This is an SFW tickle blog because it's comforting to me. I'm also an adult. Updated DNI by the way: NSFW accounts please do not interact, preferably block me, no hard feelings but given there are minors that follow this account and make some of the posts I reblog, it's for everyone's safety! 18+ accounts that aren't NSFW can still interact ^^ I'll just be careful not to reblog!
Current fixations:
•Deltarune Chapter 2 + 3 (Spamton, Tenna)
•Gameoverse (Fold)
•SMG4 (Mr. Puzzles, Mr. WPNZ)
Still writing/drawing for:
•TF2 (Engineer, Medic, Scout, Sniper)
•Overwatch (Reaper, Kiriko, Mizuki, Genji)
•Cookie Run Kingdom (Shadow Milk, Black Sapphire)
•Hazbin Hotel (Vox)
Requests are open! No 100% guarantee for any, however. If you request characters from the same source but aren’t any of the characters listed above, there’s a *chance* I might complete it, but please don’t be discouraged knowing I might not have the energy/interest (if I don’t it is not personal /gen.) I also don’t really tag things any specific way, I tag which characters/communities I write for but that’s about it!
If you played it yet, what’s your opinion on deltarune chapter 5? (It seems to be the first chapter with mixed reception)
I actually really liked chapter 5! If I had to rate them in order of how much I liked them, from most to least liked:
•Chapter 2
•Chapter 3
•Chapter 5
•Chapter 1
•Chapter 4
The only chapter I didn’t like is 4 💔 I know that’s probably a very unpopular opinion lol.
SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 5 UNDER CUT!
My main problem with chapter 4 was the gameplay, but I actually really liked watching my partner play chapter 5 ^w^ I also found the cast of characters a lot more compelling — maybe because there were more main characters this time? My memory is really bad tho, I could be wrong :’ ) I LOVE LOVE THE FLOWERS! And also never hated Flowery lol, which I know is also an unpopular opinion.
I see the difficulty spike as necessary tbh. It definitely makes progression feel more worth it — we don’t wanna get to the final, FINAL boss of the series and have it be lackluster, after all… an easy final boss would be a big let down.
Also, I thought the 3D platformer gimmick was so cool! Seeing Toby branch his gameplay styles out further is so sick, it makes me happy seeing him grow as a game developer. Having been an Undertale fan since I was 12, the series growing with me gives me a weird kind of strength.
Fold but the hero he's helping starts taking a note on him in 'magic map' form and he squeaks and flinches and causes their pencil to slip so now they gotta erase it and that tickles even more send ask
YOU’RE A GENIUS skipping ahead a number of asks for hyperfixation’s sake. Wrote this one a bit different than my usual fics, and also extremely tired so it’s not beta read, we die like men </3
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I’m the hero of my village, and today, I’m going to save everyone! For the longest time, an evil wizard has lived in the tower overlooking my village, terrorizing us with his magic. I’ve been training for years, growing strong enough to eventually take him down. I’ve had some doubts, but just an hour ago, a magic, talking map flew down from the sky right into my hands! He said his name is Mr. Map, and that he’s here to guide me on my journey. He reassured me that I’m ready for anything — my master has told me, too, that the first step to being prepared is believing that you are. So I took him up on his offer to help me; we’re going to save my village!
But that brings me to just a few hours ago. We were walking through the dense forest, sunlight barely breaking the green canopy to light the way forward. Even then, it was difficult to see where I was going… and harder, still, to see Map. He was verbally speaking instructions to me to combat this, and yet I found myself tripping over tree roots and rocks that littered the winding dirt path. He was definitely growing frustrated with me — I could hear it in his voice. Not one to take punches, I started arguing with him about which way we should go. I had taken this path dozens of times before, scouting out the tower, of course I knew where we were going!
And then we realized we were both lost.
“Great! Just great! How did you even manage this?!” He shouted, which was pretty loud for just a piece of paper, honestly. “You have a freaking map!”
“Yeah, a map that clearly doesn’t know where he’s going”, I fired back, actively exploring different pathways. “You’re lucky there are no enemies until we reach the base of the tower, otherwise they might’ve eaten you!”
“That sounds preferable to hearing you talk”, he muttered under his breath.
I sighed, stopping in my tracks to glare down at him. “You know what? You’re right. Stop talking to me. I’m gonna take my own notes, since you’ll only get us lost.” I flipped him over and took out a pencil, beginning to hurriedly scribble a landmark on the back.
