, letting out a loud laugh as Sunoo’s fingers tickled his stomach mercilessly. “STOP! STOP!!” he protested loudly, trying and failing to wiggle away, but Sunoo was relentless.

“Too much?” Sunoo teased, shifting to his neck instead, tracing light little shapes across his skin. “Better?”

Ni-Ki let out a breathy sleepy laugh, almost a sigh. “Mmhm…”

Sunoo kissed his hair, keeping his voice low and warm. “You know, every time you doubt yourself, I wish you could see what we see. You’re amazing Niki. You’re our hardworking, funny, sweet maknae, and nothing you do could make us love you less.” His fingers trailed gently up and down Ni-Ki’s back, soft enough to keep the giggles flowing without overwhelming him.

Ni-Ki’s giggles softened again, settling into a tired, content sigh. He nuzzled into Sunoo’s chest, voice muffled and sleepy. “Thank you, hyung…"

Sunoo whispered. “You can rest now. You’re safe and you are loved .”

Ni-Ki gave one last little hum, his breathing slowing until it evened out. He’d fallen asleep smiling into Sunoo’s shirt, still wrapped in his arms. Sunoo tucked the blanket snugly around him, making sure he was warm and comfortable for the night. “Sweet dreams, riki ,” he murmured. “You did so well today—never forget that. You're perfect just the way you are”

[pencilandpens1]

Awww it’s ok ni-ki.

[meloncandyfoxx]

The duality of melon

[pencilandpens1]

This. Absolutely this

[city-tickles]

The lightbulb went off in her head when she heard “It tickles”!

Cute couple scene with the romance parts for those who like that!

GIF version:

Source: Numa Otoko to Numa Ochi Onna no Midnight Call

[chocos-universe]

Hello?? 🥹

Lwk if Tumblr gives this a content warning I might just get them...

But this is so cutie 🥹

I found the scene, know NOTHING about the anime but!..

Have this in replacement for the fic I accidentally deleted..

[bigdumbtickler03]

Adorable tickle video I found on YouTube shorts. (I love ticklish boys so so much shdjsjsj) also the little squeal when she goes for his tummy? AGHHH!! ❤️

[chaluke]

A funnybunny unespected kiss

[pencilandpens1]

Oh my lord yes please