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feathergil · 2 months

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Hey, I was wondering if u had any tk headcanons just for Thomas (Maze Runner)? The fandom is so sparse, especially when it comes to tk content, we need to repopulate it!

thomas is literally my one of my favorite characters out of like All fictional media so yes i have a lot of hcs LOL (also btw this takes a few years after death cure so they're all Healed <3 and also newt is still alive bc i said so)

(under the cut bc i typed a lot LMAO)

lee - ok so its basically canon that thomas literally does not feel embarrassment so tickling him is a breeze - he doesn't seem to feel the need to fight back, because he doesn't really get flustered or the urge to hide - though he's Wiggly. he can't control how squirmy he is. and it's highkey funny (minho particularly likes this fact because his favorite hobby is messing with thomas) - i can't decide on what laugh he'd have tho!! i either think he'd have a more breathy and softer laugh, but on the other hand i can also see him as someone with a loud belly laugh. it honestly probably just depends on where you tickle him - speaking of spots, tho. his ribs are definitely so bad. he seems like he'd be real ticklish on his ribs. but otherwise he's not that ticklish, except for a few random spots like his palms and wrists, and his upper back and shoulders. maybe even neck - newt is constantly pinching thomas' ribs whenever he passes him just to make him jump and yell. he thinks it's Really funny - i said earlier but he does not fluster easily because he doesn't really get embarrassed. THOUGH, compliments can get to him. he's not used to people being all sweet n gentle with him, not after the years of horror the boys went through, so he's like HUH WHUH - thomas tries to hold the ler's hands to get them to stop but then he lets go when he realizes he misses the tickles. Dies - he sometimes ends up flustering the ler with how open he is about tickling LMAO - also just a lil prompt i've had for a while is that thomas often gets lost in his head after Everything that happened and most of the time he likes soft tickles to ground him back to reality. hes so :((

ler - i personally see him as ler leaning just because he's naturally just a nurturing person so he wants to always be making people happy and smile - he's incredibly gentle because he doesn't want to be rough and accidentally bring people back memories of the Fighting Days, he's just Super overprotective and wary of stuff like that. thomas is literally such a sweetheart - always checking in. ALWAYS. like to the point where the lee gets super embarrassed bc they basically have to keep admitting they like to be tickled 😭 - which again. he doesn't know they're embarrassed bc he doesn't really understand embarrassment.... oh thomas.... - even tho he's gentle, don't mistake him as nice. he can be really mean sometimes. - for example: his favorite thing to do is just barely graze his fingers over tickle spots (which tickles like hell btw) and pretend like he isn't doing anything, then pretends that he doesn't know that he's tickling the lee - he does a lot of the "innocent" acts because he thinks it's funny to see the lee try to get mad at him. but tbh its so hard to get mad at him because he has this fond smile on his face the whole time he tickles someone, and he often laughs with the lee too - he doesn't like to pin whoever he's tickling because he thinks its pretty cute to watch them squirm. he also wants the person to be able to escape whenever they want to - he's just a big softie tbh

#inbox #maze runner tickle #tmr tickle

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sodas-cafe · 1 year

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About!

Hello hello, welcome to my blog! My name’s Soda, and I use they/he pronouns. :)

Here, you’ll find a cozy collection of SFW tickle-related clips, fics (reposted, I don’t share my writing </3), and much more! I certainly hope you enjoy your stay!

❕THIS IS A SFW ONLY BLOG. IF YOU SEE TICKLING AS A KINK, OR ARE A NSFW ACCOUNT, PLEASE KINDLY DNI.❕

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Things I post about include…

Kpop (mainly Stray Kids, Xdinary Heroes, Astro, P1Harmony, TXT, BTS, Verivery, and a few more!)

The Maze Runner series

Other things I like, but won’t be posted about often include…

Full House

Teen Wolf

Tim Burton films

The Unus Annus duo

Demon Slayer

Other things I can’t think of rn 👍

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ticklish-daydreams · 21 days

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♢ // FANDOMS LIST >>

hey there! listed below is my fandoms list <3 i usually like to write reader/self/oc inserts! (bold and italic; BIGGEST interest(s) as of rn, bold; my current interests, normal; i like and am willing to write for, italics; i still like, but am very unlikely to write for unless requested)

// last updated : april 23rd 2024

the owl house

stranger things

red dead redemption 2

stardew valley

marvel, first phase of movies (primarily focused on loki atm)

loki, the tv show

slay the princess

poppy playtime

doors (the roblox game)

the maze runner

undertale

deltarune

steven universe

sanders sides

ace attorney

bfdi, bfdia, bfb, etc (humanized forms)

avatar the last airbender

the henry stickmin collection

octonauts

… and more to be added!

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voidpetrova · 7 months

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i feel like thomas would be such a lover boy when nobody is around, maybe in the mornings or late at night 😵

as the first faint light of dawn broke through the trees surrounding the glade, you found yourself in a secluded corner of the compound with thomas. the two of you had formed a bond stronger than the walls of the maze itself, and in these quiet moments, away from the chaos and uncertainty, his true nature shone through.

thomas, usually the brave and steadfast leader in the midst of the gladers, transformed into a different person when he was alone with you. he became a lover boy, his tough exterior melting away to reveal a softness and vulnerability that was reserved just for you.

early mornings were your secret haven. with the rest of the gladers still in their slumber, thomas sought refuge in your arms. his head nestled on your chest, you could feel the steady rhythm of his breath, a comforting reminder that he was real, that this sanctuary amidst the chaos was real. his sandy hair tickled your chin as he nuzzled closer, seeking your warmth. a contented sigh escaped his lips, and his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer. you could feel his heartbeat, a soothing cadence against your own, matching your rhythm as though the two of you were in perfect sync.

in these moments, his guard was down, and he wasn't the maze runner; he was simply thomas. his fingers traced lazy patterns on your skin, leaving a trail of warmth and desire in their wake. soft whispers escaped his lips, not words of desperation or fear but words of longing and affection.

“stay with me,” he would murmur, his voice soft and vulnerable. “just a little longer.” you would run your fingers through his hair, your touch gentle and reassuring. “i'm here, tommy. always.”

his lips would find yours, tender and hungry all at once. the kiss, a silent promise of love and devotion, spoke volumes that words never could. it was a reminder that amidst the maze's trials and the ever-looming threat of the grievers, you and thomas had found something precious, something worth fighting for.

as the glade slowly stirred to life, you knew that thomas would once again don his role as a leader, a beacon of hope for the gladers. but in these early mornings and late nights, when it was just the two of you, he was your lover boy, your refuge from the harsh realities of the maze.

and as you held him close, cradling him in your arms, you couldn't help but smile, grateful for the moments of tenderness that made the trials and tribulations of the glade a little more bearable, a little more worthwhile.

#tmr #tmr fluff #tmr fanfiction #tmr x reader #tmr imagine #the maze runner #the maze runner fluff #the maze runner imagine fluff #the maze runner fanfiction #the maze runner imagine #tmr thomas #tmr thomas fluff #tmr thomas x reader #tmr thomas imagine #thomas the maze runner #thomas tmr

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the-fiction-witch · 5 months

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Tickle Fight!

Media The Maze Runner

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Adorable + Flirty AF

Requested Anonymous asked: Could you do an imagine where Newt and Y/n are having a tickle fight and then Y/n accidentally feels his hard-on, and then it’s all cute cause he gets rlly embarrassed?

