Shadow

⚠️MINOR⚠️ Call me Shadow! I use she/her, I’m female. This is a Tickling acc, please be nice and patient! :) AND PLEASE LOOK AT MY MASTERPOST BEFORE INTERACTING

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🩵 MY MASTERLIST 💙

(Yes this has been updated because the last one is outdated dogshit) 🤓🤓🤓

FYI if you know me irl and find this blog please turn back now you’re not welcome here and you don’t know me 🖕 everyone else can stay :>

🩵 ABOUT ME: 💙

Name: Shadow

Pronouns: She/her (I am bisexual 🩷💜💙)

Nationality: Italian American 🇺🇸 🇮🇹

⚠️ minor!!! ⚠️ this blog is sfw, can be slightly nsfw (only sometimes and it won’t be too spicy)

🤗 Ler-Leaning Switch 🪶

What I do on here: I am a writer, I do art (sometimes), I make little Headcanons, and I am a cat/raccoon otherpaw, but I’m questioning bird too.

What I like: I really love music, birds, squirrels, ocean, space, steampunk, Greek Mythology, science in general, etc

Fun facts: I have a hamster named Lucky and I have 2 ESSAs! A monster palm pal named Pip and a chipmunk named Chipster. I also am the biggest Little Monster and Animal you’ll ever meet. Kesha x Gaga my GOATS

🩵 FANDOMS! 💙

I’m in so many fandoms so I forget some of them but here’s as many as a I think of.

If they have a “🐉” next to them that means they’re fandoms I’ll write for/focused on. The blue parts are characters from these fandoms I’ll write for. Red parts means I won’t write for it, or stopped writing for it.

Also, since I mentioned I forgot fandoms, please send me a request asking me if I’m in a fandom or if you wanna talk about a fandom I’m in and I’ll tell you if I am

By the way moving forward the fics/headcanons for these fandoms will be listed here when you click on one of these fandoms cause I’m starting fresh here

🐉 A star is born (Jackson x Ally)

🐉The Devil Wears Prada (Andy & Emily)

🐉 my singing monsters (any monster lmao)

🐉 Hazbin Hotel (anyone here too)

🐉 Marvel (MCU) (anyone here too but I’m really into Yelena these days 🥵)

🐉 Wednesday (Wednesday, Enid, Rosaline Rotwood)

🐉 Joker Folie a deux (Lee and Arthur)

🐉 kpop demon hunters (huntrix)

Victorious (Tori, Trina, Jade, Cat, depends really)

Helluva Boss (Stolas, Blitzo, Queen Bee, Loona)

TADC (anyone here)

Project Hail Mary (Grace, Rocky)

South Park

Modern Family

Dune

Stranger Things

Also these are non fandoms I’ll write for- I’m heavily obsessed with these 3, my holy trinity:

🐉 Kesha

🐉 Lady Gaga

🐉 Vanillamace

🩵 DNI: 💙

🚫 DO NOT INTERACT IF: 🚫

Racist, homophobic, p*dophile, z*ophile, ableist, proshippers, darkshippers, lolis/shotas, xenophobic, close minded people, nsfw roleplayers (i do not do nsfw private rp) and anyone problematic in general …

If you are over 20, you can interact with my posts, reblog, comment, and send me requests to talk! Just please do not DM me with anything.

🩵 REQUESTS: 💙

Please be respectful when requesting anything.

Only ask once. I promise, I receive it.

It takes me time to get to requests.

SFW only requests.

Please provide a specific prompt, pair, and sentence starter!!

My requests are on but strictly ONLY for headcanons at the moment!

🩵 ~More Info~ 🩵

I do not just do fandom works and all that I am more than happy to talk about any tickle related questions or topics. If you want me to do a little scenario script or whatever TELL ME RIGHT NOW AND I WILL WRITE IT. I am not so much into roleplay but like I will be glad to write about tickling experiences on here. I will also keep it sfw..

