2024 Tickle Story Previews! by SkaeaDaimonion, journal
2024 Tickle Story Previews!
Based on the results from yesterday's poll, it seems almost all of you guys are eager to see what I've got cooking for upcoming literary content. To this end, I've decided to take the same approach that my friend and fellow tickle-writer @Crowns-and-Quills has done, and post a journal with excerpts from various fics I have planned - some of these excerpts were literally written on the spot just for this journal, while others were already written before, but these ideas will all be made into full stories in the future. I don't know whether I'll be able to get to all of them this year, especially due to my IRL schedule, but I'm committed to every single one of them now and am definitely going to be finishing up all of these stories eventually, though trades, collabs with other writers, and commissions and Patreon rewards especially will still be a priority for me and it may take a while to get to the solo writing projects. Regardless, I hope you enjoy these little teasers for what I have
Mind Palace
By Rachel Marr
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock, the BBC does.
“Ow, my head.” Sherlock came to, staring around his room, John standing over him and looking worried. “What happened?”
“Moriarty. He knocked you out yesterday. You were out like a light for about 10 hours.”
Sherlock stared at John incredulously. “Mycroft was there, why didn’t he do anything?”
John shook his head. “I don’t know, Sherlock.”
Sherlock got up. “What clues did we find before that happened? I… can’t remember. That’s strange. Let me go to my mind palace.
Laser Tag Tickles
By Rachel Marr
Christine stood in the lobby, waiting to go in, the vest that looked a bit like one of those bulletproof ones she saw in the cop movies strapped to her chest. She drummed on the plastic circle just above her belly button with her fingers. This was her first time playing tickle laser tag. She was very nervous, but very excited. She’d played regular laser tag, as all young girls her age had, but she found it very boring.
She’d brought three of her friends from school with her. Violet, Wendy, and Megan. They were all wearing vests identical to hers. She had to take her bratty brother, Joseph, with
Prom Night
By Rachel Marr
Disclaimer: Carrie is owned by Stephen King, I do not own it, blah blah blah, all that jazz.
Carrie White stood there, covered in blood, her date unconscious beside her. Her telekinetic powers were going to go haywire there for a second, but she stopped them. She stared around at her classmates, all laughing at her. Granted, it might be shocked laughter rather than them thinking it’s funny, but she didn’t care, not at the moment. She snapped her fingers and the doors closed and locked. The laughter stopped and everyone dashed to the now-sealed doors in a panic.
This is where the story deviates from w
Rocky Horror Tickle Show: Frankie’s Return
By Rachel Marr
Author’s note/Disclaimer: PLEASE READ THIS. (First of all, read all author’s notes in the criminologist’s voice.) I do not own Rocky Horror Picture Show, that honor belongs to Fox and the lovely Richard O’Brien. Please note that this story is not meant to be erotic, just clean wholesome fun. (There will be some humor pertaining to the more questionable events of the film, but trust me, it’s played for laughs.) Nowadays, I normally let people figure that out on their own since I don’t like people assuming so in the first place and dislike th
Pennywise's Bizarre Encounter by thespider18, journal
Pennywise's Bizarre Encounter
Pennywise's Bizarre Encounter
By Rachel Marr
Disclaimer: IT belongs to Stephen King. I do not own the spooky clown you are about to read about.
He's on the hunt. You can feel him. He's coming for you. You know who he is, and all you can do is hide and pray he never finds out about your fear.
Gargalaphobia. That's a long word for such a young child, but your psychiatrist told you it means fear of being tickled. You remember denying it. You didn't want that evil woman your parents insisted on taking you to knowing about it. They told her anyway. You gasp as you remember her wiggling fingers getting closer and closer to you
In Memory of David Bowie
By Rachel Marr
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. As far as I’m aware, nothing similar to this occurred in David Bowie’s life. Nothing similar happened in my life either. This story involves bondage and tickling, but it is completely non-sexual.
Rachel grinned as she rang the doorbell of the estate. She had e-mailed David Bowie the previous month and had checked it every day in anticipation until she finally got a reply. He had been so impressed with how much of a fan she was, that he invited her to join him for tea one day. He told her when to be there and how
Captain America and Thor Tickled Forever by TicklesMan, literature
Literature
Captain America and Thor Tickled Forever
Captain America and Thor were on a mission to stop a notorious villain who had been wreaking havoc in the city. As they approached the villain's hideout, they suddenly felt a strange sensation in their noses. Thor: "What is this foul odor?" Captain America: "I don't know, but it's making me feel funny." As they entered the hideout, they were greeted by the villain, who was holding a small canister. Villain: "Ah, Captain America and Thor, I've been expecting you. I see you've already been affected by my tickle-pleasure gas." Captain America: "Tickle-pleasure gas? What are you talking about?" Villain: "It's a gas that induces an uncontrollable urge to be tickled. And I must say, your muscles look quite ticklish." Thor: "What treachery is this? Release us at once, villain!" But the villain only laughed and pressed a button on the canister, releasing more of the gas into the air. The heroes couldn't help but burst out laughing as they felt the ticklish sensation taking over their bodies. Captain America: "Stop...ha ha ha...stop it...I can't take it...hahaha!" Thor: "Ha ha ha...verily, this is most...ha ha ha...unworthy!" As the villain tickled their muscles, biceps, and armpits, the heroes found themselves enjoying it more and more. Captain America: "Wait...stop...no...actually...keep going...ha ha ha...it feels so...ha ha ha...good!" Thor: "Nay, villain...ha ha ha...I demand...ha ha ha...that you continue...this...ha ha ha...pleasurable torture!" The villain smiled, knowing he had the heroes right where he wanted them. Villain: "As you wish, my ticklish superheroes. You shall be tickled...forever!" And with that, the tickling continued, as Captain America and Thor laughed and begged for more, never wanting the tickling to end.
Nightwing and Robin in a ticklish situation.. by TicklesMan, literature
Literature
Nightwing and Robin in a ticklish situation..
Nightwing had always been one of the most skilled fighters in Gotham City, but even he had a weakness. And that weakness was tickling.. One night, while on patrol, Nightwing had just taken down a group of thugs when he heard a familiar cackle echoing through the streets. He knew that laugh all too well - it was the Joker. Nightwing quickly made his way to the source of the laughter, ready to take down the Clown Prince of Crime once and for all. But as he got closer, he saw something that he never expected. The Joker was standing over a tied-up Robin, tickling him mercilessly. Nightwing could see the young hero writhing and squirming, trying to escape the Joker's ticklish grasp, but to no avail. Nightwing was filled with a mix of anger and amusement at the sight. On one hand, he was outraged that the Joker would dare to harm one of his closest allies. But on the other hand, he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of Robin, a usually stoic and serious hero, reduced to a giggling
Batman, Superman and Nightwing dealing with humors by TicklesMan, literature
Literature
Batman, Superman and Nightwing dealing with humors
Batman, Superman, and Nightwing were working together to take down a group of villains who had banded together to wreak havoc on Gotham City. They were making good progress, until they stumbled upon a trap set by the Joker. As soon as they entered the abandoned warehouse, they were enveloped in a thick cloud of gas. It was a laughing gas, and before they knew it, they were all doubled over in hysterics. But what they didn't know was that the laughing gas they were inhaling had an extra 'surprise' component. Batman tried to resist the gas, but even his iron will was no match for its effects. Superman and Nightwing were no better off, laughing uncontrollably and clutching their sides in torturous pleasure. The Joker appeared before them, cackling with glee at his latest prank. "What's the matter, Bats? Can't handle a little humor?" he taunted. "Oh? Looks like something else is happening.." The Joker said, pointing out to the three laughing heroes. Batman had begun to flex his