Tickling - Blog Posts
I’m not much of a ler but the idea of having the power to make a man beg for me to start tickling him instead of just grazing my lips against his ticklish spots has to be the cutest and hottest thing I’ve ever thought of.
“P-plehehase!”, “F-fuhuhuck!” In between pretty little moans and giggles <3
“Awww, but I’m still having my fun~!” <3
If this is too much detail for a flash fic, please feel free to ignore this!! But I was thinking something where Spencer and Derek have to go undercover as a couple for something (maybe to a gay bar or something bc that’s where the unsub seems to be picking people up) and someone tries to flirt with Spencer and Derek starts to play the boyfriend act a little too well??👀
It wasn’t necessarily unusual, snaking his arm around Spencer, but Derek had to admit it felt strange to keep it there for longer. He wasn’t used to feeling the curve of his body moving as he swayed along to the music, maybe mostly because Derek himself was swaying and pulling him along with him. The bar was crowded, the music loud, and Derek knew Spencer would get overstimulated soon and so they tried to be quick about it. Only it was no easy task to hurry up a stake out, especially when they barely knew what they were looking for. It was pride month, so obviously the bar was spilling over with music and laughter and dancing bodies, all celebrating, all happy.
Derek gave Spencer’s side a squeeze. “Wanna dance?”
Reid turned to look at him, a deer caught in headlights. “Now?”
“Just for a moment. Scout the room out. Then we’ll know where it’s best to position us.” While all of it was true Derek had also suggested it because he wanted to see Spencer dance to techno, as one does. He was wearing a tight light blue relatively cropped shirt to Derek black net shirt. Maybe them being chosen to go undercover to a gay bar as a couple wasn’t as odd as Derek had first thought. Derek had the clubbing experience and Reid had the gay bar one, albeit on a much lower scale.
“Maybe we should get a drink first,” Spencer said, turning his body toward the bar. “Are we allowed to drink on the clock? Maybe we shouldn’t. Maybe we should get sodas.”
Derek squeezed his side again, content when he felt the muscles tense up. “Come on, one dance.”
“Morgan, please-”
A drink as big as Spencer’s head was suddenly presented right in front of them, and when Morgan looked up a man looking much too smug was grinning at them from behind it. “I took the liberty of buying you a drink.” He all but forced it into Spencer’s hands. “I hope that’s okay,” he said, and Derek could’ve sworn he glanced over at him condescendingly for a second.
“Oh, I, uh-” Spencer looked at Derek, obviously panicked.
Derek was caught between amusement and annoyance. “He’s okay, thank you. He doesn’t drink.” He pulled Spencer closer and took the drink from him with his other hand. “Thanks for offering, though.”
“He doesn’t speak for himself?” The man raised an eyebrow at him. “Pity.”
“Of course he does,” Derek snapped. “But he makes a habit of not talking to creeps who barely introduce themselves. Move along now.”
“Big guy, huh? That your type?” He’d turned to Spencer again, looking angry now.
Spencer straightened. “My type is considerate and kind. So yes, you could say he is my type.”
The man huffed and left as quickly as he’d arrived, disappearing into the crowd to go creep on someone else. Maybe they should keep an eye on him.
Derek put the drink on a table close by, not trusting it to not be spiked. “You’re gonna make me blush, pretty boy.”
“Oh, shut up.” Spencer shoved him with his shoulder. “You got that overprotective jealous boyfriend act down to a T.”
“Is that so?” He squeezed Spencer’s side differently now, hitting all the right spots to make him jerk away, only he of course jerked into Derek and so he could do it again. “How about this? Is this boyfriend behavior?”
“Don’t-”
Spencer’s laughter got lost in the sound, and that simply wouldn’t do so Derek used his other hand to poke at his belly, hoping to throw him into that gentle panic that was enough to get him giggling. “There we go, pretty boy.”
Spencer twisted out of his grip, palms up and facing him. “Come on, not here.”
“Not here, not at work, not on the jet, not in the car. When, exactly, am I supposed to do this?”
“We’re working.”
Derek huffed. “Fine. I’m breaking into your apartment later then. Finish my boyfriend duties. Not like that,” he added with a laugh at Spencer’s expression. “You need to buy me dinner first.”