Sometimes I will not keep it sfw on here though. I’ve explored more themes with myself and this account is not as innocent as it used to be, however I will not write nsfw or share nsfw experiences but things may have slightly more spicy themes. I always label them nsfw if theyre going to be nsfw though. So yeahhh I will update this as I go and you can find the old masterpost here.

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Jerry 💙

(it seems to me that Loaf is climbing up to him, because Jerry is a warm and comfortable bed to sleep on)

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Mable from hoppers

Loved that movie a lil too much

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I love crazy Aaron’s thinking putty I love it I love it I love it

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I’m seeing Devil Wears Prada 2 today..I will update if I have t-word fuel for it (I will no matter what)

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Guys I’m so sorry I lwk forgot abt this but I’m dropping another fanfic of Emily and Andy 🤗

Also Gaga looked so fucking good I actually can’t

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Check out this TikTok I found! ▶️Watch the full video now! https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTkGAKKFk/

TikTok - Make Your Day

It can’t be just me but the way Emily and Meryl gang up on Anne for her opinion on crocs is so Ler coded and I love it

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I’m seeing Devil Wears Prada 2 today..I will update if I have t-word fuel for it (I will no matter what)

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Remember when I said that little headcanon thing about Emily and Andy from the devil wears Prada? 👀

“Function.”

Summary: Andy is stressed at the job and Emily, being the bitch she is, forces her to get back into it (Ler!Emily & Lee!Andy)

All SFW here and no, this is not a ship. But don’t think I’m opposed to it being a ship either I love this ship-This takes place toward the beginning of the movie when Andy first starts the job, and if you’ve seen the movie, this will make a lot of sense.

Word Count: 1,633

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Andy’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, unmoving. The cursor she stared at on the screen almost seemed to mock her.

Around 5 minutes ago, Miranda had just bombarded her with over a dozen blunt requests for various things from various brands, and she was not allowed to question it. How would she get all of this stuff done so quickly?

Stressed, Andy turned her head slightly to catch a glimpse of her senior assistant, Emily, whose desk was only a few feet away from her own, to see how she was handling this.

But per usual, Emily was focused on her computer, her head held high, her back straight, typing proficiently as if nothing bothered her at all. Because nothing really did… Andy had absolutely no clue how the woman could do all of this so easily without spontaneously combusting, even if she was in the business for much longer than Andy.

From the corner of her eye and sharp instinct, Emily could quickly catch Andy’s glance at her. She rolled her eyes and looked up from her computer, swirling her chair to properly face Andy.

“If you stare at the screen any longer, Andy, it won’t tell you what to do. And I won’t help you either. This isn’t a Disney movie where everything just magically happens for you.” She said, bluntly.

Andy, who was now feeling slightly sheepish for being called out, briefly glanced back at her own computer screen, then returned her gaze back up at Emily. “I know that.” She said, rubbing her temples. “It’s just like- there are 12 things happening at once…”

Emily rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to her computer. “Welcome to work.” She said dryly. “Some of us have been juggling 12 things at once since birth.”

Andy scoffed. “You’re enjoying this?”

Emily smirked slightly, not even bothering to look up anywhere else but her computer. “Immensely.”

Andy groaned and folded her arms on her desk, dropping her head on her folded arms for no more than one second. But apparently that one second of defeat was too much, and it caught Emily’s attention. She snapped her head up and glared back over at Andy.

“Oh no.” Emily said, her tone sharp with amusement. “Are we seriously collapsing…? At the desk? How very on brand of you to do so.”

Andy picked her head up immediately and looked over at Emily. “I’m not collapsing.” She replied quickly, her face flushing a bit.

Emily snorted. There was a brief pause, just long enough for Andy to hope Emily would let something go…for once.

No such luck, of course…

Andy gave a look to Emily, almost trying to get her to continue. Emily looked her up and down before speaking. “From here, it looked like defeat, Andrea.” She said.

“It was just a pause, Emily. A brain break. I needed to gather my thoughts.” Andy muttered back, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

“A ‘brain break’?” Emily repeated, tilting her head. “Is that what they call it now when you just stop functioning entirely? Sounds like an excuse.”

