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august-anon · 2 years
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Sunlit Tattoos
TickleTober 2022, Day 2: Drawn On
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Fandom: IT movies
Ship(s): Benverly (pre-relationship)
Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Bev/Ler!Ben
Word Count: 649 words
Summary: Bev is already planning out some tattoos for when she grows up. She asks Ben for some help.
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It was rare that it was just the two of them. Usually it was hard to get away. There were only so many places the Losers felt safe enough to hide, odds were that you’d find at least one other person there.
But somehow, not today.
Because today it was just Ben and Bev, reclining in the late summer sun, the familiar stink of the quarry clogging up their noses. Ben leaned back against a tree, watching Bev as she doodled on one of her wrists, dappled in the sunlight that breached through the foliage above. She stuck her tongue out when she was concentrating. It was cute.
“What do you think?” Bev asked some time later, thrusting her wrist out in Ben’s direction from where she laid on the ground.
He took the offered appendage gingerly, helping hold it up so her arm wouldn’t get tired. He twisted his head to look at her finished product: a wolf on a little howling up at a full moon, sketched out all small to fit on her wrist the way she wanted.
“That’s really good!” He said, shooting her a grin that he hoped was more genuine than nervous. “I really like it.”
Bev smiled at him and took her wrist back holding it above her head to examine her handiwork. “It is pretty good, isn’t it? I think I’ll get it tattooed when I’m old enough.”
Then, she shot him a more sly grin. Pulling herself up into a sitting position, Bev shuffled back until she was leaned up against the tree with Ben, the two of them pressed together from shoulder to hip. She thrust her pen into his hand and held her clean wrist out to him.
“Your turn,” she said.
“What?” 
She rolled her eyes with a smile, pushing her unmarked wrist into his other hand. “Draw me a tattoo, New Kid. Come on.”
“O-oh. I dunno, Bev. I mean, isn’t Bill really the other artist here?”
She nudged his shoulder. “Come on, Ben. You wanna be an architect, don’t you? Maybe I’m looking for something a bit more geometric for this next one.”
Ben worried at his lip. “Are you sure?”
“Positive, dummy.”
He took a few moments to think, and then Ben brought the pen down on her skin as delicately as he could, starting to sketch out a shape. Bev hummed as he worked, and slowly, her fingers started to curl up into a loose fist. Then, at a particularly light stroke, Bev gasped and jerked her wrist in his grasp. Ben immediately let go, pulling the pen away as fast as possible.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“I’m fine, Ben.” Bev huffed, shaking her head with a small smile. “It just tickled a little, that’s all.”
“Oh. Sorry.” He scratched the back of his head. “I can stop, if you want?”
Bev laughed. “How am I supposed to get the tattoo if you don’t finish it?”
“Are- are you sure?”
Bev offered up her wrist once more, an easy smile on her face. As he reached for it, she pulled it back for a moment.
“Just… not a word to the others, alright?”
Ben smiled, drawing an X over his heart with a fingertip. Bev’s smile grew into a grin as she gave him her wrist, and that grin lasted all throughout the rest of his sketching. 
In fact, he was even lucky enough to catch a few giggles when he was drawing in the right places, Bev squirming next to him while trying to keep her arm still. Ben made sure to work extra slowly in those spots. You know, so he wouldn’t mess up. It had nothing to do with wanting to hear her laugh as much as possible.
Ben would draw her a thousand tattoos if it meant he got to hear it just a little longer.
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crabhousecrafting · 23 days
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hermitcraft “fun facts” are so hilarious because they’re always like
etho created the hopper clock! ⏰
xizuma created bedwars! 🛏️
cubfan is a published astrophysicist.
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cloudcastor · 16 days
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some dungeon meshis 💥
from patreon
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memoryjoule · 1 year
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happy release day 🎉🍃
also available as a print at my online store ^^
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mikkeneko · 1 year
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PSA to fan creators who don't have a lot of regular contact with children: They are almost always bigger than you think. A 1-year-old baby may already be walking. A toddler is likely already hip-high. A 10-year-old may already be taller than at least one of their parents. A 14/15 year old may already have reached their adult height.
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yeosin-n · 22 days
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Can I hold shattered dreams face... He's so cute-
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watch out he’s gonna you do a tickle !!!!
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switchypanic · 3 months
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“Through sickness and in health, motherfucker!” I’M CACKLING, YOU GUYS!
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wowitsverycool · 6 months
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fanta-syrop · 15 days
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Ollo! Dunno if your requests are open, but if they are might I humbly request lee chuuya with any ler of your choice? I shall pay with virtual cereal and orange juice. <3 If not disregard this rq, and make sure to take care of yourself :D
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Hihiii Anon~) Thank you very much for the request and yummies! I appreciate it a lot💕ヾ(❀╹◡╹)ノ゙
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august-anon · 2 years
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Losers Club Tickle Head canons + Pennywise?
I'm gonna skip over Pennywise cuz I don't really vibe with putting the demon alien clown in my tickle fluff dkjfjkdfhd (no shade to you!! just not my vibe) but definitely yeah on the Losers!!
I don't wanna take over everyone's dashboards though, and there's 7 of them, so the headcanons are under the cut!!
(also i was a little brief with all of them just because there were so many and i didn't want it to be a super long post lol)
Bill
Ler
Look. He is an older brother. he absolutely is a tickle monster
he's always careful to stop when people aren't having fun anymore though
he winds up giving more than receiving because he just. has too much skill, the other Losers know that if they tickle him there Will be retaliation lol
Lee
He seems like he'd be really squirmy idk lol
he is absolutely most ticklish under his arms in my opinion
he does not have a very high tolerance for tickling lol, he doesn't get tickled enough for it
Stan
Ler
I feel like he ALSO would be on the giving end more than the receiving end
he is very deadpan about it. a lot of the others will tease or joke around while tickling someone, but he just seems so unimpressed the whole time lol
i feel like he's one of the only people who's managed to tickle Bill and get away from it unscathed lol
Lee
Stan is a giggler and you cannot convince me otherwise -- his face just gets all scrunchy and his laugh all high pitched and cute
ribs and sides on my boy, ribs and sides
he's so deadpan and serious a lot of the time, the others definitely tickle him (when they know he'd be okay with it) to get him to smile
Richie
Ler
He will Not shut up -- teasing, commentary, just general mouthing off, he will not stop talking, and he will talk louder to be heard over your laughter if he thinks you can't hear him lol
half the time he tickles someone is cuz he actually feels like tickling someone, the other half of the time is just provocation
he is constantly bouncing around someone's spots unless he is trying deliberately to target somewhere, he just Cannot Stay Still lol
Lee
He is very squeaky/snorty
feet and hips 100%
he isn't just a squirmer, he's a flailer. Watch out if you are tickling his feet. He knocked one of Eddie's teeth crooked once lol
Eddie
Ler
Eddie baby :( you are just so small it is so hard for you to get the upper hand here -- but small also means fast and that is his advantage
Where Richie jumps around, Eddie seems like he'd definitely focus in on one spot until he got stopped or got what he wanted out of it
he talks too, but he talks so fast that half the time his lee can't keep up with what he's saying with all his commentary lol
Lee
He is absolutely one of the Losers picked on more often in this sense lol
Knees knees knees, all those shorts of his will the be the death of him
Screams and kicks and fights back, even though he's having fun and doesn't necessarily want it to stop lol
Bev
Ler
Tied with Bill for biggest tickle monster of the group for SURE
she doesn't even need to tickle you to know where you're most ticklish, she just needs to look at you and she knows lol
The only person who can tickle her unscathed is Ben, and even he can't get away with it 90% of the time
Lee
Ribs and Neck!!!
her laugh is absolutely adorable but if you comment on it you better run because she is coming for you lol
it usually takes multiple people to take her down (unless you're ben, and even he can't most of the time lol)
Ben
Ler
poor boy is 2nd most got after Eddie so he doesn't have his time to shine often, but he's very sweet when he does
all light tickles and occasional soft teasing, also lots of compliments, he is very sweet
when he is older and he's all big and buff you'd think he'd use his newfound strength to fight back or pin the others -- he doesn't, he's too much of a sweetheart to even consider that
Lee
Sides and stomach! When they're older and he and Bev get together she absolutely like traces her nails along the lines of his abs to drive him crazy
He doesn't squirm around much, he curls up though and tries to block off his spots
he laughs really easy, you just wiggle your fingers at him and he's already gone
Mike
Ler
He's definitely the type to tussle/wrestle/tickle fight, but in a very careful and gentle way
he's pretty tentative at first cuz he was homeschooled and ostracized so he didn't really have friends before, but he gains confidence pretty fast
he will absolutely help pin Bill down so that the others can get revenge (within reason lol)
Lee
He and Bill are ticklish armpits buddies!
he is the wet noodle type, he goes limp as he laughs (which is at odds with his tickle fight tendencies lol)
sweetest giggles, hearties belly laughs, full-bodied laughter all around
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babyanimalgifs · 14 days
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Scratching a raccoon
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hopefulonion · 8 months
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Love bomb 💓💣
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wanders-in-wonderland · 4 months
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Treatment Plan
Last night was supposed to be harmless New Year’s Eve fun, partying with friends, dancing with strangers, and maybe finding someone to ring in the new year with. I remember dancing and taking shots with a really hot guy at some club where we'd shared a new year kiss. There's nothing else in my memory and I don’t remember when I passed out but I wake up alone in a medical examination room, naked, gagged, and strapped down to a bed with my arms above my head and legs spread wide.
The door opens and four men walk in. The first one I recognize is the hot guy I'd made out with. Except now, he has the look of a doctor, dressed in a white coat, wearing a stethoscope and holding a clipboard. The other three men are wearing nurses scrubs and not a single one acknowledges me as they step into the room and close the door behind them.
The doctor glances down at his clipboard and looks at me, smirking slightly. “It says here you’ve been admitted due to your issues with obedience and self-control. I promise we deliver the best results here, so you, darling, will be in tip-top shape in no time,” his voice is tinged with mockery and I try to shake my head and explain that this is all a mistake, that I have no idea what is going on, and I’m not supposed to be here.
“Day one of this treatment regimen helps us establish a baseline of what we’re working with and involves some sensory deprivation just to enhance the effectiveness but I promise, you’ll enjoy it,” he purrs, coming to stand next to my head before sliding a piece of fabric over my eyes. I struggle uselessly against the bindings, trying to dislodge the blindfold but it’s too secure to move. I feel hands hold my head in place before someone else slides headphones over my ears and suddenly, I’m blind and deaf to the world.
There is nothing to prepare me for what comes next, and no way that I can have any ability to sense what they plan to do to me. I can feel tears pricking at my eyes, absorbing into the blindfold when suddenly, I feel fingers trail along my ribs.
I let out a muted whimper, my body instinctively lurching in response. The feeling is so overwhelming and I’m absolutely senseless and helpless. The fingers linger around my hips and dig in gently, making me jerk uselessly in my bindings. It’s almost too much for my body to handle, the unknown touches, the horrible anticipation and suspense of not knowing anything at all.
Without warning, the fingers dig harder into my ribs, tickling me harshly and mercilessly. I wail behind the gag and thrash desperately, begging for it to stop to no avail. The fingers don’t let up and my entire world has narrowed to the unbearable sensations those fingers are drawing out of my bound body. There’s nothing I can do except endure it.
My wails have died down to little mindless whimpers as the tickling continues to ravage my ribs and hips when I feel the fingers pull away finally. I gasp for air, hoping that this torture is finally going to be over. Suddenly, I feel fingers brush against my underarms and I scream so hard my throat feels raw. I’m yanking and pulling at the straps holding me down but I’m bound too tightly. Tears are flowing freely into the blindfold as my body jerks. The fingers dig devastatingly into my underarms and I’m inconsolable. The tickling feels like electricity going straight into my nerves and it makes my mind hazy.
There’s no mercy and no stopping. The fingers find every vulnerable spot on my body and there’s nothing to stop the wretched tickling that’s making me want to curl into myself and disappear. There’s no acclimation to the feeling or becoming desensitized to it all. Every single movement feels like my body is dancing on a live wire and I have no choice but to experience every devastating feeling.
Another set of fingers finds their way to my hard nipples and I can barely draw in enough air to scream as the stimulation adds to the overwhelming feelings crashing through my body. Flicks against my nipples make me squirm and moan.
Then, my world lights up behind my blindfold when I feel fingers on my clit.
The combination of tickling at every sensitive spot on my body and the focus on my clit shatters me. Every single nerve is pulled open and vulnerable to unforgiving, relentless stimulation and I know I’m dripping wet onto the bed under me. It’s all too much for my brain to process. Every force on my body pushes me closer and closer to an orgasm and it’s unbearable.
A sudden flash of pain hits my clit as someone’s fingers sharply pinch my throbbing button and I wail as my orgasm barrels through my body. None of the stimulation lets up and the fingers on my clit continue to force waves of pleasure through my body while fingers everywhere else drive my orgasm even higher. I’m delirious and barely coherent between all of the different assaults of stimulation that wrack my body.
I feel the fingers on my clit pull away and I’m gasping and shaking. The tickling at my ribs and underarms doesn’t relent and I can barely catch my breath enough to sustain my sobs. Fingers brush against my inner thighs and I can’t help but whine, hearing only my wild heartbeat thudding in my ears.
Suddenly, there’s a vibrator slammed against my clit and my mind breaks. There are too many things going on but my whole being is driven to focus on the horrible vibrator pillaging my clit with no mercy. My next orgasm shoots through me with no warning, no build up, no gentle waves of pleasure. Just pure ecstasy shooting deep through my body, so hard that I can feel it in my bones and it renders me completely broken.
I have no concept of time or place as the torture continues. My body moves on its own accord as it struggles and trembles, futilely trying to avoid every touch. It could have been ten minutes or ten hours when everything finally fades away and all of the hands touching me are gone. I lie there, limp, unmoving, unthinking, barely conscious. It takes me an immeasurable amount of time to catch my breath, my body still feeling phantom aftershocks of pleasure and torment. I vaguely register the feeling of someone pulling the headphones off of my head and I’m able to hear again.
“Oh darling,” his voice is the first thing I recognize, “I suppose I forgot to mention, this treatment regimen has ten levels. And we can’t move on from level one until you learn to control your body and keep still during your treatments. Clearly we’re not going to get there today, but perhaps you’ll do better tomorrow. Otherwise, you’re in for a very long stay here…”
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fluffyweeby · 1 month
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Head empty just AngelHusk tickles 😶
Stay hydrated everyone! 💧💜
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gleafer · 2 months
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“Apple of My Eye” part 3: Won’t catch me slipping!
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egberts · 8 months
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