Lets have a tickle fight!

[sweetsocksdude]

𝕋 𝕀 ℂ 𝕂 𝕃 𝕀 𝕊 ℍ



Love it or hate it, everyone's ticklish somewhere, right?

*Post with your character/preferences.
*Giving or receiving end?
*Shippy/smutty or wholesome/cute, go nuts.


PROMPTS

✨AFFECTION - Platonic or romantic, you just want to see them smile.

✨TICKLE FIGHT - Just a good old-fashioned tickle fight. Doesn't matter who started it, but you're going to finish it.

✨PUNISHMENT / REVENGE - Someone annoying you? Did they eat the last donut? Make them pay!

✨CHEER UP - Got a sourpuss on your hands? Perhaps the serious stoic type? Maybe they have a cute laugh. Maybe you should find out.

✨FLIRTING - Tickling is one of the classic flirting techniques. An excuse to put your hands all over someone, after all. Maybe they'll return the favor?

✨HUMILIATION - What's more embarrassing than having such a silly weakness?

✨TIED UP / BONDAGE - Maybe someone just got trapped accidentally, or maybe you're having some bedroom fun, but what could be worse than being tickled when you're helpless to stop it?

✨DENIAL - They say they're not ticklish. Not in the least. Definitely don't bother trying to prove them wrong...

✨WHAT IS THIS FEELING? - Someone who's never been tickled before. Non-human characters? Maybe just someone who's touch-starved and never experienced the joy/horror of this feeling? Either way, this is totally new for them.

✨INTERROGATION - Want to extract some information in a fun way?

✨ACCIDENTAL - It's not the intention, but something someone's doing is making it awfully hard to sit still.

✨A GAME - Maybe it's to try to stay quiet and sit still as long as they can, or try not to drop something, this is a challenge!

✨LOST A BET - Oops. You lost a bet and you have nothing to pay with but giggles.

✨CHASE - Trying to escape from the inevitable? A game of chase is always a fun way to wear someone out before you get them laughing.

✨CHEATER! - Having a sparring session you REALLY don't want to lose? Maybe take a cheap shot where you know someone's weak.

✨SENSUAL - Slow and sexy, intimate and loving, tickling can be a lovely tool to make someone gasp and giggle during foreplay.

✨WILDCARD - Make somethin' up!

Comments

Dimitri A. Blaiddyd | FE3H

[lancesalot]

Byleth Eisner | FE3H

[perfectteatime]

Claude Von Riegan | FE3H

[onlyfauns]

you asked for this

[backstreetbard]

[ Dorothea's faith magic is passable. She isn't Marianne by a long shot, but she can cast enough healing spells to be useful in the infirmary or the triage tents where field medics tend to injuries earned in battle, though she's usually only called upon when the more powerful healers have to rest to restore their magic.

That's why a look of concern settles on her face when Claude von Riegan is brought into the tent and deposited on the cot in front of her, and settled on his stomach, no less. A quick examination shows a gash on his... hip from a blade. His garments are padded enough that it's not a deep cut, thankfully, but there is a lot of blood. ]

Oh, goodness, look at you! Was it a lucky hit or an accident?

[onlyfauns]

[ The man gives a miserable groan. Dorothea? Could they have given him someone less... hot? When his whole ass is sliced up? Why does it have to be her? ]

Lucky hit. Glaive caught me dismounting my wyvern.

[ He's doing his best, but from the strain in his voice it very obviously hurts quite a bit. Nevermind feeling dizzy from blood loss. ]

Never thought I'd get my ass handed to me so literally.

[ A wincing smirk. This man will joke his way to his grave. ]

[backstreetbard]

[ Dorothea humors him with a laugh, but still shakes her head. ]

Always with the jokes, Claude. Luckily for you, this cut doesn't look all that deep, but you know I'm going to have to... remove the fabric from that area to clean it up and make sure the wound is closed completely once I've healed it.

[ That's her professional way of telling him she's going to have to take his pants off, naturally, which she begins to do without any further warning. ]

If you wouldn't mind helping me with this sash. Wouldn't want to get blood on your pompoms, would we?

20 years later

[silky_bearing]

[It's become something of a game, like their usual banter only -since there's now a far more intimate component of their relationship- translated into something physical. Small affectionate touches here and there, new and novel for Lorenz, that have gotten increasingly entertaining reactions. No matter how much he hates to admit it it is becoming increasingly obvious that he... well... he-

Lorenz Hellman Gloucester is, in fact, incredibly ticklish.]

Must you?

[Muttered over his shoulder as he tries to focus on his penmanship, on this very important missive, on this very thing that Claude has asked him to do, reaching out to a merchant that has long done business with House Gloucester. But the infuriating man seems determined not to allow him to finish it. Not tonight, at least, not when he keeps toying with Lorenz' hair or stroking the back of his neck or any number of things that make him shudder and gasp and resolutely refuse to squirm.]

[onlyfauns]

[ Claude knows, but makes it a game of pretending to be innocent to his true intentions which is, of course, tickling him. ]

Must I what? [ He bats his eyes, kissing the tremendously sensitive spot behind Lor's ear. ] Give affection to the man I love?

I mean, yes. I must do that. Nothing will keep me from it I'm afraid.

[ He says this as he rubs his stubble against the side of his neck. ]

[silky_bearing]

[Lorenz tries so very hard not to react but there's really no sense in it. He's doomed and they both know it. The kiss gets a shiver from him, his breath coming out unsteadily. It's all he can do to focus on not responding so the words are largely lost on him in the moment itself.

The rasp of stubble against his neck makes him twitch, muscles going tight with the effort of restraint, breath abruptly cut short. He stays like that for a moment, counting to three in his head before he finally blinks his eyes back open.

Only to realize that he's scratched a heavy dripping line of ink onto the parchment with his quill when he tensed up.]

Confound it all, Claude! Make a nuisance of yourself elsewhere, won't you?

[Oh... oh hold on he'd said something about love and affection and-

Lorenz splutters briefly, finally turning to actually look at the other man.]

I love you dearly but if any work is to be done I really must ask that you cease your distractions.

Chibi-Usa | Sailor Moon | OTA

[future_of_the_moon]

Ruby Rose | RWBY | OTA

[silver_eyes_rose]

Mina Ashido | MHA | OTA

[acid_queen]

Cheng Xiaoshi | Link Click

[snapdive]

Ember Marigold | OC

[ember_marigold]

[18+ characters only for shippy or smutty prompts, please.]

Wei Wuxian | The Untamed | m/m

[spiritandmischief]

Tentacle Monster OC | OTA

[squirming_grasp]

[ strictly in the hentai/smutty route. For variation’s sake I can throw in NPCs in the form the monster’s slaves/pets that can do additional tickling and/or be tickled by your characters. ]

Mind another OC?

[ember_marigold]

Oh my, what are you?

[Ember crouches outside the edge of her glowing summoning circle, inspecting the writhing creature contained inside. She was expecting some sort of succubus or perhaps a bored fey, maybe even a lonely mortal ghost given form by the spell.

This? Was not something she'd seen before.]

Can you speak?

[Unlikely, but stranger things had happened.

Taking a moment to quietly consider, Ember straightens up and folds her arms. She could just dismiss the summons entirely. Try again for a more traditional evening companion. Something familiar and more assuredly satisfying.

Something humanoid.

But recasting the spell, recreating the circle and spending the materials and magical energy needed, seemed like an agonizing length of tedium for a night's company. And she hadn't gotten to where she was by being afraid of the new and unknown, had she? That logic seemed sound. Besides, the spell had safeguards, no actual harm could come to either of them unless something had gone horribly and fundamentally wrong.]

All right. Let's play a bit, shall we?

[With practiced care and ease, Ember wriggles free of her dress, neatly folding the garment and setting it to one side along with her soft boots. Clad in her shift and underthings, she carefully steps across the boundary of the circle, crossing the barely visible barrier separating her from the creature.]

not at all!

[squirming_grasp]

[ Most people summon it for certain…things. This particular summon is no different, with a young naked girl stepping into the circle. She clearly knows what she wants, and knows what the squirming collection of tentacles will do. It grasps at her ankles, holding firmly in case she changes her mind and tries to flee. Other tentacles slither up her legs, teasing the back of her knees and caressing her thighs. One tentacle with a underside of stubby tendrils start move up and press hard against her folds and start to grind, rubbing her folds and clit in one stroke.

One meandering tentacle has found her stomach and begins to gently wiggle at it, to see if she’s ticklish. It does love to tickle young girls, especially willing ones. ]

[ember_marigold]

Ah-!

[Capable of speech or not, it's clearly not wasting any time. Ember stops abruptly in place, swaying a bit and flushing as the grinding and teasing sends a shock of pleasure up through her.

And then straightens up sharply as the first exploratory strokes across her stomach send fluttery giggles through her. She chokes off the laughter, flushing at the duel sensations as she attempts to gently grab at the tentacle teasing at her stomach.]

jyn erso || rogue one || ota

[made_of_stars]

[ooc; but make it shippy.]

cassian andor || rogue one || ota

[rebellionbuilt]

[ooc; but make it shippy.]

rey || star wars || ota

[see_the_stars]

[ooc; but make it shippy.]

ben solo || star wars || ota

[in_the_grey]

[ooc; but make it shippy.]

bodhi rook || rogue one || ota

[bravenough]

[ooc; but make it shippy.]

rose tico || star wars || ota

[what_we_love]

[ooc; but make it shippy.]