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tempura-tickles · 7 months

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claws my way in here like a feral cat

where the FUCK is all the ofmd tickle content

#I NEED IT #!!!!!#chewing on the bars of my enclosure #i will make it. my damn self..

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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Why do I GENUINELY enjoy being flustered so much? Why is that something that makes me??? I don’t know??? Relax??? It makes me feel so nice! Literally any time someone tries to/does fluster me, I just get so happy! Because it’s so fun! Why?

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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AYO?

#obey me #asmo u cant do this to me #im a weak man

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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Is that not a thing in Kansas?

Bruce was laying on his back between Clark and Diana, left arm resting on the pillow above his head and right hand lazily stroking his own stomach just above where the sheet was pooled. “That was…” He wasn’t sure how to finish that sentence without coming across as cheesy.

Diana gasped softly, a teasing smile on her lips as she propped herself up on one elbow on Bruce’s left. “Have we rendered the great Bruce Wayne speechless?”

“So much for that playboy persona.” Clark teased, rolling onto his side so he could see his two partners.

Bruce absolutely refused to let a smile onto his face at their gentle teasing. “That was adequate.”

“Oh, well if it was just adequate-” Diana gently pushed Bruce’s roaming hand away so she could trail her own fingers over the skin. “-then maybe we should try again.”

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#SHRIEK

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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soon 👀👀 ill probably get some inspo in the coming week

Lee! Bruce Content for the Soul

(did i make a tickle blog because of @fickle-tiction and i’s lee bruce discussion? yes)

he’s a squealer when you hit the right spot. inner crook of his neck? lower tummy? poor guy sucks in air between laughs so fast that he makes a “eEE” sound

being pinned makes him go insane. but especially when you sit on his calves to get his feet. poor thing flails and cant even wiggle his feet, drives him up a wall

bruce wayne has a light dusting of body hair across his chest and belly. an intimate partner traces the pattern of hair or plays with that soft fur? his belly is jumping and hes twitching, completely on edge

his butt is so ticklish. pls dont goose that man (actually, pls do)

#i can rp all day but qhen it comes to fic writing i am suddenly illiterate JAHSHA

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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here’s a hot take!!

boys with ticklish tums

boys with ticklish sides

boys with ticklish hips

boys with ticklish toes

boys with ticklish thighs

boys that are ticklish

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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30 more tickle prompts!

Prompt List B

here we are, with another prompt list! this is my second list, I’m posting it a little bit early for when I open prompts again, but the announcement should be coming soon. Keep an eye out for my prompt announcement, you’re welcome to send some in but there’ll be more info posted shortly. Anyways, onto the prompts!

feel free to reblog for your own use as well!

“What are you gonna do about it?”

“You’re totally asking for it.”

“Say ‘please’.”

“Let me go!”

“I’m not ticklish!”

“You’re laugh is so cute!”

“I don’t think you realize the situation you’re in…”

“You’re awfully cocky for someone who’s so ticklish.”

“If you give it back I might stop tickling you.”

“I wonder how long you can go without laughing?”

“How bad does this tickle on a scale of 1-10?”

“That was quite a reaction.”

“Why are you interrogating me?”

“What are we, five years old now?”

“Time to find out just how ticklish you are.”

“Put the book down and pay attention to me!”

“I’m gonna tickle you until you cry.”

“You better apologize for doing that.”

“I’ll make you sorry.”

“Do you want a massage?”

“It’s time for some revenge.”

“This is not what we agreed on!”

“Yes… I mean, no!”

“Oh? So you’re ticklish?”

“I guess I’ll have to tickle it out of you.”

“Did. I. Stutter?”

“What happens if I tickle you… here?”

“You scared me!”

“You look so cute in that!”

“I love seeing you laugh!”

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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character tickling ask meme

i thought it would be cool to make a nice little list of fun questions to answer when discussing headcanons for a certain character!! feel free to reblog and use this for either fandom hcs or your own ocs :)

on a scale of 1-10, how ticklish are they?

where is their most ticklish spot(s)?

which spots are they not ticklish?

what is their laugh like?

do they enjoy tickling? if yes, is it a fun platonic/familial thing, or kinky thing to them, or can it be both depending on the circumstance?

are they more often a lee or ler, generally?

who is someone in their life that they tickle often?

who is someone in their life that they get tickled by often?

does the word “tickle” or any variation of embarrass them?

are they embarrassed about their ticklishness, and do they try to deny/hide it?

would gentle tickling or rough tickling affect them more?

is there a specific spot that they enjoy being tickled, either exclusively or more than other spots? what is it?

is there a spot that they can’t stand to be tickled, either because it’s just too sensitive, or it’s uncomfortable/painful/etc? what is it?

would they ever purposefully bug a friend/partner/sibling into tickling them, and if so, how would they go about it?

does teasing affect them?

#pleathe #i can do any character tbh im aware of most fandoms

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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Let’s play Writer’s Would You Ever

Send me an ask that says “Would you ever write…” and continue the sentence.

I’ll respond with yes or no and give an explanation as to why if I want to.

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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Barry Allen is a Dead Man

“I’ve never heard you laugh before.”

Bruce finished typing a string of code, saved his work, and then looked up at Clark.

“I’m..sorry?” That seemed as good of a response as any. How did someone even respond to something like that?

“I was just hanging out with Barry, and he said he’s heard you giggle.” The way Clark said it made it sound like the accusation that it was.

“Do I look like someone that giggles?” Bruce asked, fighting to keep his voice level as he leaned back in his chair with an air of nonchalance. This was definitely not how he saw his day going. He was going to kill Barry.

“How would I know? As I’ve said, I’ve never heard you laugh.” Clark said, floating closer until he was in-front of Bruce’s chair, his grin threatening to split his face in two. “I want to hear it.”

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#the way i am going apeshit #GET THAT BAT!!#poor barry ahdhqhdh #imagine getting sucker punched by batman

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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If you can answer this please do I come to you and say I'm in a Lee mood what do you do?

uh

say thats…cool??

#i mean mood but #i do not know you ajxhqhdhw

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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"Vibe check!" And then I blow a raspberry on your tummy.

#QHDHQG

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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Tied Up

A/N: This is my first fic, it’s not even long, and it took me nearly a day and a half to write 💀 But anyways, enjoy a lil drabble of Bruce getting his shit rocked

The situation was serious, as ridiculous as it would appear. Clark tried to remind himself of the fact that Bruce’s identity was at stake here as he took to the skies to his friend’s rescue.

Normally, this wouldn’t be such a big deal. Batman needs backup, he has his own tiny malicia of raven haired kids that knew their way around a fight. But said kids were currently entertaining guests at Wayne Manor. At a party. A partyBruce was supposed to begin to host an hour ago.

This is serious, Clark repeats, even as he lands and stares down at a restrained, on his knees, and thoroughly pissed off Batman. Thankfully, whatever goon had chained him up had left his cowl on and spared him the death threat of exposing Gotham’s most recognizable face on full view in the alley. A thick, military grade leather bound Bruce’s wrists together so the palms met, connected to a steel chain that ran its way and secured itself to an air conditioning system. The risk of trying to pull away and get blasted with dangerously hot air was one Bruce would rather not take.

It wasn’t the unfortunate pose that sent Clark over the edge, though. It was the bright clown makeup that was painted on Bruce’s lower face, giving him a giant goofy grin that stretched across his entire jaw. That, paired with the infamous bat-glare?

Oh, this was hilarious.

Bruce looked up at the other, growling when Clark grabbed the ears of his cowl and tugged it off. “The metal should be able to be melted by your lasers, just try to avoid zapping my hands off-”

“Ehe…hehehehe..”

Bruce stared in dismay as Clark quickly covered his mouth, looking away to hide his amusement. “Are you serious right now?!”

“Oh come on, Bruce, you’ve gotta admit it, this is funny!” Clark barked out another chuckle, not even trying to hide if this time. “Relax, we all have our rock bottoms, it could be worse.”

“Rock- rock bottom?” Bruce’s voice heightened in pitch. Since when was Clark so vicious in his teasing? “I’ll show you rock bottom you son of a-” He stops, scowling when Clark fell into another fit of laughter. This was hopeless. “Just untie me!”

“Okay okay, just let me do something,” Clark pulled out his phone, standing back and pulling up his camera, “for Diana, come on, smile!”

“Fuck you.”

Clark pouted, looking over his phone and giving Bruce his baby blue puppy eyes. “Pleasee?” The trio had been dating for at least a month now, and much was to be learned about their stoic middle. For one, he hated salads, absolutely despised them. For another? Batman was surprisingly weak to Clark’s golden retriever gaze.

Bruce huffed and looked away, puffing his cheek. “I said no.”

“Pretty please? With a cherry on top, even?”

“Kansas style begging won’t work on mEHE!” Lurching forward with a surprised gasp, Bruce looked slowly at the hand that had delivered a round of squeezes to his hip. “Clark..” he chose his words carefully, inhaling slowly, “do. not.”

“Don’t do what, Mister Wayne?”

“Please.” His voice is nearly a whisper, barely audible to anyone that doesn’t have super hearing.

As if Clark would listen anyway.

Bruce threw his head back once a pair of hands settled on his hips and squeezed, thumbs rubbing firm circles into the soft pockets connecting his thigh to his waist. Deep inhales was all he could use to steel himself, lips wobbling as they tried their best to restrain the threatening smile and laughter. “Don- nngh! Dohon’t!”

Clark scribbled his fingers up and down his sides, revelling in the way Bruce arched and twisted side to side.

“Nonono- paha! Cla- clahaaahaha- rk!” He wailed, shaking his head back and forth quickly in any attempt to take control of his body. Every scratch and wiggle of the other’s fingers sent Bruce up the wall, ripping laughs and snorts from him. He gasped between bouts of laughter, cheeks a bright pink in the cold night air. “Fuhuhuck you!”

“Not right now, maybe later.” Clark mused, tapping his fingers on either side of Bruce’s neck, almost bursting into laughter himself when the poor man squealed. “I’m glad you’re finally finding this funny.”

“Ihihim laughing cause- because you’re torturing me!”

Clark delved into that soft, pudgy spot on Bruce’s lower belly that not even the suit could protect, delivering poke after poke to the delicate pouch.

Screaming laughter could be heard from that alley for at least another fifteen minutes, but anyone who eavesdropped wouldn’t dare investigate the bubbly giggles and snorts.

Must be a couple of kids in love teasing each other past curfew.

#ticklish!bruce wayne #superbat #tickle content #forgive me for this monstrosity

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tempura-tickles · 2 years

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