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Uh 36 with lee Wally and Ler Barnaby?
“Oh, you think that's funny?” Barnaby chuckled lowly, reaching up to wipe his now damp face while Wally held a hand of his mouth, trying desperately to muffle his own giggles.
The two of them had been washing the dishes they had used to bake cookies together, that is until the little painter had decided to chuck a very damp rag directly at Barnaby’s face, which had smacked him in the snout with a wet slap before landing on the ground at his feet. The blue beagle shook his head, grinning at the little yellow puppet and flashing his sharp canine teeth.
“Fine. I'll give you something to laugh about."
“Barnaby-Barnaby! Wait wait wait-!” Wally squealed when the beagle started to charge towards him, he dove towards the other side of the kitchen counter barely dodging Barnaby’s attempt at grabbing him.
The two ended in a little cat and mouse, or in this case Dog and puppet, chase around the counter before coming to a standstill. Both standing on opposite sides of the counter, Barnaby panting slightly while Wally held back giddy giggles.
“Y-You.” Barnaby panted, gosh the little puppet had energy. “Can't run forever kid!”
“Yes I can!” Wally chirped, sounding less winded than Barnaby was. The beagle shook his head;
“You must answer for your heinous act against me bud.”
“My heinous act!?” Wally squeaked, looking aghast. “I only threw that rag at you because you came up and squeezed my sides!”
Barnaby let out a low playful growl, “Oh i’m about to do a lot worse then that kiddo, now come’re!”
The blue beagle lunged across the counter and, using his much longer arms, he grabbed onto the smaller puppet and yanked him over the counter.
Wally let out a loud squeal as he was grabbed, dragged and then tossed in the air by the larger puppet. Quickly, and carefully, he was caught safely in the arms of his friend.
Cradling the small puppet easily in one arm, Barnaby lifted his other arm up, grinning down at Wally as he wiggled his fingers teasingly.
“Ohohoho~! I’ve gotcha now kid! Now I'm really gonna getcha good!”
Wally gasped softly before bursting into giggles, kicking out his legs, he reached his hands out as if to try and hold Barnaby back.
“N-Nohohoho! Barnie!”
The beagle winked at him, “That's my name.”
Slowly the beagle allowed his wiggling fingers to descend closer and closer to the squirming and giggling puppet, before suddenly he lunged his hand forward as if he were about to strike.
Wally let out a silly little noise between a squeak and a snort, it made Barnaby let out a laugh of his own.
“Now I don’t think I’ve heard ya make that sorta noise before bud.”
“Barnaby!” Wally whined through his giggles,
“Cuhuhuhut it out!”
Barnaby raised a brow, “Cut what out Walls? Why I’m not even touching ya, you’re the one just sittin here and giggling.”
The blue beagle grinned, once again bringing his wiggling fingers down just a hair away from touching the puppets belly which was shaking from laughter.
“I haven't even started tickling ya yet!”
Wally let out a giggly yelp, jolting a bit in his bestfriends grip.
“Dohohohont-!”
Barnaby cocked his head to the side. “Dont what bubs?”
“Thihihihihickle mehehehehe-“
In an instant Wally's face fell when he just realized he had fallen for the oldest trick in the book, meanwhile Barnaby grinned.
“Tickle you? Well why didn’t you just say so?”
Wiggling fingers finally made contact with the puppets stomach, skittering gently up and down, occasionally doing a gentle well placed pinch to his sides or tweak to his ribs. Or well where his ribs would be if he had any.
Wally finally burst into real belly laughter, throwing his head back his whole body shook with the force of his genuine happy squeak filled laughter.
“Eeeehehehehehe! Barnabihihihihie! Ehehehahahaha-!”
Barnaby's smile went soft as he watched his normally calm demeanored friend lose it with laughter, the beagle tail wagging back and forth behind him as it always did whenever he managed to make one of his friends laugh.
“What's wrong Wally?” He hummed. “I thought you wanted this?”
Normally perfectly curled blue hair a mess from all his squirming, and face flushed redder than an apple, Wally sent Barnaby a glare that wouldn't have made even a kitten scared.
“Youhohohoho are sohohoho meahehehen!”
Barnaby let out a loud exaggerated gasp, eyes going wide before they narrowed down at the puppet.
“Oh that is it you little rascal, i'll show you mean-!”
The larger puppet stopped his playful attack, moving his free hand down to scoop it under the puppet as to lift him up, he shot the confused painter a wide grin.
“You know Walls, my face is still kinda wet.”
There was a sudden spark of realization from the little puppet and it only made Barnaby's grin widened.
“Thankfully though, I’ve got a perfectly good napkin right here! “
With that the beagle buried his snout into Wally's tummy, nuzzling his face back and forth as he ‘wiped’ the water off of his face.
Wally shrieked, arms and legs flailing about making Barnaby feel lucky that he had such a good grip of the little puppet. Little hands pushed against his head as Wally threw his head back in laughter.
“BARNABHEHEHEHEIE!” Wally cackled, letting out a hiccuping snort.
Barnaby chuckled softly with his face still buried in the painter's tummy. “One sec kid! I’ve almost got all the water off!”
He nuzzled his nose into Wally's stomach a few more times before, unable to resist it, he took a deep breath and blew a big raspberry right in the center where the painter's belly button would be if he had one.
Wally let out the loudest snort that Barnaby had ever heard, so loud Barnaby wasn't sure how such a sound came out of the little puppet in his arm.
Now fully laughing himself Barnaby lifted his head away, standing up straight with Wally still in his arms, The blue haired painter was shaking with left over hiccups and giggles, a big smile still stretched across his face.
Shifting the puppet to be able to hold him in one arm, Barnaby wiped a tear from his eye.
“Oh gosh Wally.” He chuckled. “I didn’t think a noise like that could come out such a tiny puppet.”
Now thoroughly messed up hair hanging in his red face, Wally gave him a glare.
“Shuhuhut upppp.” He whined, practically pouting. Barnaby shook his head and gave the puppets side a few more pokes.
“Awww come on bud, I thought it was cute.”
At the poking Wally started giggling again, squirming.
“Wha-hehehey Barnaby! C-cuhuhut it out! A-Ahahahtually s-stop!”
Immediately the beagle stopped, looking down at Wally worriedly.
“What's wrong? I didn’t go too far did I?”
Wally shook his head. “No, No, it's just…dont you smell that..?”
Frowning Barnaby sniffed the air.
“Oh huh yeah, it smells like something's burning.”
There was a silence between the two puppets for a moment before they both gasped.
“The cookies!” Barnaby exclaimed ,raising his paws to his head in panic, completely dropping Wally who let out a yelp.
“Oh-Wally!” Barnaby yelped, quickly grabbing onto the puppets legs so he wouldn’t hit the ground, leaving him dangling upside down.
“Are you okay!?”
“Forget about me! Go get the cookies!”
“Alright! I'm going! Don't panic-!”
“W-Wait! Put me down first-woooAH!”
#Pandabuns post#Pandabuns fics#Welcome home tickles#Ticklish wally!!#More fluff ofc ofc#Had a lot of fun writing this one
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Oh me gpsh im so glad you liked my fic!! Ive been lurkin for a bit and seeing ur adorable rottmnt art is what finally inspired me to start making content of my own! Im so honered to have one of my fav artists enjoy my fic <3 I hope u have a good day! -Pandabun
Aww that's awesome! I'm glad you enjoy my art! Your writing is like gourmet candy to my internal dialogue and EYES 👁️👁️ /pos. Never stop doing whatcha love and you have a good day too!
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Ok so with me having only 4 requests now, after those (or at least the next 3) get posted content will begin to slow down a little, I have some drafts saved that I intend on posting and some other side projects but this is just the forewarning of hey content might start to get slow
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Tickly Body positivity
AN: This wasnt a request persay! This was just an idea I had randomly and I just had to write! I hope u enjoy! (Please dont tag as ship!)
Summary: During a sleepover with two of his pals, Barnaby gets a bit self conscious of his looks. Leave it too his two pals to cheer him up!
Barnaby stared at his own reflection in the mirror, his normal happy smile morphed into a grimace as he took in his own apprence. Has he always been this....plump?
He gave a poke to his plush tummy, frown deepening at the way it squished gently at the touch. His tail tucked between his legs and he tugged down at his vest, now suddenly self consious on how it did little to cover his round tum.
Voices outside the door startled him out of his spiraling self consious thoughts, which got more audible the closer to the door they got.
"Barnieee~!" Came Julies bubbly voice, the monster puppet gave a quirkly little five tapped knock, "Are you almost ready for our sleepover?"
Ah right the sleepover, in his spiral Barnaby had almost forgotten Wally and Julie was over at his home for a planned annuel sleepover, which he was supposed to be getting ready for before he had caught himself in his mirror.
He cleared his throat, "Nearly! Give me just another moment!"
There was silience at the door for a few moments and Barnaby thought the two other puppets had left, when suddenly.
"Barnie? Are you okay? You sound upset."
'Ah drats' he thought at the concern sounding tone of his little monster puppets friends voice through the door, clearly he hadnt done a good enough job at masking his unhappiness. Now he was out here worrying his friends over nothing, classic Barnaby B. Beagle.
"Barnaby?" There was Wallys cool even tone, afflicted with the same tint of concern that Julies had been. "Is something wrong?
"Nope!" Barnaby chirped, though it sounded forced even to him "Everythings A-Okay!"
Silience and then;
"Barnie...? Can we come in..?"
Oh of course Julie had to bring out her sad voice, the blue beagle could already imagine the sad big eyes she would be given him if he could see her. The neighborhoods greatest collective weakness.