Making Blindfolds Fun (Spencer/Maeve)
Summary: Maeve keeps her promise; blindfolds can be a lot of fun. (I AM CRIMINAL MINDS TRASH SORRY ANYWAY HOPE YOU LIKE THIS BYE) {Warnings for slight bondage and sexual themes!}
“I’ll make blindfolds fun again.”
After the incident with Diane, Spencer was sure that promise wouldn’t be able to be fulfilled. Two traumatic experiences were much harder to cure than one. But Maeve was kind, and gentle, never pushing the subject or making him feel unsafe or uncomfortable.
They built up to it, kissing with her hands over his eyes, him allowing her to hold his wrists together in her hands…And he felt safe with her.
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fandom: criminal minds
w/c: 2155
pairing: platonic BAU (mostly prentiss and morgan), spencer reid
summary: perspective of spencer: on the jet ride home after a long case. The team is so tired they get a lil silly. fluff + minimum angst I mean it is spencer’s brain.
a/n: this is quite literally my first time for everything, my first time using tumblr and my first ever fanfiction. i had a lot of fun so perhaps expect more maybe?? I want to thank the amazing @nhasablogg for being the biggest inspiration and just so cool honestly. they helped a lot with this work and have just been the kindest person ever!!! anyway pls read the following with all this☝️in mind.
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Spencer never really got used to flying. The team was currently thirty-six-thousand-eight-hundred-sixty-four feet above what Spencer assumed (or more accurately, calculated) would be Tennessee based on flight patterns from Dallas to Quantico and the amount of time they’ve been in air for. Which was roughly three hours, forty-five minutes, six seconds. Seven. Eight. They had about three more hours to go.
The pressure was building in Spencer’s ears and he grimaced, swallowing hard in an attempt to pop them. He always felt a pang of anxiety whenever any pain came to his head, as his memory would replay his mother’s cries for relief during bad episodes.
There was one night when Spencer was eleven, experiencing his first true migraine after finishing his college applications. It was one of the few times Spencer remembered his mother taking care of him instead of the other way around, she was almost completely lucid. His fear was much stronger then, and while he was a boy-genius, his brain was still biologically too immature to handle it.
“I’m dying, mom.” The corners of his eyes wet with tears. His mother smiled at him. It wasn’t often that Spencer behaved his age like this.
“No baby, your head is just too full, and your skull is too small to contain it. The pain is just your head expanding, working to grow and stay ahead of your thoughts.”
“Actually, your brain can’t be too big for your skull. There’s just a blood vessel swelling, and that’s putting pressure on the surrounding nerves which is making the muscles around my skull tighten and causing…” he groaned in frustrated pain. His mother stroked his hair soothingly.
“Would you listen to your mother for once, Spencer? Just go to sleep, you can’t feel the world in your sleep, you know. Go somewhere other than this reality, where your head isn’t constantly working. Relieve some of that pressure... It’s too stressful here, isn’t it?” A far too familiar distant look crossed her eyes for a moment. He rushed to retrieve her.
“Mom.. would you stay with me tonight?”
She returned her son’s gaze. “Of course, I’m not going anywhere.”
His pain seeped out with every stroke, as if his mother’s fingers were magically sucking it out from his skin. As he fell asleep, he found that she was right. He didn’t feel anything. It was like traveling through time.
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The case in Texas was particularly rough. Over the past five days, the team got maybe a total of eight hours of rest each. And as far as successes go, they’ve gotten better wins. As a headache creeped up on Spencer, he kicked off his shoes and curled up on the jet couch for a nap. He fell asleep pretty quickly, ready to skip through the headache until he was in Virginia again.
But a funny sensation on his right foot caused his leg to jerk in. I thought I couldn’t feel the world in my sleep. He stirred to see Prentiss standing at the end of the couch.
“I like your socks, Reid.” She said, before wiggling her fingers over his left pink-and-purple striped sock.
“Hey!” He pulled his other leg in and smushed it against the cushion to smother the feeling. He checked his watch, the jet couldn’t be landing already? “What’d you wake me up for?”
“I couldn’t help myself. Purple’s my favorite color.” She grinned at his reaction, before it faded into a frown. “Hang on, now that you’re up though, how come you always get the full couch to sleep on?” Morgan leaned over from his seat, invested in the conversation.
“Thank you. I’ve been meaning to say something about that bull.” He craned his neck, exaggerating the pain of sleeping upright.
“Reid is the youngest,” Hotch said from out of nowhere, neither against him nor in his defense. Spencer hadn’t even noticed him watching. Had they all been watching him sleep? Rossi continued for Hotch, “I suppose he assumed he got first rights to the couch for being born last. And you all let him.”
Hotch went back to the paperwork in his lap, diligent even while running on no sleep. “No, what about Ashley Seaver? She was younger than Reid,” he said. Definitely against him.
“And he still took the couch. Like a gentleman,” said Rossi.
Suddenly, Spencer felt very ganged up on.
“Is that right?” Morgan squinted at Spencer as if he stole something precious from him.
“I don’t think that’s fair,” Prentiss said. “We can’t let him get away with this anymore.”
At first, he was confused by the rare playfulness of his coworkers, especially from Hotch adding to the banter after the crazy, long week. Then he realized; everyone was sleep deprived and filled with a goofy, delirious energy. And while they weren’t able to catch the unsub, they were able to return a young girl back to her family - traumatized, but albeit unharmed - something they saw far too little of. The feeling left everyone more fuzzy than anything, it outweighed the disappointment of losing the unsub. Reuniting a family always strengthened his own, Spencer thought. Perhaps that fuzziness and fatigue was expunging all the professionalism they maintained while the case was ongoing.
And now Spencer - who was just sleeping soundly on the couch that everyone was hungry for - was beginning to feel that fuzziness himself. He faced his back towards his team as he pulled his cover up to his chin and closed his eyes.
“If you wanted it, you should’ve gotten to it first.”
At that, he heard Morgan rise and make his way toward the couch. The blanket was ripped off him dramatically. He kept his eyes closed and opened his mouth to snore lightly. His snore lasted half a second before the sound was abruptly cut off, immediately snapping his mouth shut in a toothy grimace and slamming his elbow down to his side.
“Get your ass up, Reid,”
“No.” He buried his face into the back of the couch, trying to hide his smile as if the way his elbow followed each of Morgan’s delivered pokes didn’t give him away. Reid stiffened a bit more, he focused on schooling his reactions and moving less. If he started laughing, there was no way they would stop, probably even after he gave up what they wanted.
“C‘mon, it’s time to wake up.” His resolve began to crumble when Morgan tasered both sides of his ribs. “Share with the rest of us.”
“Ahhh-ha! Stop!” He huffed out a laugh before holding his breath to stop himself. His face quickly flushed as he wiggled on the couch.
“You know, everyone else sits during the whole flight. As a courtesy to the rest of the team. Except for you-” He accentuated by digging into his ribs again, causing another yelp and laugh to slip. “-who’s just sleeping here like a baby. What’s up with that?”
“Derek-“
“Hmm?”
He couldn’t speak.
“Aww, what’s the matter, Reid? You’re not ticklish, are you?” Prentiss cooed as if nobody could tell he would be just by looking at him.
That’s all it took to crack him. Once the hysterical laughter began he couldn’t stop it. Like a defense mechanism, his brain started working in overdrive to apply logic to best overcome this assault. It took no time to figure out he could never physically stop Morgan; in terms of strength he was far outmatched.
Well, tickling is essentially the body’s response to unpredictable stimuli, so theoretically he could dull the sensations by predicting the attacks. He could trick his brain into believing he was tickling himself. He applied it in a fraction of a second.
All he did was swat at Morgan’s hands in an awkwardly gentle manner, unable to take hold of them. It really did absolutely nothing. Spencer wondered if he were one of the few who could tickle himself.
Before he could think of another solution, Prentiss grabbed one of his arms and hoisted it up above his head.
“No no no, wait wait doN’T-“
Being able to predict was proven a completely worthless tactic. Morgan tickled under his arm and he screamed. His ears finally popped and he could hear the sounds of his own bright laughter at its true pitch. His defense mechanism was shot, as if Morgan’s fingers were sucking out any ability to form a useful thought.
“Oh my god, how’d an eagle get so high up here?” Prentiss teased before breaking down herself.
Spencer wailed and curled his legs in protectively. When that did nothing, he kicked and pulled down at his arm. When that did nothing, he fell back in a whiny giggle in an attempt to garner their sympathy. That did nothing but encourage them.
“Hotch!”
Hotch finished his note, glanced very briefly at his team before returning to his work with the slightest of smiles. Spencer felt betrayed. Supervisory special agent my AAHHAA-
“Oh oh, what’s going on? It sounds like fun, let me see,” JJ turned the laptop over to show Garcia what was happening: Spencer flopping red in the face with Morgan practically sitting on him, Prentiss crouching - legs wobbly from her own laughter - behind Spencer’s head, still holding onto his arm.
“Oh geez, Spencer. How did I not know you were ticklish! Because of course you are. What did he do to deserve this? Did he cheat at Go Fish again?”
Upon seeing Garcia’s grin and his own disheveled form mirrored back at him, Spencer felt embarrassed. If anyone was going to make this a recurring experience, it would be her. He wasn’t totally against the idea, which made him blush furiously harder.
“Okay, okayokay! Y-you can have the couch. I don’t want it. I don’t want it!” Prentiss let go and Spencer squirmed out of Morgan’s grasp, falling to the floor of the jet. He stayed there catching his breath in high-pitched giggles, bewildered by what just happened. He wiped his eyes and looked up at Hotch and Rossi, who stared down at him with immense amusement.
“Thanks for the help guys,” he exhaled, exhausted. They both shook their heads with fond smiles.
“I trusted my agents could handle an internal conflict on their own,” Hotch said.
“You mean manhandle..”
He looked to Morgan, who was settling comfortably on the couch with Reid’s blanket, Prentiss cuddling next to him. He rubbed his sides and looked down at the ground, defeated.
“There’s plenty of room for all of us, big guy,” Prentiss offered her hand, inviting him to the couch. Spencer took it with a smile and sat down awkwardly with his hands resting on his thighs. She draped the blanket over the three of them.
“I’m sorry for being a couch hog.”
“I’m sure you are,” Prentiss snickered.
“It’s alright, Reid, you seem like you always need the sleep. We were just having fun. Did we go too far?” Morgan asked sincerely, arm around Emily and hand on Reid’s shoulder.
“Nah.. I-I had fun too. I mean, I haven’t laughed that hard in a while. I don’t think you guys have either actually.”
“Yeah, well, you did look really funny.” Prentiss said.
Spencer nudged her with a smile, earning him a poke which he quickly followed with a soft noooo don’t.
Morgan scratched the side of his head, mostly to teasingly get his attention. But it felt nice. “Start preparing for a lot more of that.”
“Hmm.. my mom used to do this for me.”
“Tickle you?”
“Uh, no. Stroke my hair. Whenever I got a bad headache, she would tell me to sleep, and then she would pet me until I did.”
“Do you have a headache now?”
“Earlier, a little.”
Without saying any more, Morgan patted down his (now) short hair before stroking up and down soothingly.
“Like that?”
Spencer slumped over and began fake-snoring. Morgan withdrew his hand and sat up a little straighter, which immediately woke him back up “I’m kidding I’m kidding I’m kidding please just- keep doing what you were doing.” They returned to their original positions after Morgan shot him a warning look.
Prentiss rested her head on his shoulder. He leaned his own head back against the couch and allowed himself to relax. The reality of Emily being there with all of them suddenly hit him. Countless nights he begged for her death to be reversed, to be a hoax. To be replaced even. Back then he wished to go to another reality, somewhere without the pressure and the stress, somewhere he couldn’t feel the world. But now, how lucky was he for her to be returned, for her to be truly safe and sound and laughing with them again? He would rather be nowhere else.
He checked his watch, there was two hours left of the flight. The three of them fell asleep very quickly, but rather than try to skip through time, Spencer savored the moment.
TFW your Lee is upset that you shaved your beard, not because she doesn't like the way you look without it, but because she says she loves the way it tickles her when I am giving her kisses all over her body.
Who said animation wasn't for grown-ups! OMG!!! this is AMAZING!!
This will probably get flagged but OMG had to share!
Hi there all! Just an intro post because ive been lurking a while and its come to my attention i should have some sort of bio since this is technically a tickle blog
Name: Kurt
Age: 19
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Im a Lee leaning switch, probably 70/30
A lovely request from @trrickytickle 💕
Gwen and Ben from the 2005 Ben 10 Series 👽
if someone has an idea of what they could be saying I’d appreciate a little help 🥲 i don’t like at all the text I came up with..
My gift for my last noni is finished! I hope you like it 💕
I was too lazy to draw the background 😅 thanks again for the ask @secretgentleman 🌸💖
Morning Shenanigans
An Octonaut OC insert tickle Fanfic with Captain Banacles 💕
sorry for any kind of spelling mistakes
"Good morning, Wren! I see you're up earlier than the others." Barnacles greets me with a smile and pats my head while drinking some hot chocolate.
“I’m just an early bird I guess..” I chuckle gently while blushing in mild embarrassment as my ears lower.
"I see. Well, you are a wolf, which are nocturnal creatures. A wolf would need to be up early, to be able to hunt. But of course, you're not a hunter. You're just an adorable, fluffy wolf." He says, his voice as gentle as usual. He was a big softie at heart, which was a great contrast to his larger stature. Barnacles was still caressing me, he just wanted to make sure I felt comfy and safe on my first day on the Octopod I think… and he was a rather touchy person by nature.
I give a little whine in embarrassment, but I still enjoy his petting and caressing nonetheless while I continue blushing
“I know we’ve known one another for a few years now, but I’m still a bit nervous on how the next few months will go now that I’m living with you all here.. living together is completely different than just meeting up every now and then for missions...” I admit gently with a soft sigh
"I see. I understand it's all very new to you, but don't be so hard on yourself. I assure you, you're not the only one that's feeling a bit anxious. I remember when we all first met, it was a little awkward but, as the missions went on, we got to know each-other and we all became like a family” He said, his voice low and gentle. He smiles down at me, his expression warm and reassuring. He was trying his best to make sure that I felt like I was part of the Octopod family.
“How about we play a question game to keep your mind off of all your worries, and to get to know one another even better?” He looks down at my smaller form with a gentle smile, still petting me while already thinking of some questions he could ask me.
"Okay…" I say, smiling softly while not minding the petting
"Hmm… what's your favorite color?" He finally asks me, his head slightly tilted like a curious puppy.
“Blue. I really like the spectrum~” I chuckle as I duck my head down and scrunch up my shoulders once he starts caressing my ears, making me giggle “ah! it tickles!”
He stopped caressing briefly after I exclaimed that he’s tickling me, his eyes widening in slight surprise.
"O-oh, you're ticklish?" He asks, a bit of a smile starting to form in the corners of his mouth, a mischievous idea popping into his head that’ll definitely make me less tense.
"How ticklish~?" He asks playfully, his paws now hovering in the air, ready to attack.
I yelp and move back, already starting to giggle nervously once I see him tower over me “not that ticklish..?”
"You're not a good liar, you know that~?” He says, his smile now a wide, almost devilish, grin. He began to approach me, his hands up, ready to tickle me silly.
"I'll find out just how ticklish you are~"
“Ahhh! No, get away~!” I screech out and quickly make a run for it, giggling all the way down the hall
My Captain immediately started chasing after me, his eyes were now filled with child-like, playful glee. “Come back here~! I'm the captain, you have to do as I say~!” He yelled teasingly, as he was slowly catching up to me.
“Wh-!? that’s not fair, you can’t play the captain card~!” I yell back with a chuckle as I try to stay ahead.
"I can do what I want, I'm the captain~!” Barnacles replied, a wide childish grin on his face. He was in a very playful mood now, and he wouldn’t stop at nothing to catch me! "You're almost in my reach~!”
“Nohoho~!” I laugh in panic while running as fast as I can, but I unfortunately end up in his grasp anyway once he manages to scoop me up into his arms “damn it!”
Barnacles was now holding me in his arms, a proud, 'I-got-the-target' kind of expression on his face. "I got you, you can't escape me now~!” He says before he starts to tickle me, his large paws moving over my sides and under my arms.
I squeak before I start giggling as he starts exploring my sensitive little body, making me squirm in his hold “wait Wahahait noho fair~!”
