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cringemesstickles · 7 months

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Laughably Bad

(TickleTober Day 29: Wake Up)

Summary: Billy falls asleep during a crappy movie

Pairing: Stuilly but like they don’t know it yet 🤔

Word Count: 401

A/N: it’s short and sweet, but I think it’s pretty decent :)

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The television screen flickered black and white, the sound of screaming and ghoulish effects blaring from its speakers as the cliché happenings unfolded on screen.

Stu had insisted that they watch this one movie, going on about how stupid it looked and how much fun it would be to make fun of it. Turns out, it wasn’t laughably bad, it was just, well… bad.

The plot was lacking, the characters were so moronic that it was painful, and Billy felt he could probably predict the whole movie without even finishing it.

Stu, for whatever reason, seemed hellbent on finishing the godawful film… but Billy could feel his eyelids growing heavy as the plot (barely) moved along.

Eventually, he just couldn’t stay conscious any longer and his body succumbed to sleep.

Stu’s attention was pulled from the movie when he heard soft snoring coming from beside him, and when he looked over, the shorter’s head was lolled to the side and his eyes were shut, lips slightly parted.

At first, Stu was gonna let Billy sleep because truthfully, he looked pretty cute like this.

But the more he thought about it, the more he couldn’t resist having some fun.

With a playful smile on his face, he turned his body towards his slumbering friend, lifting his hands and wiggling his fingers menacingly.

Suddenly, quick as lightening, he shot his hands towards the shorter boy’s sides, digging in with vigor.

Billy’s eyes shot wide open and he let out a squeal that he would be perfectly fine forgetting about.

“GAHAH- STU, WHAT THE HEHEHELL?!”

“Wakey, wakey, Billy! Falling asleep on me, huh? I’m wounded…”

The brunette started to squirm and writhe, now snapped out of his disoriented state.

“DAMN IT, STUHUHU, QUIT IHIHIT!!”

But Stu was having far too much fun to stop now. He started kneading at his friend’s hips, causing him to buck like a wild horse.

“SHIHIHIT! KNOCK IT OFF YOU M-MOHOHORON!!”

The taller boy snickered and increased the pressure, delighting in the snort that he received.

“You awake now?”

“DO I LOOK ASLEEP TO YOHOHOHOU?!”

Billy cackled, cheeks turning red.

Stu shrugged his shoulders and relented, watching Billy catch his breath.

The brunette looked up and tried to glare, though it was undermined by the silly smile that was stuck to his face.

“You’re insufferable.”

“You’re the one who keeps me around~”

And Billy couldn’t be bothered to argue.

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subbyslvtxx · 3 months

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Please I- blushing

#aaaaaaaAAAaaaaaAaahhhhhHhHh #I’m so SHY #blushing so bad posting this #but someone wanted a celebration for 2000 followers on my other blog namnsnsnsnns #I’m gonna SCREAM this is flustering to post #but anyways here it is #🙈🙈🙈 don’t look at me #kink content #tickle community #tickle kink #me #hi #tickle content

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pastel-ticklee · 28 days

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GRAHHJGFHJNT I WANNA BE TICKLED sO BADLY

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ticklepinions · 9 days

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Tickles stopping so they can remove your glasses and then go back to tickling you to pieces >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

#twordpinion #tword community #tickle community #ticklepinion #tword content #tickling #its the most flustering thing ever #i'm confused and blind and then next thing you know i'm back to laughing my head off #and they almost always tickle you more intensely #screams

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lee642 · 2 months

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JUST IMAGINE

Alastor is just sitting in his chair reading his book while his shadow is so bored, so his shadow just starts tickling him!

Maybe that same concept except while alastor is in his radio tower .

Oml! Coming up with so many ideas while already working on something, it's so frustrating *screaming and crying*

#lee!alastor #tickle content #tk community #sfw tickling community #lee needs to sush #hazbin hotel tickle #hazbin hotel tickles #screams in lee mood #hazbin hotel tickling

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chaoticklesblog · 6 months

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Oh my God. My husband was tickling me last night, and he kept his hands on my tummy while I would giggle and squirm nervously. He'd actually stop tickling me for a few moments and keep his hands still so all I could do was laugh in pure anticipation and while he was keeping his hands still and I started squirming this man actually chuckled at me and said "that's right, you BETTER be nervous." Like I'm sorry, excuse me, what the fuck?

#this is illegal #sfw tickling community #chaos says stuff #tword blog #sfw tickling #tickle content #sfw twords #tword content #tword post #chaos irl #irl tickle story #irl tickling #irl things #i almost died #why is my husband such an evil tickler?#chaos is screaming

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unbeleevable · 10 months

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RASBERRIES SUCK SO MUCH ASS

I CAN'T EVEN EXPLAIN HOW BAD THEY ARE

I GO INTO FUCKING SILENT LAUGHTER FROM RASBERRIES IT'S SO BAD

ID SAY THE SAME THING ABOUT NIBBLES BUT RASBERRIES ARE SO SO MUCH WORSE

#SCREAMS CRIES THROWS UP #sfw tickle community #tword community #tword content #sfw tk blog

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blushyeleven · 8 months

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Tickletober - DAY 7

Flustered

characters: lee!y/n, ler!tara, ler!sam

Warnings: tickles, swearing

a/n: I hate this sm it’s so rushed ahgsjsbwejev

𝓐 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭

“Hey, Tara?”

