Tickler, Ticklee, and Switch flags!

This is the tickler flag! The red and pink represent excitement and playfulness.

This is the ticklee (person who likes to be/is tickled) flag! The blue and turquoise represent security and trust.

This is the switch flag! This is for those who switches from tickling someone else to being tickled.

The yellow on all these flags represent laughter.

You can use these for any submissions or if you just wanna make your own flag. No credit needed, but please don’t claim the flags as your own :>

Telling your lee to stretch out across your lap (so their tummy is arched over your lap) leads to a great deal of fun. Soft little tickles on their tummy while you tell them how “good” they’re being… inching closer and closer to their belly button… waiting for them to cover their button… just so you can say, “I thought you were being good”. Then they move their hand in acceptance… “Oh, you want me to tickle your belly button?” Then watch as they sheepishly nod “yes”. And slowly slide your finger in their tickle button, wiggling it ever so gently…

Pin for survivors

Lower Tummy Tickles

That hyper-ticklish spot right between the belly button and waist line. Depending on a lee’s preference, anything from light scritches to aggressive kneading can elicit the most intoxicating type of laughter (in some cases begging to stop but not really meaning it 😉). Reblog if you agree.

Things that shouldn't need to be said

Thanks for coming to my Quill Talk.

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You can only reblog this today.

I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again

Happiness Will Come To You.

when tho

When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March

reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!

I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.

honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March