“I am functioning!” Andy insisted, hastily pushing herself upright against her chair to match Emily’s perfect posture. “I just need- y’know, like…20 seconds to think…”

“You had 20 seconds.” Emily raised an eyebrow. “You used them to mimic the office furniture.”

Andy let out a frustrated huff, dragging her hand through her hair. “Okay, look, I’m sorry I’m not magically good at this stuff like how you are-“

Emily snapped back, cutting her off. “I’m not magically good. I’m trained. There is an obvious difference. One you might be able to grasp if you spent less time collapsing dramatically, and ACTUALLY focused on your work.”

“I am paying attention! I am completely focused!” Andy wanted to strangle her arrogant assistant so badly…

“On what? What your stupid little brain tells you? There’s also a difference between pretending like you are focused VS actually being focused…” Emily leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. “And from what I see, you’re giving ‘lost’.“

Andy pressed her lips together, trying to keep herself from smiling at how ridiculous Emily sounded. “You are unbelievably, ridiculously harsh.”

“And yet…” Emily tilted her head slightly. “I am not wrong.”

Andy huffed, returning her focus to her desk. “I just- there’s so much. Too much. The calls, the brands, the clothes, the scheduling, everything…I feel like if I mess up one thing, everything will be over.”

Emily watched her for a longer period of time, assessing her body language. She then spoke up to break the silence.

“Yes.” She finally said. “That’s because it will be.”

Andy groaned, collapsing her head into her arms again. “You’re the worst…”

“And you are being dramatic. Stand up, mentally, if not, physically, and fix it.”

“I am fixing it.” Andy mumbled. “I just need a minute-“

There was another pause. This time slightly longer than the last.

“Oh honestly,” Emily muttered, standing up from her chair and walking toward Andy, who was still slumped on her desk.

Before Andy could react, Emily quickly darted her hand into Andy’s side, giving her a jab. “Up.”

“Ah-! Emily!! What the hell?” Andy jumped, scooting in her chair away from Emily and putting her hands up in defense. “I am up!”

“Not convincingly.” Emily went in for another jab, gently wiggling her fingers against Andy’s side. This earned more giggles from the woman.

“Stop!” Andy would protest. Emily’s contact would linger a bit longer than necessary, just enough to make Andy twist in her chair, laughing despite herself trying to block the tickles. She pulled her arm in defensively. “This is so unprofessional!”

“And since when have you cared about being professional?” Emily’s expression did not change a whole lot, but the slight smirk on her face indicated that she was satisfied by this. Her reaction was tauntingly contained.

“C-come on, Emily! Someone’s gonna see!”

“See what, exactly? You crying over your job when you have calls and orders to make? Yes, that’s very embarrassing. They’re going to see you being very dramatic, hm?”

“Y-yes!”

“Then don’t be dramatic.” Emily responded coldly, moving to tickle Andy’s belly. “Get. To. Work.” Each word was emphasized with a sharp jab toward Andy’s ribs and stomach.

Andy sucked in a breath, trying to scoot her chair back into place after she moved it around with her previous squirming, but the desk caught her from going anywhere. “I’m working, look, I’m working!”

Emily only moved closer, getting into Andy’s desk space. Her hands descended to taser Andy’s hips.

“Are you~?” Emily asked, tilting her head as her fingers found the soft flesh of Andy’s hipbones, poking them just enough to make her jolt. “Because from my perspective…”

Andy grabbed onto her arm, threatening to push her away. “Please stop!”

“Let go.” Emily demanded in a threatening tone, still tickling Andy with her other hand, tugging profusely at the arm of hers that Andy grabbed.

Easily frightened by the threat, Andy let go of Emily’s arm, but since she fell for it, Emily just darted back into her armpits with both hands.

“I- I hate you!!” Andy squealed, still fighting with the other woman, who did not give in whatsoever.

Emily hummed in response, giving Andy’s sides a quick squeeze. “Good. I am not fond of lazy anyways.” She murmured, and though she took the job very seriously, it was amusing to her how ticklish her junior assistant was.

