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20🧛 she/they

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hello…. this is an intro post….

she/they, queer, loserfreak, nerd, etc., garden variety really

this blog is kink-focused (tickling)!!!!!!!

Like you’re telling me you don’t get turned on having someone pin you down and touch you all over and make fun of you while you squirm and whine and involuntarily humiliate urself ????? Ok. Liar?

I can’t imagine Not being one mean girl talking to me like a dog while she traces hearts on my stomach away from squirming and whining and cumming in my shorts at all times. Nothing like it!!!!!!!

Anonymous asked:

I know it was a while ago since it was posted, but that vampire post was SO GOOD omg. If you’re okay with it and have the time, could you please make something else along the lines of that? Maybe your wriggling stops the vampire from being able to feed as effectively, so it takes twice as long. Or maybe with a different humanoid monster entirely!!

thank u for being the key to reopen the “unimaginable horror tries to getcha but you’re simply too ticklish for it to do any harm” floodgates

  • werewolf realizing their big furry paws are so so so soft and so so so devastatingly ticklish on your feet and belly and neck and and and and wow this is sooooo much more fun than just eating you
  • energy vampire that keeps pinning you down and grabbing whatever they can, whatever is most ticklish, genuinely apologizing the whole time bc they’re so so so sorry, they’re just so fucking hungry, please they just need a liiiiitle bit more, please keep fighting and whimpering and giggling and begging for them, so sorry, just a liiiitle bit more
  • horrible unimaginable eldritch creature with big scary sharp claws likes trailing and tickling all over your back as lightly possible because watching you squirm and fight against your silly little human weakness is the most fun its had in AGES. it loves to tease that horrible spot right where your back and sides meet btw. it has no concept of time or eternity and will just keep doing this until your mind breaks btw.
  • kidnapped by a vampire coven to be their newest feed source but you spend all day every day trying to stay sane while a dozen vampires trail feathers and fingers and brushes and TEETH up and down your neck— they’re getting tired of having you blush and crumble into peals of laughter whenever they try to feed from you, and they think they’ll be able to train the ticklishness out of you (they will not)
  • simple but classically effective: spooky ghost in your home that keeps itself entertained by tickling you whenever and wherever it wants. u can’t see it but u can certainly fuckin feel it and oh god they can reach EVERYWHERE

two rudimentary mechanical robot hands coming up behind you to latch onto your waist and just. start squeezing over and over and over until you’re shrieking writhing BEGGING for it to stop, just move anywhere else PLEASE oh my god it tickles so fucking bad, you can’t take it anymore pleasepleaseplease

but the robot is only programmed for one thing: opening and closing its hands!!!! so obviously you can’t do anything to stop it from tickling you, and obviously you can’t convince it to move anywhere else. you can only squirm in its iron grip, your desperate hands slamming uselessly against the metal around your hips in a futile effort to peel them off of you, begging mercy from something that can’t hear you and never will

i’m feverish about robots again so this isn’t going to make sense BUT BUT BUT building an android with your own hands. programming every sensitivity, every quirk, every possible reaction. knowing exactly where it’s most ticklish because YOU made it that way.

the act of creating something— one of the most miraculous things a sentient being can do— and then pushing your sleeves up to reach deep into what makes up its most base reactions. and literally just making it unbearably ticklish. INTENTIONALLY inflicting that on something you created OUT OF LOVE. not (just) because you want to fuck the robot. but you want so badly for this thing you’ve created to feel that. because it’s the best thing you’ve ever felt. FUCKKK

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making out while we're both pressed up against a vibrator would fix me

[very earnestly serious scientist voice] i imagine it could be difficult to focus, being tied down and helpless like that. but i need you to concentrate when i start tracing every inch of your soles with these soft feathers.

how ticklish is that, one a scale from one to ten? …i said concentrate. how does it make you feel when i tickle you this softly? answer honestly, please— the integrity of my research is at stake, and i need you to take this seriously.

how about when i drag it over your toes? does that tickle just as much? just sooooo slowly, just like this? i have you tied so you can’t move an inch— does that helplessness enhance the feeling? do you want to squirm away? does it really tickle as badly as you say? hmm, alright, very interesting…

do you think you’re laughing because it’s a reflex? or because it feels good? does this feel good? how about this? stop whimpering, please, i need you to tell me if it tickles right here, just beneath your toes, just riiiight here. just tell me how good it feels, on a scale of one to ten.

…interesting, let me write that down in my notes.

quiet, please, i really need to focus when i record your answers. i’ve only rented the lab space for another two hours, and we have a lot of ground to cover— i can hardly hear myself think when you’re begging like that, much less pick out a scientifically viable answer.

ok yeah so: you’re being chased through the dark by a vampire. actually, “chased” isn’t the right word— you’re being HUNTED. you are nothing but prey and you’ve been running for so long, but it’s faster. stronger.

eventually you’re caught— inevitable, really, why’d you even try to run, silly thing— and suddenly it’s on you, swinging a leg over to straddle you, pinning you down by your wrists, hunched and curling over your quivering body to begin to feed— it breathes you in and you smell so so so so good—

all of a sudden it’s got its mouth and teeth around your neck and it doesn’t hurt— not at all— it’s actually. um. it’s. your eyes fly open in shock. oh fuck that really, really, really tickles.

it’s feeding in earnest now, moving against you, and god it tickles so fucking bad, it’s sending goosebumps down your spine and making your toes curl. your whimpers have become giggles, and you’re squirming under it, now, starting to grind up a little into the weight of it because you just can’t help it, you’re just so ticklish

and the vampire’s so confused, prey isn’t supposed to sound like this, but it’s so hungry it doesn’t even care, everything feels so warm and you smell so fucking good so it just flattens itself over you to pin you down more— its only instinct is to chase that feeling, more more more

the fight is leaving you, you’re babbling senselessly between gasps and laughter and whimpers— pleasepleaseplease, it tickles, oh god

it’s everywhere— its mouth and teeth and lips are working up and down your throat, over your collarbones, at the base of your neck, and nothing’s ever tickled so fucking badly in your life. nothing’s ever felt so good. nothing ever will again

you’re nothing but prey. you were built for this. there is nothing to do but writhe beneath it. so be good now and let it feed

i wanna have your arms tied so they're stretched high above your head and sit on your lap so you can only squirm a little and your skin is pulled so taut that every sensation feels like electricity and i just trail my fingers up your sides, over your ribs, the sides of your chest, into your armpits, and back down. over and over and over and over and over. it's light and it's slow and it shouldn't affect you so much and yet. you're trying to pull out of your cuffs and kicking your feet and your tummy is flinching and i'm just drinking up your reactions, knowing it's all for me

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getting pinned on your front with a pillow shoved between ur legs, a mean femme sat on ur upper thighs tickling that horribly sensitive spot on ur lower back right above ur ass with her acrylics, and every time u squirm u feel urself thrusting more and more against the pillow until ur whining and drooling making a mess and and and and

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