"Aw, alright." he sighed. "You can come in."
There were a few whispers outside the door for a brief second before the door opened, the two smaller puppets stepping inside.
Wally wore his signature blue robe, while Julie wore a soft looking pink nightgown with a pair of butterfly socks that she most likely had "Borrowed" from Frank. Both of them wore matching looks of concern, thought Wallys was more well hiddened behind his calm half lidded eyes.
Julie didnt waste a second, hurrying over to wrap her arms around the much bigger puppets middle to the best of her abilites, tiliting her head up to rest her chin on his stomach so she could peer up at him.
"Awww Barnie! You look so dad? Whats wrong?
Barnaby couldnt tell if he really was just bad at hidding his emotions or if his friends simply knew him well enough by now to be able to read him like an open book. He assumed the latter.
He chuckled softly, reaching up a hand to gently pat the monster puppet a top her head, being mindful of her horns.
"Aww Jules, dont worry bout lil ole me, I'll be alright."
Jules gave him a pout while Wally hummed thoughtfully.
"What made you sad in the first place? Did something happen?"
There was a hint of...something...to the painters tone, something that threatned very un-nice words being spoken to whoever might have made the beagle upset.
Barnaby felt one of his fluffy ears twitch abit nervously. "Aw it was nuthin! I just caught a look in the mirror and realized that I probably needed to cut back on the hotdogs!"
He chuckled the same way he usually did when telling on of his jokes, now usually self depraicating jokes werent his style, and in fact were something he would call his friends out on, but when in doubt of what to do, tell a joke about it!
Instead of laughing like Barnaby had hoped his friends would do, they simply gave him confused looks.
"Why?" Julie asked, cocked her head to the side. "Dont you love hotdogs?"
Barnaby akwardly cleared his throat. "Well of course I do! Its just dont you think ive been looking a bit 'Overstuffed' lately?"
Apparently that was the wrong thing to say, as he only seem to dig his grave further based on the looks his two friends gave him.
"Whats wrong with that?" Julie asked, voice taking on a more thoughtful tone as she looks up at him in concern.
Barnaby quickly held up his paws, shaking his head. "Oh nothin at all of course! Its just," He sighed, "Well kid you know how it can be gettin stuck inside your own head is all."
"Aw well I dont think theres anything wrong with being plump!" Julie declared firmly, she gave Barnaby a squeeze and nuzzled her face in his fur.
"Sides!" She giggled, "It just means theres more to hug!"
"Plus" Wally hummed, appearing suddenly on Barnabys other side, the beagle had no idea how he even got there so quietly.
The yellow puppet wrapped his own arms around the blue dog puppets other side, nuzziling his cheek against his fur in the same way.
"I think it makes you very comfortable to snuggle."
Julie giggled, "Yeah! Youre friend shaped!"
"Like a teddy bear." Wally hummed thoughtfully, Julie grinned.
"A teddy beagle!"
Barnaby let out a huff of amusement, he could feel his face getting warmer and his tail begining to wag a mile a mintuie behind him at all of the genuine compliments he was recciving from his friends.
"Yeah Yeah alright you two I get it, now stop with the mushy stuff before I turn into a puddle."
Julie, however, shook her head. "Nuh uh mister! We'll stop once you admit just how adorable you are!"
Barnaby felt his face go even wamer at the thought of activly calling himself adorable out loud, he may be in the middle of getting cuddled by his two clingy friends, but he still had a reputaion to uphold people!
"N-Now I dont know about that-"
"Hey Julie." Wally suddenly spoke up nonchantly from Barnabys other side.
"Hm?"
"You know another good thing about Barnaby being plump?" He purred, voice suddenly taking on a mischvious lift that made Barnaby suddenly very suspicuous.
"Oh? And whats that?" The monster puppet asked with a smile, picking up on Wallys tone. The puppet lifted up his hands and wiggled his fingers.
"Why it means theres more to tickle of course!"
In an instant the wiggling fingers decended down upon the poor unexpecting beagle, skittering and pinching at his belly.
The comedian let out a very uncharartistic squeal at the sudden sparking ticklish sensations, flapping his hands and he tried to twist his way away from Wallys ticklish grasp"
Meanwhile Julies eyes lit up with a happy squeak. "Of course how could I forget!" She giggled, her own hands beginign to tweak gently at Barnabys belly. Causing him to snort loudly.
"HehehehEHEHy!" Y-You twohohoho cut it ouhohohoht!"
The Beagle squrimed twisting frantcially between the two mischvious puppets, stumbling backwards his legs suddenly hit the foot of his bed, sending him tumbling backwards onto it. His two little attackers quickly followed, climbing up onto the bed to sit on either side of him they began to poke, prod, and wiggle their fingers across his belly at every opening they could find.
Barnaby cackled like a madman, or well, maddog. Twisting partways onto his side in hopes of escaping the tickling fingers but it was to no avail. Those hands seemed to follow him no matter where he twisted or squirmed.
Julie giggled, "Aww, look at this belly~!" she cooed, skittering her fingers across it, giggiling harder at the silly sounds it produced from the beagle puppet.
"So full of love!"
"And giggles" Wally added in with a mischevious grin, gently kneading into the blue beagles plush tummy. Julie grinned right back at him.
"Oh of course! Lots of giggles!"
"Think we can tickle them all out?"
Julie giggled. "Oooo great idea! Lets find out!"
Barnaby was in stiches, howling with snort filled laughter. His leg kicked out like a puppies, and his tail was wagging so fast it thumped the bed loudly in a steady rythme. Not wanting to hurt his little friends he tried to keep his squirming to a minimum, his hands coming up to cover his warm beet red face.
"Guhuhuhuhys pleahehehehse! I-Im begin' yahahahahaha!"
"All you have to do is admit how adorable you are~" Julie sing songed, poking his belly with each word, causing him to squeak eachtime.
"Come on Barnie, its not that hard!" Wally chirped, "All you gotta do is say; 'I, Barnaby B. Beagle, am very adorable and sweet no matter how plump I may get!', See? Easy!"
If the beagles face could somehow get any warmer it did right then in there, he curled up further into a little ball, hiccuping now in between his silly cackles. Not one to be defeated by two puppets half his size he managed to squeak out in between hiccups.
"N-Nehehehehver!"
"Never?" Julie gasped, "Did you hear that Walls? He said never!"
"Oh I heard him alright!"
"Do you know what this means?" She giggled. "I think it means he doesnt want us to ever stop! I think he's just having too much fun!"
Wallys eyes lit up happily. "Oh! But of course! I mean just look at how much his tail is wagging!"
Julie giggled, looking down at the beagle. "Aww do you like the tickles Barnie? Do you just love em soooo much?"
Barnabys tail felt like it was gonna wag off from how fast it was going, which really didnt help prove his point as he squealed out protests in reponse, hiding his face in his hands.
Suddenly, after a few moments, the tickling stopped completly, leaving Barnaby confused and out of breath, shaking with left over giggles. Cautiously he began to remove his arm from his face when suddenly-
"Ready Walls? 1....2....3-!"
There were two twin intakes of air followed by the worrst ticklish sensations the poor beagle had ever felt spreading acorss his entire belly, he quite literally, let out a howl followed by peals of full blown belly laughter. Desperatly he banged his fist on the bed.
"OKAHAHAY! OKAHAHY! I GIHIHIHIVE! I GIHIHIHVE! UNCLE!"
Instantly the sensations came to a stop, and this time nothing else followed. Barnaby was left a giggly pile of goo, gasping for breath he struggled to control his left over titters. After a moment of composing himself he finally moved his arm from his face, he was met by two fond pairs of smiles looking down at him.
"Well~?" Wally hummed, Julie crossed her arms as if waiting expectantly. Barnaby let out a long drawn out groan, giving the two lighthearted glares.
"Fiihihihne, Fine! Im...." He muttered the last part far too quiet for the two of them too hear, Jullie raised a brow, lifting up her hands to wiggle her fingers threateningly.
"What was that Barnie?"
Barnaby squeaked, holding up his paws.
"Okay okay! Take it easy! I....I said that I am....adorable.."
"And sweet?"
".....And sweet..."
"Annnnd the most ticklish puppet in the neighborhood?"
"Wha-Hey!" Barnaby spluttered, fully sitting up on the bed.
"Im not saying that! Its not even true and you know that!" He gave Julie a playful poke in her side, causing her to jump and squeak out a giggle.
Wally snorted softly at that, until Barnaby also gave him a poke to the ribs, or where ribs would be, causing him to yelp and nearly tumble off the bed.
"Wha- Hey!"
Barnaby chuckled, wrapping an arm around each of the smaller puppets and tugging them down to lay beside him, earing him twin yelps of suprise. The two puppets squirmed a bit, but after realizing that the beagle wasnt going to do anything they quickly relaxed and snuggled against his side. Barnaby opened and eye to peer at them and chuckled.
"Dont think you two are off the hook, I'm too tired to get you back now but there will be no mercy come morning."
Wallys face went red while Julie giggled excitedly, she rested her head on the beagles chest.
"Did you really mean it when you said you were adorable?"
Barnaby gave her a fond smile, "Yeah yeah I meant it."
The beagle found himself suprised that what came out of his mouth was actually true, he did belive he was adorable. So what if he was plump in the tum? It just made him more comfortable to hug!
Julie positivly beamed at him, nuzziling her face against his chest.
"Good! Now hush. im tired, its sleepy time."
Barnaby rose a brow. "Oh youre tired?"
"Hush!"