Andy shrieked and twisted the other way, attempting to escape. “Okay, jeez, I get it!”

Emily didn’t stop immediately, letting the tickles on Andy’s side linger just a few seconds longer before she spoke demandingly again.

“Function.” Emily said coolly, sharply jabbing Andy’s chest, as if this was a perfectly normal method to motivate someone she should be mentoring, up until Andy squirmed away in her chair completely.

“Okay!” Andy laughed, finally managing to shove her office chair back just enough to escape. “I’m functioning!”

Only then did Emily pull her hands back and stop tickling Andy, going back to her desk like nothing had ever happened. “Oh good. She lives.”

Andy stared at her, slightly breathless. “I cannot believe you just did that to me.”

“You were spiraling out of control. I intervened.”

“You tickled me!”

“I motivated you.”

“There’s a difference.” Andy tried to look annoyed, but she broke almost immediately. “And the difference is that what you just did was NOT a normal workplace activity.”

“And yet…” Emily said, picking up a stack of papers and handing them over to Andy. “You’re no longer being dramatic face-down on the desk. That’s progress.”

Andy let out a reluctant laugh, straightening her posture in her chair. “You’re horrendous. What if I told Miranda about what you just did?”

Emily tilted her head. “We both know who she’d believe. And it isn’t you. Could never be you.”

As much as Andy hated hearing that from Emily, she was 100% right…

“Whatever…” Andy muttered, trying to act as unbothered as she could, trying to get back to work on her computer, getting to all the requests Miranda threw at her, which she was still struggling with.

Emily already was turned back to her desk, back in focus on her own work as if she didn’t do anything to Andy. She’d take into account that tickling would be another future weapon to use against Andy when she’s acting up. “Now call the designer back before I have to shift to phase two.”

Andy froze hearing her coworker’s words. “Excuse me- there’s a phase two?”

Emily glanced over, briefly. “You don’t want to find out.”

Andy grabbed the phone immediately, dialing numbers as quickly as she could. “Calling. I’m calling!”

“Thought so.”

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Tbh, I already have a part 2 of this brewing up. Because Emily is so high-strung towards the middle/end of the movie and I think we can have a role reversal where Andy tickles her to make her relax. But I do wanna see The Devil Wears Prada 2 to see how their relationship goes cause I love these two and need as much fuel as I can get for them because I’m in my The Devil Wears Prada phase right now 🥵👠👜

I HAVE IT DOWN SO BAD FOR EMILY RN ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY. IM SO EXCITED FOR GAGA TO CAMEO

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Emily is a bitch I love her. Imagine Andy is struggling to work and Emily comes over and tickles her to force her into doing her work bc if she gets one request wrong everything’s over. I’m gonna write this now

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It’s my birthday ✨

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Hey so if you’re friends with 2 people and one of those people does something disgusting and evil to the other but you choose to defend only one of them over the other who was the victim because they’re still your friend, you’re a disgusting and evil human being and you’re 100% both a bad friend and a problem!

It doesn’t take a genius to know when something goes too far. And if you really choose to defend a hateful and disgusting person over an actual VICTIM of that then you really need to rethink your life decisions.

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I had a dream Kesha was tickling me

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holy moly guys!!! thank you SO much for all the love on my fics 😭❤️❤️ i'm so happy there's this many people out there that enjoy my writing 🥺 thank yall for reading and for all your kind words it means the world to me ❤️❤️ i hope you guys enjoy this one too! here's some lee rocky!! yayyyy! This is also kind of a sequel to some of my other fics for them too :)

Two of Us

Lee Rocky / Ler Grace

Word Count: 1,990

Grace has a dream of him and Rocky being able to live in the same atmosphere.

Slight Spoilers for the movie!

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Ryland Grace was back on Earth. He didn’t have any memory of when or how he got there, all he knew was that this was definitely Earth. He didn’t have any evidence, it was just something he felt.