I sat against the little log, my chicken skewer in hand, watching the shadows of the fire on the green glade grass and the tall grey walls of the maze, The boys parting away as they often did bonfire nights. Beside me sat Newt, in his usual hoodie with his jar of moonshine in his hands. Every so often he would bring his jar to his lips sipping the mysterious stuff.

"You're gross."

He jumped a little and glared at me, "I didn't even say anything."

"No, I don't know how you drink that stuff." I told him, "You even know what's in it?"

"I don't know, Gally's secret recipe" he smirked,

"Ehh I don't know how you drink it."

"Well when you've been here as long as I have, I'm sure you'll find your way to relax."

"I have my way to relax."

"Oh?"

"Umm, I have a nice hot shower, then to my room with some fresh yummy strawberries."

"That does sound nice." he nodded, "But you sure you don't want some?"

"I'm sure Newt." I nodded, leaning on his shoulder a little,

"Ohh, Hi love,"

"Hi." I smiled, "You have a cosy shoulder,"

"Oh, I do? good I'm happy you like my shoulder."

I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder for a good while before I hugged his arm,

"Awww," he smiled,

"tickle, tickle, tickle," I giggled playfully as I tickled up his inner arm,

"Ahhh! Noo-" He warned as he stopped my hand, "No tickling."

"Why?"

"Becuase I'm ticklish."

"Ohh are you Newtie," I smirked evilly,

"No. no. I know that look love, don't even think about it."

"Tickle Time!" I smiled as I jumped on him and began to tickle him,

"Noooo! Nooooo! Noooo!" He whined between his laughs as he tried desperately to remove my hands. "Noo! you stop or I'm gonna have to tickle you back."

"tickle, tickle, tickle," I giggled,

"Fine! I warned you." He smirked, as he threw me onto the grass and began to tickle me,

"ahhhh noooo newt!" I yelped,

So it became a fight the two of us scampered around the glade, whenever we reached one another our fight of tickles would continue, and I managed to get him pinned to the grass in the gardens with my knees on his thighs as I tickled him causing his endless laughed,

"nooo noooo! Nooo more tickles no more tickles I give in!" He whined, "You win! you win no more!"

"I win?"

"Yes you win!"

"good,"

"When I let you win you're meant to stop tickling me!"

"Nope! you must be punished for your crimes!"

"But I surrendered"

"I don't care."

"Noooo noooooo War crimes! war crimes! Geneva Convention!"

"No! no one can save you from my wrath!" I giggled tickling him even more going under his hoodie to ensure he had no escape,

"Noooooooo please!" He begged trying to squirm away,

But as I tickled him I felt something.

My face turned utterly red as my hand found something stiff and slightly throbbing through his brown tattered trousers, he noticed where my hand had ended up when he tried to squirm away. He turned even redder than me. We met eyes and there was for the first time in a good while, stillness and silence. I quickly moved my hand and he quickly pushed me off and pulled his knees to his chest.

"We gonna talk about what just happened?"

"No."

"Newt?"

"No."

"Did you-"

"Don't say anything love."

"Do you have-"

"Don't!" He warned,

"Newt?"

"... I uhhh i uhhhh I uhhh I'm really... sorry."

"For?"

"You know."

"I don't care."

"You don't?"

"No,"

"Uhhhhhh you uhhh you don't- Really?"

"I think it's cute,"

"Cute!"

"it's adorable to see you got so excited,"

"Ohhh uhhh well I uhhh yeah I uhhh I guess I did get a little excited."

"Ohh I felt it Newt you got very excited."

"I couldn't help it," he blushed, "Having you... running your hands all over me, and pinning me down, standing over me with your uhhh shirt so... uhhhh umm." He nodded,

"Dirty little boy."

"I didn't mean to! but you know... I've been here a long time love and you are our only girl... I - I can't help thinking like that sometimes."

"It's fine Newt I think it's adorable." I smiled kissing his cheek,

"You're really not mad at me?"

"No of course not,"

"Thank you, Love,"

"It's fine, Little newtie can't help but get excited."

"He can't, not with you around." He blushed, "Little newt can't help but get excited when the lovely girly is around."

"Very cute," I smiled kissing his cheek again, "but it's not saving you from tickles!" I smiled and jumped on him to tickle him again, tickling under his hoodie again,

"nooooooo!" he begged, "Noo please love!" He pleaded before he grabbed me and flipped us over so he was over me,

"Hi,"

"Hi Love,"

"you're going to torture me aren't you?" I asked sheepishly

"Maybe," he smiled but he leant down and kissed my lips with a sweet softness, he held my cheek gently, and stroked his thumb across my cheek, I kissed him back which only made him deepen our kiss till we each pulled away, "Whoa-"

"Ummm... maybe I should tickle you every day if that's how it ends."

"You don't have to tickle me to make me kiss you, love," he cooed closed the gap and kissed me again, I happily slid my hands up under his hoodie to stroke his chest as we kissed, his body began to slightly squirm on top of me as he pushed himself against me, he even moaned slightly into our kiss till I pulled back,

"I think little newtie is a little over-excited."

"I think so too." he gasped before he took my wrists in his hands, "If you're gonna have your hands on me, love, maybe move then... the other way?" he suggested as he gently guided my hands down,

"You'd like that?" I asked as I wrapped my legs around his waist,

"mhm," He gulped as he nodded quickly and excitedly,

"Well, how about we go back to my room?"

"Absolutely!" He yelped excitedly as he picked me up in his arms to all but carry me to my room with him.

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saskiahaggens · 1 year

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𝓜𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼

Masterlist

Pairing: Minho x Reader

Warnings: death

Word count: 1713

I used some references of one or two Tiktoks, Welcome to Gravity Falls and maybe some more I forgot about. It's an older story from my Wattpad account and since I hadn't much time I just translated it, so the quotes might be wrong.

Minho and Y/n were inseparable. Since she arrived at the glade with a few other guys they always stayed together.

»»--« »--««

"Hey, did you call Gally a bitch?" asked Minho after he approached Y/n.

A bit further away you could here Gally screaming and other people tried to calm him down.

"Yes! He eat our chocolate." Y/n defended herself while crossing her arms over her chest.

"Hey you can't- This bitch stole our chocolate?!"

"See! As if he couldn't have asked."

"As if we would have given him some."

»»--« »--««

"Y/n!" Minho yelled as he ran up to her.

Y/n didn't move an inch. Instead, she tried to finish her conversation with Alby as soon as possible.

When he drew closer, he shouted again, "Piggyback ride!" and leaped on the back.

Y/n stumbled briefly, but she was able to support Minhos' weight.

"Alright Alby, see you later! Y/n and I are out! Off to freedom!" Minho punched the air in celebration, while Y/n remained still.

Minho repeated the action rather than giving up. "I said, 'Off to freedom.'"

Y/n just shook her head and tried to throw Minho off her back, before leaving him in the dust as she headed to the kitchen.

Alby, on the other hand, simply rolled his eyes and walked away. He still held back his laughs. He'd become accustomed to yours and Minhos' stupidity.

»»--« »--««

"What's the matter, Minho?" Y/n chuckled and nudged his side. "Are you scared?"

The black-haired runner was nervous since it was the first time they were alone in the maze.

"As if. I'm-," Minho began.

"Yes, you are," Y/n chuckled, poking his side again.

"No I- Ow! Stop doing that, Y/n." He tried to swat her hand away.

Both of them froze, when they heard a loud growl in the distance. Y/n grabbed Minhos' arm and attempted to hide behind him. He would have made fun of her if he hadn't been so terrified back then.

"What was that?" Y/n questioned. "Was that your stomach?" she asked, much calmer than before.

"No. My stomach normally makes whale noises," he explained.

Y/n placed her ear on his tummy and listened just to be sure.

"Wow. Majestic."

»»--« »--««

"I'm not adorable. I will fight against you at the next bonfire," Minho stated and pretended to be taller than Gally. "We will see who is adorable then. Come on, Y/n, we're leaving."

His nose began to tickle just as he was about to take the first step away from Gally.

"Pfu," he sneezed softly.

"Aww, you sneeze like a kitten," Y/n said with a smile.

"Shut up, maybe he didn't hear it."

»»--« »--««

"Hey Newt! Did it hurt when you fell form heaven? 'cause it sure hurt when I did," Y/n wiggled her eyebrows.

"Did you just hit on yourself?" the blonde asked a bit confused.

"Yes she did and you have become irrelevant. Goodbye," laughed Minho while he lifted Y/n up as if she was nothing and sat her on his shoulders, before he walked away.

"What the bloody hell was that?" the second in command asked, more to himself then anybody else.

»»--« »--««

"Finally! We have the bonfire all to ourselves!" Y/n laughed, a little tipsy from Gallys' moonshine.

The rest of the gladers already went to sleep, so that only Y/n and Minho were left.

"What do you say? Dance party?"

"Y/n I-"

"Doesn't sound like a no for me~" she sang and began to dance with Minho.

»»--« »--««

"Stop him!" Y/n screamed to Newt, who was watching Minho and the girl run up to him.

"Jeez Minho, what did you do?" he asked when he came to halt in front of his friend.

"I- Wait what? Nothing!"

"Ha, tag! Your it!" Y/n called and poked his shoulder, before sprinting away.

"Look what you've done," Minho pouted, as he followed the girl.

»»--« »--««

"Dips on the top bunk!" they both shouted at the same moment, leaping onto the bunkbed.

"Jinxed and now get out," both of them said again at the same time and started a little fright.

"If you don't stop, they'll kick us out again," Newt moaned as he flung his pillow to break up the fight.

"Jokes on you. I will keep that," Y/n stuck out her tongue while trying to make herself comfortable.

"Y/n, get your ass out of my face!"

"Get your face out of my ass," she hissed as she smacked Minho with her pillow.

At one point, they just sat across from one another and just stared.

"I won't move."

"That's fine with me, Min-Min."

The next morning, Y/n awoke with a mustache on her face, much to everyone's delight.

"I was going to ask where you got the sharpie from, but I'm more intrigued in how I - as the only girl here - have more beard than all of you guys together."

Everybody went silent and with a proud smile Y/n went to get some breakfast.

»»--« »--««

"Wake up, common Minho!" Y/n screamed, concerned.

After they escaped Wicked, a lightning struck Minho as they ran away from a storm.

"Am I dead? Is that hell?" Minho murmured, and Y/n finally allowed herself to breathe again. "How do I look?" he asked, touching his hair.

"As ugly as always. Now get up," Y/n smiled and offered her hand to him.

»»--« »--««

Y/n watched the sunrise from the rooftop of the 'rebels' quarters, or whatever they were called.

"Hey," Newt said quietly as he sat down next to her.

Y/n just got into an argument with Thomas. It was about the plan to save Minho after he was kidnapped by Wicked once again. When she realized she wasn't herself, she left the room to prevent more damage. Newt had a feeling something was up, so he followed her.

"I need him. I need Minho," she whispered back, with tears in her eyes. "I'm scared." She drew up her sleeve, revealing the dark veins that wandered down her lower arm.

Newt remained silent for a minute before pulling her into a hug and eventually saying something to her. "I promise we'll get him back."

»»--« »--««

"Minho!" Y/n called out happy, when they realized who was standing in front of them.

They searched the whole headquarters to find him and now he was saving their lives. All of them quickly hugged each other, because at least for Y/n it was the last hug of this kind.

"Is this real?" he asked still a bit worried, while watching his three best friends.

"As real as your ugly hair," Y/n smiled.

»»--« »--««

"Just go without me," Y/n said as she realized her legs were no longer moving.

"Forget that idea right now. We will not abandon you!" Minho screamed above the gunfire and explosions.

"Minho, she is right. You, Gally, and Newt are going to get the serum. Get back as soon as possible. Otherwise, we won't be able to get there in time," Thomas agreed.

Minho nodded, knowing he was right, but he couldn't leave the girl behind, whose condition was deteriorating by the second.

"Keep on fighting. We will return in a moment," He muttered in her ear and kissed her on the cheek before approaching Gally, who only nodded in her direction.

Newt instantly approached her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Please stay safe, okay? Could you please give this to him, if I don't make it?"

When he didn't move, Y/n did the only thing that came to mind. "Please Newtie... please," she cried.

Knowing she would have done the same, he took the necklace and kissed her hand as he took it and whipped her tears away.

"Stay strong."

"I'll tell Alby you were a great leader," she said one more time before a pain rushed through her body and she coughed up black mucus.

"We can do this, Y/n.", she suddenly heard Thomas next to her, realizing that the others were gone.

"Please watch out for them... and yourself. You've all been through hell, and you deserve to be happy."

Thomas examined her before deciding what to do. He drew Y/n to her feet and began following their friends.

»»--« »--««

But it was all for nothing when the girl's lifeless body dropped to the ground. Thomas couldn't bear the look on Minhos' face so he left to get Teresa, still shocked and heartbroken about what happened moments ago.

"Y/n," Minho said as he sank down next to her. "I was to slow right?"

When he carefully closed her eyes, he yelled out her name in pain not even feeling Newt's touch on his shoulder.

"It's not your fault, Minho," Newt embraced him gently.

"I never told her that I loved her," he cried.

Newt and Gally were at a loss on what to do. How could they help Minho if the only person who could, was no longer alive?

»»--« »--««

Dear Minho,

I simply wanted you to know I wasn't scared. At the very least, not from death. When I first felt the flare running through my head, I was afraid about forgetting you. I thought about you every night. How you spat water in Albys' face because I made you laugh, or one of our countless other stories. I want you to make new memories like this with the others. I might not be there for you, but Newt, Thomas, Fry, and even Gally will be there, alright? I believe you can do this. I want you to be happy, Min-Min, because you deserve it, and I don't want you to have any regrets. Regardless of the fact that you never told me about your feelings or that I'm unable to sit next to you right now. Are you surprised? I knew you were madly in love with me. Do you know why? Because I love you too. So, thank you. Thank you so much for being there for me every time I needed you. Thank you, for giving me this tingly feeling when you looked at me. Thank you for just existing. Please stay save. Be happy and never every feel bad if you catch feelings for another person. It's okay.

Love Y/n ♥︎

»»--« »--««

Minho closed his eyes and thought back. Back in the days were everything was alright. Back in the days were Y/N was with him. Back in the days where he didn't feel like something was missing.

#tmr newt #tmr minho #duskwood everbyte #tmr brenda #the maze runner #minho x reader #x reader #tmr imagine #imagine #the death cure #tmr fanfiction #tmr #The maze runner #maze runner #minho tmr x reader #minho fluff

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aang3ll · 4 months

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Finally, an intro post

(Please ignore my horrendous handwriting)

You can call me Rain or Angel :))

I use any and all pronouns, as seen above! Things I'll do on this blog

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-Shitpost

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_________________________________ 1. ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW 2. Sometimes, there may be certain characters that I don't want to write for due to personal reasons, so please be respectful of that 3. You are allowed to request for fandoms that aren't on my fandom list 4. If, for some reason, your request is not fulfilled, please do not deal with this situation by getting angry and spamming my inbox or smth. Instead, simply shoot me a DM, and I will either get onto your request, and/or explain to you why your request wasn't or will not be fulfilled (depends on the request) 5. And lastly, please do not hate on certain requests just because you do not like a character or fandom Also, please note that fics and stuff probably won't be very long, because I have low writing stamina __________________________________________________________

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-Creepypasta

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-Call of Duty (Modern Warfare)

-TADC

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-Villaino(u)s

-IT (1900's 1 and 2, as well as 2000's 1 and 2)

-TOH

-South Park (Kids AND Adults)

-BNHA/MHA

-HTF

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-Hazbin Hotel

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-Elemental

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2. K!nk + N$FW accounts

3. Zoos + Maps + Nomaps

4. Homophobic + Transphobic + Racist folks

5. LGB without the T. Trans people liTERALLY HELPED FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHTS IN SUCH BIG WAYS!!!

6. Pseudogenic + Tulpa + Endogenic systems. Need I say more?

7. 1NC3ST SHIPPERS. NEED. I. SAY. MORE?

8. Colleen supporters

9. Anyone who isn't against $@ + @buse

10. "Super Straight" folks. Just say you're transphobic lol 11. CC!Wilbur supporters.

----------------------------------------------------------------- And, that's it, folks! Have a wonderful day/night!

#tickle content #tword content #sfw tickling community #tickle fluff #tword community #tword blog #sfw tk blog #tickle thoughts #aangell

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thedepthsoffandomminds · 2 months

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Maze Runner Chapter eighteen

Previous chapter

Master list

You're woken by Mai Mai licking at your face. Newt gently turns the tiger away and you realise you're resting in his lap. His big brown eyes meet yours and he smiles.

“Good morning sweetheart.”

You sit up and look around, Thomas was also just waking up and Brenda was sitting on a couch with a blanket over her legs. The man from the front was tied to a chair and the others stood around the room. Jorge punched the man.

“I suggest that you talk! You son of a bitch! Damn it!” Jorge growled.

“I'm sorry… you're going to have to leave my house.”the man coughed.

“Looks like you've been having fun. Listen. I don't enjoy hurting you. Where is the Right Arm, Marcus?”

“Wait, this is Marcus?” Thomas stands up.

“The kid catches on quick. Are you the brains

of the operation?” The man you now knew was Marcus said.

“I know you know where they're hiding. So you tell me, and I'll make you a deal. You can come with us.” Jorge explained.

“I burned that bridge a long time ago. Besides, I made my own deal. You're the one who taught me, never miss an opportunity.” he laughed.

“What's he talking about?” Newt asks.

“I'm talking about supply and demand. WICKED wants all the Immunes they can get. I help provide that for them. So I lure the kids in, they get drunk, they have a good time. And then, later, WICKED comes in… they separate the wheat from the chaff.” Marcus explained, laughing again. He ignores the blood running down his face.

“I changed my mind, hermano. I do enjoy hurting you.” Jorge kicks the chair Marcus is tied to over and pulls his gun out. “Talk! Talk!”

“Okay! Jesus! But I'm not making any promises. These guys like to move around. They have an outpost in the mountains but it's a long way away. You got half of WICKED on your ass. You're never gonna make it.” Marcus coughs out.

“Not on foot. Where's Bertha?” It was Jorge's turn to smile.

You all pile into the car. It's a little cramped, even with Mai Mai in the trunk with Frypan. You sat on Newt's lap in the front seat, Brenda beside you with Minho, Aris, Thomas and Teresa in the back. The drive was actually nice. You all had a new set of supplies you had taken from Marcus. There was a nice breeze blowing through the car that cooled off the hot sun and it felt nice to be close to Newt again. There was a jovial air amongst your party that eased you all. Jorge drove along a road that led up the mountainside.

He stopped the car and you all tumbled out. There were a number of cars abandoned on the road.

“Well, I guess we're on foot.” he announced the obvious to you. As you walk it feels too quiet to you and apprehension tickles your nerves.

Thomas notices a bullet hole in a car windscreen, he brings his fingers up to it and a bullet whizzes past him. You all rush to hide behind the cars. Mai Mai pushes you and Newt against a car covering you with her long body. You clutch your arm to your chest and Newt sees you. The foreign stops and it goes quiet until you hear a female voice talking to Thomas and Jorge, a rifle pointed at them.

“On your feet, let's go!” The two women call you all over to them and you step forward with your arms up. The woman with the dreadlocks lowers her gun.

“Oh my god Aris?” She pulls her mask off.

“Oh my god, Harriet?” Aris rushed past you all and grabbed the woman. She was no older than any of you. The other girl pulled her mask off and ran over.

“Sonya.” Aris hugged her as well.

“Aris you're lucky we didn't shoot your dumb ass.” The blonde laughed.

“What's happening?” Minho asked.

“We were in the maze together.” Aris explained. Harriet used her fingers to send out a loud whistle.

“We're clear guys, come on out!” She shouted.

“Copy that, all clear.” A man's voice called back. Looking around the mountain tops you see several people standing up with weapons.

“Whoa.” You breathe out.

The two girls show you all up through the mountain to a set of cars.

“Err the tiger will have to go-”

“She stays with me.” You say leaving no chance for an argument.

“Sure.” Harriet gives you a tight grin and shows you to the second car. Mai Mai jumps in with you and Newt. They drive you to the main base. It's a series of tents and a hive of work. Easily over a hundred people were scattered around the base. Delicious food was being cooked nearby and you could hear laughter, genuine happy laughter.

“Where's Vince?” Sonya asked one of the men who pointed to his left.

“Whose Vince?” Thomas asked.

“He's the one that decides if you get to stay.” Harriet replied.

“I thought the right arm was supposed to be an army.” Thomas said.

“Yeah, we were. This is all that's left of us. Lot of good people died getting us this far. Who are they?” A man with blonde hair and a rough tired face stepped up to your group.

“They're Immunes. Caught 'em coming up the mountain.” Harriet explained.

“Did you check 'em?”

“I know this guy, Aris. I trust him.” She pointed at him.

“Well, I don't. Check 'em.”

Just as the other men were coming close to check you all Brenda gasped for air and fell forward, collapsing on the floor.

“Brenda! Brenda!” Jorge and Thomas jumped to her.

“What's going on?” Vince asks.

“Brenda! Brenda. Brenda, talk to me.” Jorge pulls Brenda on to his lap and holds her.

“ I'm sorry. I'm sorry.” She sputters.

“What's going on with her?” Vince growled.

“I don't know. Brenda, are you all right? Brenda? Talk to me.” Jorge begins to cry. Vince steps up to them and pulls her trousers leg up exposing the posing wound.

“ What the hell?”

“Shit!”

“Crank! We got a Crank!”

Several.of the men draw their weapons and point them at Brenda.

“ No!” Thomas leaps in front of them, “Listen, okay? This just happened, okay?She's not dangerous yet.” He tries to explain.

“You shouldn't have brought her here!” Vince shouts.

“I know.”

“We let Cranks in here now, the safe haven doesn't last a week! Step back!” Vince moved his gun to point at Thomas.

“I understand, okay? I understand. Just listen. Please. Please, okay? I told her that you could help.”

“Okay? No.”

“There's got to be something you can do.” He implores them.

“Yeah, there is. I can put her out of her misery.” Vince moves forward aiming his pistol at Brenda once again.

“No! No!” You all shout at once. Vince grabs hold of Thomas.

“Vince, that's enough! Let him go. Let him go!” a woman pushed through the crowd over to Brenda and crouched beside her.

“She's infected, Doc. There's nothing we can do for her.” Vince said.

“No, but he can. Hello, Thomas.” The woman said with a soft smile.

“What?” Thomas took a step back, “You know me?”

“Interesting. It makes sense they'd put you in the maze. Though I must admit...I was worried they'd kill you after what you did.” She said.

“What I did?”

“The first time we spoke, you said you couldn't take it anymore, watching your friends die, one by one. The last time we spoke, you gave me the coordinates of every WICKED compound, trial and lab.”

“He was our source.” Vince realised.

“We couldn't have pulled all this off without him. Take her to the tent. Get these guys some warm clothes. Thomas, come on. I need to get some blood from you.” She said, You watched as they went into the med tent.

In the beginning, we were lost. Harriet and Sonya showed you all over to a tent where they issued you all with warmer coats. She leads Mai Mai over to the cook tent where she is given a large slab of meat.

Newt watches you, pressing his lips together.

“Y/n, can I talk to you?” He asks and you follow him back out of the tent and round one of the large rocks, blocking you from view of the others.

“What happened to your arm?” He asks abruptly.

“I don't know what you mean.” You say and instinctively pull your arm closer to yourself.

“Show me, please.” You can see the fear in his eyes and it melts you.

“Look it happened when Winston got hurt. One of the Cranks-”

“What?” He grabbed your arm and pulled back your sleeve, revealing the bite wound. It was clean and healing. Newt blinked a few times.

“What?” He says again.

“I guess I am immune.” You say, hoping it would lighten his mood.

“Y/n, why did you hide this from me?” he asks, running his thumb over the healing wound.

“I was frightened, I didn't want to turn into one of them. I didn't want you to see me like that. I figured if anything happened I could just sort it out myself.” You admit, holding back the tears that wanted to fall. Newt pulled your arm up to his face and kissed the wound.

“You don't have to go through anything alone anymore.” He took a breath, kissed your knuckles, “I love you, so I'll help you with anything that happens.” He took your other hand and pressed a soft kiss to your palm, “it killed me not knowing if you were alive before, Mai Mai had to drag me away from there when the building collapsed.” A tear fell from his eye as he looked at you.

“I'm sorry, Newt. I haven't been a very good girlfriend.” You try to make.a.joke and he chuckles.

“No, you've been terrible.” He laughs and pulls you closer by wrapping your arms around his neck, your faces now inches apart. You feel his breath fan out over you as he closes the space between you. Your body freezes for a second when his lips finally touch yours, until your body takes over and you melt into him. Newt holds you against the rock as he kisses you until you both have to draw back and breathe.

"I love you too, newt" your smile.

@fandomfan-102 @deanstolemydragon @afalls14universe @akilaporu001

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shroomthebest · 2 months

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Sweet pie

Lee:Owen ler:Apo

(This is a tickle fic if your not comfortable don’t read this take care <3)

-TICKLING IS NOT A KINK NOR FETISH FOR ME-

“Your doing it wrong”

Owen whined facing Apo with the spoon in his hands, they had been out in the maze all day. Running and mapping, they would have invited Rasbi if she wasn’t resting.

“I’m not”

Apo insisted with a smile, he pointed to the dough and stirred it slightly with his own wooden spoon. There were still apples that they hadn’t used to the side, to be honest the whole clearing had probably heard them bickering by now. but Apo couldn’t care less, he had been waiting all day for a moment with Owen alone. Without any pressure of being the leader of the runners on their shoulders, turned out that was harder than expected.

“Look see, it’s looks just like the one we made with Rasbi”

Apo said giving Owen a judging glare, Owen whined once again

“No it doesn’t, see it’s more lumpy. It looks so weird”

Owen groaned walking over beside Apo and leaning against the table to look at the dough, he poked it and pulled his hand away with small bits of dough stuck to his finger

“Don’t poke it!”

Apo exclaimed looking at Owen in utter disbelief and maybe disgust as he stepped infront of the dough

“You wil ruin my perfect pie crust shape”

Apo said with fake annoyance, Owen scoffed and smirked teasingly

“If not perfect at all, even my oldest bow looks better beside that thing”

Owen teased crossing his arms in a mocking way even as it clearly wasn’t serious.

“Oh you know what that’s it!”

Apo scowled playfully, Owen barely got enough time to process his words before he was on the ground with Apo on top of him, relentlessly squeezing and scribbling on his sides. Owen shrieked and the dam broke within milliseconds as giggles began tumbling out of his mouth, he squirmed and wiggled but it didn’t help at all. Apo laughed in a fake evil villain voice.

“This is a good punishment I think, I even get to hear your laugh which is nice to”

Apo paused before smiling brightly like he wasn’t tickling the breath out of Owen.

“Have i ever told you how much I love your laugh?, it’s so cute and bubbly!”

Owen squealed at the tease shaking his head quickly, Apo had found a sensitive spot on his sides. And while Owens sides might not be his worse spot it certainly did tickle, it was ridiculous how good Apo was at tickling someone. Apo smiled wider at the squeal, his eyes widened.

“Oh my god you squeal?”

Apo said cheerfully, he massaged into the spot Owen had squealed at and his face brightened as Owen once again squealed at the touch, Apo laughed along with him his demon tail wagging behind him as well finding the bonding moment so very sweet.

“It’s like a squeal button! Im telling everyone about this spot!”

Owen shook his head again at that and began kicking his legs out behind him in desperation, Apo realized at the action but waited for Owen to call for him to stop, he kept tickling his sides and the so called squeal button. His hands squeezed and scribbled all over the sensitive spots on his sides.

Owen was giggling like a little kid, squeezing his eyes shut and scrunching his nose a few times. Honestly the sensation wasn’t bad, maybe Owen would have felt uncomfortable if it wasn’t for the fact it was Apo tickling him, his best friend Apo. They hadn’t had a moment like this alone in a while, they were both so laser focused on getting out lately that they entirely forget everything else almost, Owen enjoyed it spending time with Apo and the tickling in some ways. But his need for air won at last

“Aphoho stohohop”

Owen giggled out his hair all messed up and tears budding at the edges of his eyes, Apo smiled but stopped tickling Owen the second the words left his mouth, getting up from where they had been laying on the ground. Owen was still regaining his breath and he sat up against the table they had been making Apple pie on a few minutes ago. Giggles still interrupted his breathing and his blush was as bright as ever, Owen surely looked up again.

“I hate you so much”

He promised getting off the ground yet still leaning against the table, he looked at Apo almost accusingly as he just kept the teasing smirk

“Yeah right that’s why you weren’t asking me to stop every second”

Apo teased and he laughed when Owen flushed an even brighter shade of pink than before

“I- you!-“

Owen stuttered over his words before giving up and just settling with glaring at Apo.

“Come on the pie isn’t gonna make it self!”

Apo told him grabbing his own wooden spoon back and then reaching Owen his, which he took but not without a distrustful glare.

later that day Owen handed Apo a slice of Raspberry Pie and Apple Pie, Rasbi was sat beside them now. Laughing at one of Owens jokes about Mowhee, When Apo looked down at the slice of pie he froze. On the slice of apple pie that him and Owen had made together there was a single white feather, Apo gulped as Rasbi looked over and frowned.

“Why did Owen put a feather on yours?”

Apo shook his head almost in denial, Owen had walked off after handing the slices of pie to both of them claiming that he had made a promise to help Graecie with her crops. Apo looked at Rasbi, seeming terrified.

“I am a dead man”

Apo whispered to Rasbi.

Part two anyone? This took some time and I wrote it all in one shot which is new for me lol, hope you enjoyed and as always I will delete this if any of the creators aren’t comfortable with this kind of content made about them, please inform me if they aren’t :D

-TICKLING IS NOT A KINK NOR FETISH FOR ME-

Stay safe! <3

#mcyt tickle #outsiders smp #minecraft #owengejuicetv #apokuna #tickle fluff #apple pie #pow creations #pie duo #mcyt #tickle fic #tickle

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hollybell51 · 2 years

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Nightmares pt I

Series masterlist, masterpost

Newt x fem!Reader

Maze Runner, (2009 novel - James Dashner, 2014 film - Wes Ball)

Word count: 510

Summary: you do your best to comfort Newt after a nightmare. Too bad your best consists of rambling until he falls asleep.

Content: fluff, kinda hurt/comfort I guess, idk.

Notes: I think this might have been another request from the wattpad days that ended up turning into like a miniseries? Again, I’m not sure. Enjoy!

You were woken by a gasping sob, right next to you. “Newt?” you mumbled, turning over to face him. He was still asleep, but panting hard and twitching, a deep furrow creasing his forehead.

“(Y/N),” he gasped, “(Y/N), no!”

“Newt,” you said, just a little louder, “I’m here, it’s ok.”

“Don’t take her,” he muttered, sounding desperate, “take me, but not her.”

“Newt,” you repeated, reaching over and shaking his shoulder.

He sat bolt upright, looking around wildly, sweat glistening on his forehead in the moonlight, tears shining in his eyes. “(Y/N),” he panted, looking around.

“Newt,“ you said, truly worried now, “I’m right here, you’re ok.”

His haunted gaze landed on your face, and he pulled you into a tight hug, burying his face in your neck. “(Y/N), you’re ok, you’re ok.” He whispered, his chest heaving against yours.

Carefully, you put my arms around him, holding him like that until he calms down. “What’s going on?” you asked, pulling back and looking him in the face.

“Nightmare,” he muttered, “you…”

“Hey,” you put a hand on his cheek, wiping a tear that had leaked out, “just a dream. I’m ok, you’re ok, we’re safe here, yeah?”

“Yeah,” he looked around again, as if making sure he was still in the Glade.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” you asked gently and he shook his head, looking down at his hands.

“Can you just… talk?” he asks softly.

You pressed your lips together, unsure of yourself. He liked your voice, he liked listening to you, he was always saying it. But what could you possibly talk about? You weren’t some great storyteller, or a poet, the most you could do would be to recite Frypan’s recipe for bolognese sauce. But as you looked at the face of the boy you adored so much, sweat still beaded on his brow and his dark eyes hollow with barely receding fear, you couldn’t say no. “Do you wanna know how to chop an onion so that you don’t cry?”

Relief flashed across Newt’s face, and he nodded as he lay back down, gesturing for you to do the same. You smiled as you wriggled into the space between his arms, his warm chest pressed against your back and his hair tickling your neck.

“The trick is to keep them in the fridge. And the knife’s gotta be sharp.”

“Cause otherwise you just squish it, right?”

You nodded, feeling the uncertainty flood out of you like water from a leaky pot. “Frypan says there’s a chemical in them that’s less toxic when it’s cold, so you cry less.”

“That why they’re always in the cooler?”

“Yeah, that’s why.”

“Hm, does it work for garlic too?”

You nodded again. As you talked on about the stupid garlic and onions and shallots, you felt Newt’s body soften against yours, his breathing evening out and his fingers rubbing gentle circles over where they rested on your ribs. If this was what it took, you thought, you could talk about cutting onions forever.

#the maze runner #Maze Runner #newt maze runner #newt #newt x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #self insert fanfiction #maze runner fanfiction #oneshot #maze runner oneshot #reader insert #fem!reader #fluff #maze runner fluff

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lullabyes22-blog · 11 months

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Snippet - Forward, but Never Forget/XOXO - A Sense of Farce

Silco remembers a first meeting...

Forward, but Never Forget/XOXO on AO3

The Lanes in those days seethed with disorder, mostly theft and violence. A slow crawl of refugees clogged the streets. Some gravitated to the caverns below; others to the low-rent districts above. Many took to the Lanes themselves, resorting to pickpocketing and mugging.

Once, on Silco's way between errands, a stout youth with a geometrical maze of tattoos had threatened to cut his throat in the back-alley. Silco remembers that night vividly. Not because of danger, but a distorted sense of farce.

"Gimme your money."

He was Shuriman. Silco could tell by his accent. He was also scared stiff. He'd clutched a grimy tanning knife at an awkward angle. The blade wavered like a feather. Rather than a stabbing, Silco felt more threatened by the prospect of a tickling.

He stared into the youth's eyes. He was a big lug; a head taller than Silco, and twice his weight. And yet he looked as jittery as a child with stage fright.

"I have," Silco said, enunciating plainly, "three Hexes in my pocket. I'll give you one if you haul a couple of crates."

The youth gurned in disbelief, "Crates?"

"Benzo's spoonyman is drunk as a skunk. I need someone for heavy lifting. You look strong."

"I ain't no whore," the youth blurted.

"I said haul crates. If I meant let's fuck, I'd have said so. Come along. And give me that knife. It's so filthy you'll give yourself tetanus just touching it."

Bewildered, the youth complied.

His story was typical. Shipwrecked on the southern coast, he'd arrived in the Undercity penniless and hungry, a younger sister latched on to his arm. In desperation, he'd turned to crime to feed them. Wherever he saw the opportunity to steal, he seized it.

Now he lived like a real sumprat, fighting tooth and claw for scraps.

Silco and Vander did their best to help those with guts. Neither of them were paragons of virtue. But they knew how low an empty belly could lay a boy. They'd put them to work in the Black Lanes as runners. They'd teach them the basics of the trade: Vander playing disciplinarian, Silco playing mentor. The rest—the savvy, the street smarts—the kids picked up on their own.

They had no choice. The Lanes were no death-knell of social Darwinism. They were its ugliest tenets in the unnatural parameters of a petri dish. Life moved in fast-forward, and came with its own inalterable mutations. Those who triumphed did so by shedding old skin—or devouring that of their peers.

Survival was the best teacher of all.

The boy proved competent as a runner. But in a month's time, he'd fallen afoul of Enforcers, and gotten hauled off to Stillwater. Silco wouldn't see him until twelve years later, in a cage match at Rotten Row.

By then, he and Lock would both be altered beyond recognition.

#arcane #arcane league of legends #arcane silco #silco #arcane lock #forward but never forget/xoxo #forward (never forget)/xoxo #arcane vander #vander #zaundads

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feathergil · 3 months

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Okay so lemme start my little list (i love my sillies)

- So Newt, Thomas and Minho, Minho and Thomas are the crazy, sassy ones, and Newt is the calmer one, like that one meme of a person holding two people on leashes.

- Going along with this, Minho and Thomas definitely get into a lot of tickle fights and Newt tends to be the one who watches on the side and laughs at them

- Sometimes instead of going against eachother, Minho and Thomas would just drag Minho down and wreck him instead (i love newt so bad that's bae!!)

- So ticklishness wise, it goes Newt, Thomas, Minho (they're all ticklish just newt is worse off)

-Newt just GIVES ticklish side energy like?!?!?! If someone pokes his side or squeezes it man falls to the GROUND

- Thomas finds out when he was going to pass by Newt and held his side causing Newt to squeals and fall down (uses it against him all the time)

- Minho just knows everything, so he gets dirt on the other two and uses it as blackmail against them

YEA THOSE ARE SOME SILLY THINGS I THOUGHT ABOUT

YEAHHHHHH THESE ARE SO CUTE BRO!!!! lemme share some too

- thomas is ticklish in more “uncommon” spots like his back and inner arms and palms. he’s a normal amount of ticklish everywhere but those specific spots are pretty heightened. HE SNORTS BTW

- minho is a giggler. he throws his head back and lets out these hearty giggles that fill up the whole room. he seems like the type who goes completely limp when tickled

- newt is so dramatic when tickled. he’s not loud but he complains so much even if he’s barely even being tickled (but then gets grumpy if the ler Actually stops)

#inbox #the maze runner tickle #tmr tickle

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auroras-space25 · 4 days

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Hello Tickle Community📸

☁︎︎Hi! I’m Aurora☁︎︎

I’m new to the tickle community so here are some things about my new blog🌏

I will write fics and headcanons ♡︎

I only write for 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 characters/people and from a 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 reader perspective ✧

I will write for 𝐋𝐞𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐋𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𑁍

I’m only 18 years old so I’m not very into NSFW content ☽

My prompts are 100% open! Please feel free to put through any ideas ♧︎

I write for 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 and also 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 from my list of Fandoms below✬

Messages are open but please be kind and respectful, you are free to ask anything whether it’s about tickling or not, just please be respectful ✫彡

Fandoms I Write For:

𝐓𝐯 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬:ꨄ

Supernatural

The Last Of Us

Gilmore Girls

Teen Wolf

Criminal Minds

Daredevil

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies

Brooklyn 99

Outerbanks

The Summer I Turned Pretty

American Horror Story (Tate/James/Evan)

The Maze Runner

Stranger Things

Grey’s Anatomy

𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬:★

10 Things I Hate About You

The Outsiders

Scream 1-6

Twilight

Pirates Of The Caribbean

The Dirt

MCU (Tony, Steve, Bucky, Peter Q, Peter P, Loki, Thor, Bruce, Clint, Deadpool, + The Actors)

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬/𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬:♫

Mötley Crüe

Nirvana

Metallica

Guns N Roses

Arctic Monkeys

One Direction

#Tickle Community #tickle #tickling #lee!reader #ler!reader #switch!reader #tickle fic #tickle headcanon #ticklish!reader

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its-tea-time-darling · 1 year

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Oh tea. The rarepairs I have thought about. You’ve opened a door and the ocean is at it (the ocean being my unhinged mind) (and I will not flood you though) 💕

First — I’ve been thinking about Aris and Gally a lot and I want to see if you can be on board with me. To my knowledge their interaction is few and far between but I just kind of love the idea of them.

Aris: contained and somewhat shy but even more cunning than Thomas, less outspoken and openly curious but finds out information and pieces together things on his own before showing anyone else and if someone gets the privilege to see what he’s discovered it’s a great one, not exactly an amazing runner but has his own tactics of survival as he is somewhat mischievous in his own right. Kind of the hidden predator you’d never expect but also doesn’t want to be that if he doesn’t have to.

Gally: I’d wax poetic but we both know, we just both KNOW, especially post tdc he’s damaged and lonely and trying his best, can be absolutely brutal but doesn’t want to be seen as such, ruthless when on a mission, is very intelligent and was often underestimated, does let fear control his motivation but he’s trying to overcome that because he wants to be BRAVE (oh look at that I’m waxing poetic again).

Anyways, yeah — tea, do you have thoughts or am I alone on this boat?

why helloooOOOO

first off: crest, you are NEVER alone in a boat 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 but also not in this specific one, worry not.

i've talked about aris and gally with @dunne-ias before and i do love the idea of them!! i believe that was in a modern day au, where aris just fit that tad bit better than thomas because he's that little bit more.. off. which is a bit of what you're getting at, too, i think?

ias correct me if i'm wrong but i think it was aris being into gally and gally not clocking it At All? which in that instant was just much more charming than if it would've been thomas, bc thomas is all head first running into something and aris would be keeping his cards close to his chest, even if he was trying to make it super obvious he had a thing for gally??

and you got me thinking, i don't know that they ever interact in canon at all. aris isn't on the minho rescuing mission, and i just watched the safe haven vince pep talk scene pretty closely to do that thomally week gifset and i don't think gally and aris are shown to acknowledge each other.. but i could be wrong, i wasn't specifically on the lookout!

i do think that in movie canon aris and gally are a very interesting spot, because aris could only ever have heard about gally's arc in the maze second hand. and he never knew chuck. so he might be intuitively more inclined than the gladers to have empathy as his primary reaction to those events. and it could result in scenes of gally trying to explain to aris just why he is such a bad person.

ohhhhh but honestly now i'm thinking about them at safe haven 0.0. quietly working alongside each other (different tasks though, i wouldn't think aris would be especially skilled in building something), and it takes gally much longer to notice aris in the first place than the other way around. bc gally's so caught up in everyone he lost, and the guilt he's carrying with him. i think talking to aris, and forming some sort of tentative friendship could be a really good way for him to get some tether to live that isn't centered around the gladers as a social group.

OR, this just came to me, it could start off as a hook up alsdkjfsalkdjffds. love sex + emotions <3 oh my god. i am having vivid ideas of how a scene like that could go. curse you, crest.

but also thank you - tickling new spots of the brain is always a good time! and tmr rarepairs are just a fantastic way of doing that.

#tea answers #ask #rarepairs #tmr rarepairs #rarepair asks #crest #aris/gally #ally ?#alskdjflaksdj #rially #idk man #doesn't matter lksdj #the maze runner #tmr #maze runner #tmr aris #tmr gally #long post

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voidpetrova · 7 months

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I loved your 'dating Thomas would included! Could you do one for Minho as well please?

‧₊˚❀‧minho love love loves to be adventures more than the next runner—he makes the best out of what he has and takes you hiking, on obstacle courses, and pretty much anything involving the great outdoors

‧₊˚❀‧loves teasing you, whether it's in bed, or tickling you just to hear you laugh

‧₊˚❀‧sharing training sessions together gosh he'd teach you everything about anything

‧₊˚❀‧after a long day in the glade, you'd have deep and meaningful conversations with minho under the stars, sharing your hopes, fears, and dreams

‧₊˚❀‧sometimes, you wouldn't need words to communicate. just sitting together in silence, knowing you have each other's backs, would be enough

‧₊˚❀‧he loves it when you play with his hair, he loves the feeling of your nails trailing alongside his neck and back

‧₊˚❀‧minho's protective nature would shine through in your relationship, and he'd always make sure you're safe in a world filled with obstacles

‧₊˚❀‧you'd celebrate every small victory in the maze, whether it's solving a puzzle or successfully navigating a tough section, making the most of every moment

‧₊˚❀‧so so gentle in bed—a lot of, “this okay, sweetheart?” snd even more, “tell me if i'm being too rough, 'kay?”

‧₊˚❀‧you are his rock. you are the person he's most vulnerable with, whom he can cry in front of without feeling an ounce of pressure or shame

#tmr #the maze runner #minho tmr #minho the maze runner #minho headcannons #minho x reader #tmr minho x reader #tmr minho fluff #minho fluff #minho x reader fluff #tmr fanfiction #tmr oneshot #tmr imagine

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the-fiction-witch · 1 year

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Love

Media The Maze Runner

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smut

Concept Cuddles

Smut Sneaking into bed/ ‘Love’/ groping/ fondling/ breast play/ nipple play/ fingering/ grinding/ humping/

I laid in my little bed in the small hit the boys had built for me, being the only girl they felt it was best to give me privacy or as much as they could in the glade. And that was very kind of them, I had my own little medjack style bed, my own little shower and toilet. And my own space in the laundry to wash my clothes to keep them separate from the boys. I liked the privacy however I did sometimes feel a little left out. There would be injokes and such like from the homestead hammocks or the boys coming showers that I would never truly understand them again not sure i wanted to. I tried to sleep but often found myself too busy in my own mind even if my Hut was dark and quiet. I turned over trying to get myself to bed when I could have sworn I heard a sound the sort of sound that freezes you in place makes you hold your breath and listen intently to see if it was truly a sound or your own mind deceiving you but no. I headed footsteps through the dirt and leaves outside my hut. For a second I was fearful but relaxed, probably just one of the boys gone for a walk or something? I didn't let it worry me until I heard the creek of my little door opening and closing and before he took another step I knew who it was. The only boy allowed in my hut.

He snuck over with the sounds of shifting fabric before my covers where tugged up and he climbed in beside me pressing his warm body against me, wrapping his long slender arms around my waist keeping his right hand on my hip stroking it slightly with his thumb, his leg moving between my own tucking his knee up close to me, he pressed his hips as close to my own as possible immediately I could feel what had kept him up so long as nuzzled between my cheeks was his hard stiff erection his face nuzzled into my neck giving my shoulder a kiss, I could feel his hair slightly tickling me, I could smell his grassy tea scent and of course recognise his sweet Calli's hands and of course the feeling of him nuzzled so close to me.

"Ummm hi love" he Cooes in my ear pressing kisses up and down my neck

"Hi newt" I blushed

"Awww so red? Your cute" he Cooes pulling me a little closer "it okay I stay tonight love?"

"Umm humm" I nodded

"Good, I'll keep you nice and cosy I promise" he says kissing my cheek

"Goodnight newt"

"Goodnight y/n"

I got cosy feeling him around me very nearly drifting off to sleep but I noticed him shift his hips at first I didn't think much off it maybe he was just adjusting himself but it didn't stop his hips continued to shift and move slightly in the bed moving to grind against my ass his hand still on my hip giving me little room to escape him not that I wanted too, he was harsh grinding his hips against my own rubbing his erection against me with only his boxers and my panties between us, continuing his kisses on my neck and shoulder his breaths getting much sharper as he got harsher with his movements

"Newt?" I asked almost in a whisper

"Yes love?"

"What are you up to?"

He chuckled a little moving closer making sure to grind as he spoke "what do you think I'm doing love?" He growled

"I have a theory"

"I bet you do" he smirked his left hand slipping seductively up my shirt before he took a grip of my breast in his long fingers "uuuhh bloody hell love" he groans pushing his hips hard against my own almost as if the grinding movement of his hips stopped so he could focus all his movement into squeezing my breast tightening and loosening his fingers as well as physically moving my breasts back and forth of course them loose from my bra with only my shirt between his hand and my skin he clearly was enjoying himself so much so his other hand joined in too gripping both my breasts firmly

"Newt-" I gasped

"Umm they feel so good" he groans his kisses turning more into long sucker like spots on my exposed skin "uuhh- uuughhh" he groans a little louder then he likely should have "ummm love? What's this?" He smirked his fingers running over the nipples now poking through my shirt half from the cold and half from his attention of my breasts he ran his thumbs over them tenderly but enough to make me gasp "bloody hell love, that feel nice?' he smirked now purposely grasping them between his thumbs and fingers to twist them and rub them though my shirt which caused bubbles of pleasure between my legs and of course them to get harder

"Umm" I whined

"Use your words love" he growled

"Yes"

"Yes what?"

"It feels nice"

"More?" He cooed

"Yes please"

"Alright love" he smiled rubbing much harder and more merciless while still groping when he could all of which made bubbles of pleasure that made me squirm in the bed and he smirked grinding Against me so my squirms worked to give him pleasure as my hips squirming rubbed on his erection "ummm your so beautiful love" he Cooes taking his right hand away to sit back on my hip so he could rub my hip again keeping me still

"Uughhh newt!" I gasped

"Your adorable when your horny love" he growled "how about I give you a hand? To help quell that throbbing need for pleasure" he smirked "would you like that?"

"Yes please"

"Alright love, tell me if you want faster" he smirked moving his hand from my hip to slip under my panties and rub on my clit making me gasp bitting my pillow as to not squeal "uuuuuuuhhh bloody hell you sound so good love" he growled biting on my neck as he kept playing with my breast and my clit still grinding himself against me I tried to resist, I tried to keep quiet to make sure we wouldn't get caught but his sweet rubs and strokes where driving me crazy "yeah, you like that love?" He growled noticing my struggles to resist the pleasure he gave me and I nodded "your so cute" he smirked "you wanna cum love?"

"Ummm hummm" I nodded

"Use your words" he growled his hand moving from my breast so grasp my neck

"Yes"

"Then give me a show" he demanded pushing me out of my bed I blushed hard getting to my feet by I know what he wants as he sat up in my bed, I moved to the edge of the bed making sure to turn away being slow as I undid the few buttons on my shirt slipping it off my shoulder and looking back at him biting his lip in my bed, I slipped of off both my shoulders turning to face him still hiding myself away "drop it. Now." He growled So I did as he asked dropping my shirt but covering myself with my hands "shuck- humm no need to hold them love I wanna see. Besides we both know how hard they already are" he smirked moving to the edge of the bed I blushed and moved my hands away "ummmm there getting bigger" he growled, "must be all the attention their getting" he grabbed my hips moving me between his legs and stroking between my legs "bloody hell love. Dripping already?"

"Newt please" I gasped holding his shoulder

"On your back and don't scream remember love or alby will find us. And we don't want him knowing how bad the little glade girl loves my cock" he smirked tearing my panties apart at the seam and throwing me down on the bed.

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