The beagle chuckled softly, closing his eyes and letting out a content sigh as he friends snuggled closer to him.
"....Wait guys i never did actually get to change into my pjs...guys?....Guys?....Nevermind..."
#Pandabuns posts#Pandabuns fics#welcome home tickles#ticklish! Barnaby#Shout out to all my chubby and fat lees out there u are so awesome and valid#This was very fun to write i love Lee Barnaby#He big puppy!!!
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Omg more lee Casey PLS
Alright anon :3, have some drabble as a treat :3
Casey was the best ninja, the sneakiest and quietest of all ninjas, aside from his Sensei of course, but Casey was a close second.
He creeped quietly down the hall, sticking close to the wall and in the shadows just as his Sensei had taught him. He reached the end of it and peered sneakily through the crack of the door, his Uncle Tello was still at his desk as he always was, back to the door and furiously typing on his many, many keyboards.
Casey carefully opened the door wide enough for him to slip through before pausing to see if the turtle had noticed him, he hadn't and Casey bit his lip to stop from giggling as he stepped through the door and into the room.
He stayed crouched, almost crawling, making his way further into the dimly lit room. As he got closer to his uncle's chair he slowly raised himself back up onto two legs, stretching his body up he made his hands into claws taking in a deep breath-
There was a whir of metal retracting and faster than Casey could even yelp he was being picked up by small metal hands and dangled upside down in front of his uncle's unamused face.
The boy offered a half grin, giggling nervously.
"Hehe, Hi Uncle Tello...."
The mutant narrowed his eyes, tattooed on eyebrows furrowing and giving him an even more unamused expression.
"Casey Jr."
The two stared each other down for a moment before Casey squirmed a bit in the metal arms hold, causing him to swing back and forth slightly.
"Right so, I think I'll be on my way now-
"Yeah no not happening."
Before he could even protest, Casey was being dropped into his uncle's lap. Two large three fingered hands grabbed onto his sides and rapidly squeezed up and down them, prompting the boy to squeal loudly and burst into loud giggles.
"You come into my lab, and prevent me from doing my work and expect to leave without consequences? For shame Casey." Donetello droned, his voice conveying indifference to the squirmy laughing child in his lap though the fondness in his eyes gave him away.
"Now," He continued, turning back to his screen, "Where was I...?"
"Uncle Tello!" Casey squealed when the mutant's fingers wiggled their way up to his armpits.
"Casey Jr." Donetello responded, glancing down at him, "Can't you see I'm trying to work? Did we not teach you any better then to bother us when were working?"
Tiny hands pushed to no avail against larger green ones. "Your tihihickling meheheheh!"
Donetello raised an eyebrow. "Tickling you? Me? Oh I would never." the turtle rolled his eyes, voice laced with sarcasm. Though when Casey let out a squeak of a hiccup he couldn't keep the slight smile off his face.
"Uncle Tehehellohohoho!" Casey giggled, smacking at muscled arms as his hands suddenly skittered back down to tweak gently at his ribs.
"Sigh, I guess if you really require my attention so badly you may have it" Donnie grinned, he shifted the boy in his arms to better secure him before he made his free hand into a claw, bringing it down onto the boy's small stomach and shaking it. Practically shaking the boy's whole body alongside it.
Casey shrieked before bursting into bright childish belly laughter, curling up around the turtle's hand.
"Ehehehehe! Nohohohoho!"
Donnie raised a brow. "No? Now you don't want my attention? You need to make up your mind Casey."
Casey kicked out his legs, trying desperately to roll over onto his side. "Your behehehing mehehehean!"
"Me? Mean? Scoff! I'll have you know that I'm the fun uncle, I mean just listen to how much fun your having right now."
He used the boy's new position to skitter his fingers up his spine to the back of his neck, causing him to scrunch up and squeal.
Donnie allowed his fingers to poke a prod for a few moments longer before he let up, allowing the boy to rest in his lap as he caught his breath. As his lingering giggles resided Donnie gave him a look.
"Now, what have we learned about sneaking up on Uncle Tello?"
Casey giggled a bit before answering. "To not get caught next time."
Donnie gave him an annoyed look at he poked him in the side. "You've been spending too much time with that Sensei of yours."
Casey giggled and pushed the turtle's hand away, settling back to lean against his chest, tilting back his head to grin up at him.
"I mean it! Next time I won't get caught."
Donnie glanced down at him and patted his head. "Uh huh, I'm sure you won't." He wheeled himself back over closer to his desk.
"Now if you promise to be quiet I'll let you stay with me while I work."
The boy's eyes immediately lit up."Will you let me use the soldering iron again?"
"Ha!......Only if you don't tell Mikey."
#pandabuns post#pandabuns fic#pandabun asks#pandabun requests#rottmnt tickles#rottmnt tickle fic#ticklish! casey#U can tell i have a soft spot for Uncle F!Donnie lol#This was fun to write for >:3
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Are you doing the prompt list for welcome home? If so how about 8 and 20 with lee Wally and Ler Eddie?
"Well, someones grouchy!" Eddie hummed, hands resting on his hips as he looked down at the smaller puppet he'd come across during his rounds sitting cross-legged on the grass. Paint palette and brushes throw aside in a huff and a paint-splattered canvas before him.
Wally huffed, crossing his arms across his chest, the yellow puppet avoiding Eddie's gaze.
"I am not grouchy." He muttered in his usual cool tone. "Im just...frustrated."
The mailman cocked a brow "Oh, so that's why you're sittin' here pouting like a little kid who just got told he couldn't have ice cream for dinner."
Wally sent a glare his way. "I am not pouting!" he huffed while pouting. Eddie simply shook his head fondly as he crouched down more to the smaller puppet's height.
"Well, what got you so grouchy in the first place huh?"
"Im not-!" Wally sighed, shoulders slumping as he gestured vaguely to the canvas in front of him "I just...I just can't get it to look right! I've been at it all morning and nothing I do seems to help it."
Eddie's gaze softened as he looked down at the blue-haired painter. "Aw Walls, I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. You're a great painter! Everyone has off days sometimes!"
The yellow puppet said nothing, simply looking towards the ground with a frown that could rival Franks, arms crossed. Eddies' face twisted into a worried frown before his lips curled upwards mischievously. He couldn't let his dear friend go about looking so sad! It just wouldn't do.
"Aww. c'mon" He cooed, voice taking on a teasing tilt as he reached out with a large finger to gently poke and prod at Wally's exposed side. "Smile!"
The reaction was immediate, the dejected frown on the puppet's face quickly began to curl up into his signature grin, though he tried his best to fight it. Squirming about and making blind attempts to push at Eddie's poking fingers.
"H-Hehey! Cut that out!"
"No can do friend!" Eddie chirped, grinning widely. "Can't stop till we find that smile of yours! Now I know it's in here somewhere..."
The mailman trailed off as he now used both hands to poke and prod and wiggle his fingers into any spot he could reach, all the while Wally fought against the laughter bubbling up in his chest, taking to curling up on the ground in an attempt to shield himself from his friend's playful attack.
"Come on, where is that smile? I know it's in here somewhere! Is it here? Orrrr here? Or maybe it's...here!"
The puppet found an opening to shove his wiggling fingers underneath the yellow-skinned painter's arms.
The reaction was instant, the smaller puppet immediately clamped both his arms down tight to his side, a wide smile finally taking over his face and he squealed and burst into wild giggly laughter. Eddie cheered.
"Haha! There it is! I knew we'd find it!"
Wally snorted softly as he frantically kicked out his legs, rolling back and forth on the ground lost in his mirth. His cheeks aching from how wide his smile has become.
"N-Nohohohoho! Eddie! C-Cut it out!"
"Hm? Cut what out Walls? I'm not doing anything! You're the ones who got my hands all trapped! " to prove his point he wiggled his fingers slightly causing Wally to let out a giggly squeak.
"I am really happy to see you smiling again! I much prefer this happy Wally over that grouchy Wally! Wouldn't you agree?"
"Eddiehehehe!"
"That's my name giggles!"
If the painter's face could get any redder it certainly did, after a few more moments of squirming around lost in laughter Wally finally threw in the towel.
"Okay! Okayheheh! I-hehe! I gihihihive!"
"You feeling better?" Eddie hummed, giving the puppet's side a gentle tweak causing him to squeak.
"Yehehes! I do!"
"Great!" The mailman chirped, instantly pulling his hands away and leaving poor Wally as a curled-up ball of giggles, after a moment the puppet uncurled himself and sat up red-faced and disheveled. And, most importantly, with a big smile on his face.
Eddie beamed. "There! See! I knew we'd find that smile of yours!"
Wally let out a low groan, covering his red face with his hands though he still smiled past his fingers.
"Did you have to go about it like...that?"
"It worked didn't it?"
Wally peeked past his fingers to look at his still discarded canvas, and though he would never admit it, he was feeling a lot better. And a lot more inspired. "Yeah..."
He gave Eddie a more genuine smile "It did."
#pandabuns fic#pandabuns posts#Welcome home tickles!#Wally tickles!#anon#thank u sm for this prompt it was very fun to do#i loved it sm#eddie is a big lee but he can also be a very soft ler#same with wally#hes secretly a big lee#still figuring out how i wanna write these guys
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Hi, um, I was wondering if I could request 14 and 19 with lee!Wally and ler!Barnaby? They're taking over my brain rn
You're doing this community a great service with your Welcome Home fics
"Ohohoho" Barnaby chuckled lowly, looking over at the grinning yellow puppet who just had the absolute audacity to throw a pillow directly at his face, knocking his pipe askew and sending it to the ground.
"Kid, I'll make you regret that."
Wally huffed, rolling his eyes and brandishing another soft feather-filled pillow like a weapon. He stuck out his tongue, blowing a quick raspberry in the blue dog puppet's direction.
"Come at me, I dare you."
Barnaby stood up.
Instantly Wally's eyes widened in surprise, letting out a squeak as the larger puppet started to approach him. Every bit of cocky confidence seemed to leave his body in an instant.
"W-Wait! Barnaby! I-I asked you nicely to stop smoking inside but you didn't wanna listen and-nohoho Barnie! Stay away!"
The yellow-faced puppet chucked the pillow at the rapidly approaching blue beagle, missing him by a mile in his haste to scramble away.
"Oh no, you don't." The beagle huffed as he reached out and scooped up the smaller puppet as he tried to escape, holding him in his arms he made his way back over to the couch, plopping down with the squirming painter in his lap.
"Now you're gonna sit here and have the audacity to throw a pillow at me? Me of all people, your dearest best friend? And if that wasn't bad enough, you're gonna make a nasty face at me! Now when did you get so sassy?"
Wally giggled, squirming in Barnaby's lap, though the grip the fluffy blue dog had on him, while gentle, wasn't giving him any chance of escape.
"Let me gohohoho!"
Barnaby shook his head. "Oh, not a chance! You are way too sassy to be my Wally, so clearly you are an imposter! Now I know you're hiding my Wally in there somewhere, where is he huh? Where you keepin' him?"
Adjusting his grip slightly to keep the squirming puppet settled comfortably in his lap, the Beagle used his free hand to gently poke and prod the painter's plush belly and sides.
"Is he in here? Huh? Huh? How about...here! Oooo or maybe here?"
Meanwhile in his lap, Wally was a squirming mess of giggles and squeaks, eyes scrunched up and mouth opened in a wide grin, the painter desperately tried to grasp onto his friend's larger paws, pushing at them with no avail.
"Nahaha! Nohohoho! N-No ticklihihhing!"
The blue beagle rose a single brow. "No tickling? But i thought you loved tickling! I mean just look at how much your laughing! You look like you're having a blast!"
Wally squealed, giving up trying to push at his friend's paws in order to cover his face, which was quickly getting redder by the second, with both his hands.
Barnaby chuckled fondly, wiggling his fingers in Wally's now exposed underarms. "Aw come on kid, none of that now. Let's see that smile of yours!"
The blue-haired puppet snorted loudly, clasping his hands down quickly to his sides.
"Ahahahehehee! Barnabyhehe!"
"Barnaby? Oh no, my dear Wally you are mistaken, I'm not Barnaby right now.....I'm the tickle monster!"
With a playful growl, the blue puppet formed his paw into the shape of a claw, before bringing it down to gently claw at Wally's stomach, tickling him now in earnest.
Wally's giggles quickly became full-blown cackles and snorts, frantically shaking his head back and forth as he squirmed. Messing up his usually neat and gelled-up hair, which was now dangling loose and sticking up all over the place.
Barnaby's cheeks hurt from how wide he was smiling at his friend's endearing reaction, that and the fact he had yet to ask for him to stop. The beagle gave a fond shake of his head, chuckling softly.
He abruptly stopped his attack, leaving Wally giggling quietly in his lap. After a second of catching his breath, the yellow puppet cracked open his eyes to look up at him in confusion. Barnaby just gave him a wide toothy grin.
"Say, Wally? What's a Tickle monster's favorite snack? "
Wally's eyes widened at his he let out a squeak, sputtering out frantic giggly protests, which Barnaby paid no mind to as he scooped his hands underneath his friend.
"Raspberries!" He exclaimed, and with it lifted Wally up in his arms to blow a big raspberry right into his belly. Nearly bursting an eardrum from how loud his smaller friend squealed right close to his floppy ears.
"NahahahAHAHA! BarnabyHEHE!"
Picking up on the wheeze in his friend's voice, Barnaby stopped. Carefully lowering his quietly cackling companion back down into his lap, placing him there and simply leaning back against the couch cushions and letting the little painter catch back his breath.
After a moment, his gradual titters finally faded away. Leaving him red-faced and curled up in Barnaby's lap, with a groan he lifted both his hands up to cover his face.
"Why are you so mean?" He whined, causing Barnaby to let out a laugh.
"Me? Mean? You say that as if you weren't not telling me to stop."
The rest of what he had to say was drowned out by the blue-haired painter's flustered whining and threats of revenge.
Barnaby chuckled, bringing up a large paw to pat the top of his friends head.
"You, kid, are adorable."
#pandabuns posts#pandabuns fic#Welcome home tickles#ticklish Wally!#im so glad i could do this community a service#im having sm fun writing these#This is platonic btw#I view Barnaby having a close friendship/older brother/uncle relationship with Wally#this is just me tho ur allowed to have ur own hcs :3#these are just mine :3#so pls dont tag this one as ship ^u^#thank u for the request !#i dont even know if people ship them a lot but ive seen some people who do so just incase
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LEE FINN AND LER JAKE. Maybe finn is feeling down so jake cheers his best friend up?
The treehouse was quiet, too quiet.
At least Jake thought so.
The magical dog hummed to himself as he popped open the oven, pulling out a tray of fresh baked meatloaf. Finns favorite.
The two had just a few hours ago finished up fighting a weird bear monster that was harassing a village, and once they got home Finn had barely just allowed Jake to finish patching him up before he had muttered something about going to his room and disappeared up the ladder.
He’d been up there ever sense and Jake would be lying if he said he wasn’t worried, it wasn’t that uncommon for Finn to turn in right after a fight but today he had seemed a bit off.
In fact the teen had seemed a bit off for a couple of days now, Jake had been trying to give him some space, let the boy come to him, but it didn’t seem to be doing much to help. And when Jakes ‘older brother’ sense started going off for real, thats when he knew it was time to intervene.
He picked up the plate now filled with cuts of Finns favorite dish and stretched himself up the ladder into his and Finns shared bedroom, where he found the teen without his signature hat; laying on his back staring blankly up at the ceiling.
Jake frowned, the twisted feeling in his gut at the sight of his little brother looking so….sad worsened. Wishing deep down that his mother were still here to help he cleared his throat, putting on his signature grin.
“Heeeeey man, wakey wakey. I brought you something to eat.”
Finn didn’t give him much of an acknowledgment, simply grunting a bit in response and mumbling something that was too quiet for the dog to hear. Jake kept up his happy attitude, though internally he frowned.
“Come onnnnn bro, I made meatlooooooaf~ Your favorite!”
Finns nose twitched slightly as the sudden smell of fresh out of the oven meatloaf filled his nostrils. But instead of the usual rumble of hunger he felt in his belly, his stomach simply seemed to twist up uncomfortably.
The teen sighed, eyes still bleary starting up at the ceiling of the tree house. He let his shoulder fall up and down half heartedly in a shrug.
“Maybe later dude, I’m not really hungry right now.”
Jake visibly frowned at that, stretching his arm holding the plate of meatloaf back down the ladder and back onto the kitchen counter as he walked forward to the side of Finns bed.
“Not hungry for meatloaf huh? Something must really be wrong….aw dang your not getting sick are you?”
He stretched a paw out to place it on Finns forehead, brushing aside long blonde hair as he did so.
“Hm you don’t feel warm.” He moved his hand down to brush gently against the bandage on his younger brothers cheek, where he knew long scratches resided from the monster fight earlier. “Oh crap you don’t think that monster had like, some weird gross poison claws or something?”
Finn scrunched up his nose at the touch, raising a hand to gently bat away Jakes. “Ugh, no Jake. Im not sick or anything, I’m just….”
“Just…..?” Jake prompted, raising an eyebrow. Finn just sighed turning away from the magic dog and onto his side, now staring at the wall.
“…..Nothing.”
Jake threw his hands up in the air dramatically. “Dude! That was like a full five second pause, plus you didn’t want any meatloaf and you aren’t even wearing your hat, clearly this isn’t just ‘nothing’.”
He brought his arms back down to his side, resting with hands on his hips. “Is this some new sort of teen angst your trying out? Cause if it is I’m not gonna be handling any teen sass from you young man.”
“No dude thats not it.” Finn huffed, just a bit of amusement entering his voice before it faded away as he let out a long sigh.
“Im just….tired….I guess….I don’t know man…”
Jake frowned, stretching out his upper body to the other side of the bed so he could face finn. “Tired as in sleepy or….tired as in bummed out sad?”
Finn shrugged his shoulder as he turned over again, once more facing away from looking his adopted dog brother in the eye.
“Im not like, sad or whatever, or maybe I am? I don’t know its just…..I’ve been thinking about my Dad.”
Jake hummed,retracting his head to rejoin the rest of his body. “Joshua Dad or Human Dad?”
Finn sighed, rolling over onto his back. “Human Dad……”
“Ah” Jake muttered, realizing that it was gonna be one of those kinds of conversations. He lifted himself up to to sit at the edge of Finns bed.
“Wanna talk about it?”
Finn frowned. “Not really….but also I kinda do? Like….I don’t know man, words are hard.”
Jake reached out to pat the teens leg gently, choosing to stay silent and allow him a chance to collect his words.
“Like, I don’t really need him you know? I had you and mom and dad and Jermaine but like…..I don’t know i thought it would have been nice to at least…have some sort of relationship with him? Maybe learn more about where I came from and why he left me…..”