Grace was currently sitting on the beach with the ocean in front of him. The sand was warm and soft. He listened to the relaxing sound of the waves rising and crashing as the water stretched out as far as the eye could see. The sky was grey and foggy, just how Grace liked it. He sat there enjoying the view when suddenly, he heard something. He turned to the side to see something in the distance running towards him.

“Rocky?”

“Grace!”

Grace’s heart beat faster at the sight of his Eridian friend. Rocky seemed to speed up as Grace acknowledged him, using all five legs to propel himself as fast as he could at him. The human got up and crouched down to his level, arms out and ready to welcome him. As Rocky came closer, Grace noticed that something was missing. Rocky wasn’t in a ball. In fact, he had no covering on whatsoever.

Before Grace had time to process it, Rocky lunged at him. Grace grunted as the alien tackled him to the sand in a hug, effectively knocking the wind out of him. Ouch. Bad idea to try catching him. Grace weakly croaked out Rocky’s name, signaling him to get off of him.

"Apology. Apology,” Rocky crawled away. "Is Grace okay, question?"

“Don't worry, I'm fine,” Grace coughed, dusting the sand off himself. “Rocky? How are you here? Where’s your ball?”

“Don’t need anymore.”

Grace raised a brow, “What!? How can you breathe?”

“Figured out how. Not important. I explain later. I can survive in oxygen now!” The Eridian chatted excitedly. He waved his front two arms as he spoke.

Grace was speechless. A surprised “What!?” Was all his mouth could spit out.

“Yes, yes! Is amaze!” Rocky cheered. His voice was strange, he spoke partly in Eridian and partly in the English translation voice Grace had programmed for him. But Grace didn’t have his laptop on him. Nothing added up, but it made sense to Grace in the moment.

“Very! I-I can feel you now!” Grace reached out and gently pet the top of Rocky’s head. “Is this okay?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” Rocky practically purred, leaning into his touch like a needy cat. Rocky felt firm and gritty, yet smooth at the same time. He had edges but they weren’t sharp at all. His skin felt hot, but it was a comfortable warmth. His green patches sparkled and shined in the light. Grace couldn’t help but stare in admiration.

“You’re so beautiful,” Grace didn’t mean to say that out loud, but he also didn’t feel embarrassed saying it either. His eyes fell upon the two intertwined green circles on the middle of Rocky’s front left leg. It was sleek and glossy like polished marble. “What’s this? Does this have a meaning?” He asked.

“Yes! Yes!” Rocky nodded quickly, elated that Grace asked and he had a chance to explain it. “For Adrian and Rocky. To honor mate,” he pointed at each circle.

Grace’s eyes widened as a smile slowly spread across his face. “For Adrian? You guys have little wedding rings? That’s adorable!” He gushed.

“No understand.”

“It’s uh, a human thing. You wear matching rings with your mate, to show that you’re together,” Grace explained.

“Ohhh. Yes, yes. Like that,” Rocky agreed.

“That’s too cute.” Grace impulsively grabbed Rocky’s front two hands and waved them up and down in a dance. He laughed as Rocky followed his movements and bounced along. The Eridian let out a squeaky chuckle in excitement. 

“You’re way lighter than I thought you would be. No offense,” Grace commented. Rocky was supposed to weigh almost four hundred pounds, yet right now he was as heavy as a small boulder or so.

“I fix that too,” Rocky answered.

The science teacher was amazed yet again. “Wow, you’re incredible.”

“Yes, yes. Grace incredible too.”

The human giggled and shoveled Rocky into his chest for another hug. The Eridian let out a series of happy chirps as he wrapped all of his arms around him. Grace had never felt so loved and comfortable. “I.. I can’t believe I finally get to do this,” he uttered absentmindedly under his breath. He could feel tears forming in his eyes.

Rocky felt a shift and pulled back, “Grace face starting to leak. Is Grace okay, question?”

“Yeah, sorry. I’m.. I’m just so happy,” the human sniffled. 

“I happy too.” Rocky settled back into him. He rested his body right under Grace’s chin with his claws pressed against Grace’s back. Human skin was so soft and squishy. It was strange, being malleable in some places but also hard and bony in others. It was much different than Eridians’. Rocky’s claws absentmindedly explored Grace’s back as he thought, gently digging into the back of his ribs. 

