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About Me
I go by Aphro, 22 years of age and I’m a Lee - leaning Switch.
I like tickling in a platonic and playful way with friends and family (in a platonic/nonsexual way ofc) but it’s also my main fetish and that’s where it becomes more intense. 🤭
My blog will always be sfw so it's a safe space for minors too (still 16+). Be aware that some posts especially my writing is full of foul language and also contains lot's of non-con tickling (yep that’s my thing). If that doesn’t appeal to you, I suggest to go and read some fluffy stories from another author. There are many adorable and talented writers out there!
Since my mother tongue isn't English I expect some grammar mistakes in my writing but I hope y'all can enjoy it anyways!
Feel free to shoot me a dm (or an anonymous message if you're shy). I'm always open to meet new people in the community and love to get some Fic requests as well! Just don't be a weirdo, alright? See ya!
Y’know whats one of my favourite interactions between two people?
When someone makes another absolutely break down laughing, whether it be by a well executed joke or a dumb action they did. Their pure joy of being the cause of someone laughing that hard.
Then, instead of simply letting the other calm down, they continue to instigate & provoke them. Repeat the joke, saying something even funnier, knowing full well they’ll cause that same response of uncontrollable laughter alllll over again.
That is just— too cute to me. It’s so playful and sweet, being so charmed by another’s laughter that can’t help yourself from pushing their buttons. <3
was tthere ever an instance where you cried from fear when you got tickled?
Hey peeps! 🐥
I know, I know. I‘m very inactive atm. There’s a lot going on rn :/
But I got this ask in my inbox and I immediately remembered a story from my childhood:
I was somewhat between 6 and 7 years old when a group of girls made fun of me in summer camp because I played with the boys instead of them. They were a little older and I suppose they liked the boys I befriended with.
One day the leader of their group ordered the other girls to carry me off to the woods nearby (I guess they wanted to do something none of the adult team leaders should see). Of course I got scared and decided to hold onto a small tree, so my hands could hold onto each other with my arms wrapped around the trunk.
When they failed loosening my grip, the group leader decided to step in herself and came up to me with a wicked grin: „Let’s see if she’s ticklish.“
I knew damn well I was so I got really scared cause I knew they would carry me into the woods and probably also use that knowledge as a punishment. Willingly or not, I started crying the second she touched my sides.
She didn’t know what hit her and let go of me in an instant so I took the chance and escaped.
This time I’ve been only one of the spectators and I was sooo happy this one wasn’t about me! 😂 Believe me, I’d have sinken into the ground out of embarrassment!
So we’ve had a company party last weekend and one of the guys (Joey) brought his girlfriend (she’s also a friend of mine and knows most of the boys already). When it got colder, some of them put their company jackets on. So did Joey.
All of a sudden his girlfriend snuck up behind one of the other guys and started tickling his sides from behind! The guy (that was not her boyfriend 😂) got startled and turned towards her. That’s when she got pale. She thought our coworker was her partner, cause they resembled each other from behind. So she tickled a stranger out of the blue! 😂
When I realized what just happened, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. This situation was just so funny! The way they were staring at each other and she started stumbling an excuse… just great! Of course the other asked what happened and I was glad our coworker (that got tickled) explained it to them, so I didn’t have to use the t-word. The girl was deeply embarrassed when everyone started laughing (except for her boyfriend Joey ofc).
Shortly after I became her victim cause I laughed at her but when I tell you, I had no choice! How would you have reacted?
I saw the clip and it was the worst thing imaginable
The way kinks/fetishes/interests are portrayed in the media is literally so gross!!!! Like as a director what was the reason!!!?!?? Especially given what the character went through like damn
The Boys is one of my favorite shows (even though it‘s clearly oversexualized by now) but this episode?! (It’s S4 Ep6 btw, you can watch it on prime)
Let me sum up what happened before I start complaining: One of the characters gets lured into some sort of sm basement where he‘s forced to do disgusting things (against his will) to please the one who lured him in. After that, they tie him up and a woman tickles and licks his feet (but in a weird, aggressive and disgusting way with lots of vulgar and crude language).
It’s already pretty messed up that our kink is portrayed along such weird shit. In my eyes it’s one of the most wholesome kinks to ever exist and still most of us knismos (me included) are full of shame. The show is not creating tolerance by presenting different kinks but quite the contrary. They make fun of it.
So what was even worse than being portrayed like this in a popular show: I was watching the latest episode with my partner (who I still haven’t told about my love for tickling) and after that episode it seems even more impossible. Normally we laugh about these kind of scenes but this time it was so weird no one even spoke.
how old were you and your cousins when you started having the infamous tickling battles? 🥺
Hello everyone! Long time no see!
Since I received numerous messages (there are even more) about one of my Cousins, I decided to come back with a little Q&A!
First of all, I think it’s time do give him a name so y’all don’t have to refer to him as ‘MMA cousin’ 😂 for better understanding we’ll call him Aiden, alright?
So i generated two pictures for y’all by describing us in much detail and I gotta say he actually looks almost exactly like that! While I look a little more linke the girl in the left, he resembles the guy in the right a little more. Aiden and I are almost the same age (actually 10 days difference), so we grew up like twins and many said we even looked like twins until the age of 13. When we were little, I didn’t like him that much because he always teased me (and also used his brothers for backup). That was his only form of communication until we were about 10 years old.
One day, all of a sudden, he came up to me from behind and tickled my sides in front of our whole family! I was so embarrassed that I ran away 🫠 and he came after me…
Oh well that day was the beginning of our Lee & Ler dynamics. He continued tickling me the whole day, chasing me around the house and I didn’t know what to do! I was in that age I started realizing my fixation on tickling is probably out of the norm and I was highly afraid anyone would notice. And then he came around and just made no freaking secret of his own liking for it! I was in shock 😂
When he continued tickling me every time we saw each other, I started realizing it’s his new way of teasing and it was almost adorable how much he loved making people laugh. Tbf when we were little, he was always the victim of tickle attacks since he was the youngest out of his siblings. He got humbled right before my eyes about a hundred times and I never came to help him (because I was afraid myself, ok?). When we were ten, he finally started striking back and seemed to develop a taste for the powerful position.
As you can see in the pictures, he’s a big, tough guy and he started getting big in the tender age of 13. We both got into Martial Arts and Powerlifting at the same time what welded us together but he made muuuch more progress (at least in the Gym) in a short time. He became bigger and bigger and I tried to keep up through technique. But since He learned almost the same stuff it was impossible to be a match for him. We loved to play fight and show each other tricks we’ve learned but when we turned 14 I knew I’d only win with a good portion of luck and on our 15th birthday I knew, I wouldn’t win at all. Never again. He’s one of the very few people I can’t overpower fighting so I stand no freaking chance when it comes to tickling.
We’re now both 22 (to the Anon who asked that question) and I definitely had the most influential and intense tickle experiences with him. Since we fought all the time (for fun though) it often lead to tickling. When we grew older, he insisted in a fair win but as soon as he had me in a chokehold, leg lock, armbar or whatever, he started tickling ruthlessly. I had no chance, no way to escape. Sometimes our showdowns got a little too wild and our moms were really mad about the injuries we suffered. But we had our fun, believe it or not 😂
Oh well, I realized I still didn’t answer most of the questions… alright let’s get into that:
1. Here’s the irl-story the Anon is referring to. I don’t exactly know how long it went on. I get the feeling it always seems to be longer than it actually is, cause it’s torture ya know? Probably two minutes or so. And he definitely does both. When he has me in a good headlock or another position I can’t move, he love’s to go for the light scribbles, pokes and little squeezes. He loves to tease and enjoy my helplessness. In all other scenarios he has to tickle more rough cause I’m fighting back with all I got. But I couldn’t say who ich one is worse. Both are!
2. I’d say every time Aiden had me captured with no one around was pretty intense. Sometimes I was actually pretty afraid of him, cause he often goes overboard when we are alone. Somehow he pulls himself together when we have an audience. But I remember one time, we were about 16 years old, we had a sit-in with our cousins and some friends, when he and one of our cousins sat on each of my arms and tickle my upper body without any mercy in front of all these people! That one was even worse than the merciless attacks in private. What made it even more unbearable, was that the other cousins gf was watching us as well. Ugh I was so ashamed! Her face said it all: She hated seeing her boyfriend having the time of his life by tickling the shit out of his female cousin.
3. Yeah I have a pretty entertaining story in mind but I guess that go beyond the scope completely. I’ll write another irl-story about it soon!
Hope you liked the little story time! See you soon! 🌞
I already reposted this once, claiming me and my buddies are just the same but today I came back with an example that’s almost exactly what happens in the little clip above 😂
Let‘s head right into it!
Arms Up!
Yesterday me and my coworker Joey (who’s also one of my closest friends) tried to move a massive wooden plate (I‘d say it was about 200-250 pounds). You gotta know it was his project and already completely finished, what means we had to be very careful with it. Any kind of damage would mean a lot of extra work for him (and and execution for me 😅) . We had to carry it pretty high to get it into the spot we needed it to be so we lifted it above our heads.
Yea, you guessed it - it came as it had to come 🫠 : While I was pretty tensed and concentrated, one of our coworkers came up to me from behind. He (very, very lightly) poked into that forbidden spot right above the ribs, beneath the armpit, while chirping a teasing: „Tickle, tickle!“
Clearly he didn’t expect me to actually react to it since he barely touched me but the unexpected sensation in this very sensitive area was too much for me. Even though he simply wanted to make a little joke, showing me he could tickle me too well in such a vulnerable position, my body moved before my brain could stop it: My arms shot down and I almost slammed the expensive piece of furniture on the sharp screw clamps on the table beneath it. Luckily I could stop it from falling when my biceps finally covered my sides again, half of a second later. Joeys face had turned white and his eyes were wide with shock. When everyone realized the furniture was undamaged, he started chuckling at my reaction and also our coworker giggled in relive.
„Whoa that was close!“, our coworker sighed while we finally moved our heavy object in the right spot.
„Man, you can’t do that to her in such a situation! She almost dropped it!“, Joey disciplined him while shaking his head at me (as if it was my fault?!)
„I didn‘t know she was that sensitive.“, he chuckled and punched me against the shoulder. „Wimp!“
„Wanna repeat that?“, I threatened him.
„What? Your sensitiveness?“, he mocked me (and damn I didn’t expect it)
I was to embarrassed to repeat anything so I just gave him a quick but hard punch and left, knowing I lost.
Okay, okay, but why are kids the biggest tickle-maniacs sometimes??
I gotta tell y‘all what my lil nephew put me through yesterday!
„I‘m ticklish all over!“
So I spent this Saturday with my nephew and the trouble started when this lovely child put his feet in my lap during lunch time saying: “I’m ticklish all over, you know?”
I didn’t really know how to respond to that, so I scribbled my nails over his little feet with a cheeky smile but he didn’t pull away what made me look at him like this: 🤨
He simply ate his meal in peace, feet still resting in my lap. I then started kneading is toes (I mean I can’t have him fool me like that, right?). He started giggling and wanted me to stop what I immediately did (consent is very important with children) but his feet stayed in my lap!
Later, in the evening, he repeated himself out of the blue, while I was brushing his hair: “I’m ticklish all over.”
I chuckled because of the randomness and repeated: “Well, that sucks for you.” Then I gave him a few gentle Rib/Armpit pokes and he giggled happily what was pretty adorable.
I continued brushing and blow drying his hair and we started playing a little game when I asked him “What’s my eye color?”. Obviously I closed my eyes so he couldn’t cheat but oh boy- If I had known what he was up to! All of a sudden his little fingers scribbled over my neck and I cried out in surprise and flinched away. I had to open my eyes involuntary and glared at him before I quickly closed them again (but not completely this time so I could detect his next move).
“Hah! I knew you were ticklish!”, he giggled happily and before I even saw it coming through my almost closed eyes, his little hand was at my armpits and he started tickling there with much more power and precision than I would’ve ever expected from him. Once more I flinched and couldn’t stifle a surprised giggle what made him laugh at me: “Haha! You’re ticklish!”
Damnit. This time I opened my eyes and his next comment was: “Blue.”
“Blue?”, I looked at him confusedly.
“Your eyes are blue.”, he grinned knowing exactly he didn’t play fairly.
“You little-”, I suppressed the next word and sighed. “Don’t do that again or I’ll make you regret it.”
Well- I should’ve known this wasn’t a threat to him. He seemed to like being tickled. Nevertheless I was surprised by his respond: “Beware, Imma tickle you!” There was no fear in his eyes y’all. But there was fear in mine. So I pulled myself together and remembered he’s an eight-year old boy and I shouldn’t be afraid of him since I’m an experienced fighter… but something was different between him and my friends: I couldn’t really threaten him, I couldn’t punch him or get him in an arm bar or something. I couldn’t even get away from him!
When I read him a bedtime story he started tickling my foot out of the blue and I didn’t see it coming- again. So I jumped at his slightest touch- again. He had the time of his life y’all. I bet he never tickled an adult that responded so much to it and he clearly loved it.
I should’ve known better but sometimes I lay in bed next to him until he’s sound asleep so I agreed when he asked me to join him. It was a trap. Obviously it was a trap.
I often act as if I’m asleep so he stops talking to me (otherwise he never sleeps) but this time he started tickling my armpit and I just couldn’t hold it in. I managed to stay silent for about two seconds while repeating in my head he’s no threat and there’s no need to panic but it was hopeless.
After a few failed attempts I got out of his bed and wished him a good night. He still laughed at me when I closed the door to his room.
I got ridiculed by my eight-year-old nephew. Dang.
A caption by @ticklecult about “tickling making life worth living” has had me reflecting on this notion for a while now. Upon first glance, one might think such a remark is frivolous, in jest, or even sad. But I actually think this little statement is full of wisdom and potency.
I know I for one have often felt a sense of shame for how intensely I love tickling (and feet). Surely such passion should be reserved for something more “meaningful,” the moralistic side of me thinks. And surely I should be better able to tame my erotic obsessions.
But you know what? It’s amazing to have something we love as much as tickling. Very few people have something that brings them such a thrill, such excitement, such joy. We should embrace and cherish it as something that truly does make our lives worth living.
It’s hard to be a human being in this world, especially right now. I hope we all have a lot of things that make life worth living despite all the difficulty and pain of this world, but if tickling is the only one sometimes, then I say it’s a damn good one.
When I see, hear about, or read about someone being tickled, my heart bursts with love and passion: it’s so beautiful. It’s incredible to see someone so vulnerable, to see someone’s façades and fronts stripped away so completely. It’s heartbreakingly beautiful and erotic to see someone struggle to maintain control. We’re all such beautiful, tender, magical creatures.
And even if there wasn’t some wisdom to be gleaned from “making sense” out of what tickling reveals, simply to have something that makes our hearts pound and makes us feel so alive is a true gift. Cherish it, embrace it, share it with others. Life is short, and being so wildly passionate about something very much makes it worth living.
I got a few small interactions of the past days for you! The first one‘s about a little get together I’ve been invited to last weekend.
I only knew a few people except for the host who’s an old friend of mine. It was the first time I met his army friends who were actually pretty funny dudes that were joking around all the time. At some point we got to the topic ‚fetishes‘ and also foot fetishes specifically. Since that’s not my thing I had no problem talking about it (actually I‘m only shy when it comes to tickling 🫠 apart from that I‘m hardly ashamed of anything). One of the boys was acting a little suspicious since he knew a lot more of the fetish, where to get foot pics etc. so the other guys were making fun of him and he blushed so hard I decided to stand by him.
But later that evening when my friend tried to tickle my foot and I managed to dodge it in time that guy looked at me in a (idk how to say it) possessive way? He stared at me for a few whole minutes and I was like - alright dude… foot fetishists aren‘t creepy at all (actually I know a few pretty cool dudes) but you make it look like they are… stop. staring.
Alright the other one‘s about two of my coworkers. They discovered I‘m ticklish a while ago and took advantage of it a few times already (as you can see here). It’s always fun working with them but it can get exhausting from time to time since they always team up against me in absolutely everything. They search for a weakness and dig right into it. Literally.
This time was no excuse. I was in the car with one of them (let‘s call him Derek for better understanding) and I‘ve had a bad muscle ache the whole day already. When we arrived at our work place I stretched my back by bending forward in the passenger seat, my arms dangling next to my ankles.
„Ow, are you that sore?“, he mocked me with a grin and I nodded silently.
„Where‘s the pain? Over here?“ Before I could even react or look at him he poked right into my back ribs (a really f*cking ticklish spot (he knows that) and also etremely sore from my latest boxing class) The weird mixture of pain and the ticklish sensation made me flinch so hard and I didn‘t scream, no I roared!
He laughed at me when I got out of the car while calling him a douchebag, only to tell our coworker (we‘ll call him Luke) about it while I was working right next to them! Derek then began to explain where to poke exactly to get the best reaction from me and I was like- excuse you?? NO.
Well, it came as it had to come: Later that day I was working with Luke who was making fun of my poor posture all the time. When he was holding his lower back, limping like an old man, I told him that‘s not even the spot I‘m in pain. He then asked me: „Oh right, where is it then?“
I rolled my eyes at him: „I’m not telling you, obviously.“ And right when I leaned forward to pull the ladder closer, he poked into my back ribs, right into the spot Derek showed him, forcing me to make that strange roaring noise again. Guys it wasn‘t cute at all. It just really showed how much that little poke affected me. Bad thing is, while Derek‘s pretty ticklish himself, it doesn’t affect Luke at all. I‘m actually a lot stronger than him (yea I‘m a 5‘7 girl and he‘s a 6‘4 guy but I‘m a martial artist - and he is not 🤭). So he loves this advantage a bit too much and used it quite often that day.
The next day it became even worse. Right in the morning I told them my muscle ache was gone. I was confident they would loose interest by then but oh boy I was wrooong.
It didn‘t take them ten minutes until Derek saw his first possibility to f*cking stab me with his index fingers right into my ribcage! I couldn‘t stifle a tortured gasp. Of course the boys made fun of that noise with sentences like „Did you year that?“ or „She can‘t take it in that spot at all! She always freaks out!“.
Yea. They then continued by positioning themselves left and right to poke me alternately. I stood no chance y‘all…
So this one’s about my really good childhood friend that’s still one of my closest friends.
Yesterday we’ve been on a walk with my dog and I teased him about something he just said while putting my arm around his shoulders. He put his arm around my waist, as if he wanted to be chummy and hug me back but instead he deceitfully got back at me by squeezing my side as many times as possible, before I managed to get away.
Well I let him get away with it since I started the little argument but he really wanted to test the limits that evening!
Later, my bf had friends over as well but they had a game going on in the room next to us, we decided to play some Mario Cart.
He gave me some pokes here and there randomly. Not that he needed a distraction. Tickling me has always been his little entertaining program. I have to admit that I sucked, even without the distraction. I didn’t win one single match. Tbh I’m not used to being the loser. Not at all. I realized, I suck at loosing even more than at the game when I threw my body upon him mid game, to block his sight. He wasn’t amused about my cheating attempt and tried to fight me off while keeping his lead. But no matter what he tried, I stayed on top of him, catching up slowly but surely. Ofc he couldn’t let that happen so he threw his controller away for a sec and clawed into my sides aggressively: “Off of me, cheater!”
Now I had to give up and hurried away. (Not so) Fun Fact: I actually lost even this game and got pretty fed up when he laughed at me, saying that I wouldn’t even have a chance cheating.
Like, excuse me?? Never make fun of a sore loser!
I threw a pillow at him, that hit his face just perfectly. I may be bad at Mario Cart but I’m a champion when it comes to being a pain in the a$$ 😈
But did I consider that he’s not only an experienced martial artist and power lifter but also a member of the special operations forces? I did not.
He slowly turned his head into my direction with a warning glance on his face and I knew I was screwed. I immediately thought about Jon (my bf) and his friends next door. He tolerates my friend but I got the feeling he never liked him much, because he once had a crush on me (that has probably never gone away completely). So Jon would definitely hate the sight of me being pinned down and tickled by him. I had to do everything in my powers to prevent him from tickling me. Since can’t keep my mouth shut when being tickled and Jon would notice.
When I still tried to think about a solution, the first pillow hit me with so much power, I lost my balance and fell on my back. He immediately fired four more pillows at me, then he grabbed my arm to trap me in an ‘armbar’ (a Jiu-Jitsu technique). Luckily I knew this technique pretty well, since it was my favorite move when I performed this martial art years ago. So I knew exactly how to dodge it. I easily slipped out of his grip and pounced on him: “Are you actually trying to defeat me with Jiu Jitsu?!”
I threw a pillow in his face and laughed: “You should’ve known better!”
“Right.”, he snarled and I felt his hands at my sides again. Oh no.
I tried to keep my mouth shut while getting off of him but he followed me and immediately turned the tables by pouncing on me. A few seconds later he was sitting on my waist, almost choking me with a pillow and I knew too damn well what would happen next. So I had to act even faster: I blindly grabbed him by the waist and started scribbling over his stone hard torso.
Guys I’m so weak for strong, tough men crumbling down because of a little tickling 🫠 it really got me when he was forced to let go of me only to get away from my wiggling fingers. It was the cutest! 😩 I grow a huge liking for being the Ler these days 🥰 He was giggling and squealing like a little kid.
I was floating on cloud nine and would’ve loved to go on but he quickly disappeared and I knew he’d overpower me and tickle me to hell and back if I dare to attack him again. So we made a peace agreement but it was kinda revealing how quickly he raised the white flag when I tickled him. I guess I gotta try again soon 🤭
After a while I finally won my first (and last 😩) game and right when I celebrated my great victory he pounced on me to destroy it with a tickle attack. Who’s the sore loser now, huh? I only won one single time and he couldn’t take it!
As you can see our friendship has plenty of space for tickling and I guess it’s time I take part more actively since he’s definitely the most ticklish of all of my friends and therefore the easiest target, despite all that muscle. Wish me luck 🍀🤞🏽
Hey guys, hope you’re all doing great! Seems like I‘m back with another IRL tickle story from last weekend!
So me and some of my friends and their friends went on a trip together and a few 🪶-things happened:
At some point we were standing in a circle, chatting while waiting for the rest of the group to come back when my best friend Joey poked his girlfriends sides. He tried to annoy her but she didn`t react much so eventually he stopped. Then our eyes met all of a sudden. After we had a short staring contest, he started grinning and I immediately knew what he was up to. So I warned him: „Don`t even think about it!“ but the next moment he came up to me with wiggling fingers, just like Gojo in the GIF above.
I panicked immediately and made a few quick steps backwards with all our friends monitoring closely. Then I quickly caught his wrists when he tried to grab me and gave him a warning glance. I wasn`t expecting him to actually retreat but he gave up at this point. But when I thought I won the battle, I actually lost the war.
A few hours later we were eating dinner at a restaurant. I was sitting next to his girlfriend, that`s also a friend of mine (not as close as Joey but still). I made a joke at her expense and everyone laughed when she suddenly poked my side! When I tell you I didn`t see that coming! I jumped and almost dropped my fork. When she realized how well this was working on me, she started pinching my side and I couldn`t help but start giggling while waving the fork wildly and almost stabbing her by accident. She then warned me to not make fun of her again and finally stopped the tickling. Of course everyone had noticed what was going on at this point.
But that was only the beginning. What can I say? I‘m a provocative person and I love to make fun of others in a playful, cheeky manner. So after a while, I messed with her again and tbh I didn‘t expect her to attack me with straight tickles again! She was more confident this time and I was pretty much trapped between her and the wall. Well that was messed up. She then started tickling me from time to time just because she seemed to take pleasure in it.
I think it was the first time I was tickled by another woman without being able to do something about it. Was kinda fun ngl 🤭
Hello! I wondered if you're willing to write a Vikings Fic about Björn and Rollo? I'd love to read sth about Rollo tickling Björn to pieces, being the only one who's a match for Ironside. That would be great!
Ahhh I loved this idea from the moment I read this request! They‘re a great match! Hope you‘ll enjoy Anon!
I‘m not a child anymore!
Summary: Björn defeats his uncle in practice and starts making fun of him so Rollo decides to teach his nephew some manners. Who needs a sword to put someone in his place when he has ten perfectly fine fingers?
sfw nsfw
Ler/Rollo; Lee/Björn
It was one of those skill-trainings, Rollo realized his nephew wasn‘t the little boy he could overpower easily, anymore.
Björn proved once again he earned the name Ironside for good reasons. There was no way through his guard. No matter what Rollo tried, his sword didn’t hit anything but Björns wooden shield.
„This is ridiculous! Who trained you like that?!“, Rollo yelped, noticing his endurance wasn‘t a match for his twenty-fife year old nephew, who was bursting with power.
„I think that‘s your own fault, old man.“, Björn mocked with a wide grin when he suddenly pushed Rollo backwards. The older Viking stumbled and almost fell. Björn used this moment of diversion and unarmed Rollo with his sword. His uncle didn‘t know what hit him when his sword landed in the mud next to him.
He let go of his shield as well, accepting his defeat and faced his nephew unarmed: „I don‘t know wether I should feel proud or humiliated.“
„You probably should feel honored, being beaten by the most powerful Viking, Björn Ironside!“, Björn bragged a little too confident for Rollos taste. When his nephew threw away his weapons to take a sip of water, Rollo followed him to the side of the river.
„Pretty bold for someone in tickling distance.“, the buff Viking smirked, his arms folded in front of his chest.
Björn stopped drinking the crystal clear water and looked at his uncle with an amused expression on his face: „I‘m not ticklish.“
„Oh you‘re not? I remember differently.“, Rollo shortened the distance between them but Björn didn‘t seem afraid at all.
„I‘m not a child anymore.“, he laughed at his uncle who started to wiggle his fingers in his direction. „Don‘t make a fool out of yourself, sore loser!“
„I may trained you well, but I totally sucked at teaching you some manners, obviously. Time to make up for that!“ , without further warning, Rollo tackled Björn into the sand and immediately clawed into his nephews strong ab muscles.
Björn seemed surprised. Not only because of the sudden attack but mostly because of the uncommon feeling he lastly experienced as a child.
„W-Wahahait! Thahat‘s rihihidiculousahaha!“, Björn instantly giggled, trying to push Rollo away, who grinned from ear to ear, realizing his nephew indeed was still as ticklish as fifteen years ago.
„Not a child anymore, huh?“, Rollo chuckled when he finally managed to place himself on top of Björns midriff and started to quickly poke all over his chest, ribs and right below the armpits. Björn did his best to catch his hands but he was too distracted because of these unbearable sensations that forced him to laugh helplessly.
„Fuhuck youhuhu! Stahahap!!“, Björn shook his head from left to right, when Rollo suddenly caught one of his wrists with the non-tickling hand. Björns crystal-blue eyes widened when his laughing uncle pinned his muscular arm above his head.
„I wonder if this is still one of your weak spots?“, Rollo formed a claw with his free hand and spidered his fingers in the direction of Björn exposed armpit.
„Nonono!“, the younger Vikings started twitching and humping, tying to shake his uncle off, but Rollo had immobilized him quite well. „Fuhuhuck stahahap thahat!“
„Haha! What‘s so funny? I didn’t even touch you yet!“, Rollo laughed along, amused about the helpless giggling of his oh-so-tough nephew. Then he spidered his fingers lightly all over Björns bicep towards his armpit and down to his ribs, enjoying the forced twitches of his nephew, that pressed his lips together. No matter how badly he was trying to deprive Rollos satisfaction by not laughing, it didn‘t work. Rollo saw his shaking lips, him almost breaking before he even started.
„Aww playing tough now, huh Ironside? Probably this one will teach you some manners!“, Rollo chuckled and placed two fingers right in that horribly sensitive spot between underarm and upper ribs. „Any last words?“
„I‘ll gehet youhu bahack for thihis ohold man!“, Björn tried to threaten but the involuntary giggles that slipped in the process didn‘t make him seem any fearsome.
„Oh boy you will suffer so bad for this!“, Rollo grinned and started massaging his two fingers with light pressure at said spot. Björn let out a tortured groan, then fell into a laughing fit: „OKOKOK FIHINE I‘M SOHOHORRY!“
„Too late for that!“, Rollo started scribbling all fingers with increased pressure over his nephews underarms and ribs before he clawed into his armpits and stayed at that extremely bad spot. Björn shook his head from left to right and tried to push his uncles hand away with his free arm while laughing hysterically. In fact, Rollo had never seen him laughing like this. Loud, resounding warm laughter. He started developing a liking for it. He had tickled his little brother Ragnar, Björns father, all the time when they were children and young adults and he almost forgot how much fun it was!
„Where‘s your guard now, Ironside? It seems to me your iron can‘t be broken by swords but by feathers, huh?“, Rollo mocked him back, watching him melt more and more under his touch.
„FUHUCKER! LEHEHET GOHOHO!“, Björn almost screamed between his loud laughter.
„That‘s all you can take? Guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the trunk. Your father was quite a quitter when it came to tickling as well.“, Rollo laughed gleefully.
„WEHE WILL SEE HOHOW GOHOOD YOUHU CAN HANDLEHE IT!“, Björn threatened out of breath, clearly plotting his revenge already.
„How come you think threatening your suppressor would be a good idea?“, Rollo asked, then clawed both hand into Björns upper back ribs what nearly drove him crazy. His nephew screamed in agony and tried to prevent him from continuing by pressing his arms on his body as tight as he could.
„AHAHAHA I‘M SOHOHORRY! PLEHEHEASE HAHAVE MEHERCY!!“, Björn seemed he had lost hope getting out by himself and started appealing to Rollos empathy.
„I‘m not sure you learned your lesson yet.“, Rollo made a pensive face. „Did you?“
„YEHEHES! YES! FUHUHUCK YEHEHES!“, Björn screamed on top of his lungs. His face was bright red and his eyes almost a little watery.
„Alright, alright.“, Rollo chuckled and let go of him.
Björn needed a moment, laying flat on his back while still giggling. Rollo stood up and reached for his hand.
„Youhu bahastard.“, he giggled, taking the offered hand slowly. „Now you‘re fucked!“
Rollo, who thought Björn was at the end of his tether, was more than surprised when his nephew suddenly pulled him down with enormous power.
„Uahhh! What the-?!“, Rollo didn‘t know what hit him wehen hey started rolling over the ground, trying to get ahold of each other. „You little brat! That‘s it! No more mercy!“. Rollo huffed when Björn finally got the upper hand and placed his upper body across and on top of Rollo‘s.
Björn looked right into his uncles shocked face with a wolffish grin: „You‘re right. No more mercy.“
I answered 4. already so Imma skip this one but you can look it up over here if you want!
7. How does tickling make you feel?
When I tickle people I‘m close with, it‘s mostly because I wanna see them happy and hear their laugh. In these cases my whole body gets flooded with serotonin. I mean they‘re sooo cute squirming and giggling like that 🥹
Sometimes I tickle someone for punishment or to annoy them (rarely, only my bf or a bratty family member). Then it gives me a feeling of power and control but still I keep it playful. I‘d love to be a ruthless Tickle-Monster but in fact I suck at that 😂 I only like it when I see my Lee‘s having fun with it as well. Would probably be different with someone who shares the kink.
As a Lee (aka. me 99% of the time) tickling is mostly playful, innocent power play between me and my friends and family what usually makes me feel a little shy but also happy and excited. Often it‘s embarrassing and way too much for me in the moment but I like to think about the whole situation afterwards. Gives me little butterflies. 🦋
There’s also a flirty and stimulating site to it. For example back when my bf and I were in our flirty-stage, he started tickling me all the time, what made me feel even more attracted to him.
13. Is there a tickling fantasy or scenario that you‘ve always wanted to experience?
First of all something pretty unspectacular: I wanna be tied down for once! Since I never spoke to someone irl about that kink of mine, I never experienced something like that.
I wanna know how it feels like, not being able to fight back or cover up a bad spot. I wanna be teased and helplessly exposed. And I‘m pretty sure I‘d regret saying any of this if I‘m actually in such a situation haha.
After such an experience I probably would like to try out different things like little challenges, games or roleplay, different positions, spots etc. 🤭
4. What's a good way to start a conversation with you?
5. On a scale of 1-10, how intense do you like to tickle or be tickled?
6. If you had to listen to three pieces of music for the rest of your life, which three works would you choose?
Oh heya cutie! 🌞
Thanks for the asks! Let‘s get right into it!
4. On here or in general?
If we‘re talking about approaching me on Tumblr I‘d say just don‘t be a weirdo and it‘s surely never a good idea to start the convo with tickle talks. Just sain’.
5. Actually it‘s hard to answer this one. The most intense tickling I experienced was being pinned down. While I tried my hardest to escape (and I‘m really good at this stuff) the Ler tried his best to get a proper tickling in but ofc he can‘t concentrate on it fully. Nevertheless being pinned and tickled sporadically for a few seconds finishes me every time so I guess I won‘t handle intense tickling well but I wanna experience it.
Light tickling is so cute and flirty though…
6. ok ok hear me out:
We Have It All by Pim Stones
Patience by Take That
Riptide by Vance Joy
Was a tough one! These 3 are core-memory songs that remind me of special moments & people so I never wanna miss them <3