The teen trailed off, reaching a hand up to grip a handful of his shirt. “And I mean, clearly he doesn’t really want one with me, a relationship I mean, and like it got me thinking….what if its like….me? Like, maybe theres just something up with me and thats why he hates me so much and like, what if he isn’t the only one? What if Joshua and Mom felt the same way or something.”
“What!?” Jake sputtered, standing from the bed and giving Finn one of his few genuinely serious looks. “Dude Mom and Dad loved you, your human dad is just a big…sweat stain buttwad….uhh no offense.”
Finn let out a bit of a amused huff, swallowing past the lump that had formed in his throat. “Nah your right, he does kinda suck….I just wish Id known what I did wrong you know?”
“Finn” Jake staid sternly, brow furrowed. “You were a baby dude, you didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Maybe I was a really ugly baby.”
“Hey.” Jake huffed. “You were a super cute baby, I have the pictures to prove it. Sides, even if you did do something thats no excuse to leave lil baby you helpless and alone in the woods.”
Finn sighed softly. “Yeah, maybe your right..”
Jake raised an eyebrow, letting his voice slip into a more playful exaggeration. “What do you mean maybe? Im totally right, all the time without fail.”
Finn snorted a bit, turning onto his side to face away from the magical dog. “Yeah, sure you are buddy.”
Jake narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms across his chest.
“Whats that supposed to mean? I am right all the time, especially about this.”
“Mhm, sure.”
“Wha-? Oh you better not even start with that, I can see you trying not to smile.”
Despite the heavy cloud of sadness that fell over the teen, there was a steady increasing of amusement starting to bubble up in his chest as he continued to face away from his brother.
“I don’t know what your talking about.”
Jake put his hands to his hips, putting on his stern “adult figure” voice he used only in emergency times like this.
“Finn, look at me.”
Silence.
“Finn, don’t you make me use drastic measures.”
Even more silence from the human teen, Jake let out a growl stretching out his arms.
“Alright then, you asked for this.”
Stretching out his arms, Jake wrapped them around Finns middle, yanking the teen back across the bed and towards his chest. The human yelped, arms flailing about.
“What the-!? Jake!”
The magical dog could barely hold back a smile as he stretched one of his arms out further to free his hand, wiggling his fingers playfully.
“Sorry dude but you asked for this!”
Fur covered finger’s skittering up gently across his neck made Finn squeak and scrunch up his shoulders, bursting into squeaky titters.
“W-Waihihit! Jahahake!”
“Hm? What was that?” Jake grinned, moving his hand to scratching under the teens chin, the current lack of his hat giving him free access. “Couldn’t hear you over how much your laughing.”
Finn, much to his own embarrassment, let out a soft squeal. Shaking his head back and forth to try and get away from his older brothers tickly fingers, kicking out his legs and scuffing up the beds blankets.
“Nohohoho! Come on mahahan! Im to old for thihihihis!”
Jake scoffed, using his free hand wrapped around Finn to poke along Finns side. “Nah, you ain’t ever too old for this. Sides you used to love this as a little kid.”
Finn flinched away, curling into himself, but Jakes arms wrapped around him kept him from escaping. His laughter raising in pitch when Jakes hand started pinching gently at his ribs, he shoved at Jakes arms in an attempt to escape but it did little to help.
“Nahahahaha! Whihihihiy?”
“Why?” Jake grinned, scribbling fingers across the back of Finns neck to hear him squeal again. “Cause you’ve been nuthin but all mopey sad today! Sides, Im your older brother. Bullying you like this is kinda muh job.”
Finn squeaked, fighting with himself to keep his giggly laughter at bay. Though as much as he would never admit it to anyone, especially Jake, the giddy feeling of laughing so freely was helping in its own way to lighten to heavy feeling in his chest. Didn’t mean his older brother wasn’t any less of a jerk though.
“Wehehehll Ihihihi thihihink y-your being ahahaha b-butthead!”
Jake let out a loud offended gasp. “What did you just call me?? Thats it your really gonna get it now!”
Stretching out his arm further he snaked it down Finns body to wrap around his leg, keeping it still as he lifted it up. Finns eyes snapped open as he burst into nervous laughter, his squirming increasing ten-fold as he tried to pull his leg out of Jakes hold.
“NO! Nohohoho J-Jake-! Dohohohohont!”
“Hmm? Don’t? Don’t what? Don’t dooo….this!?”
He latched onto Finns knee, switching between squeezing sporadically and skittering his fingers underneath it at random.
Finn snorted loudly before bursting into loud body shaking laughter, throwing back his head against Jakes chest he frantically flailed his arms randomly about, babbling nonsense in between shrieks of bright laughter.
Jake chuckled. “Heh, you snorted~”
Finns normally pale face turned an even darker shade of red, causing Jakes smile to widen.
“Awww you look like a tomato.” He blew gently on one of Finns ears causing him to squeak amongst his loud laughter. “A giggly giggly tomato.”
“EhehehehAHAHAHAH! U-Uncle UHUHUHUNCLE!” Finn shrieked, voice cracking as he sputtered and snorted in between his cackles.
With a laugh of his own Jake immediately backed off, unstretching himself and releasing Finn from his hold. Where upon being free the teen curled up onto a ball on the bed, gasping for air as he groaned.
Jake giggled down at him, eyes crinkling as he looked down at him fondly. “Heh, I forget how fun you are to tickle. You always freak out it’s adorable.”
Finn let out a long whine, kicking out blindly in an attempt to land a hit on his brother. “Come on man shut up.”
Jake smiled as he pat the teen on the shoulder. “Aww dude don’t be like that, you haven’t laughed in like forever! I was just trying to help ya cheer up a bit.”
Finn slightly uncovered his face to look at his dog brother, though he avoided meeting his eyes. “Yeah….I guess I haven’t….”
Jake stretched his body down slightly so he could meet the humans eye, grinning widely.
“Sooo, does that mean it worked and your feeling better?”
Finns pinkend cheeks turned an even darker shade as he looked away. “…..Maybe…”
Jake cheered, throwing himself forward to lay across Finn in a hug. “Yeahhh! Ol’Jakeys still got it!”
Finn huffed out a laugh, smiling as he playfully shoved at Jakes face. “Your still a big butthead though.”
Jake grinned as he moved his head so he could press it against Finns head. “Yeahhhh but you still love me.”
Finn smiled as he scratched the top of Jakes head causing his small tail to start wagging. “Yeah, I do…..hey you think that meatloaf is still good?”
“Well yeah of course, wanna go eat some and play some video games?”
“Haha yeah! Bet I can beat your high score in bloombombs.”
“Ha! In your dreams!”
#pandabuns posts#pandabuns fic#pandabun requests#adventure time tickles#thanks for the ask!#Ticklish! Finn#Forgive me if these guys seem out of character this is my first time writing for em!!#platonic sfw tickles
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If you're still taking welcome home requests. Perhaps 2 and 16 with Lee Frank and Ler Wally? 👀
“Ive told you Wallace.” Frank droned “I don’t laugh, you know this”
The grey puppet didnt even need to look up from his book to see the other puppet roll his eyes. The book he’d been trying to read before a certain blue haired painter decided to make it his mission of the day to annoy him.
“Oh come onnnnn Frankie” Wally groaned, scooting closer across the table to lean against Frank. “Not even a lil giggle?”
“No”
“A teeny tiny one?”
“Hmm let me think-No.”
“Okay okay but hear me out, knock knock.”
Frank held back a groan of his own, he would not give Wally the satisfaction of a reaction.
“Im not doing this again Wallace.”
“Come on pleeeeease!”
A sigh. “Fine, whos there?”
“Hal.”
“Hal who?”
“Hal will you know if you dont open the door?” Wally exclaimed before bursting into giggles, Frank however, just rolled his eyes. Pulling his book closer to his face to hide the fact that his lips had twitched upwards at that, not necessarily because the joke was funny but because Wallys laughter was contagious
“Seriously?” Wally chortled, wiping a tear of mirth from his eye. “Not even a little laugh? Really?”
“Perhaps” Frank hummed, turning a page. “its time to accept the fact that perhaps, you simply are not funny enough to make me laugh”
It was a lie of course, the painter could be funny at times, but he chose to come and bother frank during his reading time so Frank would choose to be a bit stubborn.
There was silence for a moment, so long that Frank, who was worried he’d actually upset the other puppet, lowered his book to look at him.
He found the blue haired painter looking at him, lips curled up in his signature cat-like grin. Mischief swimming in his eyes.
“Oh? Is that a challenge~?”
“I-I” Frank sputtered, feeling his face heat up as he lowered his book to his chest protectively.
“Whats wrong Frankie~?” Wally purred, leaning closer to the grumpy puppet, “Cat got your tongue?”
Frank instinctively leaned away from him. “N-Now Wallace, don’t give me that look”
“What look?” Wally hummed, cocking his head to his side. “Im just smiling at you! And you know I smile at everyone!”
“I-I know that look Wally!” Frank stuttered, his voice betraying his own nervousness. “So dont even think about doing it!”
“It? Ohhh you mean this~?”
The puppet raised his hands, wiggling his fingers teasingly. Frank squeaked, face turning an even darker shade of red.
“Wally!”
“What?” Wally giggled. “Scared that I’m gonna….. getcha!”
Spotting an opening the yellow puppet lunged forward and latched onto the grumpy puppets sides, gently squeezing up and down in quick ticklish bursts.
Frank let out an uncharacteristic squeal, his book flying from his hands and landing on the floor in a heap forgotten. Frank squirmed, hands grabbing desperately onto Wallys shoulders in an attempt to push him away. Bright snort-filled laughter bubbled up from his chest and out his mouth, which was now curled up into a wide grin.
