I'm Mad, I Can't Be Satisfied

funnybxnez -> neversatisfiedswitch

My current obsession is JJBA. Jotaro is babe. I honestly would love to write some stuff for JJBA, but I need motivation… and to watch the series again, OTL.

So… hi. I’m still trying to figure out a name I like most, so I have 3 you can call me interchangeably: Alex, Alistair, or Sabine.

I’m genderfluid, honestly it’s probably the biggest reason why I can’t choose a name. I’m also panromantic/demisexual, in a committed relationship.

I’m a switch, I lean more toward the lee side, though. I’ve had this blog for a few years, but it’s taken a while for me to accept this part of myself.

Honestly, I love to write and make art. I love music and video games, I just like to escape from everything sometimes.

I also have an RP blog on here that’s kinda dead atm, at least while I find some new partners, but if you want to see what fandoms I’d be willing to write for (or if you want to RP) just check it out! I can send you the link if you’re interested, be warned, I have so many characters (canon and OC) it may be a bit overwhelming.

I’d love to make new friends and reconnect with the ones still here. If you message me and I don’t answer, it’s probably bc I’m using Chrome to see this blog, and the actual Tumblr app has my RP blog on it. I don’t like ignoring people, don’t worry and I’ll get back to you.

I’m so bad at keeping up with stuff, but I’m here. Idk what all has happened since I’ve been gone, but god I’ve missed this hellsite.

So every time my brother comes over, I always instigate him into tickling me. I'm not very strong in the first place, so having someone a good bit stronger than me pinning me down and tickling the hell out of me doesn't really help. He assumes I'm not fighting back, but I am-- out of instinct, ofc, not bc I hate being tickled. But he doesn't need to know that I don't hate it.

One day I somehow ended up in a position that was very bad for me, because no matter how hard I tried I couldn't escape. He'd put a pillow between my knees, then put his own knees against the pillow and forced my legs out to either side of my body, then pinned my hands by my head and kept blowing raspberries on me and tickling me with his free hand. It was awful, but also super fun... even when he almost fell asleep with most of his body weight on me.

My bro tickles me basically every day now. Usually I instigate it, I don't think he knows I like it and I'm not about to tell him bc idk if he'd keep doing it. But basically, I usually end up provoking him in some way (playfully) and he just pins me down and wrecks me.

At one point he had his chin resting on my side, and I told him to get his face away from me and that his facial hair felt weird, and he started blowing raspberries on my sides through my shirt. It was torture, but still fun. And the last time he pinned me, he was trying to get me to give up and tap out, but like the stubborn bitch I am I refused.

He then stopped and looked over his shoulder at me (he had his side resting across my ribcage and his arm around my back, and he was tickling my sides) and said "I'll give you five seconds to give up, or else I'll use my special technique." I had no idea what he meant bc my brain was overwhelmed with tickles, so I didn't say anything, and he started blowing raspberries again. He did it for like, 5 minutes, until I wasn't able to laugh anymore because it was silent.

Idk what possesses me to try and tickle this dude every time he comes over, but I do. His laugh is wonderful, tbh. And also, I'm a little shit who likes causing mischief and provoking people (playfully ofc).

I don't even remember how much I'd tickled him before he started getting me back. I just know that one second he was giggling, and the next I was the one giggling. At first he just went after my neck and armpits because they were the closest spots he could reach, and I was already running out of breath bc I laugh a lot while I’m being tickled. I managed to get him to let me breathe for like, a minute, and then he started tickling behind my knees instead.

Also, I’ve learned that I’m ticklish on my kneecaps, too. Which led to him attempting to get at my kneecaps while saying “Kneecap Central, here we come!” He succeeded, ofc, bc I’m weak when I’m being tickled too apparently. Anytime my feet came too close to him he’d try and get them, too, but he mostly just focused on my knees.

At one point I turned onto my stomach, and I made the mistake of swatting at him when he started tickling my side. He grabbed my arm and held it behind my back, and I literally couldn’t make him let go, so he just kept tickling me. I swear I thought I was going to die, at one point he said “You’re not so tough when you’re giggly, huh?”

He refused to let me go because he wanted me to say that he won. I never said he won, but he eventually did stop because I’m pretty sure I would’ve passed out if he hadn’t. Not that I hated it or anything, it was actually really fun, but when I said I couldn’t breathe, I really couldn’t.

This is going to be kind of long but bear with me okay fjskfjfn--