You Know What? Im Sick Of This Shit.

You know what? Im sick of this shit.

Tickling is NOT a kink/fetish for everyone. Stop saying it is.

Here, for everyone who really needs proof.

Reblog if tickling is NOT a kink for you.

HEHEE I HAD to get Peter 3 next! >:3 Another victim claimed by Doc Ock! MWAHAHA! I feel like he wouldn’t last 3 seconds with those tickly actuators ehehe (*˃̵ᴗ˂̵*)

…Shouuuuld I get Peter 2 next?? 👀 ˚✧₊⁎( *｀ω´)

Miguel’s claws make Grayson very giggly hehehehe

YOOOO IT CAME!! New cosplay UNLOCKED!!

Can you guess what I’m going as for Halloween? Hehe (*^^*) 🕷️❤️🖤

Stuck between an engine and a hard place

I just started getting into the sequel Star Wars trilogy (I’m in the middle of the final one lol) and I so badly wanted to write this. Particularly for Poe Dameron because I love him so much and he was my favorite character from those movies lol. I also love Rey and thought she was pretty cool as well! I like their chemistry together and I think they make an awesome duo. (Also just to mention the title was supposed to be a play on words for the saying “stuck in a rock and a hard place” just in case no one picked up on it haha

Poe didn’t expect things to end up this way. One moment he was trying to fix up his X-wing (It had taken a few blows during the last time he took it out to a fight). The next moment, he gets stuck under one of the lower Fusial Thrust Engines, the part that had fallen on him along with the rest of the ship. He had the ship propped up when he was working underneath one of the lower engines but he guessed it didn’t hold very well. No matter how hard he pushed the ship was just too heavy. With a sigh he took defeat. He was stuck.

He had just began debating wether to call out for help or not when Rey found him. “Poe what are you doing down there?” She asked curiously. “Oh nothing just taking a quick break.” He explained sarcastically, “what the hell does it look like I’m doing Rey!?” He added roughly, once more trying but failing to push the engine off of him. Rey rolled her eyes at him fondly and knelt down, “Alright, I’m going to try and pull you out. Don’t move.” She instructed.

She tried to pull at his arms with all her strength, but it didn’t help. “This is tricky,” she admitted. She thought for a moment and then, without any warning, hooked her fingers into his armpits, attempting to hoist him out from underneath. However, this resulted in quite a curious reaction. Poe almost immediately flinched, and let out a noise that Rey could distinctly recognize as a squeak. She saw him, with a bit of difficulty, fighting back a smile. She could tell he instinctively tried to clamp his arms to his sides, but since the engine was on him to his chest, his arms were basically stuck upwards.

It was then that Poe realized how vulnerable he was in this position. “C-can’t you just use the force to lift this off me?” Poe suggested nervously, desperately trying to wave off what just happened. Rey however, wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass so easily. “Poe Dameron, the toughest and most skilled pilot in the resistance, is ticklish?” She asked with a smirk. “Rey, you get me out of this or else!” Poe demanded, not fully knowing what to say to this. No matter what he said his fate was sealed. “Or else what?” Rey’s smirk grew wider.

Before Poe could retort back, Rey gently wiggled her fingers into his exposed underarms. Poe flinched again, and this time bursted into high pitched, uncontrollable and bubbly laughter. “Rehehey dohohont!!!” He protested, squirming around under the trap he was in, even if it didn’t do him any good whatsoever. “I think you ought to be punished for never telling me this about you Dameron.” Rey said, and Poe could swear he heard mischief in her voice. “Rehehey! Rehehey plehehease AHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHITTT!!!!” He erupted into hysterical belly laughter when she suddenly began digging her fingers deep into his armpits.

Poe writhed around desperately. He knew he couldn’t clamp his arms down for protection, but even so found his arms hitting against the engine as if it would magically disappear. “Someone’s really ticklish, huh?” Rey teased. Her fingers never leaving the hypersensitive spot. “REHEHEY GEHEHEHET OHOHOUHUT OHOHF THEHEHRE!!!” Poe screeched out through his desperate hysterics. Eventually the sensations became too unbearable and his laughter went silent. Rey finally stopped, noticing him reaching his limit, and retracted her hands.

“I hahate you…” Poe complained, trying to catch his breath. “Careful! You’re in the vulnerable position here.” She said, wiggling her fingers in his face. “Fihine just get me out!!!” Poe said pleadingly. Rey then put her hand out and shut her eyes. The next thing Poe knew, the whole X-wing was being lifted in the air with the force. He scrambled out through the freed up space.

“Thanks.” He told her. “Anytime,” Rey replied with a smile. “Funny how these kind of situations can teach you new things about others though. Wonder where else you’re ticklish…” Rey wiggled his fingers at him. Poes eyes widened, “No! Get away!!!” And he took off, with the female Jedi running after him. This was going to be a loooong day.