“Would you look at that!” Wally giggled “Mr ‘I don’t laugh’ is laughing! Who would have thought!”
“Nahahaha! Wally!!”
“Yes~?”
“C-Cut it ouhohoht!”
“Now Frankie I cant do that!” Wally tsk’d, shaking his head. “I have to convince you that I am funny! Now have you heard the one about the chicken crossing the road?”
As he spoke, the painter moved his hands down to gently squeezing at the grey puppets plush belly, causing him to hunch over with a giggly snort.
“Why Frankie! I haven’t even finished the joke yet and you’re already laughing? Why I must be the funniest puppet in the neighborhood!”
“Wallyeeehehehehe!” Frank squealed, he would have squirmed right off the bench they sat on if it weren’t for Wallys gentle albeit tickly grip on him keeping him from tumbling to the ground.
Wally chuckled softly. “Wow Frankie!You’ve had all this laughter just building up in ya all this time? Well I guess now I gotta make sure I get it alllll out~!”
He raised his hand to the back of Franks neck, gently fluttering his fingers. Causing Frank to scrunch up his shoulders, snorting loudly.
“Tktktktktk~!”
“Wally plehehehehehase!!”
Seeing the puppet was getting quickly tuckered out, Wally stilled his wiggling fingers with a giggle.
“Okay Okay! I’ll stop.”
Though he was no longer ticking him, Wally kept Frank in his grip. Allowing the tuckered out puppet to lean against him, still giggling. A wide smile still plastered on his face.
Wally reached up to gently pet the top of Franks head, his normally neat hair a disheveled mess.
“Aww, there there.”
After a moment of calming the butterflies in his belly, Frank let out a groan, sitting up and sending his yellow friend a glare. He straightened his shirt collar and leaned down to pick up his discarded book with a huff, flipping to the page he had been on before he’d been interrupted, pointedly ignoring Wallys self satisfied look.
“You, Wallace” He grumbled, face burning. “Are a disturbance to the peace.”
“And your still smiling~” Wally purred, leaning against Frank and resting his head on his shoulder.
The grey puppet, who was in fact smiling, simply huffed.
“Trick of the lighting.”
“Uh huh.” Wally hummed, making himself comfortable leaned against Franks side, who simply sighed and resigned himself to the fact that his clingy painter friend wasn’t going to be leaving him anytime soon. Not that Frank could find it in himself to even mind. He might even have appreciated the company, though he’d never admit that out loud. Not like his verbal admittance was really needed, given the way he himself also made himself comfortable leaning against his friend. Enjoying the content silence of the moment at last.
“…….So did you hear that one about the dog and the stick?”
“Wally!”
#pandabuns fic#pandabuns posts#pandabun requests#Welcome home tickling#Ticklish Frank!!#Thank u for the request it was very cute!!!#Idk if Wallys full name actually is Wallace but i found it very funny to imagine frank calling him by his full name so#New hc
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Braiding Giggles
AN: Ahhhh my first fic!! Ofc it had to be ROTTMNT, Ive have rottmnt brainrot for so long, especially about my boy Casey. I hope you guys enjoy!
Words: 2893
Summary: After spending most of his life in the apocalypse with little access to baths, Casey's hair needs a lot of work. Luckily the hamato clan is more than eager to help their newest addition, along the way they discover something new about the future teen.
Casey let out a pained noise as the brush caught on a tangle in his hair, followed by a few more as he struggled to yank the brush out none to gently from his long tangled locks of jet black hair.
Growing up in the apocalypse did not leave a lot of room for things such proper hair care, or even really bathing in general. And the last few days he had spent in his own timeline had been some of the most hectic days of his life, not to mention that he was tasked with saving this timeline's world as soon as he had arrived smack dab in the middle of it. So showering hasn't really been something that had crossed his mind at the time.
But after the dust had settled, and the hamato clan had been given time to rest and properly treat their wounds, physically and maybe just a little emotionally, April had taken one good look at his greasy slicked back hair and had demanded he’d shower.
And who was he to deny Commander O'neil when she gave him a direct order.
So now he found himself standing in front of a slightly cracked mirror, wearing a shirt and shorts that were both way too big on his skinny, and probably malnourished body. His hair, that he was used to being slicked back with either grease, sweat or sometimes blood, was now poofed out and looking soft and fluffy, falling just above his shoulders in wavy layers.
And there was also now a hairbrush stuck in it.
He let out a groan from the back of his throat, giving the brush one last good tug, which had him wincing and feeling sympathy for his already sore scalp, he let his arms drop to his side in defeat.
He turned, leaving the lairs' makeshift washroom to return to the living room where the turtles and April sat, Splinter off somewhere in his room,napping. He stood in the doorway, not quite sure how to let himself be known when Raph suddenly turned to face his direction.
He smiled and started to say something when he suddenly noticed the brush firmly tangled in the boys locks and he stopped, his expression shifted from confused, to amused, before stopping on fond.
“Aw buddy.” He chuckled, “Having trouble with your hair?”
His acknowledgement of the teen gained the attention of everyone, save for maybe Donnie who was hunched over his phone doing who knows what, he received the same fondly amused looks from April and Mikey, though Leo let out a loud snort, causing April to elbow him in the side and send him a glare.
Casey felt his cheeks tint slightly pink and he shuffled on his feet, rubbing his hand up and down his arm. “I uh….” he stuttered, before clearing his throat.
“I…can one of you maybe…help me with my hair…please..?”
Raph smiled. “Of course we can buddy.” He said, at the same time Leo's face lit up and he immediately began to make grabby hands towards the human.
“Oh oh!! Let me do your hair!” The mutant said excitedly, eyes alight in a way they hadn't been in awhile since the attack on new york.
Casey blinked a few times in surprise. “I….”
Ralph Rolled his eyes. “Ignore him Cass, Leos always had this weird obsession with hair.”
“Yeah probably because he's bald.” Mikey added on giggling, which earned him a playful push from said turtle.
“Excuse you, it's not an obsession it's an appreciation, plus April never lets me mess with her hair so i neeever get to show off my amazing hair skills!” The red eared slider huffed, crossing his arms across his chest as if this was the biggest offense he’d ever experienced in his life. But quickly his expression morphed back into a bright eyed grin as he reached out towards case again.
“Come onnnn Cass my man, i’ll fix your hair up real nice, trust me!”
“Trusting you sounds like a horrible idea, Nardo.” Donnie said, finally choosing to join in on the conversation. Leo sent his twin a glare.
“Don't listen to him Casey, I'm like, one of the most trustworthy people ever.”
“I won't even waste my breath on giving all the reasons on why you are wrong on that one.”
Casey stood there in the doorway, watching the two turtles bicker back and forth, lips twitching. Growing up back….in his own timeline, he had the distant memory of his Sensei running his fingers through his hair, twisting it into little braids, or helping Casey pull it back into a ponytail to keep it out of his face during training.
Master Leonardo had always enjoyed doing Casey's hair, so he guessed it shouldnt surprised him that this Leo would want to do it as well.
Thinking about his sensei made his eyes burn, so he was quick to blink the wetness out of them. Clearing his throat as he spoke up.
“Um…” He muttered, stopping the two turtles bickering. “I wouldn't mind if you did my hair.”
Leo turned to him and blinked, before he did his signature grin. “Awesome!”
The turtle teen plopped himself down crossed legged on the couch, patting the spot in front of him eagerly. Casey smiled as he made his way over, sitting down in front of the turtle, albeit a bit awkwardly. He allowed himself to press his back against the couch and he only jumped a little when two three fingered hands came into his vision.
“Alright.” Leo said, cracking his knuckles.” First we need to deal with this rat's nest and then we can really doll you up huh?”
Casey gave a slight nod, tensing up when he felt Leo grab onto the brush still firmly stuck in his hair.
“Be gentle Leo.” Came Raphs warning tone from Casey's right where he couldn't see him from his position on the floor. From above him Leo scoffed.
“Relax big brother.” He hummed, though his tone had taken a more gentle tone. “I'll be careful.”
And to his credit he was, or as gentle as he could be when brushing hair that was as tangled as Caseys. After a lot of yanking, cursing, and threats to simply cut it out, the brush had finally been removed from Casey's hair. Leo brandished it like it was a powerful weapon as he attacked Casey's raven locks. It still hurt, but it went a lot better then it would have if Casey had done it alone.
Everytime the teen hissed in pain or let out a flinch, Leo would pause and apologize, before continuing even more carefully then before. After a bit his hair started to untangle, becoming softer and more fluffy the more Leo brushed. Pretty soon Casey was sure there weren't any tangles left in his hair, and that Leo was brushing it just for the sake of brushing it.
Not that Casey was complaining, it felt….nice….really nice. And after going so long without any sort of close physical touch like this, no offense to his family from his timeline, they did their best while raising him in the apocalypse, it's safe to say he pretty much melted.
He barely registered the others talking above him, or the sound of a movie being put on. He simply allowed himself to tilt his head back and relax, at some point he was pretty sure that Leo had switched out the hairbrush for the sake of running his own fingers through the boy's locks.
He could feel himself almost falling asleep when suddenly one of Leo's fingers brushed gently against the shell of his ear. The sudden tingle of electricity was so unsuspected and unfamiliar that Casey found himself jumping and flinching forward away from whatever had caused that feeling. Looking back he found all the turtles and april, even Donnie, looking at him in bemused concern.
Especially Leo, who had frozen with his hands mid air.
Raph spoke up first. “Casey? You alright?”
