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al-911 · 3 days
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That face you make when you KNOW you are going to talk.
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echo1321 · 2 days
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Perfect technique 🤌🏼
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You have such an adorable laugh I just want to keep tickling you.
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alastor-simp · 3 months
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"Ticklish, My Dear?" - Alastor x Reader Oneshot
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"Knock-knock, my dear!" Alastor was waiting for you to open you bedroom door. He sought you out to help calm himself down after dealing with Angel's raunchy flirts. He nearly destroyed the lobby with his tentacles, but thankfully Charlie was able to stop him before he went to far and nearly send Angel to double hell. "Its open Al!", you yelled out from the other side of the door. Entering inside, Alastor saw you next to your bed, holding up a black dress, along with other clothes laying on the bed. Smiling wider, he made his way over to you: "Salutations, my dear! What are you doing on this fine evening?" Smiling back, you held the dress closer to your body and faced the mirror: "Nothing much. Niffty happened to have gone shopping and she got me some cute clothes, so I wanted to try them on, but I don't know which one to try first." Alastor continued to stare at you as you stayed facing the mirror, then he turned his attention to the dress in your hands and the others on the bed. The dresses on your bed was a short gothic black dress with long lace sleeves, a blue and white polka dot front dress with a bow, and a short red cocktail dress with a black lace front. (Dress images are below)
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His eyes were drawn more to the cocktail dress, so he grabbed that one and approached you. Turning around, you saw Alastor holding up one of the dresses: "Try on this one, my dear!" Thanking Al, you grabbed the red dress and headed towards the bathroom to put it on.
As Al watched you leave to the bathroom, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked over your room. Eyeing the wall, he saw the photos that you had taken of him and the others. Some were of Charlie and Vaggie being an adorable couple, some were of Husk and Angel passed out together, and the others were all group photos. Alastor smiled at the photo you had taken of him. He was inside his radio tower, leaning back against the chair, smiling as he gave his broadcast. The both of you had become the best of friends when he first arrived at the hotel to offer Charlie his services. The both of you bonded over your love for music and also had a love for pranking people, which came in handy when you both wanted to annoy Angel. Lost in thought, Alastor's ears jolted when he heard you call his name. Turning around, his eyes grew wide as he saw you walk out wearing the beautiful dress. Smiling shyly, you had tried on the dress, but you were not able to reach the zipper, so you asked if Al would be able to help you. “Of course, my dear! Allow me!", he said as told you to face the window to give him better access to the zipper.
*Zipppp*, Alastor had succeeded in zipping up your dress, and placed his hands on your hips: "There we are my dear! You look extravagant!" Jumping up from the contact, you moved away from Alastor: "WAH! Don't touch me there!" Wrapping your arms across your abdomen, covering your sides, you backed away from Al, who was staring at you confused. "Why the strange reaction my dear? Are you injured by any chance?", Alastor said as he tiled his head at you, still frozen in shock at your reaction. Shaking your head at Alastor, you told him you were fine and said to him what the real reason was: "S-orry for overreacting. Its just I'm very ticklish there." Alastor took a second to process your words, then he inched closer to you, his smile turned mischievous and his eyes were locked on you like you were prey. "Ticklish, my dear?" Realizing what was happening, you backed up against the mirror and pleaded with Al. Alastor inched closer and closer to you, as he was wriggling his fingers at you. Trying to find a way out, you sidestepped him and rushed for the door. *SNAP* Hearing a snap from behind you, your body teleported and landed on your bed. Trying to get up, you were then felt something wrap around your legs and arms, and realized Al was using his black tentacles to hold you in place: "AL! LET ME GO!" Craning your head up, you saw Alastor at the foot of your bed, smiling as big as the Joker, before he sat down and crawled his way on top of you.