Grace tensed up. “Rohock, you mind uh, stohopping that?” His sudden laughter drew Rocky back into the present.

“Apology,” The Eridian pulled back from the hug.

Dang ticklishness, Grace internally cursed. Wait a second. That raised a question. A question Grace never gave much thought to before. “Hey, Rocky, do you mind if I um, try something real quick?”

“Yes. Proceed. What Grace thinking, question?”

“I just uh, want to test something,” Grace answered vaguely. He slowly reached out, tracing the cracks on Rocky's arm with his finger. The Eridian shuddered under his touch. No way. Grace tried waggling a few fingers into Rocky’s inner arm near the etched lines on his skin. Squeaky-sounding giggles erupted as Rocky’s remaining four legs crumbled beneath him.

Holy fudge.

“You’re ticklish?!” Grace blurted out, unable to decide if his words were a question or a statement.

“What? No. No. No. No.” Rocky stood straight up in alert. His posture then fell as a wave of shyness rushed over him. “…Maybe,” he uttered out meekly.

“Aha! I knew it! You are!” Grace pointed at him. His brain immediately started comparing this to science. In Grace’s mind, he had just completed the hypothesis step of the scientific method. Which meant it was time for the next step: Experiment.

“Oho, Rocky!” Grace called with a smug smile. The Eridian cowered away as his friend sang his name, the plates on the top of his carapace shifting anxiously. The two entered a silent standoff, both posed for action with neither one making a move. Until Rocky decided to act first. His claws kicked up sand as he ran off, scuttling away like a spider. 

Grace immediately chased after him. But five legs were much more effective than two, giving the Eridian a large advantage. Until he tripped over himself and rolled in the sand. 

“Got ya!” Grace grabbed Rocky making him shriek. The human wasted no time testing his experiment, scribbling fingers all over Rocky’s appendages and carapace. A melody of frantic and angry musical notes combined with high-pitched laughter filled the air. He let out a string of Eridian curses that Grace didn’t understand. Grace snickered along as Rocky’s limbs flew around wildly. He had a surprisingly cute laugh for being a faceless, living rock.

“I had no idea you were so ticklish, Rocky! Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Grace grinned, zeroing in on the sides of the Eridian’s carapace. It proved to be very effective. Rocky weakly swatted at Grace making him chuckle. “Tickle-tickle-tickle,” he cooed. You could hear the smile in his voice.

“Stohohop talk! Mahake worse!” Rocky tried to demand. But it’s hard to sound demeaning when you’re squealing like a guiena pig. If he had cheeks he would be blushing.

“Why? Are you embarrassed? Are all Eridians this ticklish, or is it just you?” Grace didn’t hold back. Once Rocky found out what tickling was on the ship, he wouldn’t let Grace live it down. Now it was finally time for his revenge. He stuck a hand under one of Rocky’s arms and tried there. Rocky’s reaction was instant. His music notes and squeaky laughter increased in volume, all sets of claws trying to sprawl out and push Grace away at the same time.

Grace’s face was starting to hurt from smiling so much. “Oh, did I find a tickle spot?” He was teasing, but the excitement in his voice was too genuine to sound fully mocking. It was cute seeing Rocky in this state. He could be so bossy, it felt good being able to take him down a peg. And he was learning more about Eridians and his best pal at the same time! What could be better than that?

“Stohohop! Tooho-Too muhuch!” Rocky finally cried out in defeat. Guess it really was a bad spot for him. He raised an arm in surrender.

Grace stopped as told. Rocky froze on the floor, like he was sleeping. “Uh, you okay, buddy?” Grace asked. Whoops. Did he go too far, or was Rocky just being dramatic?

“…Evil human,” the Eridian muttered to himself.

Okay. Just being dramatic.

"Evil? You tickle me all the time!" Grace pointed out.

"Yes, but,” Rocky tried to think of a response to counter him with, "Is more fun when Rocky tickle Grace instead!" He pointed at Grace for emphasis.