“I didn't hurt you did I?” Leo asked, and though his voice was calm there was a hint of anxiousness behind it. Quickly Casey shook his head.
“No! No no your fine, I'm fine, I just…” He bit his lip, hoping the others didn't notice the pink begging to form on his cheeks.
“It was….one of those like, feeling like your falling things, you know, like when you're about to fall asleep. Yeah..”
Everyone seemed to relax a little bit, Mikey adding in a “I hate those” as they all turned back to watch the movie still playing on screen, Leo gave him a look.
“Are you sure…?”
Casey gave him a smile. “Yeah Leo its all good.” He turned back around and pressed his head into the turtle's hands. “You…you can keep going.”
The teen looked at him and then smirked, though there was a fondness to it, he said nothing as he continued with his mission of giving Casey head scratches.
After a moment Casey found himself relaxing again, his eyes starting to droop as he felt himself begin to drift off….
Leo's fingers brushed against both of his ears this time.
This time, Casey let out a very loud and more importantly, very embarrassing squeak. Once again silence filled the room and all eyes were on him.
“Okay.” April spoke up after a moment of silence. “Something is going on, what is up with you future boy?”
“N-Nothing!” Casey spluttered, holding up his hands. “It's nothing really I promise-”
“Casey.”
He froze, feeling a chill up his spine, because he did not like the sound of Leo's voice. Carefully he turned around and oh he did not like the look of Leo's face either.
The shit eating grin on the turtle's face said it all, that and the mischievous glint in his eyes.
Casey swallowed, already able to feel his face getting warm “W..What..?”
The slider's grin grew even wider. “Caseyyyyyy!”
“Whahat?” Casey grinned nervously, already frantically looking around for an exit of some sort.
Confused, Raph glanced between the two of them. “I'm sorry, but am I missing something?”
“Yeah.” Mikey spoke up, now fully facing him. “Why is Leo giving you the look?”
Casey swallowed, showing off the gap in his teeth as he grinned nervously. “The uh..the look?”
Mikey nodded. “Yeah the look he gives someone usually before he…” the younger turtle trailed off as a look of realization passed over his face, immediately following it was an almost equally mischievous look making its way on the turtle's freckled face.
“Ohhhh I see.” He giggled, making Casey flush even more.
Even more confused Raph groaned. “Okay can someone please tell me what i'm missing?”
Leo grinned at him. “How bout I just show you instead~?”
Caseys eyes went wide. “Wait-!” he squeaked, trying to scramble forward and out of the turtle's reach. But the ninja was too fast for him, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him back against the couch. Whatever protests or pleas he might have had died on his lips and were instantly replaced by a stream of squeaky giggles as Leo gently hooked his fingers under the teens chin keeping him in place as he traces the outer shell of his ear.
“Casey here's just ticklish, see?” Leo hummed, speaking over the humans giggling. He seemed to have no problem keeping him in place even as he kicked and squirmed frantically trying to grasp at the turtle's wrist.
Raph blinked a few times before it clicked. “Ohhhhhh.” he grinned.
“Yeah that makes sense.”
Somewhere to his far right April cooed softly. “Awwww look at the future boy all giggly, he's so sweet.”
“Humans can have ticklish ears!?” Mikey gasped, eyes alight, he quickly made to reach for April. “Are yours ticklish too April?”
The human was quick to gently smack his hand away. “Nuh-uh, not happening.”
Sitting on the ground Casey was in stitches, frantically jerking his body back as forth to try and dislodge Leos fingers, seeing as that wasn't working in the slightest he settled on scrunching up his shoulders to his ears in a desperate attempt to shield himself from leos attack.
“Awww Cass look what you did, Now my fingers are stuck.” The turtle shrugged, a grin still plastered on his face. “Guess ill just have to keep tickling you here.”
Casey, much to his horror, squealed, which earned him fond looks from both Raph and April, even Donnie sent him a look that could be called fond, at least by his standards.
Mikey giggled alongside him. “Awww Cass! You're so giggly!”
Leo chuckled. “Yeah, how come you aren't like this all the time? Instead of being all sullen and sad lookin, you're worse than Donnie.”
“I'm choosing to ignore that comment.”
Casey squeezed his eyes shut and frantically shook his head, laughing harder when Leo moved to gently tracing along his jawline. Tracing a small scar that seemed to be a lot more sensitive than the rest of the surrounding area.
It had been….a very long time since Casey had laughed like this, since Casey had..felt like this. Felt safe enough to let himself go and relax, to show such vulnerability to a group of people. The last people he’d let see him like this….
Casey chose to pretend the tears welling up in his eyes were just from how hard he was laughing. He simply tilted his head back and grasped onto Leo's wrists, body shaking with laughter as he cracked an eye open to look up at Leo.
The slider was looking down at him with such fondness it nearly took Casey's breath away, he looked at him the same way he looked at Mikey whenever the younger turtle would manage to draw a straight line without his damaged hands shaking and messing him up.
Casey felt his already pink cheeks turning an even darker shade as red as he was quick to look away from the turtle's gaze, ignoring the own warmth he felt in his chest.
Raph, his savior, finally spoke up. Sounding just as fond as Leo had looked.
“Arlight Leo, don't overwhelm him, you know he probably isn't used to this sort of thing.”
Leo scoffed. “Overwhelm him? Pshh the kid loves it, don't you?” The turtle dug his fingers gently into the underside of Casey's chin causing him to snort.
“Leo.” Raph said, using his ‘big brother voice’, Leo sighed.dramtically.
“Alright alright, fine I’ll give the kid a break.” Finally, after a few more pokes, the turtle's fingers slowed to a stop as he released his hold on the teen. Though he kept both his hands resting gently on the boy's shoulder.
Casey gasped softly for air, leaning his head back against Leo's legs as he hiccuped. Rubbing his face with his hands, he groaned.
Amused, Mikey patted him on the head, “Aww, don't be embarrassed Cass, everyones a little ticklish. Plus you have a really cute laugh!”
Casey let out another much more exaggerated groan, Raph chuckled.
“I don't think you're helping him much here Mikey.” The larger turtle said, patting the box turtle on the head, before he turned to look at Casey.
“He's right though, no need to be embarrassed.”
“Yeah.” April snorted. “You might as well get used to it, especially now that you're a part of this family.”
“Unfortunately..” Donnie deadpanned under his breath, earning him a playful prod in the side from April.
“Awww come on D, you know you love it. “
“A hisssss!!”
Casey allowed himself to peek out from his fingers, face still pink, he allowed a slight smile to make its way onto his face.
“I suppose so…” He muttered, Leo sent him a grin, clasping his hands together.
“Right! So that adorable discovery aside-”
“Its not adorable-”
“Hush. Anyways, Now we can work on actually styling your hair for real, all that squirming you did messed up all my work, but since I'm so kind and caring I'm willing to start back from scratch. “
Casey saw the turtle reach from him out of the corner of the eye and he gave a little flinch, Leo froze for a second before he grinned.
“Don't worry Cass, I promise I won't tickle you again….for now..”
Casey narrowed his eyes at the slider, especially for that last part, before he sighed. He let himself relax, leaning against Leo's legs once again.
True to his word, Leo stuck to his promise. He ran his fingers through the teens fluffy hair and began the process of separating it to turn it into a braid. The motions brought a sort of bittersweet nostalgia to Casey's mind as he smiled softly, once again relaxing into the gentle touch.
He listened, half asleep, as the others spoke above him. Leo and Donnie bickering while Mikey hushed them because he was trying to watch the movie, with April threatening to put them all in the get along shirt, whatever that was.
Casey felt himself begin to slip off to sleep for real this time, a small smile on his lips. April's earlier words echoing in his head as he finally drifted off.
“Now that you're a part of this family.”
Yeah, he could get used to this.
#rottmnt tickle#rottmnt tickle fic#tickle fic#pandabuns fic#ticklish! Casey#Ler! Leo#this was sm fun 2 write u have no idea#wow im a bit rusty#i still hope u guys enjoy!!
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Trick or treat rottmnt (RAPH RAPH RAP)
Raph kept his hand firmly over his mouth, which remained stubbornly shut. Above him, resting perched up on his back, Mikey giggled.
“Come on Raphie!” He chirped, skittering his fingers over the back of Raphs neck.
“Let me see that smile!”
Squeaking, the snaggle tooth hunched up his shoulders, frantically shaking his head back and forth, prompting Mikey to scoff.
“Come on Raph, you brought this onto yourself when you told me you thought your smile was ‘Too scary’, which is just not true by the way.”
The bigger turtle switched tactics when the quick scribbling across his neck became light tracing, crossing his arms in front of him he buried his face in them. Mikey shook his head disapprovingly.
“Wrong Move Raphie~” He giggled, leaning himself over he stretched out his arm to reach down and bury his fingers into the hollows of Raphs underarms.
Eyes practically bugging out of his head, Raph let out an embarrassingly high pitched shriek. Turning himself around to lay partially on his side, face uncovered and bright snaggle toothed smile out for the whole world to see.
Mikey practically beamed, using his older brothers new position to gently squeeze up and down the bigger turtles side, worming his finger in between his shell to in the way he knew really drove the snaggle tooth up the wall.
“Awwww! There it is! That adorable smile we all know and love!”
Raph was in stitches, head tilted back as he cackled, his laughter occasionally broken up by quick huffy snorts, with his free hand he made a fist and banged it against the ground
“Uhuhuhuhunle! UHUHUHUHUNCLE!”
Mikey giggled but came to a stop, “Alright alright! I grant thee mercy.”
