i just exist... call me vall (pronounced vi). pronouns: she/they. aro-ace. 18 years. i write tk stories with my favorite characters and ocs. occasionally do art, too. frequently on hiatus (SFW thing from here only)
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sure, why not
i swear I'm gonna get tothis eventually.........
Do you plan on making a bio for Taz? I’d love to learn more about him/her/them!
100% doing that! I just have to finish my drawing i have planned for Halloween first
oops.... starting to make a part to of my comic......... this is gonna take a while
also: red blue purple lavender
Ahhh I can't wait to see it!! Taz is a darling!!
Also awwww!!! Thank u!
nice job friendo, so adorable!!!!
Here is a gift for @sleepysheepytea because my brain randomly got inspired at midnight.
This fic is based on two drawings sleepy made. I don't know how to make links yet, so I can't give credit. Sorry... I will edit them in when I figure it out!
Enjoy!
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Maybe Tenshi and Ichigo shouldn't mess with Reuel while he works...
Ichigo held a hand over his mouth, watching as Tenshi krept forward. The phone shook in his hands as he tried not to laugh. His body was shaking so much with silent giggles that he almost pressed the 'End Recording' button.
Tenshi turned to him, a massive grin on his face as he lifted the broom slightly to pose for the camera. He then gestured to Reuel, who was sitting at his desk working on something, and mimed hitting him on the back of the head.
Ichigo bit his lip and shook his head. Tenshi shrugged and continued on his mission.
Their idea was simple. Reuel always sat in a chair with armrests as he did his work. The armrests had a gap the perfect size to slide something into it and trap someone's legs to the chair.
See where this is going?
Reuel was so intent on his task, he failed to notice Tenshi creeping up on him, until it was too late.
The blonde shouted victoriously as he slid the broom handle through the gaps, shocking poor Reuel.
"Tenshi, what the he-ACK!" As predicted by the mischievous pair, Reuel tried to stand and immediately keeled over as his legs hit the broom, dragging the chair with him. He grabbed onto the desk and twisted to the side, landing with a dramatic thump onto the floor.
It was at this point that Ichigo burst into laughter, keeping the phone as still as best he could. His fit only got worse as Reuel attempted to get up, failed, and fell back onto the carpet, his chair clacking against the desk.
Tenshi also laughed, albeit less hysterically than his partner in crime. "IhI got youhou!" He shouted, pumping his fists.
"Are you kidding me?" Reuel groaned, getting into his hands and knees. He looked up at them, a smile on his face. "You better run before I get out of this!"
Ichigo shrieked, stopped recording, grabbed Tenshi's hand, and bolted from the room. He knew exactly what would happen next.
The pair bolted down the stairs, passing Reuel's parents before carrying off into the back yard. The adults watched them go, confused.
"Should we be concerned?" His mom asked, turning to her husband.
Reuel crashed down the stairs before his dad could reply. "Be right back, exacting revenge at the moment!" He shouted, sliding by and out the door.
Ichigo and Tenshi hid behind a small wall the family had in their yard, muffling their giggles as best they could. They heard Reuel's footsteps as he searched the yard.
"Come on out, guys~" He sang, peeking behind a bush. "I swear I won't tickle you guys too much if you do~!"
Ichigo squeaked at the word, pressing the sleeves of his jacket closer to his face. Tenshi squirmed where he crouched, his eyes shut tight.
"Alright, that was a lie." The seeker huffed, crossing his arms. "I'm going to positively wreck you both when I find you."
Of course, neither replied.
Tenshi stiffened as he heard Reuel walk right by. He was so close that his next words were clear as day.
"If you two don't come out, I swear I'll find a way to tickle Tenshi's back and Ichigo's feet at the same time!"
Tenshi curled into himself immediately, small huffs of air escaping his lips and blowing his hair out of his burning face. Ichigo's ears reddened and he tucked his feet underneath him, suddenly completely aware that he was barefoot.
Much to the pair's horror, Reuel leapt over the wall landing with his hands outstretched. Ichigo shrieked and fell into Tenshi, knocking them both down.
"Gotcha." The brunette lunged, grabbing their ankles and dragging them forward.
Both shrieked and babbled out pleas as they struggled on the ground. Reuel ignored them and hummed thoughtfully.
"Now… how do I… Aha!" He shuffled around, keeping a grip on his captives, and sat on Tenshi's lower back.
"Gehet your fahat buhutt off me!" The blonde cried out, kicking his legs.
"No." Reuel stated simply, dragging Ichigo closer.
"Plehease, Rehuel!" The strawberry haired boy pleaded as his captor grinned mischievously.
"Please what?" Reuel asked as he trapped Ichigo's leg under his own and bent it at the perfect angle. "Tickle you? Cause I will gladly comply!"
Ichigo tried to protest again, but instead fell into a loud, squeaky laugh as Reuel scratched at his feet. He writhed on the ground, unable to escape.
Tenshi jumped at the scream beside him and started scrabbling at the ground, giggles flowing out of his mouth like a waterfall.
"Wahait, wahahait, Reuehel!" He cried as he felt a hand slide under his shirt. "Noho, noho, nohOHAHA!"