You called out from the hallway after receiving the text from Tara 10 minutes prior to you getting their, stating “hey when you get here just let yourself in” so that’s what you did, leaving you standing in the hallway with no response, the only thing that could be heard was.. excessive giggling? You slowly walked from their hallway and followed the sound of girlish giggles before finding Tara and sam in their living room. Tara was sat on Sams waist.. tickling her. Your eyes couldn’t help but widen as your cheeks began to fade into a crimson red. Tara then looked up with a giddy smile, stopping her attack on sam as she said “oh! Hey y/n!” You decided it would be best to advert eye contact and look at the floor, fiddling with your own fingers. “Hey!” You said, trying to act normal even though your brain was scrambling. Sam was just laying on the sofa, her cheeks equally as pink as yours as she was gasping for air “hi y/n!” She said through deal and heavy breaths. You gave a nervous wave before saying “hello!” Still avoiding their eye contact as Tara began to lightly scribble at sams sides while still looking at you, her smile turning into confusion after seeing your unusual mannerisms. “You okay, y/n?” Tara asked gently, seeing you standing their awkwardly. “Hm? Yeah! I’m okay!” You then looked at Tara and then looked at her hand.. tickling sam.. your cheeks intensifying in colour. You thought it would be best to look anywhere but at the situation that was right in-front of you. Sams laughter could be heard in the background as she desperately flailed her arms around, trying to push at taras. “You sure?” She asked again, not understanding why all of a sudden you seemed so uneasy. “Yeah! I- um.. Can i get a drink please?” Your tried to find your words as you still stood their, in that one position, trying to find any excuse to take yourself away from the situation in an attempt to calm your nerves down. “Ofcourse! You don’t need to ask silly” Tara reasured before you nodded and swiftly walked to the kitchen. Sams laughter, desperate and still echoing through the apartment.

You opened the silver metal and took out and can of cola before slowly treading back, sitting yourself in the sofa. Taking small sips of your canned beverage. Tara then began just mercilessly tickling sams stomach causing the older girl to squeal and continue with her giggle fit. You focussed your eyes on your drink as your blush grew even more. Your mind racing.

“You want to join in?” Tara asked with a warming smile, still befuddled with how you were acting. “No! I- It’s okay!” You tried to sound as calm and as ordinary as possible but the fact you couldn’t even make eye contact was giving you away. “Why not?” The shorter girl furrowed her eyebrows. “I… I don’t wanna ruin your guys fun!” “Oh please, it would be more fun if you joined in!” She insisted, trying to get you to loosen up but you couldn’t even bring yourself to look at them.. let alone join in. “No really! It’s okay!.. I’m fine with just sitting here!” Tara giggled, still clearly very skeptical, you never acted like this. “Your acting weird” she stated, the stupid smile never leaving her face. “No I’m not!” You replied instantly, clearing being quick to defend your position. Even Sam, who was practically screaming with laughter still managed to not, agreeing with Tara. But it wasn’t untill Tara noticed the dusky pink colour spread across your cheeks that she then realised.. were you.. flustered? She couldn’t understand why though. So she just decided to stop her assault on sam and sat next herself to you. Leaving sam laying on the sofa? Gasping for air.

“You don’t have to stop because I’m here!” You reassured, trying to act casual but failing miserably. “No it’s okay, I think Sam needs a break from it anyway” Tara giggled “but really what’s the matter with you?” She asked, an eyebrow quirked, still with the widest smile on her face. Showing her dimples. “Nothing!” You tried to say again, with another wobble in your voice. “No, there’s definitely something.. you seem.. flustered” she giggled watching how defensive you were getting and she couldn’t even understand why. Sam finally managed to recollect her breath before sitting up in the sofa. “Yeah! Youve been acting weird since you got here!” Sam questioned. “f-flustered? I’m not flustered! Im fine!” Even though it was painfully obvious, you still chose to deny everything. “I’m just tired!” You added, seeming as it was your best excuse. Tara then began to giggle “tired? God, your still terrible at lying” she stated giggling some more. You then looked down at your drink, taking a few more sips of it. I mean, she was right. You were awful at lying. Your brain always to muddled to think of a decent excuse and the fact you always avoided eye contact when you were lying. “Yeah” Sam chuckled “no but really, what’s up?” Her voice was soft hey curious. Clearly just as intrigued as Tara was to find out the reasoning behind your on edge behaviour.

“Was it the tickling?” Tara asked out of no where and your eyes widened and the red on your cheeks smeared around your whole face. “No!” You responded quickly.. a little to quickly as you shuffled nervously on your seat. Sam chucked again. “As Tara Said.. still awful at lying” she pointed out, making you even more flustered. “Oh my god is it actually?” Tara began giggling as she covered her mouth, trying to suppress the giggles. You couldn’t even bring yourself to say anything. It was like your voice automatically put itself on mute.. “Okay, that’s actually adorable” Tara said, still in her giggling fit. “But why?” She asked innocently, trying to calm herself down. You simply shrugged your shoulders, still clearly unable to respond with actual words. Sam smiled and just lightly shook her head “oh y/n, what are we going to do with you?” She stated, her lips curved upwards. “You find tickling.. flustering?” She asked, still giggling like a Little Girl, her hand still clasped to her mouth yet again as you then looked at her. With absolutely zero response. “Okay sorry! I’m sorry! I’m not making fun of you.. it’s just really unexpected.. but it’s cute” she said trying to pull herself together.

Tara then had a mischievous idea as she smirked to herself. I mean.. you were flustered over tickling.. so that should make this more fun. She reached out and started lightly scribbling at your ribs for a few seconds, just to see your reaction. She was actually pleasantly surprised as you let out an ear splitting squeal and immediately recoiled at her sudden touch. “Woah, y/n..” Sam said, also realising taras intention, so she got up from her seat and walked over to you. You looked between the two girls, your face glowing with red as you couldn’t even bring yourself to utter a word. “Wait- no! Dont!” You tried to plead but it was all useless. As Tara reached back in to wiggle her fingers across your side. A light feathery touch at first. Just innocently fluttering her fingers across your strip of skin. Causing the most endearing and adorable giggles to escape your mouth. Tara watched you in awe as she watched you become even more flustered by the second. You reached your hands to cover your blushing face as you figured it would be better to not look. This wasnt really happening.. was it? This had to be some hyper realistic dream and that you’d wake up and you’d be fine. But no, alas it was reality. Tara was really tickling you. Quickly followed by Sam, who added her fingers to the ordeal, slowly skittering them over your stomach. Starting of soft, clearly not wanting to drive insane.. yet.

“Cohohome ohohonnn!!” You tried to protest.. but both the carpenter sister knew deep down you weren’t hating this. Or you would have put up a better erteilt of escaping, instead of sitting their and accepting it. “Oh y/n! You honestly are adorable, I almost forgot how ticklish you were!” Tara cooed seeing you remove your hands from your toasted cheeks to continue giggling endlessly. “Ihihit ti- feheels fuhunny!” You stated, clearly unable to announce the dreaded tword. “ti.. feels funny, yeah?” Tara teased, obviously noticing how you avoided the word. “What, can’t you say tickle? Is it to.. flirting?” Sam chuckled at her own tease as you wiggled around on the spot. “Fuck ohofff!” You tilted your head back slightly, shutting your eyes. “Oh you already know I’m not letting that slide!” Tara giggled before speeding up her antics, clawing aimlessly at your ribs. As sam followed, scribbling at your armpits. “NohoHOHO- DOHONT!” You shrieked and fell into heavy laughter, not like the adorable giggles you were producing before.

“Come on! This is funnn~” Sam teased, naturally she was an expert at it. She was the older sister. It’s just something she was always good at. “AAHHAHAHAHA GUHUYS!!” You laughed uncontrollably, not evening tempting to hold back. It was impossible, the laughter just poured out of your mouth like a water fall. You kicked around desperately, not trying to escape their evil hands just yet. It was all on instinct really. Tara moved her hands to repetitively squeeze at your hips while sam moved to the sides of your stomach. “AHAHAHHAHAA SHIHIT!” “I can’t believe we never knew this sooner!” Tara exclaimed, grinning at you and your current position. SAM was just snickering at you every so often and how hard you were laughing was clearly hilarious to the both of them. Before they decided to stop and let you actually breathe, seeming as you were gasping during your forceful laugher.

“that was..” you couldn’t even manage to finish your sentence as Tara continued to grin at you “adorable” she clearly finsihed your sentence for you. I mean.. not what you was going to say. “Agreed, that’s definitely becoming more of a thing” Sam agreed and you couldn’t help but nod as Tara rested her head on your chest, listening to your pounding heartbeat. As you tried to steady your breathing still. Your stomach filled with butterflies. You then wrapped your arms around Tara in a comforting and affectionate way. As sam sat at her previous seat, giggling at you.

Even though at the time, it seemed like you wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Right in this moment, you couldn’t be happier at the time you walked in and arrived.

#tickle content #tickle #sfw tickle #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #jenna ortega #jenna ortega tickle #ticklish y/n #tara carpenter #ler sam carpenter #sam carpenter #tara carpenter tickle #scream 6 tickle #scream #scream 6 #samantha carpenter x reader

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cringemesstickles · 7 months

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Pinned

(TickleTober Day 24: Pinned)

Summary: Stu doing Stu things

Pairing: implied none but we all know they fruity asf

Word Count: 568

A/N: I’m pretty sure this is gonna be one of those fics that I brush under the rug and pretend I never created 🤠

I know, the title is so good

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It was a seemingly ordinary evening in Woodsboro, a setting sun casting long shadows over the quiet streets.

Inside Stu’s house, where the duo usually hung out, the air was thick with tension.

Billy was sitting on the couch, staring intently at the television, absorbed in a true crime documentary. Stu observed him from the doorway of the kitchen, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

The room was ripe for some action, and Stu knew just what to do to spice things up.