He protested as I did so, confused and a little worried. “Hey! What are y- EEP!” He squawked loudly as the pencil made its marks, the entire map rustling and messing up my drawing of a particularly massive rock.
“Could you hold still?” I asked in exasperation, struggling to straighten him out as he fidgeted. I huffed as I saw the arching line shooting out from the rock from how fast he had jerked.
“You’re really messing things up for me right now…” I began gently erasing the long mark, not bothering to stop as the paper began shaking again. What was he doing? Had he never been written on before? Suddenly, the entire paper folded in on itself and snapped shut by where I was holding him at the bottom, panicked giggles streaming out from somewhere inside.
I held him awkwardly for a moment, pencil poised to keep erasing. We fell into silence.
“Are you ticklish?”
The question made the paper rustle again. He stuttered, struggling to force out his words.
“Wh-WHAT? What kind of question even is that?!” He shrieked as I jabbed him with the sharp end. “I’M NOT!”
“Riiight. Then hold still.” Even while he was partially folded over, I attempted to draw the rock again. He gasped and began practically vibrating, muffled giggles barely audible. After a few more seconds, he gave out, snapping violently inwards into a tiny square of paper, giggles erupting.
“Come on, just one rock!” I was getting frustrated, but even then, I had to admit this was oddly cute. A piece of paper too sensitive to be written on? He was pretty bad at his job. Every time the pencil would hit the surface, he’d giggle and fold in on himself further.
“You can’t keep this up forever”, I mumbled, the pencil following him each and every time. He eventually started laughing, then begging.
“No, wait! EEP! WAIHAIT! QUIT IT!” The tiny piece of paper in my hands was eventually no more than 2 inches on each side. Surely he couldn’t fold further than that? As my pencil hit the surface one last time, and he attempted to fold, I was proven right, the paper instead jerking violently in my hands. It was enough that I completely let go of him, and he began unfolding. And unfolding. And unfolding… holy shit, how tall was he?!
“THAT’S IT!” He shouted, now in the shape of a humanoid origami figure. He started approaching me, clawed fingers poised, pissed off and brimming with intent. “Let’s see how YOU LIKE IT!” My eyes widened and I dropped my pencil as he darted forward, taking a step back before turning and booking it back down the path. This definitely wasn’t just a map. What even was he?
I squeaked as I tripped over a tree root in the near-darkness… and grunted as I heard him do the exact same, falling on top of me. I couldn’t believe the map I was holding before had grown to be so heavy. I attempted to crawl out from under him, but he pinned me down by sitting on my legs, immediately shoving his claws under my arms. I shrieked and burst out laughing, fingers raking through the dirt as I reached for another tree root — this guy was clearly not holding back. I guess I did kind of deserve it…
“HA! See?! Not so fun, is it?!” He crowed loudly, testing different spots and honing in on the ones that got a big reaction out of me.
“Map!” I whined between giggles, twisting and turning beneath him what little I could. “This is soho not faihair!”
“Not fair? I think you’re right!” He echoed. The weight across my legs was lifted before a set of claws wrapped around my waist, turning me over onto my back. “There! Now I can reach HERE” – He quickly spidered across my stomach – “and HERE” – his hands darted to my ribs, and so on. I shrieked and protested, uselessly batting at his hands, which were extremely difficult to grab given their lack of dimension. I was a blushing mess from his teasing, and it only got worse.
“Th-that’s nahat what I meaheant!” I barely managed to say.
“Hmm… I think I see your point. I’m not using the same technique!” He began drawing random patterns with a single finger on each side, giggling evilly at my increasingly flustered reactions. “Hold still! Don’t tell me you can’t handle me drawing on you?”
“You’re gohonna kill meheheee!” I wailed, tossing back and forth, losing all composure as I laughed uncontrollably.
“Oh, stop being so dramatic.” He finally let up, and I gasped for breath, covering my heated face as he stood. Once I finally recovered, I peeked from between my hands to see him awkwardly offering his. After he helped me to my feet, he threw me a defensive scowl as I refused to let him go.
“What?”
“Where did you come from?” His singular eye widened – he didn’t respond, and I decided I should clarify as I fixed him with a more serious expression. “You can’t be from here… I’ve never seen anyone like you around before. Who are you?”