The blonde shrieked just as loud and fell into a bout of cackles. Instead of writing like Ichigo, he stiffened and clutched the red head's coat sleeve as hard as he could as Reuel's hand spidered all across his back, sending tingles up his spine.
"Told you I'd get you." Reuel grinned at their 'misery', much like how his victims had smiled not even five minutes ago.
"Don't mess with me while I work!"
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Well... This came out in one hour... And it's currently midnight... Brains, amirite?
I know this one doesn't have much tickles, sorry. I don't really know the characters enough to deduce a natural reaction for them. I'm just hopeful I got their personalities at least somewhat correct.
Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys and you all have a wonderful day/night!
Next up: no idea. Hopefully that OC fic that's been in my drafts for two months... lol.
I just wanted to say a big thank you and congratulations to every author, artist, and content creator for such an amazing Tickletober. The amount of work and dedication put into this event this community created is so fantastic and utterly incredible every single year. Even if you only managed to finish one day or were able to finish the whole month, you should be so proud of yourself. 💖
Happy Tickletober everyone. Till next year~ 🎃💖
Here is the Halloween special :). They did their best on making costumes.
Happy Halloween!!
My friend is embarrassed and thinks she’s the only one and I said id prove her wrong.
no comment.........
Fuck you my child is completely fine!
The child in question: Just thinks of random tickle scenarios and head cannons for their favourite fandoms and prays for more cannon tickle content every night before bed.
Also the child in question: Has in depth-tickle fics playing in their head but won’t type them down
IT'S SAIKI!!!!!! my favorite boi!!!
Day 16: New Discovery
Remember when saiki lost his powers for a sec? He absolutely got tickled for an extended period of time for the first time ever.
I have finished my Halloween picture, but I’m going to wait until October 31 to post it :)
This year's humble host for 2022 is @hypahticklish - I am so excited to carry the torch, as well as compile the archive of seasons past. I'm also beyond excited to invite our artist friends to partake in this year's festivities!! This is my first year organizing the event and I cannot wait to see all the magic our corner of tumblr is able to create.
But enough of my shmoozing - let's get on to the main event! Here are the rules that most of you know so very well (with some tweaks for our new additions):
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this is adorable!!! also, yay Toru!!!
I never thought it would be so hard to draw invisible hands like compressing fabric but it was pretty cool to figure out fhhf
https://www.hoosieraction.org/scotus
Do you plan on making a bio for Taz? I’d love to learn more about him/her/them!
100% doing that! I just have to finish my drawing i have planned for Halloween first
Yes
reblog if this is what serotonin looks like to you
how the heckity heck did you get this done so fast???????!!!!!!!!
Hello! Here's a little fic for @serenityiskey based on her public request with Joyce and Hopper. Hope you like it!
(I am well aware it is currently October, but this was such a cute idea!)
Original Request:
PUBLIC REQUEST: I am in need of some Joyce x Hopper content. Maybe one where they are spending Christmas together and snuggling by a fire place (or heater) and reminiscing about when they were younger and Joyce could be like “I remember how sensitive you were back then” and she playfully tickles him resulting in hopper saying “as if you weren’t ticklish yourself! I always tickled you when you wanted to misbehave”
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Christmas time had come to Hawkins, Indiana.
The children were playing out in the cold. Shops were full of people desperately trying to buy their last few presents. Christmas lights were on and glowing as the sun slowly slipped down the horizon.
A beautiful time of the year. If you didn't mind the cold, that is.
"I got enough of this weather in Russia." Hopper grumbled, turning the heater up.
"I don't think it's below zero outside right now." Joyce chuckled, waiting for him on the couch.
He sighed and sat back down next to her. She handed him the blanket and he quickly bundled up, forcing them to sit really close to each other.
Neither of them minded, of course. After the disaster that was the past few years, they had both grown incredibly close. Closer than most of the other couples in the town.
"Do you remember our first Christmas together?" Joyce asked suddenly, pulling the blanket closer to her chin.
"If I recall correctly," Hopper tapped his fingers. "You broke up with me two weeks after it."
Joyce smacked his arm as he laughed. "No I didn't!"
"Yehes, you dihid!" He shook his head. "It wahas ahawful."
She rolled her eyes. "Ok, but I'm talking about the day itself. Not two weeks after!"
His laughter died down and he turned to her, a soft smile on his face.
"Of course I do." He said, holding her hand. "I came over to your house, petrified because I was terrified of your dad."
It was Joyce's turn to laugh. "You two ended up taking the largest tree you could find home! He loved you after that. My mom didn't though."
"She didn't? Why?" Hopper asked, completely shocked.
"Cause you both got pine needles ahall over the floor!" Joyce leaned on his shoulder, giggling at the memory. "Shehe was so pissed!"
"Oho yeah!" He chuckled. "She threatened to lock your dad outside because of it!"
"She did!"
They both laughed at the memory. It was nice to just sit and chill calmly. No monsters or impending doom.
"I also remember how ticklish you were back then."
Nevermind about the impending doom.
"Uh... What?" Hopper asked, hoping she didn't say what he thought she said.
She turned to him, a smirk on her face. "You were really ticklish!"
"No I wasn't."
"Yes, you were."
"Wasn't."
"Were."
"Wasn't!"
"Are you still ticklish?"
For the second time, Hopper was taken aback. "Guh... No."
She sat up straighter. "You hesitated."
"No I didn't."
"Yes, you did."
"Didn't."
"Did."
"Didn't!"
"Did!"
"DidIHIN'T!"
Hopper shouted as Joyce squeezed his side from under the blanket. She smiled and kept going.
"You did too!"
"Johoyce! St-Stahap!" He giggled, shifting away slightly. The blanket was in his way, so he didn't get far.
"This is adorable." Joyce's grin widened as she spidered up his ribs. "The great Jim Hopper is adorable when tickled. And is ticklish, for that matter. Who woulda thought?"
"Ahaham nohohAHAhat!" He yelped as she used her other hand to scratch his stomach
"What? Not ticklish? Or not adorable?" She shifted around to face him better and squeezed both his sides. "Cause with how this is going, both are true."
"SHUHUT UHUP!" He cackled, grabbing her wrists and pulling them away.
She yelped as she was dragged onto him, her wrists soon trapped in one of his hands.
"From what I remember," Hopper panted, smiling for a different reason now. "You were ticklish too."
Joyce opened her mouth to protest, but it was quickly replaced by loud laughter as he clawed at her stomach.
"HOHOHOP!" She shrieked, twisting in his grip. "NAHAHAT FAHAIR!"
"It's completely fair!" He rested his chin on her shoulder. "Not my fault you haven't worked out yet!"
She shook her head, too overcome by laughter to reply. Her legs kicked out, pushing one of the blankets off the couch and sending a pillow flying.
"Hope you didn't break anything with that- Woah, hey!"
Joyce lunged back, throwing all her weight on her attacker. Caught by surprise, Hopper fell onto his back, his hand slipping off hers.
She quickly turned around, sitting on his thighs, and smirked down at him.
"I have been working out." She panted this time. "And I also win."
Without hesitation, she shoved her hands under his arms, laughing as he screamed.
It was his turn to kick and flail. His arms locked to his sides on instinct and he couldn't lift them up as she attacked. Another pillow ended up flying through the air.
"Hope you didn't break anything with that." Joyce said, mimicking his gruff voice.
"OHOK, OHOHOK! YOUHOU WIHIHIN!"
Joyce stopped imidietly, pumping her fist in victory. She got off him and sat back in her original spot.
Hopper just laid there, rubbing his face. "You are a mean woman." He said, eventually sitting up.
She grinned back at him. "Or you're just too ticklish."
He huffed and rolled his eyes, fixing the blankets. They curled back up together, watching the children play outside the window.
Christmas time didn't suck, even with the cold. As long as he had someone to hang out with during the holiday.
"So... Are you still cold?"
"That's it!"
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Well, ok. This is my first tickle fic that I have ever posted, so this is terrifying.
In all honesty, I may do more Joyce x Hopper cause this was really fun to write.
Up next: an OC fic. (If everything goes according to plan)
Hope everyone enjoys!
To everyone reading this. I’m so glad you’re alive. I’m so proud of you. Keep going. You’re almost there.
Pass it on.
am ace, so yes plz
I'm trying to prove something.
Y E S
i know i normally don’t draw couples but i have these two ocs and they’re so honking cute together that i had to
is dip smol?? or is taz just really tall????
Taz messed up… I'm sure they'll be fine
(maybe)
Dip belongs to @fluffomatic and Taz is my oc
Taz messed up… I'm sure they'll be fine
(maybe)
Dip belongs to @fluffomatic and Taz is my oc
Taz messed up… I'm sure they'll be fine
(maybe)
Dip belongs to @fluffomatic and Taz is my oc
warm bread for Ko who finally emerged from their eucalyptus tree :)
reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals
Hello, I'm Ko! Like my title suggests, I am autistic so there will be hyper fixations here. I used to be a lurker here, but I'm finally out in the open!
Her are a few things to know:
+This is an SFW tickle blog.
+I am very uncomfortable with NSFW content, so please DNI if you are an NSFW blog.
+I do occasionally write tickle fics and can write for many, many fandoms.
+I don't roleplay and I don't draw, sorry.
+Do not expect for frequent fanfics.
+I am not taking requests (yet)
I think that's it for now. Have fun in my little fluffy corner of the internet!
I'm so happy you love them!!
Here they are!!! Their name is Taz. I just finished the picture today. I’m kinda new to procreate, and I’ve never drawn my baby before. Hope you like them!!
OH MY GOSH LOOK AT THAT BABYYYY!!!! I LOVE THEM! THEY DESERVE HUGS
hey!! I love your art and characters so much!! I've been following you for a while and I finally got the courage to message you. Also I was wondering if I could show you my tickle monster oc at some point?
Aww thank you! Glad you decided to say hi! :D I'd love to see ur Tickle Monster!!! Show ke the baby!
don't have any mutuals yet, bit for the future ones:
reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals