I'm here with all the love and tickles you could ever imagine!
I think I will start slow. I'll gently glide my nails down your arms, maybe even draw some pretty patterns on there, just for you!
No, don't try and stop me or your palms will be next. Scribbles all over your your palm until you apologise and get them out of my way.
Then I will eventually reach your underarms. Large spirals starting from the outside, gradually getting smaller and smaller until I reach the inside, then more scribbles!! Yayy!
While I'm in there area, I may pay a visit to your neck. Whether my nails skitter over it or I leave them under your arms when I nibble and raspberry away. It depends on how I feel :^
Oh, that's a bad spot isn't it? Such a poor little lee, so ticklish and cute. But is poor the right word? I don't think so!
Next, your ribs. Dragging my nails down. Then up. Then down again. Perhaps I'll add in some pinches or pokes. Or I can count them. These seem like an awful spot too, but you have to stay still! We don't want me to lose track, do we?
Finally, I will glide my nails down your sides until I reach my final destination. That cute ticklish tummy of yours. Here, I will go all out. Pinches, pokes, scribbles. Over every inch of it, especially that button of yours. And we can't forget the raspberries and nibbles. They can cover where my hands can't. You dont have to worry about any inch being left out ^^
I do hope the adorable ticklish lee isn't all tired out. We have so much more time to play!
I had the joy of creating this Studio Ghibli-inspired illustration for The Children's Adventure from Worlds Beyond Number! An extremely fun aesthetic to immerse myself in for a couple of weeks ;)
Kale and Arrelle stuck together and found a mirror that could body swap them
(Melly, I know this is you, and you're going to enjoy this)
“If you think its so easy being me, then you try it for a day!” Arelle yelled at her twin sister Kale. “You’re always treating every day as if tomorrow doesnt matter, that no matter what you do wont have consequences.”
Kale scoffed as she strummed her lute, losing her train of thought with the song she was writing. “Everything I do is wrong no matter what I do. So yeah, maybe I dont care about the consequences if I’m always in trouble.”
“You impersonated me during training!”
“It was a joke!” Kale stood up, her tail swinging around for a moment as she put her lute on her back. “I didnt hurt anyone.”
“You nearly got me expelled from training!” Arelle glared at Kale. “There’s a chance I wont be able to be a guard now because of you!”
Kale rolled her eyes and practically danced around the garden as she hopped from rock to rock. “Why would you want to be a stuffy old guard anyway? All they do is sit around and yell at people. ‘No singing in the town square. No magic at the inn. Leave the ale alone in the tavern. You better not be pulling fish out of the streams!’” She sat down and sighed. “But you get to do whatever you want. The pride of this village. No one ever gets angry at you.”
“If you think its that easy, then you be me for a day!”
Kale paused as the world around her and Arelle seemed to stop as the mirror-like pond started to glow around them. She moved away from the way from the water, eyes glued to it as a soft voice spoke through the wind.
“*Arguens sororibus opus est ut expendas in die inter se est scriptor calceamenta.*”
A flash of light blinded Kale for a brief moment as she stumbled in her step, hesitating when she felt leather gloves around her fingers… and then the feeling of a missing tail. She looked over the pinkish tan skin on her arm and reached for the glaive on her back.
“What the hell did you do, Kale?!”
Kale stumbled back as a puff of smoke left her fingers… Arelle’s fingers? She shook her head, trying to wrap her mind around what happened. “I didnt do anything! And will you please calm down? My… your magic isnt exactly… stable.”
Arelle growled a bit. “Just give me back my body!”
“I’m not thrilled to be you either.” Kale grabbed the glaive from off her back and twirled it around for a moment before dropping it, wincing as she heard it clatter against the rocks. “Besides, maybe it’ll be good for us to see what life is like for the other. You did say that I have no idea what its like to be you.”
“Alright, fine, we be each other, and then what? How do we switch back?”
“I… have no idea…” Kale picked the glaive up from off the ground and paused when she saw Arelle’s reflection looking back at her. Her smile faded as she looked over her human features, feeling like she couldnt recognize herself anymore. “I’ll find a way for us to switch back, but until then, let me make this up to you and live your life while we’re stuck like this. You said things arent so easy for you, then let me see it.”
“Kale-”
“You get to sit back and relax. Until we… I find a way to fix this, you dont have to worry about training or responsibility, just taking it easy and seeing how my life is.”
Arelle sighed and pulled Kale’s lute off her back, finger picking at the strings for a moment. “How sure are you that you can fix this?”
“Not very… but that doesnt mean I wont try!”
“Fine. But if you screw anything up for me-”
“I promise, I wont mess things up again.” Kale paused and looked up at the sun. “Though… you may want to start making your way to Lord Bunterton’s.”
“Why?”
Kale looked away and blushed. “His son requested a… private concert.”
“Kale-”
“Just make sure to keep him happy!” Kale yelled as she ran out of the garden. “You can do that, right?”
“Kale, get back here!” Arelle yelled after Kale, chasing after and nearly tripping over her tail. “You know I dont know how to play music!”
