You may call me Softy. I am a simple nerd who loves tickling. My moods vary. Sometimes I love the interrogation tickles. You know, the kind where you say you'll stop tickling if I admit I'm ticklish, but then you just keep tickling me more. Sometimes I like the evil punishing tickles, the kind where I'm tickled until I crack, only to be tickle tortured more. Other times I love playful tickles. There are even those rare moments where I'll let someone tickle me. Depends on how subby my squeaky self is feeling. Warning. I will squirm. Just saying.
Tickles obviously. Anime. Manga. Gaming. Reading. Hooblah. I also love roleplaying. I'm down for anything realistic or fantasy. Sidenotes: Feathers under my arms make me snap, hairbrushes on my feet drive me nuts, and nails in general destroy me.
- Location
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Asleep
- Gender
- Female
- 'ler, 'lee or both
- 'lee
- Where am I ticklish?
- That is an evil thing to ask. I despise nails that like to drag up and down sides, and I definitely can't stand when someone spider tickles my tummy. DO NOT tickle like that. I will melt. If you hold my feet back and skitter/scratch my soles, you better hope I can't kick you. I'm not into feet, but they are deathly ticklish. Oh, you claw my ribs and I don't think I'll stop laughing. Basically I'm ticklish everywhere, but those are my weak zones. Better hope I'm tied down or I shall rawr.
- In a Word
- Squeaker