“Doesn’t matter!” He tore his arm from my grip, and it shockingly didn’t shred. He dusted himself off and crossed his arms, glaring down at me. “I’m here to help; that’s all you need to know.”
My eyes narrowed. We stood in silence for a moment longer before he broke it by jabbing me in the side. “Come on, get going! We gotta find our wait out of-” He screeched as I raked my fingers down his back once he turned away.
“I’m not going anywhere until I get my answer.” We mirrored each other’s stances, the air growing thicker with tension by the second. Clearly we weren’t leaving here until someone admitted defeat through their laughter. As I darted forward, he dodged by zipping to the side, and I swore to myself I wouldn’t lose.
And so, it pains me to admit that I did, in fact, lose. I’m writing this sitting on a log in front of a campfire I prepared – Map is already asleep, if that’s even his name. I had no idea he could fold himself a second pair of arms… scary stuff, didn’t take me long to tap out. We’re still lost, but we have a general idea of which direction the tower is, at least (or so he claims.) I have no idea where he’s getting his information from… but I guess having a second person to help me fight is better than nothing. Map could’ve saved me all of the embarrassment, but as long as we defeat the wizard, I’ll try to look past everything. Hopes to not getting tickled so much I cry again!
•You’ve gotta be SO careful with this guy, since he crumples so easily. Realistically speaking, squeezing and rough tickles would no doubt hurt, big no’s.
•That being said, A HUNDRED percent susceptible to light tickles. Lightly scribbling fingers along his sides will have him leaping into the air and shrieking (and very slowly gliding back down).
•CANNOT handle being teased — either gets super annoyed and defensive or super flustered (or both)! Compliments will have him blushing (I headcanon his face turns a dark blue hue because ink :3) and meaner teases are what reallyyy get him riled up. I think the worst thing you could do is use a single finger, going to be a giggling blushing mess as he half-heartedly pushes at you.
•Feathers are an ABSOLUTE weakness, and also a great way to be extra careful and make it certain he won’t somehow get hurt from, you know, thrashing around — just be careful not to get any paper cuts.
•Totally most sensitive where his body folds (no pun intended), and going to go into hardcore denial if you point it out. God forbid you swipe that aforementioned feather UNDERNEATH, he’ll be screaming with laughter near immediately.
•Also a side note, given how his body is almost completely flat, there’s practically no way for him to cover himself or defend himself besides folding himself over and over again, or making himself smaller (or fighting you, but if he likes you he won’t). You’ll know he’s feeling particularly touch starved when he makes no effort to fold into anything.
Ler:
•Despite how fragile his body is, he definitely has a way to win a tickle fight.
•All he really has to do is fold himself multiple arms. Four arms? Maybe six… maybe more. Maybe just enough to intimidate and distract you while he tries to figure out the fastest escape route (boy is ticklish as HELL).
•When it comes down to fighting back or surrendering, he’s actually pretty strong physically, despite his thin frame… it’s almost entirely dependent on the structure of his body at that moment. Could probably pin down your arms if he really put his back into it — at least long enough to tickle you into a weakened state, then finish the job while you’re down.
•Teases like his life depends on it. Going to be showy about discovering every weak spot; even with only one eye, nothing goes unnoticed.
“Aww, you extra sensitive right here? No, no, don’t turn away! I’m not done with this spot just yet!”
•Claws. Can be gentle if he’s just looking to affectionately tease…
“What about here? And here? And here? Geeze, you’re too easy!”
•…or rough if you either pissed him off, or got really close to beating him and he had to resort to desperate measures. You are going to feel the difference.
“Alright, THAT’S IT! COME HERE! Got some INSTRUCTIONS for you: LAUGH.”
“Yeah, yeah, scream your little head off! This’ll teach you not to mess with me!”
•Impossible to get away from. Most terrifying paper airplane in existence. Will fold his arms into lassos and drag you back if he has to. If you cross him and he figures out your weakness, beg for mercy or fight back — you have no other option.
•On top of everything else, can fold the ends of his hands into feathers. Has to be careful not to accidentally papercut you, so he normally saves it for light, affectionate tickles.
•Will also totally blow raspberries if the opportunity arises. He’s a VILLAIN, of course he fights dirty; not beyond nibbling with those sharp teeth to draw out surprised giggles.
maybe it's cuz u made tword art of literally very specific fav characters of mine but i cannot think of ur art more than a literal blessing for me, and it's tooo cuuute omgggg i genuily mean to. It will sound silly but u managed to make me blush god u're that much good of an artist yeey ♡♡♡
Awww omg this is so sweet tysm :'D I do manage to make myself blush with the stuff I make sometimes LOL I figured it's just because stuff I make is obviously tailored to me, but glad to know there's people who just like the stuff I make in general :' )
Hello! Wondering if we’ll ever get tickle fics on the other beasts or ancients (specifically with eternal sugar and Hollyberry bc they’re my favorites) if not that’s okay :)
Requesting luck in finishing these asks finally sorry I'm getting to these so late guys </3 might actually ACTUALLY have a consistent posting schedule now. ANYWAYS! Sadly I'm not really interested in writing fics of any CR characters besides the ones listed in my pinned post, HOWEVER Eternal is just so pretty I decided I'd at least draw her once :3
an: hello!! yes you may and thank you for the request! enjoy :D 🤍
-ooooh dark and evil and mysterious man is actually verrrry ticklish
-giving him an 8/10 on the scale >:)
-i think he only got more sensitive after moira's experiments on him
-worst spots are his ribs and underarms, he can't STAND light tickles there
-he has these high-pitched giggles that he absolutely hates
-these are only found with gentle traces and slow fingers on his ribs/underarms, it drives him CRAZY
-squeezes to his sides or hips make him jump and let out this loud cackle
-can't stop himself from jerking around, make sure you don't get hit in the face
-ticklish shoulder blades: yeah
-absolutely will produce this squeal and arch his back if you dig your fingers into them
-will also absolutely deny he's ticklish, even when he's stuttering through tiny giggles and squirming around
-giggles intermixed with growls, he tries to block out the sensations but it's just too much for him
-"d-dahahamn youhou!"
-"argh- thihihis is pahathetic-" cue the airy giggles and titters
-teasing makes him blush like crazy, a little remark about his sensitivity and an "aww" has him groaning and shaking his head in disbelief and ticklish agony
-you better run before he regains his strength
-if you end up in his hold though, i'll be praying for you
-will not stop until your laughter is silent and you're practically on the floor with tears
-whatever teases you use on him, he uses them back with a cocky grin and chuckle
-no gentleness from him, this guy goes in for the kill immediately
-fingers digging into your sides until you scream, pinches to your ribs until you're writhing, and drilling his thumbs into your underarms until you apologize for whatever you did to cause this
-i think you really gotta annoy him and get on his nerves for him to get you, he won't just do it unprovoked (it's too childish for a grim man like him)
-i think if you had tickled him first, he won't get his revenge immediately
-he'll wait it out a few days, always throwing vicious looks your way and a serious expression, lingering in a room next to you for a little too long
-or he'll pretend like he's gonna strike but then just walk right past you
-once he sees you're drowning in paranoia and fear, he'll sneak up behind you and start unfolding you with his bare hands
-"aw, what a shame...any last words?" but he won't let you get out a single one
-"surpriseee" and then you're on the floor in shambles
A "How To" on activating the MEGA-LER setting on your television:
Tenna seemed quite aggressive about wanting to see his little Pluey in the newsetter lowkey. New headcanon acquired:Tenna gets cute aggressed easily and the claws come out all on their own
This is an SFW tickle fic, Spamton and reader are both switches ^^ can be read platonic or romantic, probably more romance coded but my aroace ass does not see it that way.
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I glanced to the front door from where I lay on the couch as it opened, revealing my down-trodden roommate. Spamton sighed heavily, face plastered with his tiredness, and trudged inside after half-hazardly shutting the door behind him.
“No sales today?” I asked.
He gave me a look that screamed ‘how could you tell?’ with all of the sarcasm in the world before turning and kicking his shoes off.
I couldn’t help feeling pity for the little puppet. It was like this nearly every day – it's just normally he wasn’t so bothered by it. He’d normally regale me with tales of how he ‘almost got one’ after jumping out of a dumpster to surprise an unwilling customer, and I would smile and tell him he’d get them next time. To keep his determination, he didn’t need the fish to bite – he just needed to see a mere glimmer of a thought in their head to follow his lure, even if they immediately turned tail and swam away. That meant that today, he must not have had anyone hear him out for even a second… that had to have hurt his ego.