"Nuh-uh, you're not going anywhere~" He said, in a very cheeky tone. Barnacles' paws moved over to my stomach, as he was determined to make me laugh "I'm not letting you go until you're a laughing mess~”
“Noohohahaha-!” I squeak again as he sits down and puts me in his lap, starting to experiment to find my most ticklish spot while I’m already a giggly mess.
"Ooh, is someone a little ticklish~?” The polar bear says in a teasing voice. He was still trying to find the most ticklish spots on my body, his large paws were tickling my thighs now, his paws squeezing and slightly digging into my skin in a non-hurtful way.
"Come on, let's hear that laugh of yours~" He coaxes, his other paw now tickling my ribs.
“Nooo~!” I shake my head in denial as I cover my mouth while growing weak from his coaxing, which was a mean trick.
"I will find it sooner or later..~" He whispered teasingly into my ear with a wide smirk on his face. “I will find what spot makes you lose your mind the most~" His paws were now on both my knees, squeezing relentlessly as he was determined to find my sweet spot and make me laugh.
Lo and behold, I finally start laughing gently while snorting once he goes for my knees, making me kick my legs out and cover my face with both hands in embarrassment “captain~! Hahahahaha~!” I squeal as I blush madly. It wasn’t my most ticklish spot, but it was dangerously close.
"Aww, you're finally laughing, this is great. but, I still want to find your sweet spot~" He said, and now he was wiggling the tips of his fingers into my hipbones, his other hand going behind my back to wiggle in the area between my ribs and my spine.
That does it as I suddenly screech loudly before I break out into hysterical and contagious cackling once he goes for my hips, making me arch my back as I curl up and scrunch up my nose and squeeze my eyes shut “BARNY~!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!”
Barnacles' eyes widened slightly, realizing that he had finally found the most ticklish spot on my body, he had found my sweet spot “Haha~! There we go~!” My captain laughs and he begins to mercilessly tickle me in that specific spot, determined to tickle me silly.
“OH GOD, NOT THERE~!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH~!!” I squeal out in delight and playful panic
"This spot makes you go crazy, doesn't it~?" He asks teasingly, with a bright smile on his face. He then leans over and blows a raspberry onto my neck, as his paws were still tickling my poor hips.
"I think you're even more ticklish than me~!" He laughs gently and continues his tickle ‘torture’, enjoying every squeal and cackle he can tickle out of me
“HAHAHAHAH~!! MERCY, PLEASE~!!! HAHAHAHA~!!! NO MORE~!!” I screech out as I trash around in his lap and try shoving at his chest and face, my tail wagging like crazy.
"Alright, alright~! You can calm down now, I'm done with you~" Barnacles finally relents on his tickle ‘torture’, but he still keeps me snuggly in his arms while smilling down at me.
I’m a giggling and panting mess at this point, tears in my eyes as I lay limply on his lap “y-you’re... relentless…~”
Barnacles chuckles a bit, seeing me so breathless and laughing was quite entertaining to him. "I'm not mean, I prefer the term playful. Besides, you had fun, didn't you~?" He says while gesturing to my wagging tail, smiling at me as he pats my head once again.
I blush some more while my ears lower again in embarrassment once he starts with the petting all over again, my tail still wagging from all the attention and affection “M-Maybe a little bit..~”
Barnacles notices how I lower your ears again and how I’m blushing. He always noticed the little things, the small details. He chuckles, and pats my head even more now, running his paws through my fur
"You definitely had fun. You're blushing so red, you know…~" He teases softly, his expression gentle and fond
I just lean my head against his chest and focus on my breathing, not having the energy to try denying his claims anymore while he lets me rest, even pulling me closer to himself in a nice and comfortable hug.
He continued caressing me silently, just enjoying the comfortable moment, while smiling down at me
“I don’t mind you doing this again to be honest.. but please don’t tease me too much in the future is all I’m asking..~” I chuckle gently while being a complete flustered and blushing mess
Barnacles smiled excitedly as he spoke "Oh, you don't mind it if I tickle you in the Future~?” He asks and then chuckles a bit with a mischievous undertone. He definitely had a few plans for future tickle fights now that he knew how ticklish I am and that I enjoy being tickled. "But alright, I promise not to tease you too much in the future, my friend~"
“Thank you…” I say gently and gratefully as I look up at him with a soft expression “-and thank you for relieving me of my earlier nervousness, Barny... I’m definitely not nervous anymore about living here...~”
Barnacles looked down at me as well, his eyes softening again "You're welcome, Wren. We're all like family here, and I promise we'll take good care of you. You're safe with us." He says, squeezing me closer. The bear was genuinely just happy to have me here it seems.