"*Evil cackling* No can do, my dear!" Alastor then placed his hands on your sides, and began to rapidly tickle you. "NOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOPPPPPPPP!!" You screamed out, while squirmed around trying to break free from the tentacles. "Laugh my dear!", Al said as he was finding this very entertaining, enjoying the sounds of your laughter. You were starting to run out of breath from Al's tickle attack, as you kept trying to move and screamed out: "AL! ENOUGH! PLEASE! UNCLE! UNCLE!" After a few more minutes, Alastor stopped tickling you, and allowed you to breathe. "HAHA! Enjoyed yourself my dear?" Alastor smiled down at you, as he snapped his fingers, releasing you from the black tendrils. "Pant-pant Your an a**." You panted out your answer, as you glared at Alastor. Alastor smiled wider: "Incorrect! I'm a dear, darling!" You noticed that Al was still sitting on the bed, and your arms were free now. Feeling it was time for some payback, you placed your hands on his torso and tickled him back: "PAYBACK!" You continued to move your fingers, but Alastor was not squirming in the slightest. Looking up at him, you saw that he was still smiling at you with his eyebrow raised. "Are you not ticklish?" you asked him, as you dropped your hands down, stopping your tickle payback. Shaking his head was a clear answer to you that he was not ticklish. "Afraid not, my dear! Looks like your plan for payback failed!", he said while smirking down at you, leaning closer to your face as he was still hovering over you.
The both of you said nothing as you stopped and stared at each other. Your heart was going a mile a minute as you kept staring at Al's eyes, wondering what the heck was going on! Before you knew it, you felt a peck on your forehead, and Al quickly removed himself from the position, and got off the bed, facing away from you with his hands behind his back. "Well I must be off, darling! Time for another broadcast! Au revoir, my dear!", Al said as he made his way to the door, and walked out, leaving you in a state of shock. "W-w-what was t-hat? Did he j-j-ust kiss my forehead?!, your thoughts were in shambles as you were trying to peace together what just happened. It felt like it was a million degrees in the room, based on how hot your face felt. You knew Al wasn't interested in relationships or anything involving romance, so why did he kiss you on the forehead. Heaving a sigh, you fell back against the bed, grabbing a pillow and placing it on your face, as you kicked your legs up and down.
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dirtbagswitch · 2 months
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Holy shit ?!?!!
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mister-ttt · 4 months
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On the eighth day of gifs-mas from Mister Triple T, yourlittlettoy.
@yourlittlettoy
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nether-cat26 · 5 months
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Immobilized arms sraight above your head so those feathers can dance across your ticklish armpits without reserve to the music of your laughter.
Adding oil as the perfect touch so that 10 mischevious fingers can join in on the fun sliping and sliding across the sensitive skin.
So kind of you to leave your armpits so vulnerable for everyone to enjoy... Oh it wasn't out of kindness? You were trapped into it? Well it doesn't really matter now does it. You can't move an inch.
Tickle. Tickle. Tickle.
Just withstand it and let us hear your beautiful laughter.
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twordsamus · 1 month
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This girl would destroy me…
@theticklerking tonight? 🥹 you+me+this technique
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xsunnysoftx · 2 months
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Sooo... this happened this morning-
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prettymeredith · 7 months
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Reasons Why I Love Tickling
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Getting to be the center of attention.
Managing to have big, long belly laughs.
Being cooed at.
Spending time with beautiful people.
Discovering new things about my body.
The adrenaline rush.
Being pinned or tied down.
The shared joy between Ler & Lee.
Intimacy.
Seeing their reactions to your reactions.
Letting lose of control.
Forgetting about my worldy concerns.
Feeling something I can't give to myself.
The aftercare.
Always. Wanting. More.
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echo1321 · 5 months
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this FUCKING SPOT is a dream.
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anxious-lee · 3 months
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Not That Kind of Touching || Hazbin Tickle Fic ||
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A/N: ficlet for huskerdust, you know I had to do it
Warnings: brief mention of sex with no details and like 2 swears
Word count: 954
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Angel Dust had many impressive skills, but his two favorites were sex, and making out.
And as Husk would soon come to learn, he was very good at both.
The two hazbins were enjoying a peaceful night in, with no morale-building activities, and taking in the silence that they occupied within Husk's quarters. The only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of Angel kissing Husk gingerly and tenderly, with Husk's back pressed into the wall and Angel towering over him.
The spider's hands were moving everywhere, slowly and surely. Husk had to admit, the man knew how to make a lover feel precious. There was no surge of passion or urgency with their kissing. No showy moves or seductive wiles. Just two souls connecting with each other, and lazily melting into each other.
Angel's face was in Husk's neck, worshipping it. Lost in the throes of his admiration, Angel's hands moved from cupping his lover's face to holding the other's arms above their head. It gave easier access to him that way. Not that Husk minded. He knew Angel would treat him gently.
Another pair of hands popped out and were winding their way down Husk's chest and sliding down his sides.
Husk squirmed only a little, but it was just noticeable enough.
Angel, having seen this reaction many times before, raised his head with a grin.
"You ticklish?" The spider asked, now looking coyly into the cat's eyes.
Nothing Husk could say at this point would make a convincing lie. "A little" he relented quiety.
"I'd say that's more than a little, babe, seein' as how hard ya flinched."
To further prove his point, Angel flexed his fingers into Husk's sides softly.
Husk took in a steady breath. "You always have to... ruin the moment?" he choked, with a slightly embarrassed grimace present on his face, which, unfortunately for him, was directly in front of Angel's.
"Don't worry, sweetie, I'll be delicate~" Angel whispered and continued exploiting this newfound information. With his first pair of hands still keeping Husk's pinned upright, his second set of fingers wiggled up and down the length of his sides at a leisurely pace. He was, after all, not about to disrupt their tender moment. His face returned to his lover's collarbone and went back to its original task.
Husk fought a smile as his lips wanted to open and release a chuckle. The sensation wasn't so intense that he couldn't not-laugh, but intense enough to evoke a snicker now and then.
"You are tense as fuck. C'mon, relax~. I got ya~," Angel encouraged sweetly. His new objective? Get a laugh out of Husk. He moved his hands to crawl over his belly, while two more hands took over brushing his sides.
Husk was really in no position to protect himself, so he surrendered. It was rare times like these when he regretted not wearing a shirt. What started as one or two deep chuckles quickly became quiet laughter. It was all so silly. How quickly an intimate make-out session had turned into him getting tickled was laughable. The tingly touches on his skin were laughable. The fact that Angel was still necking him like nothing was happening was laughable. It was all just so funny. His laughter rose higher as he let himself go, his eyes squeezing shut from just how much mirth was behind them.
It was all worth it. That's all Angel could think. Husk's laugh was happier than he had ever heard it. And he didn't laugh often. But eventually, Angel became enveloped once again in desire for his Husky's lips. He released his hold on the cat's arms and stopped tickling in favor of holding him closer instead. His lips reconnected with Husk's greedily, and Husk found himself doing the same. He wrapped his arms around Angel's back and flipped them both over so that Angel was now against the wall.
Everything that just happened had seemed to be forgotten about, until a few moments later, when Husk suddenly pinned Angel's top two hands above his head with one paw, like Angel had done to him.
The spider instantly panicked and opened his eyes, only to meet Husk's sinister ones.
"Oh, but... you haven't had your turn yet~" Husk drawled with mock sympathy.
Already, Angel was tittering to himself, knowing what scenario he had trapped himself in.
Unlike Angel's hungry method, Husk took his time in tormenting his captive. He wiggled his remaning claws just above, but not yet touching, Angel's armpit. He'd inch it closer and closer, but then pull back at the last second and start again.
This cycle repeated until Angel cried out through giggles, "Would you just doho ihit alreadyhy!"
"Well, since you're askin' for it" Husk purred. He finally lowered his paw onto the skin and scritched at it softly.
Frantic, bubbly sounds filled the room as Angel threw his head back and squirmed under the touch.
This amused Husk, almost incredulously. "How do you make a living selling your body when it's so sensitive?" He laughed.
"Wehehehell my clihients aren't usuhually tickling mehehe, duhuhumbahahass!" Angel retorted.
"I'd watch my mouth if I were you~" Husk uncharacteristicly teased. He quickened the pace of his fingertips.
The reaction was immediate.
"OKAHAHAY OKAHAY ENOHOUGH!" Angel cackled.
Forgivingly, Husk slowed his claws to a stop and released Angel's hands.
Yet, he remained inches away from him.
"How about we call a truce and... get back to what we were doin'?" Husk offered.
"Gladly," Angel agreed. Every one of his wiry limbs wrapped themselves around his lover, and he kissed him with all the breath that he had.
They both slept quite soundly that night, tangled in each other's arms.
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Just something to make the wait for the next episodes easier 👍😉
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mister-ttt · 4 months
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On the sixth day of gifs-mas from Mister Triple T, toadallytickles.
@toadallytickles
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Lee!Lucifer X Ler!Reader Scenario
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Warnings: Some swearing but that's all, only did it for comfort.
Author's note: Lucifer. Brainrot. That's everything I have to say for now 😞🙏💞
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"Be careful with those, they don't get pretty all by themselves, y'know?" Lucifer says with a calm smile, which quickly shifts to a more "cocky" smirk. "Well, maybe they do."
You chuckle at his stupid comment, slowly returning your eyes to your main goal: his wings. A pair of wings was already amazing for you, but now three? No way you would lose the chance to check on them. See them, admire them, touch them...
You slowly caress one of them, taking a good look and with your eyes almost shining in amusement. "They're so soft..."
"Right?"
But as you keep stroking his wings and exploring each inch, you can hear a light snicker coming from him. He cover his mouth and looks away, not wanting to interrupt you.
"Huh? What happened?"
"N-Nothing, nothing. Just be extra careful there, alright?" Lucifer answers, looking at what people normally call a 'wingpit'.
"Ah... does it hurt? Sorry if I-"
"No no you didn't hurt me, it's just... ehhh... y'know..." He tries his best to explain without actually turning it even more embarassing, making a few hand movements aswell. "...sensitive?"
It took you a few seconds to understand, but once you did, your confused expression changed almost instantely.
"Oh, alright. I'll be gentle." But as you spoke, your fingers traced around that same spot once again. "See?"
Lucifer jumped a little on his bed.
"Okay, now this one was on purpose!"
"No idea what you're talking about."
The rythm of your fingers did not changed, basically dancing on Lucifer's wings. Everything he was able to do was cover his eyes with a single hand, using the other to grab the sheets tightly.
"Goddahahammit!"
"Wow, your feathers are so nice to touch... I could stay here all day." You say, wearing the happiest smirk you could have right now.
His superior wing flapped lightly as you kept tickling it, only making it worse for Lucifer himself as you now barely needed to move your hand.
"You better not hit me with those."
"It's really hahard not tohoho!"
"...was that a complain or a threat?"
"Bohoth- AH!"
You knew he wouldn't help himself, this man just loved giving you motives to keep going. As a consequence of his "rebel" answer, you let go of his wings, going straight to his ribs.
"H-HEHEHEY!"
"I just felt offended! I'm complimenting you, and you're threatening me to attack me with your wings? Tsk, tsk... not nice."
"COME OHOHON!"
Due his constant squirming, you decided to put a little pressure, pushing him down to the bed to make it easier for the both of you. His wings were so fun to watch too, it was almost like he was about to open flight.
"Just don't fly outta here." You joked.
His giggles and laughter were a mix now, creating this goofy yet adorable (in your opinion atleast) laugh of his. Lucifer kicked strongly in the air, trying to avoid using that huge strength of his on you and end up pushing you away; or worse, throw you away.
The demon's ribs began to have a bit more of mercy as you moved your fingers off of them, but only so you could reach his armpits. They moved very very slowly, tickling all the way 'til there.
"W-Wait! Wait! I- I knohohow what you're doing, dohohon't you dare!"
"Nothing is stopping me to do so..."
"Because I cahahan't! Hehehehe!"
You couldn't help but chuckle at his poor attempt to make it look like he's not letting you do that. "Will it make you happier if I pretend that I believe you?"
"Yehehes! Wait, nohoho!" Your teases were making him way too nervous to think coherently, much less speak. "Fuhuhuck, I don't knohohow!"
"If you say so." Just a few more inches before it hits a death spot... "I won't stop, because I'm evil and I love seeing you "suffer" with your oh, so "hated" tickles!"
"G-Gah- No- Nahahah-"
"And you know what would make me even more evil?"
"I don't wanna know! I dohon't wanna know!!"
It felt just like a button. You pressed his armpits, and Lucifer let out a cackle as soon as you did so.
He tried to roll from one side to another, and as he tried to protect his own weak points, it just made your thumbs get stuck there. All you needed to do was wiggle them, tickling them whenever you feel like it.
"SHIHIHIT! SHIT! SHIHIHIT! I CAN'T TAHAHAKE IT!"
"Just raise your arms, like that I can get my hands back!"
"THEN STOHOP MOVING YOUR FIHIHIHINGERS!"
You went silent, looking away with a bratty smile. "Now you're asking for too much."
"OH HOW I HAHATE YOHOHOU!"
It would be just a matter of time until you stopped and finally let him rest, but for that, Lucifer needed to grow tired of the tickles first.
No, you didn't need to "free him".
After all, getting rid of you was a task that he could've done as soon as you touched him.
He just decided not to.
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twordsamus · 1 month
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@theticklerking yesss!!
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