I got an idea as to how to cheer him up as he turned back towards me. I smiled and stuck my arms out invitingly, and watched with sheer joy as his eyes widened, the sullen look on his face melting away. He quickly hustled over, practically jumping on me as he flew to land in my arms, his body enveloping mine as I dutifully caught him. I giggled as his arms quickly wormed their way under me and around my back (I had to sit up a bit for that), hugging himself to me as tightly as he could. He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, and I felt the tension in his body release as he sighed.
“NO [one-thousandth visitor] APPRECIATES ME LIKE YOU”, he muttered, letting out a quiet whine as my hands smoothed up and down his back.
“You just got unlucky today”, I reassured him. “Cyber City is chock-full of people who follow that ‘time is money’ mantra, you know.”
“TIME IS [[money]]”, he emphasized. “AND I’M WORTH [Neither competitor brand].”
I rolled my eyes – he put on faux confidence in front of everyone else, but I got a personal showing to all the self-degradation. It was comfortably quiet for a moment as I calculated when I should strike.
“Hey, Spams.”
“HMM?”
“You’re sort of right, about that whole ‘no one appreciates me like you’ thing.”
He huffed in amusement. “OF COURSE I’M [write a check].”
“I mean, I don’t think anyone loves your laugh as much as I do.” He squealed and jumped as I jabbed him in the sides, veering back to look at me with wide eyes. My smile only grew as I saw the gears in his head turn that surprise into understanding in real time.
“H-HEY HEY HEY, WHAT DO YOU [Get thin fast] YOU’RE DOING?” He sputtered, the corners of his mouth already nervously upturning more than usual.
“What?” I drawled innocently; if he was gonna play dumb, so was I. “I’m just appreciating you. Can’t I appreciate the best salesman in Cyber City?” I began gently wiggling my fingers on either side of his ribs, and he sharply inhaled before struggling to stifle giggles, heat rushing to his face from the teasing and complimenting.
“YOU’RE NOT! YOU’RE-” He cut himself off with a censored expletive as he tugged on his arms, to no avail. His eyes met mine with yet more realization, and we dropped our acts altogether. “YOU [trap remix] ME ON [Porpoise calls sound machine]?!” With the way we were laying, our combined weight kept his arms pinned beneath me, leaving him wide open.
“Yeah. Get played.” I quickly sped up my fingers, and he burst out laughing, squirming on top of me. “And now I’m gonna take allllll your customers because you’ll be too busy giggling!”
“YOHOU ARE SO [children eat free]”, he accused through his laughter, tossing and turning left and right what little he could.
“Me? Childish?!” I feigned outrage. “Mr. Spamton G. Spamton is calling me childish?!” He got much louder as I worked my fingers under his blazer, attacking his stomach, practically shrieking as he kicked his legs in protest.
“YOU’RE [Cheap coffins] WHEHEN I’M [fraudulent spending]!” He yelled, squawking as I hooked his legs under my own, keeping him right where I wanted him.
“Now there’s a good idea, just keep threatening the person with all the power. How’s that going for you, bigshot?” I started pinching his hips, and I giggled with delight as he snorted, much to his own horror, and it became a genuine struggle to keep him pinned as he started fighting twice as hard, fueled by his own embarrassment.
“HEHERE’S A [deal] FOR YOU! YOU LEHET ME-” He interrupted himself with a high-pitched shriek. “LEHEHET ME [go to your local dealership] AHAHAND I MIGHT [spare tires] YOU!”
“Oh, no, I’m so scared!” My fingers crawled up to under his arms, and I had to raise the volume of my voice just to hear myself over him. “What’s shortstack gonna do? Lecture me about pyramid schemes?”
“WHAHAHAT THE [Fortnite giftcards] DID YOU JUST CAHAHALL ME?!” He shrieked, looking up to shoot me an angry look, but it was completely cancelled out by his interjection. I chuckled at him, much to his dismay, before squeezing his waist, sending him into hysterics.
“Come on, just say ‘I’m not a failure’ and I’ll let you go.”
He was half-silent at that point – I knew he would never surrender. Even after a day full of being ignored back to back, his pride wouldn’t allow him a true loss. As he continued his wailing about revenge, I decided to give him the win.
“Alright, fine, I’m too intimidated to continue.” I propped myself up, Spamton immediately ripping his arms out from beneath us, panting and giggling breathlessly as he fell on his back opposite of me. After he recovered a bit, he mimicked my posture, glaring, face still extra flushed, and I just couldn’t take him seriously.
“YOU ARE THE [meanest] MOST [evil] PERSON ON THE [face me like a-] OF THE [Planet Fitness].” I laughed at his threat, only laughing harder as his teeth clacked shut in frustration.
“OH, YOU WANT SOMETHING TO [laugh out loud] ABOUT? I’LL [season of giving] YOU SOMETHING, ALRIGHT!” Before I could react, he was back on top of me, immediately shoving his hands underneath my shirt. I let out a bewildered shout before practically screaming with laughter as he dug his porcelain fingers in as furiously as he could, hands moving at light speed to every spot he could reach. Frantically blocking access to one area opened up others, and no matter what I did, I couldn’t seem to ever get a grip on him.
“SPAHAHAMS WAIT!” I squeaked, trying to curl in on myself, but he quickly forced his leg down on mine to keep them straight, hovering over me to keep me from sitting up.
“WAIT FOR [what]?” He chuckled evilly as he got an idea. “WAIT FOR MY LITTLE [number-one customer] TO STOP BEING SO [cute puppies for sale]?”
I shrieked in response to the unexpected compliments now being thrown my way, feeling heat rush to my face. Before I could even respond, he was chattering even more.
“IN FACT, IF YOU DON’T [stop scrolling] BEING SO CUTE, I JUST MIGHT HAVE TO [Kept you waiting, huh?] HERE FOREVER. BUT YOU WOULDN’T [Negative review] THAT, NOW, WOULD YOU?” He added smugly. “NOT THAT IT WOULD [damage warranty] MY [[reputation]]. I’M JUST THAT [[Big]] OF A [shot].” Well, at least his self-confidence was back… even if I was paying for it dearly.
“TELL YOU WHAT, HERE’S AN [Amazing deals] FOR YOU! YOU ADMIT THAT I’M [Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger] AT TICKLING AND I’LL [give you an extra month free]! HOW’S THAT SOUND?”
I had somehow wound up on my stomach during his monologue, screeching as he started furiously tasering my ribs. “OKAYOKAYOKAY IT’S A DEAHEAHEAL!”
“GLAD TO HEAR IT.” He immediately stopped, and I melted into exhausted, flustered giggles as he gently scooped me up, turning me onto my back like a gas station hotdog roller. He gazed down at me with adoring eyes and sighed, and I was so caught up in being embarrassed that I didn’t catch that there was still a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.
“SO, ABOUT OUR [dealership]…”
“Mhm?” I mumbled tiredly, head resting against his shoulder as he pulled me into his lap.
“DID YOU READ THE [[fine print]]?”
My brain was working in slow motion — I knew this was one of his bits, I just didn’t realize the impending danger. “Huh?”
“IT SAYS I’M NOW [law team] OBLIGATED TO DO THIS.”
Before I could react, he ducked his head down and started blowing raspberries, holding me tightly against him as I squawked and scrabbled in his arms, making an unfortunate array of noises.
“SPAHAHAMTON!” I cried out — it felt like my face was going to burst into flames, and I could’ve sworn I started getting lightheaded as he chuckled before setting me back down.
“ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT…” He nuzzled his face into the side of mine, and I heard a distinct purring sound rumbling in his chest.
“You are terrifyingly good at tickling”, I muttered, eyes fluttering shut as he stroked up and down my back.
“YOU’VE GOTTA [hands-on training] HOW TO ROLL WITH THE [Bam! Pow!] IF YOU WANNA [Make it big], AND SOMETIMES THAT MEANS [[Coochie coochie coo!]] OTHER [[Unlucky sons of-]] UNTIL THEY GET OUT OF YOUR [alleyway]. MY LINE OF [erratic behavior] CAN GET [Heated blanket $20.99]. YOU ALWAYS GOTTA BE [Bulk-buying toilet paper].”
I quietly hummed in acknowledgement as he continued on, struggling to stay awake, and eventually fell asleep to the comforting drone of his voice after I reignited his passion in the art of scamming. Mission accomplished.
Why do I now imagine after this...cue black sapphire coming back to give apology tickles...to cover up the mean tickles...replace the bad experience with a good one lol! Make it so when y/n thinks to the last tickle session...it's not a bad experience lol!
Need to explore more of Black Sapphire being a fluffy ler bc I've only ever imagined him being an asshole 💔
ONE LAST POST BEFORE 2025 YEY goal for 2026 is post my first full color + shading art piece and possibly make that plural. Also hope everyone had a good Christmas and/or enjoyed the holidays ^_^
