This custom really sucked 😭😭
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This custom really sucked 😭😭
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waking up like this with no one to give me lots of tickles and tell me how cute I am feels unfair….
so many puppyboys around here...
kitties can be good boys too, y'know 🥰
Anyone in the mood for T-Word talk? 🤭
I’ve got some spare time and always love to tease cute lees~
He's this jock from the gym. I complimented him on his masculine feet. Asked if he was ticklish... Silly boy said, "Let's find out!"
Games in the Gryfindor dormities! Why hanging out, someone made a joke or commont, and it resulted in tickle games This would be around first or second year.
I expect Harry is not one very familiar with things and kind touches. I dont imagine anyone played games with him, hugged, that sort of thing, growing up, poor thing. And tickling is a way of bonding and playing. For parents and relatives its a common game to play with younger children and show affection and care.
Since coming to Hogwarts hes slowly no doubt expereinced a lot of new, very nice things People who DO care, treat him like a person, friends.
Hermione pauses incase there cuasing him accidental distress(especially if they know about his homelife). He might be nervous when people touch him, epecting something bad, or since not being used to this sensation it might be overwhelming or there aciddenlty hurting him(not many like to be tickled but if youve never at ALL, might be panicking under all that laughter). There his friends they dont want to upset him or cause him upset.
But Harry's sorta liking it! It feels, fun, and something else to do, share, with your friends. Hes just yelling out stop on instinct as you often do even when you like it Hes a bit shy about asking them to continue as you can see, but lucky they get the message And are equally pleased they can do something to make there friend happy.
Bunny Tails and Kitten Whiskers Part One
DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL.
“Absolutely! It’s uncanny how much she looks like the actual Joan Crawford. I’m very impressed with how well did her makeup… And she played her part so well. Faye Dunaway looked so horrifying! Naturally, she’s quite a lovely woman but in this film, my God!” I laughed with my good friend, Valentino, as we walked along the garden path. We were taking a quiet stroll in the evening at our university. Tino was Finnish, but his grip on the english language was phenomenal. We’d met in our film class. Our meeting wasn’t, well, entirely a happy one. You see, I mispronounced the word “dollying” and he giggled from the back and corrected me. Of course, I had daggers for him… I wasn’t quite awake that morning and had no patience for nitpickers.
“I quite agree,” Tino carried on, “The photos you showed me were incredible. It’s as if she is Crawford, reincarnated.”
“Good lord, I hope not! Then I’d be too busy trying to tell the difference between her and my own mother!”
We shared a long chuckle and continued down the path, enjoying the botanicals around us. It was a lovely spring night, and the bumblebees were just finishing their pollinating for the evening. I felt warm and happy on Tino’s arm. He was so handsome and wise, I admired him so. We arrived at a bench near a fountain. The garden was completely ours tonight, as everyone had gone away for spring break and barely anyone was on campus this week. Tino picked up a bunny tail from the bushel near him and twirled it in his fingers, feeling its softness. He smiled and chuckled to himself.
“What is it?” I asked him, as I couldn’t help but feel curious. Tino turned his head to me, and looked right at my eyes. They were so green.. Oh, Tino, why must you be so beautiful?
“Just tickles…” He replied softly. He then grinned warmly and brought the bunny tail to my nose and brushed the fluff on it. I couldn’t help but giggle, it was such a silly thing! Tino chuckled again and asked me in a teasing way,
“Are you ticklish? Yes? Are you a ticklish little girl?” He brought it under my chin and to my neck, which of course made me squeak. I couldn’t handle him talking as such, it just made things worse!
“Tino!” I giggled and swatted at the bunny tail, trying to fight off his silly tickling.
“That’s it, kitten, get the fluffy toy!” He teased me again.
“Oh stop it!” I blushed.
“What? I know you like it…” Suddenly his fingers were under my chin, wiggling softly.
“Tino!” I fell back, shocked at the boundary he’d crossed, nearly falling off of the bench. I wasn’t offended… Just shocked. And rather… Charmed. I could barely hide my blushing.
“Xira, you’re all flushed… Are you alright? I didn’t mean to startle you...” His strong hands lifted me up by my arms, and soon we were standing. We were gazing into each other’s eyes now… In front of that beautiful fountain. The sun had now gone down and the lights to the fountain were turned on, emitting beautiful blues, pinks and purples. All of the garden lights were also turned on, making our surroundings all the more enchanting. We remained silent… He was leaning in! Oh, God, what do I do…
I closed my eyes as our lips met, my hands migrated to his chest. This was right… This felt right.
“Please… Accompany me to my dorm. I don’t want this night to end.” Tino spoke softly in my ear, as we slowly found ourselves in a gentle dance.
“Alright.”
OMFG! These lil B**tRds!