"Well yeah, duh! Of course! You’re the one doing the tickling!" Grace put his hands on his hips. Six years of enduring grueling classwork and exams to get a PHD yet where did it get him now? Arguing with a rock alien about tickling.

Rocky turned to him. "Wait. Grace think it more fun when Rocky tickle Grace, question?”

Huh? The science teacher froze up. How the heck did he get to that conclusion?! “What, no, that’s very much not what I meant,” Grace stammered out. But it was too late. Rocky had already taken off in a five-legged-sprint after him, hungry for revenge. Grace took off running in the opposite direction, laughing as he did so. The waves continued rising and falling and the sun kept shining through the fog as the two chased each other.

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Grace opened his eyes. He was suddenly transported somewhere else. Somewhere dark. What? What happened? Where was he?

“You awake, question?” A familiar voice spoke up. Grace turned to see his friend speaking to him from behind the xenonite wall they built together.

“Rocky?”

“Hi, Grace.”

Fudge. It was all a dream, none of that was real. Grace was still light years away from his home, stuck in a spaceship. He wasn't physically able to hug or even touch his only companion. Disappointment and sadness quickly rushed over him.

“Is Grace okay, question?” Rocky asked, concern in his tone. He could hear Grace’s quiet sighing.

“Yeah, sorry. Just uh, had a weird dream.” Not true, but it was easier to explain it this way.

“Go sleep again. I watch and protect Grace while he sleep. Grace is safe, statement.”

Grace's smile lit up the dark. “Thanks, buddy." He rolled onto his side and closed his eyes, trying to settle back in. He might not be back on Earth, and they hadn’t figured out a way to physically touch yet, but at least Rocky was here. That’s all Grace needed.

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The two were working together the next day when Grace decided to bring up the question that was stuck in his head for the past six hours. “So uh, Rocky. I have something I've been meaning to ask you,” he started.

Rocky stopped and turned to him. “Yes?”

“So, you know how humans are ticklish, right? But, what about Eridians? Like for example, are you ticklish?” Grace asked.

Rocky went still, “staring” blankly at him. “Not important,” he said before turning back to his work.

Grace chuckled at his reaction. “So, is that a yes?”

“…Grace change subject, statement.”

Grace considered that a yes.

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THIS IS SO CUTE I DIDNT KNOW THERE WAS TICKLE STUFF OF THIS MOVIE!! I love this movie

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msm peckidna tkl headcanons??? please??? 🥹🥹🥹

I’ve had a few thoughts on this one. Peckidna is so cute bro

when the birds try to be affectionate or playful their beaks are like super pointy so they trigger peckidnas tickle spots by pecking around

-the feathers on the birds are a natural weapon 😭 they flap and crowd around peckidna to tickle them

-the skin between peckidnas quills is super sensitive

-peckidna has a long mouth perfect for raspberries in which they sometimes blow raspberries on the birds when playing with them but also uses this as a tactic for other monsters on bone island

-etc Hawlo and Plinkajou (plinkajou enjoys being tickled)

-tickle spots consist heavily of the belly, the birds are sensitive all over really

-as ticklish as peckidna is they also have Ler advantages with the birds and the fact they have quills to protect them more

-however pecking at the quills is quite a ticklish sensation

-peckidna and the birds nuzzle into other monsters sometimes

Thrumble often plays with peckidna and tickles their belly. Thrumble finds it endearing and peckidna doesn’t mind

-the birds are very ticklish under the wings

-peckidna is often picked on by the other monsters on bone island. But I do fancy the thought of Peckidna when alone enjoys tickling the birds and giving them raspberries :>

-vise versa too they tickle peckidna a lot on their own and sometimes those birds tickle other monsters too

-like plinkajou, denchuhs, and kayna

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Happy Easter guys

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Yall saw the last clip of SNL with Melissa McCarthy & Jack Black …I’m not the only one right…

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another kesha fan in the t word community??? let’s fucking go!!!!

NO WAY I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE