*slumps Down To Super Lee Mode*

When you are in a cuddly mood and need your ler

I must have themmmm ;~;

I just need to be mercilessly tickled all over till my anxiety goes away

(TW? Mention of feet/feet tiggles):

Chat, are there times where you randomly dangle your feet over the edge of the bed (out of your view) and get that strong sense of fear that someone, anyone is gonna pop out of nowhere and start scribbling away at your feets? Like, I did this earlier and could feel my feet being scribbled at already with no one around- AZDGGJHLFLF!! I was panicking the whole time!

Big time

Reblog if you're a cuddler.

being an ace lee is crazy, like why would u possibly want sex when twording exists??

Yes, I’m literally posting this at the eleventh hour of International Asexual Day. Move past it.

ANYWAY. Story time (also TW mentions of sex):

So, as a tween, and throughout my early teen years, guys in my class would talk about being attracted to girls in a “certain way”, and I never felt the same type of attractions they were feeling. Yes, I had been attracted to girls, but never attracted to them sexually. So, I’d hear the “dude, you must be gay” or “there must be something wrong with you” claims.

And some of the girls I had dated tried coercing me into having phone sex and some would feel me up in efforts to try and turn me on, and of course it would make me super uncomfortable and they would get mad at me for “ruining the mood”. I had stopped bringing up the fact that I disliked sex and tried to force myself to be okay with doing it someday. But the more and more I thought about the idea of having sex, and it being a necessity in a relationship, overwhelmed me and made me feel like something was wrong with me and that I’d never get into a relationship if I wasn’t sexually attracted to anybody.

Fast forward to 2021 and I discovered a lovely part of the LGBTQIA+ community called ✨the asexual community✨. There I discovered the definition of asexuality and it described me to a fuckin’ T. And it lifted a huge weight from shoulders. Just knowing that not only were my feelings valid, but there were others like me who weren’t sexually attracted to anybody, and I can live my life knowing sex doesn’t matter in a relationship and I can love people for their hearts and souls without ever feeling uncomfortable.

I’m proud to be me. I’m proud to be part of such a community. And I’m proud for how I love! 💜

Thank you, thank you for reading this! And happy International Asexuality Day!

something that i noticed. for me anyways .. asking for teases is arguably more flustering than asking for tickles 😴

cuz wdym i gotta ADMIT how much i love being cooed at and playfully mocked bc i love the giddiness and the butterflies and the way it makes me smile/giggle like an idiot ???

It’s my worst spot (‘:

wait… huh? I - I didn’t say anything…

I think my stomach is a lot more tklish than I thought..

S A M E E E E E ! ARGHHHH!!! <33

I love getting tummy tickles sm cause my tummy’s my most squishy and soft tickle spot, so like if a ler tickles me and then squeezes it afterwards I just dndbdjdnd,,, <333

(So in result to a bad past two weeks I’ve been having, I had been craving some “cheer up” tiggles like mf’er.

So it got me thinking of a scenario):

Imagine, you’re having a bad week. Nothing’s going right and you’re super down in the dumps. Your friend, who’s in the tickling community, messages you and asks how you’re doing.

“I’m having a crappy week. I’m undeniably sad..” you reply.

Your friend is sad for you and thinks of a way to cheer you up. An idea pops in their head.

“Give me a sec…” they say.

Okay? You ponder, wondering where they could possibly be going with this…

You get a notification on your phone. Huh. Your friend invited you to be in a group chat. Five people, including your friend, are all in it. You shrug. Maybe they’re all gonna offer you words of affirmation and love? You could use some of that. So you hit accept and join their group chat.

“Great! You’re here!” Your friend greeted.

“Welcome!”

“Hellooo!”

“They’ve finally joined!”

“Took you long enough lol”

Their friends all greeted, their messages coming in one after the other.

“Thanks. So what’s this all about?” You ask them.

“Well… I kinda told them you were having a bad day and we all wanted to help cheer you up… so-“

“So… what?” You asked, not thinking much of what the outcome could be.

And then they all struck… your friend had typed that they had sat on your waist and pinned you down, two of the others typed that they’ve grabbed your ankles, while the other two typed that they’ve grabbed your wrists and held them up above your head. And they all began wrecking you…

Different messages had flooded in saying there were fingers scribbling up your belly and ribs… there were fingers spidering up and down your legs…and the other hands were attacking under your arms!

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAA!!! NAHAHAHAHAHHOOO!! STOP STOP STAHAHAHAHAHHPPP!!! PLEHEHEHEEASSEEE AHAHAHAHAHAA!!!” You responded.

You had wrote that you were a messy fit of nothing but laughter. There was a tad bit of playful unwillingness, but a lot of it was pure fucking joy. Your friend and their friends were giving you the time of your life. Forget what you were sad about before! These caring, friendly yet super playfully skilled online Lers were wrecking you collectively!

“FUHUHUHUHUHUCK!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEEASEEE!! NAHAHAHAHAHAAAHHOOOOO!! LET ME GO! LET ME GOOOHOHOHOHO!!!” You begged playfully, typing out that you were squirming every which way to escape, but couldn’t!

Your friend and their friends bought into this and brought on the onslaught of teases…

“No no no! You’re not moving an inch! Tickle, tickle, tickle! You so desperately need these cheer up tickles! Especially your midsection! Kitchy kitchy coooo~!”

“You’re being such a good little lee, cooperating with us and allowing this spider hand to explore all over ticklish leg… tickle tickle~!”

“You their left side tickles? We try their right… it reeeeally tickles~… coochie coo~!”

“Their underarms are crazy ticklish though! Hey! Don’t try and lowering your arm! You’re really gonna get it now! Tktktktktktktktk!!”

“Their right one is giving just a bit too! Hold it up hire, dang it! You’re literally just asking for it! Scribble scribble scribble scribbleeeee~. Laugh laugh~!”

Just as you thought you had enough, your friend typed that they had raised your shirt and blew the biggest raspberry into your belly. That absolutely did it. You were WRECKED. You wrote that your whole upper body jolted up, as if someone kickstarted your heart with a pair of jumper cables!

“BWAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!! NONONONOOOOO!! I’M ALL GOOD!!! I’M AHAHAHALLLL GOOOOOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOOOODDDDD!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!! PLEASE STOP! PLEHEHEHEEASSSEE- MEHEHEHERRRRCYYYY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!”

“Wait, wait. Stop.” Your friend ordered. “I think they’re good. I think they’re good.”

You type out that you had caught your breath and sent a thumbs up emoji. Even though it wasn’t real, you felt it and it felt good!

“You all good?” Your friend asked.

“Hell yeah. Man, that was fun. Thank you all for helping me cheer up. I know you don’t know me but…”

“We’d be happy to be your friend!”

“Yeah! And give you cheer up tiggles if you want any!”

“We’ve got your back forever now. Tickles or not.”

“You forever have our tickle support, you absolute lee~.”

You grinned reading all this support. You were so happy you had people who had your support and gave you tiggles to boot! You wiped the happy tears from your eyes and took a moment to reflect before typing back,

“Thank you all… so so much. You have made my day the greatest it’s ever been.”

They all responded back giving you one big group hug… and a couple of pokes here and there~.

(Can’t be too bad for my first tic-fic, right? Let me know what you all think! I might try this again if I have any other scenarios that pop into my head! This is LaughLulee77 and remember - safe and happy tickles! Go spread some if a lee is having a bad day~ heheh)