“Hmmm…~” I hum gently as I enjoy and return the hug “there’s one thing though…~” I say gently while my tone gets slightly mischievous
Barnacles noticed the change in my tone, that mischievous undertone, raising an eyebrow slightly "Hm? What is it?” He asks, intrigued and curious as a soft smile spreads across his face.
“I couldn’t help but notice that you said earlier that I was much more ticklish than you.. which I find hard to believe~” I chuckle teasingly as I give him a cheeky look “I think I’ll need to check that myself~”
Barnacles' eyes widened as he gave a surprised noise, which was soon followed by lovely and deep belly laughs that rang through the octopod as I gave him a dose of his own medicine, giving the others who heard his laughter a sweeter start into the day.
I did it! My first ever Fanfic!
thank you @a-fluffer-nutter for proofreading and helping me improve my writing! Lots of love and luck to you! ❤️🍀 you’re an angel 👼✨
IT’S FINISHED!!!
I couldn’t think of a good text so I just left it blank 😅🤷🏼
I decided to do the Lego versions from the Lego Supervillains game and the Lego Batman movie 🧡💚
I’m so bad at making them look more lively.. 🥲
Helloo!!! Idk if you take request and sorry if you don't but can we get Scarecrow tickled ..maybe by Riddler.. it's fine if not tho!!! Anyways, i really like your art, keep going !!!!
Hi!!! I take asks and depending on my mood I maybe do them 🤗
I’d love to draw scarecrow and riddler! 💚🧡 just sent me two pics of the versions you’d like 👍🏻
(like from wich series/ game/ movie you like the both to be)
The Batman 2004, the animated series, Gotham, Lego Batman, etc..
They’re all going to be cartoon style tho, I’m bad at drawing real ppl.. 😅
You can also sent me a pic of a pose if you already have one in mind! Or maybe what they’re saying/ a small bit of story if you want 🤗
(you can also DM me to make it easier, just let me know if you can bc I’m not sure if everyone is able to do so)
Thank you for the compliment, I’ll definitely keep going 🥰💕 lots of love to you! ٩(◕‿◕)۶
You can also specify if its platonic or romantic! 💞
Question.. I love u.. 😭💙🧡
we’re finished! This is my last drawing!!
I hate how her apartment looks but I adore the both of them and their relationship in the series❣️
⁸sorry for the bad quality 🥲
I said i wouldn’t but I drew a comic again and it’s not as bad as last time.. but I still don’t like drawing comics.. 🫤 I’m starting to get better with abs tho 👀
anyway I think they turned out pretty good even though I struggled to find a good/ the right background considering I don’t know what the creepypasta mansion looks like and didn’t find much about it 🙃
I got permission to redraw these two pics from AUDuBs on deviantart 🫶🏻
WARNING! THEY MOSTLY DRAW BLOOD, HORROR AND SPICEY STUFF TOO!!
You have been warned 🙂
I’ve been told that this looks so realistic to the point where it could be a scene from the actual anime, and I’m glad it does 😁 took a while too
I ship them (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
I really like the artstyle and had to draw them💕 these two are Marny (female) and Alto (male), they’re comic characters from the comic series “vast unknown” created by Bagel_bird on Instagram 🤗
I LOVE THEM AND THE WERID BUT STUPIDLY CUTE STORY! 😆❤️🔥
The comic creators account down below if anyone is wants it ⬇️ 🫶🏻
I know skeletor’s throne room doesn’t look like that but I just had to use that sky! I mean just LOOK AT IT!!! AHHH!!! (┛ಠДಠ)┛彡┻━┻
Skeletor: Perhaps I’ll keep you here a while longer, You’re quite adorable
Orko: N-Nonononono! Skeletohor plea- HAHAHAHA
Still can’t draw abs 🥲
I have to confess that I like crossovers if they fit together well, and I think I made this one work quite well ☺️
Headless Horseman: NO, Magichart you’re plaYING MEAN!!! HAHAHA
Magichart (Magic Mirror): Na, I’m just playing smart~
I really like this version of the magic mirror to be honest
I’m also low key proud of myself with how this turned out ꒰ ˘ ³˘꒱~♡
This one was a Valentine’s Day picture again 💝 (but it wasn’t a request, I just wanted to draw something cute for valentines 🥰)
I ship Saint walker and Arkillo 💋💙💛
I LOVE THEM!! 😭💕 Question is my favorite DC Hero of all time, and J’onn is my favorite Superhero!
J’onn J’onzz (Martian Manhunter): I’ve read that Tickling reduces stress, is it helping?
Victor Sage (The Question): Yehehes ihit kind ohof ihihis
(I tried my best to draw questions room exactly how it is in the series) Sorry for the bad quality btw, it gets better in the future I promise 🥲
Didn’t turn out like I hoped but it’s still cute 🥰
Steel: I’m almost done, okay? You’re doing real good, Reddy (nickname)
Steel: You sure are ticklish^^
Red Tornado: ohohoho gohohodnehes, Ihit’s soho bahahad
I always take my inspiration from the DC comic series Justice League Unlimited 2004 - 2008 (link down below if some of you wanna read it ⬇️)
the pose is from @tickle-fight-club again 🫶🏻
here’s a picture I did but didn’t finish.. I don’t like how it turned out but i didn’t want to just scrap it 🫤 I love Mr. Where from Monster High so much but I just.. ugh! 😣 (btw I know the stage doesn’t actually look like that but I got lazy mid draw and just drew some random props)
Here are some doodles I did while playing with an AI app for the first time 🤗 the AI pics where shit but my doodles/ Oc’s turned out pretty decent 👍🏻☺️
Omega Mart x Jack in the box 😜 I ship it 👌🏻
Omega: My goodness, Jack. Just look at how cute you are and how adorable your smile is.. I could just eat you up, my dear~
Jack: *flustered* Hmhmhmhmhmhm ohohomega plehehese..~
Drawing the abs was such a struggle I hate it 😩
The pose is from @tickle-fight-club again 🫶🏻
A birthday gift I did for a birthday boy after some convincing 😘💝
this was my first time trying out the “texture” feature on my painting app btw
A couple drawing I did on valentines 💝
These two are actual people commissions from a while back, with the second picture featuring my very first actual background attempt! (he had specific wishes that he wanted me to draw, like the number of people, bondage pose, tickle spots, etc..)
I don’t really like drawing actual ppl but I gave it my best (the one with the greenish hair in the second pic is me btw)
Quick reminder that I’m NOT doing commission anymore😊
Babies 💕🥹
Doc (Doctor Octopus): Thought you could sneak up on me? I have six arms my boy, prepare to get wrecked~
Electro: I’m sorry I’m sorry Please-
(From up to down)
(1) Shocker: Told ya’ it was a bad idea
(2) Vulture: How amusing, i didn’t know he had such a high voice
(3) Kraven: He sounding like a Rubber Ducky
(4) Rhino and Venom: *giggling*
(5) Sandman: *flustered* O-oh.. I wish I never get on your bad side Doc
(6) Green Goblin: It’s entertaining tho
(7) Mysterio: Now you wish you’d listened to Montana, didn’t you?
First time with a new drawing app and it’s amazing! I can draw so much more details and everything! 🥳🥳
I tried drawing perspectives which is why it looks like it does was too lazy for a background tho
it looks so cute! I love FNAF just as much as I love DC 🥰
Ozzie (Asmodeus): Is something wrong Fizz? Don’t you like my new jacked?
Fizz (Fizzarolli): No NohoO it’s.. totAhlly fihnNne.. reAL lovehely…
Fizz: Ohokay, Now you’re dOIng ihit Oon Purpose
Ozzie: Doing what? I’m simply showing you my affection
Fizz: NAHAHA QUIT IHIHIT!
Ozzie: 🎵Oh yes, sooo much affection~🎵
Fizz: OZZIE!!!
I did it! My first and last comic! I’m not good at doing comics..