He tiptoed across the floor and crouched beside the couch, barely able to contain his excitement.

With a burst of energy, he sprang into action, wrestling Billy to the couch.

The shorter of the two gasped, eyes wide with shock at the sudden movement.

Although Billy put up a pretty good fight, Stu had the height advantage, sitting on his arms to pin them down.

“Stu, what the hell, man?!” He exclaimed, voice tinged with confusion and mild annoyance.

Any question he was about to ask was quickly forgotten.

“Gotcha!” Not wasting another second, Stu’s long, nimble fingers began to dance across Billy’s ribs, causing him to shriek, though he tried to hold back his laughter, not wanting to give his friend the satisfaction.

Despite his efforts, he ended up caught in a whirlwind of cackles, kicking his legs out wildly and squirming as much as he could, desperately tugging at his arms.

“Wow, Billy, you sure are squirmy today!” Teased the taller boy, delighted by the rare sound of laughter escaping his victim’s lips.

“SHUT THE FUCK UHUHUP! LET ME GOHOHO!”

But Stu paid no mind to Billy’s protests, letting his fingers crawl up and down the boy’s sides like little spiders, weaving a web of ticklish sensations and leaving him in hysterics.

Billy squirmed and thrashed, bringing his knees up to futilely defend himself.

The inability to use his arms seemed to heighten his senses, intensifying the tingling feeling that he was helpless to fight off.

“Aww, look at you, all smiley and happy~ who knew Billy Loomis would be so freakishly ticklish? Well- I knew, of course.” The blonde teased, a smug smirk on his face as his fingers continued their dance.

He let one hand reach for one of Billy’s knees, giving it a squeeze and watching it kick out reflexively, a snort escaping the brunette.

“FUHUCK, I HAHA- HAHATE YOU!!” He screamed, bucking his hips and shaking his head, a genuine smile glued to his face.

Stu, always one for theatrics, feigned a look of hurt, not relenting in his attack.

“Now, that’s just hurtful! After all we’ve been through, I am wounded…”

Seemingly as an act of revenge, he drilled his digits under his friend’s arms, making his laughter increase tenfold.

“STAHAHA- STAHAHAHOP, YOU DICKHEHEHEAD!!”

Stu simply laughed with the shorter boy, taking pride in his handiwork.

Not wanting Billy to be TOO pissed with him, he retracted his hands and let him up, relishing in the sight of the normally composed Billy Loomis looking completely disheveled.

His usually neat hair was tousled and messy and he was heaving for breath, cheeks flushed from lack of air.

“I hate you.” He grumbled, fully aware that the words were empty.

“Bullshit. You love me~” Stu laughed triumphantly, his itch for mischief finally scratched.

And Billy, he was too tired to argue; instead, he dozed off and silently plotted his revenge.

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lopsicle · 5 months

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I’m writing this fic as a gift for a friend that means so sooo much to me!! @blushyeleven , you are an amazing friend to me, you always have been, your one of the best girls I know and I’m so sooo glad to be friends with you!! With that being said, enjoy the fic!

The Best Kind of Arguments

Pairing: Ler Tara x Lee Y/N (romantic)

Summary: Y/N decides to be pouty over a small argument and Tara tickles her out of her mood

Warning: Tickle Fic, Y/N will be referred to with either They/Them or You/Your, mostly tickles and not much buildup,

‘You know you can’t stay mad at me forever, right?’ Tara Carpenter asked, sitting on one end of the couch, with Y/N curled up on the other.

‘Mm.’ Y/N responded bluntly, barely managing a hum in response to their girlfriend. See, the two had gotten into a mini argument over a show they were watching together, resulting in a very pouty Y/N, turned away from Tara who was trying to console them.

Tara shifted towards Y/N, pinning them between her and the edge of the couch. She wasn’t taking this entirely seriously, she knew you weren’t really mad at her anyway. You only really got pouty with her when you were trying to get…oh. The Carpenter smiled to herself, before looking over to Y/N, who had their eyes locked on the dark, carpeted floor, facing away from Tara.

Y/N always got into moods like this, when they didn’t feel like asking for what they wanted. It took Tara a while to understand what you wanted but it became second nature to her. Y/N just liked being tickled, yet saying that out loud was an utter nightmare for them, so acting all annoying and pouty in the hopes someone would tickle them was the next best thing. Luckily for you, Tara was just dying for someone to tickle the life out of.

After being a victim of Sam’s tickle attacks when she was around, Tara picked up a lot of ways to make someone laugh, and squeal and scream from tickling and who better to use them on then her partner? It took her a while to notice that you never really tried to stop her from tickling you, but was ecstatic when she found out. Of course, it took a lot more tickling to get a confession out of you. Having a partner who loved liked being tickled was adorable in her eyes, even if it wasn’t easier to tickle you, it was a lot more fun.

‘You know Y/N, maybe you just need to smile,’ Tara exclaimed, her tone being slightly threatening and playful, you recognised it far too late. Those long nails of hers ran up your side; you could feel the sliding, sharp nails against your bare skin thanks to your crop top. The stimulating shocks jolted through your body, and reflectively, your arm crashed down to your assaulted side. You fought a smile coming onto your face, wanting to stay mad at Tara and wanting more tickles.

‘Come on, don’t hide that smile from me, Giggles,’ the black haired woman smiled playfully, crawling towards you a little more, not wanting to give you a chance to escape your tickles, even if she knew you wouldn’t want to. Tara then pried her hand between your arm and your side, squeezing it a bunch like she was trying to force the laughter out of your torso.

You wanted to respond but you know opening your mouth would lead to some laughter coming out, and that was far too risky. How were you supposed to look mad if you were giggling your head off? But that nickname did cause a bit of red to rush to your cheeks, your expression softening as you kept your face turned away from Tara. Your legs twitched and squirmed from the squeezing, fighting a smile even if she couldn’t see it.

‘Your never normally this difficult with tickling, do you just really want it today? What did you call it, a lee mood? Are you just in a bad lee mood?’ Tara know full well that it was called a lee mood but felt like riling Y/N up a little more. The heat radiating off of your cheeks was proof enough that it was working, making Tara smirk as reached her other hand over to your left side. Tara just kept squeezing your sides over and over and over, toying with the delicate skin while you shook in her grasp, but the tickles only lessened a little when you began to laugh.

‘Tahahahahara!!’

Your legs curled upwards to your torso, a halfhearted attempt to protect yourself from Tara’s tickle attack. With your laughter freely pouring out, a wider smile inches onto your face, to Tara’s amusement.

‘There’s the smile I’ve been waiting for! You really are so ticklish, I didn’t even have to try hard to make you laugh!’

She pointed out casually, those annoying, mean nails of hers working their way over to your stomach. Ecstasy and dread built up in you, the tickling shocks getting oh so much worse, forcing you to suck your stomach in. Your hand slapped against the couch repeatedly, like the tickling was filling your body with a sense that you’d die if you stayed still and just let it happen. Even if you knew you liked it, sitting still was a death warrant.

‘Shuhuhuhut up!’

You gasped through your laughter, feeling like being extra difficult if Tara was going to be annoying. It was only fair, she knew that being tickled was the one thing you couldn’t resist…sure you were trying to get her to tickle you, but that didn’t matter! It did seem like your comment worked there, as she let out a fake offended gasp.

‘Oh, really? Your telling me to shut up when your the one being tickled and your the one acting like a brat?’ Tara asked, prodding her fingers into your belly button occasionally, emphasising her words. She was tickling you before out of pure enjoyment, and she was still enjoying it, but now there was an element of vengeance to it which made her all the much scarier. You body felt still, like a predator was watching you and at any moment, it would just-

‘EEEP!! TAHAHAHARA!!’

Instinctively, you smacked against Tara’s hand, which had its nails dug right into your belly button, scratching and scribbling against the sensitive skin, tracing against the outline of your navel. Her fingers worked like clockwork, poking at all the right spots to make you squeal and burst out with laughter.

‘You should’ve thought about that before acting like a brat!’

Tara argued back, forgetting that she was tickling you to get you to stop being angry with her, just enjoying making you scream with laughter. She kept her nails antagonising your navel for a little longer, before, like spiders, they crawled over to your ribs. The raven haired woman’s fingers jabbed below your bottom set of ribs, making you squirm about beneath her at the lovely awful, mean feeling.

‘I-I wahahahahahasn’t!’

You argued, finally able to catch your breath again. Your ribs were a real bad spot, but nowhere near as bad as your navel was, so you could at least calm down a little. Tara didn’t seem that amused at your arguing though, or maybe she was, it gave her an excuse to sink her nails right in between your ribs, tickling every nook and cranny she could get her malicious nails on.

‘Oh, your telling me to shut up isn’t acting like a brat?’ She smirked. ‘You know you were, your just trying to get more tickles from me!’

‘N-nahaha, I-I-eeeep!!’

Her nails jammed themselves between your ribs again, scribbling around in a swift, skittering manner.

‘And you keep on lying to me, you know you love tickles! I’ll just keep on tickling your ticklish self until you can admit it!’

Tara said, adding the word ‘tickle’ in there a lot more then necessary, just to see your cheeks go even more red. Your girlfriend’s fingers ran up and down your ribs, tapping against them like they were a piano. She had a wide smile on her face, mirroring yours, despite your being brought on by a sadistic tickle attack. Even if you’d never admit, you were enjoying your time here with Tara…and the tickles.

‘Stahahahap shahahaahying it!’

Which really meant keep saying it, but Tara had gotten used to the weird reverse psychology you operated on. Tickling was just so flustering for no good reason, and your girlfriend teasing you with it? It felt like it should be illegal!

‘Saying what, ticklish? It’s not my fault, your the most ticklish person I’ve ever seen! I mean, do I even have to remind you…’

With that, Tara poked a single nail down into your belly button again, making you promptly curl up and seat at her hand like it was an annoying pest, because that’s what she was being!

‘IHIHHI’M NAHAHAT THAHAHAT S-SEHEHENSITIVE!’

That did seem to catch Tara’s interest though, a mean glint of mischief shining through her pupils while her hand left your navel.

‘Oh, not sensitive, huh?’

She asked, her words felt like a trap, like she’d pounce on you no matter your response. She emphasised the word ‘sensitive’, just reminding you that you couldn’t say the word tickle. You couldn’t match her gaze as you caught you breath, feeling the heat flush up to your cheeks.

Without warning, she’d suddenly take a hold of your wrists, your eyes widening in shock. You tried to fight back, just to make whatever she was doing harder, but her grip was ironclad. Seriously why was she so strong? Tara sat up high on the couch on her knees, dragging you by your arms so you were awkwardly laying on your side. Your girlfriend then slipped your hands under her knees, making your lay on your back with your arms trapped above your head, her grinning face looking down at you.

‘I mean, if your not sensitive, then you wouldn’t mind if I did this, right?’

She asked, planting two fingers on each of your forearms, beginning to agonisingly slowly walk them down to your armpits. Your armpits were, to put it lightly, nightmarishly sensitive. Tara learned quickly that you basically needed to be pinned if you were ever tickled there, being very ticklish also came with being very squirmy. And of course, seeing her go to your death spot poke by poke by poke was bringing out that anxious squirming in you; it was useless though, there was nothing you could do to protect your death spot now.

‘Tara, cahahme on, you dohohohn’t need to dohoho that!’

Came your desperate cry, not even able to hide your face from here now, so she could see those rosy cheeks, that pretty smile and the way your eyes light up whenever she just said the word ‘tickle’. Right now though, they were a lot more desperate for an escape. Her fingers came closer and closer to your armpits until…

‘Tahahahara!! TahahahAHAHRA!! TAHAHAHHARA, STAHAHAHHAP!!’

You basically screeched, your eyes as wide as they had ever gone while you twitched and bucked underneath her. Your laughter, which sounded so sweet and beautiful to her, poured out of your mouth with no way to stop it. Your legs kicked all around, pounding your feet against the arm of the couch, twisting your head all about. Yeah, you got really squirmy.

‘Stop? But I’m having so much fun, you know this is my favourite spot!’

She said, clawing her nails right in the centre of her armpits, scratching them against one spot, making those ticklish feelings build up more and more.

‘IHIHHITS SAHAHAHA BAHAHAHAD THOUGH!!’

Tara just giggled at your outburst, staring down at you.

‘It’s hard to take you seriously when your laughing so much, and when you were being such a brat earlier, why should I listen to you, hm?’

The Carpenter asked, pinching her nails against the hollows of your armpits at the ‘hm’ just to add to her question. You Damm near shrieked at that, your hips buckling up into the air from the sudden sharp feeling.

‘IHIHIHI’M SHAAHHAHAHAHARRY!!’

Tara’s smirk grew a little wider now, she always loved this part, where you’d been tickled enough to be reasoned with. It was a sign you were reaching your limit, but until then, Tara was gonna keep tickling her beautiful partner!

‘Oh, your sorry, huh? That’s cute, but I seem to remember you lying…something about hating being tickled?’

Tara tilted her head, really going for the kill with that one. You shook your head in denial, feeling that blush creep to your ears like an infection, but once you did, her sharp nails just began scribbling against your exposed armpits, making more and more sweet laughter spill out.

‘AHAHAHAHAKAY, I LIHIHIHIHKE IT!!’

After that horrifying revelation was forced out, the tickling actually ceased. Tara’s hands left your armpits but she didn’t get off your hands, your eyes closed as you caught you breath, finally letting your body be still and relax. Until her nails dove right back in, tickling away at your armpits again.

‘And am I the best girlfriend in the world?’

You shot up instantly, half expecting you spine to snap off with the speed you reached. That same adorable smile you had for the whole tickling session was forced right back onto your face as you stared up at Tara.

‘YEHEHEHES!! YOHOHOUR THE BEHEHEHST GIRLFRIEHEHEND EHEHEHEVER!!’

You screamed as loud as you could, totally caught off guard by the surprise tickles. Luckily, Tara pulled away for real this time, gently rubbing her hands up and down your underarms, just to rub away any of the lingering tickles. You’d totally forgotten you were made at her at this point, all the sweet tickles you’d just received were clouding your mind like some cushy, comfortable bliss. Your eyes opened though, staring up at your girlfriend who had scored off your hands but was still staring at you adoringly.

‘Your the best girlfriend ever, Tara.’

#sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle content #scream tickle #scream #lee yn #lee y/n #lee! yn #ler tara #ler tara carpenter

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estelle-skully · 2 months

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Sorry if I’m bothering you, but I was wondering if you could add these two headacons to your Trolls tickle headacons to add to the stories. Can you please use them? It would make me happy. Here they are

- will purposely always pin his lees down, no matter who or what, he will always pin them down, even if it’s at the beginning, middle or end, somewhat he will pin them. (But sometimes he likes watching their limbs flail in desperate attempts to escape)

- when branch was younger, he would 100% hold him upside down and tickle his stomach as branch went crazy, desperately trying to get away.

- was known by his brothers as the “big tickle monster” considering he was the oldest, he was more stronger and he would chase them around the house and would not stop until he eventually got atleast one of them or until he just got tired.

- JD will in fact blow raspberries and to just make it worse, he would shake his head while blowing one to make it EVEN worse.

- definitely goes “nom nom nom!” When blowing raspberries and tickling his brothers, however he only does the nom nom nom thing on his brothers, he gets embarrassed if someone else knew that.

- definitely uses his hair to give a small sneak tickle attack to the side of his lee’s then acts like he didn’t he didn’t do anything.

- this bro used to actually tickle his brothers if they weren’t in the mood to practice, feel like it would go something like this: clay- dude, I’m not in the mood! JD- yeah yeah sure okay. *tickles clay’s armpits* clay- DUHUDEHE NOHOHO!

-if in a ler mood, JD will and I repeat will aim for these spots first, stomach, sides or ribs when he first attacks.

- acts like such a dad when tickling, he will go something like: JD- just checking on you! Respect your elders you rascal!

Floyd

- has moments where he checks if the lee is fine before going back to mercilessly tickle them.

- 100% gave branch cheer up tickles and still does, YOU WILL NEVER CONVINCE ME HE DOES NOT.

- definitely tickled branch most when they were kids, he also tickled his older brothers to save branch from their tickles.

- gave branch the tickle of his lifetime after they returned, he would tease him like: Floyd- sorry branchie, gotta tickle you for all the years I’ve missed!

- calls branch “branchie” to tease him during tickling which branch HATES.

- pulls Lee into his lap so he can nibble on their neck, most likely going “nom nom nom!” Just like JD.

- like JD, he also used to hold branch upside down and tickle him.

- yells “here comes the spiders!” And begins spidering all over his lee just to hear them scream HEIWNWHDIDJS.

- just the look in his eyes before he tickles the lee is already enough to make the lee giggle, HE AHS SUCH A DEVIOUS LOOK.

that’s a lot of stuff but AWW YOU’RE SO RIGHT THESE ARE SO SILLAY I’ll put em in right away (and credit you teehee)

#Screaming rn/pos #Not as obsessed with trolls as I was a little bit ago but I’m fangirling anyway #sfw tickling community #tickle fluff #tword community #tword content #trolls tickle #sfw interaction only

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lee642 · 3 months

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HELP!?

I was in art class today and the people at my table started talking about being ticklish and how feathers are really good tools for tickling and one of them looked at me *screams* LIKE WHY!?!?

#tickle content #lee needs to sush #screams in lee mood #lee mood has been activated #sfw tickling community #tk community

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chaoticklesblog · 5 months

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My husband has a hard time sleeping, and last night we were in bed (I was trying to sleep since we wake up at 3am every day). This man starts tickle torturing me in my SLEEP. And then he starts tickling behind my knees and says "ohhhh the backs of your knees are soooo ticklish!" And I was trapped under the blanket with his evil tickling hands. 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈

#sfw tickling community #tword blog #sfw tickling #tickle content #sfw twords #tword content #tword post #tickle fic blog #chaos irl #irl tickles #irl tickling #irl tickle story #SCREAMS!!!!

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blushyeleven · 8 months

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Tickletober - DAY 23

Incoherent

characters: switch!sam, switch!tara

warnings: tickled, swearing

a/n: sorry this is a day late😭

𝑷𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍

The two carpenter sisters were driving through New York, in search of a maccdonals to satisfy their cravings. So sam was driving about with pop music blasting in the car as they drove ok the busy roads of New York. “I’m so hungryyyy” Tara said in a whiny voice. “Yeah we’ll be there soon” sam said giggling, her stomach also rumbling slightly.

And it wasn’t long after that until they pulled up through a drive through of maccdonals and waited in the que of cars. That’s when Tara had a random but mischievous idea. On social media Tara had seen this prank going around.. which involve being in a drive through. So the gilt unknowingly smirked to herself and waited for the car to pull up to the speaker.

As the car slowly came up to the speaker and sam rolled her window down, the maccdonalds worker spoke “hello, how can I help?” She asked and as sam replied with “hi can I get a doUBLE CHEESE-“ but sams speach was cut off by a squeal and her voice raising in volume half way through as she felt taras hand scribble into her side for a few seconds. She jumped so high she almost hit her head on the car roof. Sam quickly darted her head around to stare at Tara “Sohorry about that.. can I get a double cheeseburger burger and a six piece chICKEHEN NUHUGGET-“ but taras Hand went straight back into sams side and started skittering her fingers faster and for longer. Sam immediately started batting at taras hand and trying to fight for her life. “I’m sorry, what was that?” The worker asked as sam had to cover her mouth to stop the giggles coming out.

Sam then kept herself facing towards Tara was sams own hands trying to block her sides “I’m so sorry.. a six piece chicken nugget with a medium cola..” sam said, her back was still backed up against her car door. “And can I also get a mcchIKEHEN-“ Tara then reached out her hand to try and poke sam as best she could before sam pushed at her hand “a mcchicken with chips.. and a caramel ice coffee please?” Sam spoke with a slight edge of nervousness in her voice as sams eyes stayed glued on Tara.. and her hands. “Yes Ofcourse, is that all?” The worker asked patiently. “Yes please” sam responsed politely and then the worker said “okay pull up to the window please” so Sam obliged, starting her car and slowly pulling up to the window.

“Your such a little shit” sam said with a sigh, but a noticeable smile on her face as Tara could barely control her own laughter as they got to the window and sam reached to get the food saying “thankyou so much” but as sam reached up her arm out of the window, Tara quickly wiggled her fingers just into sams armpits causing the girl to practically throw her arm down. And Tara had to cover her mouth to try and not burst out with laughter right then and there. But sam grabbed the food with another thankyou and drove off, her face a little flushed.

“Thanks sam” Tara Said giggling and sam just simply shook her head with a small upcurve of her lips. Sam didn’t even bother to ask Tara why she did what she did, she just guessed it was one of taras stupid pranks. Although as if she was going to let her little sister get away with that. She wasn’t about to let that one slide. So sam had her own plan brewing in her head. A plan that involved her revenge.

Then after sam Parker her car in the apartment car park, her and Tara carried the bags into the apartment and ready to eat. They both practically threw themselves on the sofa and sorted out what was theirs before diving into the food with no hesitation.

After the two sisters finished their meal they put everything in the rubbish and continued watching tv, it was just a nice day of de-stressing from a long day. Although, sams plan was still in motion and Tara had absolutely no idea was fate was upon her.

After a few minutes of sitting there in a non awkward silence. Sam finally spoke up “so.. your prank earlier in the car” sam said, with a small smirk noticeable on her face. “Oh my god.. I’m sorry but that was so funny” Tara said giggling to herself as she brought her hand up to cover her mouth. “Yeah.. but you know I’ve still gotta get you back for that.. right?” Sam said with a slight edge of mischief to her voice as she watched taras eyes double in size.

“no- I-.. Sam.. I’m sorry-“ Tara shuffled back in her seat as sam started coming closer. “To late for apologies now” and with that sam pounced ontop of Tara, immediately scribbling her fingers into taras sides, at a rapid pace. “AHAHAHA SAHAHAMM!!” Tara shrieked out as she fell into heavy, forceful laughter. “Nuh uh, you deserve this!” Sam snickered before moving her fingers faster and trying to make sure Tara couldn’t wiggle away. “IHIHIM SOHOHORRYYY!!” “Nope, not gonna work!” Sam teased, clearly having no empathy for her younger sister. “BAHAHAHHAH” Tara tilted her head back as her laughter just freely floweee out of her mouth.

As much as she tried to squirm her way out of there, nothing worked. She couldn’t escape sams iron grip. So she was forever doomed to be trapped being tickled by Sam. Well until sam decided she would let the poor girl up. The older sister then dived her fingers to the girls stomach, her fingers skittering over the sensitive spot as Tara couldn’t help but squeal out in laughter and aggressively kick her legs around. “AHAHAHAH I CAHAHAHNTTT” Tara practically screamed as her face was becoming redder and redder by the second. “Well, you shouldn’t have done your stupid prank then” sam said smugly, before keeping her fingers all over taras stomach. “BUHUHUT IHIT WAHAHAS FUHUNNY!” Tara countered, still trying to get rid of overbearing sensation. “Hm.. yeah well.. was it worth it?” Sam asked, like a mother trying to teach her child a valuable lesson. “YEHEHESS!” Tara was flailing about but sams reaction at the drive-thru was so worth it. Sam just simply rolled her eyes in response and moved her fingers to her little sisters ribs, spidering at them speedily and even wiggling her fingers in the spaces between. Earning a loud, squeaky laugh from the poor girl.

“NAHAHHAAHAH FUHUCKK!! SAHAHAMM!!” Taras face was fading into a piercing red as she couldn’t stop the helpless laughter as she continued to thrash about but her limbs were falling weak under the weight of her older sister pinning her down. “oh stop being so dramatic Tara!!” Sam giggled, seeing the girl starting to become more and more out of breath from her explosive laughter. So sam took the opportunity to target her worst spot, her nails swiftly scratching into her armpits “DOHOHOHONNTT!! NAHAHAHHA” Tara screamed as her arms immediately came crashing down in order to try and protect her death spot. The spot that causes the loudest laughter from her, the spot that causes the most thrashing and flailing. And the spot that just tickled the worst.

Tara was beginning to get more out of breath with every passing second, she didn’t even know how much longer she could take it for. “SAHAHAHHAHAMMM!! PLEHEHHEASEEE!! STAHAHAHHAPPP!!” Only because Sam was feeling.. forgiving she let up. Not wanting push her sister past her limits. So she pulled her hands away and climbed of Tara, who was left in a puddle of her own residue giggles and the fact she was trying to regain any oxygen.

“I don’t even care.. it was still so worth it” Tara tried her best to state through her hyperventilation. Sam just rolled her eyes in reponse, again as tara just layed there, trying her best to catch her breath.

#tickle content #tickle #sfw tickle #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #jenna ortega #jenna ortega tickle #tickle fluff #scream 6 tickle #scream tickle #scream #tara carpenter tickle #lee tara carpenter #tara carpenter #samanatha carpenter tickle #ler sam carpenter #samantha carpenter #tickle tickle #tickletober

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