He stayed perched on Raphs back as the older turtle recovered, with a loud sigh of relief the turtle sat up, scooping the box turtle up into his arms in a half hold half hug.
“Whew, Mikey you are ruthless.”
Mikey made himself comfortable against Raphs chest and giggled, sticking his tongue out, before his face became genuine again.
“I meant what I said Raph, about your smile being really nice. “
Raph huffed in slight embarrassment, though he couldn’t keep the warm fondness from blooming in his chest as he rubbed the back of his neck.
“Heh, thanks little brother.” He smiled. “Now…”
His hug suddenly became a lot more tighter, pinning the younger mutant to his chest.
“Lets talk some about your smile huh?”
#pandabuns post#pandabuns fic#pandabun asks#pandabuns halloween special#rottmnt tickles#ticklish! Raph
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First of all I am absolutely in love with your writing style! I love your fics so much and wanted to request something if your free? What about Switch Casey and Switch Mikey? I picture them to have a good relationship that’s silly and fun. Maybe they could be gaming or be giving the other a massage which leads to tickles? Tysm and have a wonderful day!
Awww tysm im so glad you enjoy my writting! Also Sure Sure!!!! Mikey and Casey are an underated duo imo and I really need to write for them more, I hope you enjoy this very silly fluff<3
There were a lot of things Casey had to learn about now that he would be spending the rest of his days in a non apocalyptic timeline. It was admittedly a rather big adjustment to go from living in a world tinted red where food and was scarce and everyday was a fight for survival, to a world filled with bright colors and clean air with a well protected lair to sleep in (Donnie made sure of that) and plenty of food to eat (Mikey made sure of that one).
It could be overwhelming, and on days when it was really bad Casey would find himself curled up with his back to the wall, eyes squeezed shut, and he was able to pretend for just a little bit Leo, HIS Leo would be the one to knock on his door to ask him if he was alright. As much as Casey appreciated and cared for the younger turtles, who had taken him in as one of them and gave him his own place to stay in this familiar unfamiliar world, he still found himself missing his family from the future. And as bad as that future had been, being with his family had made it worth it.
Thats where Casey found himself today, hidden under the bed Raph and Donnie had “found” and put together for him in a spare train car they had fixed up. He admittedly felt a bit childish, hiding under the bed like this. But it felt…safe in a way he couldn't describe. His back was pressed firmly against a wall and he had a clear view of the entrance of the room, covered by a green curtain to give him privacy. Casey would have preferred a door but he was grateful for some sort of cover from the outside.
He sighed softly, fiddling with the sleeve of his hoodie. The material softer than anything he was used to, a stark contrast to the rough scratchy feeling of the fabric of his battle suit. As nice as hoodie felt on his body, he found himself missing the familiarity of his battle suit and he was half tempted to crawl out from under the bed to try and find it (He knew where it was, folded neatly on top of the small table that acted as his bedside dresser, easy to grab incase he ever needed it in a pinch) when there was a knock on the side of the train car and the entrance curtain shifted as Mikey poked his head in.
“Case my dude! What do you want for dinner…” The box turtle trailed off with a frown, brow raising as he looked around the room. “Casey..?”
“Down here.” Casey called muffled from under the bed, he poked his head out looking sheepish and feeling more than a bit embarrassed. Mikey looked at him and beamed, walking over and plopping himself down.
“There you are!” He cocked his head to the side. “What are you doing under there?”
Casey squirmed until he had pulled himself out from under the bed, sitting crossed legged beside Mikey who was still patiently waiting for an answer. Casey tried to think of one but found he couldn't piece together the words, so he just shrugged.
“I….don't know…” He sighed. “Hiding…? I guess..?’
Mikey frowned; “Hiding? From what?”
Casey grimaced, voice unsure. “...Everything? Kinda? I mean…” he trailed off and when Mikey gave him an encouraging look he took a deep breath and continued.
“A lot of things here are still new to me, you know? And sometimes…sometimes there's too much new stuff and it can get kinda just..”
“Overwhelming?” Mikey offered, Casey nodding.
“Yeah! Overwhelming.”
Mikey nodded sagely for a moment before he spoke.
“Why didn't you come to one of us?”
The teen rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “I uh…didn't want to bother you…?”
He regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth at the look Mikey shot him, the box turtle crossing his arms over his chest. “Casey, you know you can always come to us for anything right?”
The way he said it definitely left no room for debate, not that Casey ever would debate him, he knew just as well as the others how Mikey could be, he nodded quickly, hands held out in front of him.
“I know I know! Im…just still used hiding being my first option, old habits die hard yeah?”
The box turtle's gaze immediately softened and he scooted himself closer to the teen to rest a hand on his knee. Casey was surprised at how much the touch helped ground him and he felt the tension he hadn't realized he’d been holding in his shoulders leave.
“Are you feeling better now?” he asked and Casey took the time to think on his answer before he slowly nodded.
“Yeah I think so…everythings still a bit…floaty, but I’m okay.” He shot the turtle teen a genuine but still shaky smile to show he meant it. Mikey took his hand away from his knee, much to Casey's dismay at the lack of contact, to rub at his chin.
He hummed to himself in thought for a moment before his eyes lit up and he snapped his fingers. “I got it!” the turtle quickly stood, pointing at Casey.
“Wait right here I’ll be right back.!”
Casey could only get out a nod before the turtle had ran out of the room, he didn't even have the time to fully process what the turtle could even be doing before Mikey reappeared, dramatically thrusting out his hand to hold up a handful of washable markers.
“Behold! I have returned with a solution!”
Casey blinked a few times, knees held to his chest. “You…want to draw..?”
“Correction my friend.” Mikey chirped, plopping back down next to the human. “I want to draw on you.”
Casey raised a brow “....Me…?”
“Yeah!” Mikey grinned, bouncing up and down on the spot.
“Whenever Leo gets all Spacey and stuff he lets me draw on him to help ground him and stuff! Plus, these are washable markers so you don't have to worry about them staining your skin or anything!”
The turtle's excitement was contagious and it cause a slight grin to tug on Caseys lips as he chuckled. “Alright sure, I’ll give it a try…as long as you promise not to draw anything dumb on me”
Mikey sent him a truly innocent smile, “I would never, now, gimmie!”
He made a reach for Caseys arm and after a second of hesitation, he rolled up the sleeve of his hoodie to reveal tanned arms littered with scars. Mikey moved to sit up against the bed beside him pressed up close to the human's side, grabbing his now sleeveless arm and tugging it across his lap.
“Right, now you can tell me to stop at any time if you don't like it alright?”
Casey nodded, and after a moment of hesitation, he shifted his body slightly so he could comfortably rest his head on the shorter turtle's shoulder. Mikey paused for a moment, before letting out a pleased sort of noise as he uncapped one of the markers and drew a line on the top side of Casey's hand.
Casey flinched slightly, “Feels weird” he muttered, though he made no move to pull his hand away, and after a second Mikey continued to draw across his hand, rambling about some cooking show Casey had never heard of.
It was…nice…very nice actually, the soft sensation of the marker across the top of his hand and the sound of Mikey's animated voice made Casey feel warm. He eyes grew heavy and he gave up trying to keep up with what Mikey was saying as his eyes started to slip shut, he was nearly about to fall asleep when Mikey suddenly flipped his hand over and started drawing on his palm.
Caseys eyes snapped open and it took every ounce of self control he had to not yank his hand away right then and there, soft tingly sensations spread across his palm and up to the tip of his fingers as Mikey lazily drew lines and circles across his palm, coloring in old scars and going on a tangent about pie crusts.
Casey bit down on his lip, screwing his eyes shut he fought to not let a peep escape him, but it was getting harder by the second and Casey could only hope that Mikey moved on to drawing on a different spot before he just about burst from all the giggles building up in his chest.
Luckily, Casey got his wish, not so luckily the spot Mikey decided to move on to was his wrists, and if the sensation was bad on his palms it got about ten times worse there.
Unable to fight back any longer, giggles began to spill from Casey's lips, hunching up his shoulders as he tugged at his hand desperate to get away from the tickly feeling.
Mikey, mid rant about the importance of a good non soggy pie crust, stopped in his tracks, he turned to the giggling teen and cocked his head to the side, bemusement on his face.
“Uhh I didnt think pie crusts were that funny to you Case...”
The human shook his head, still tugging at his wrists, even thought Mikey had stopped drawing the phantom feelings were still there and it left him giddy with laughter.
“IIhihihihit t-tihihihihickles!”
Mikey blinked a few times, looking down at the marker in his hand and then back up at Casey a few times before his eyes lit up and his face split into a beaming smile.
“Awwwww Casey!” He laughed. “You have ticklish hands? That's adorable!”
Before Casey could protest Mikey quickly began drawing on his palms again, this time not caring to make anything other than quick scribbles and slow circles, whatever made Casey laugh more.
And laugh he did, with a squeal Casey all but flailed about, face flushed and nose wrinkled as he giggled, occasionally squeaking in between bouts of laughter.
“N-Noohoho! Mikey!”
“Yeeees Casey?” Mikey hummed, tracing the lines in the human's palms to make him squeak. “Is there something you need? I know I need you to stop squirming, im trying to draw here you know! Your gonna mess me up!”
If Casey could glare at the turtle he would. “Y-Yoohohohour just drawing s-scrhihihibles!”
Mikey let out an offended gasp, doubling down on his scribbling down Casey's wrist. “Hey! It's called abstract art.”
Casey started giggling even harder, and Mikey giggled right alongside him. Happy to see the normally quiet and melancholy teen practically glowing with laughter.
It was at this moment Casey's mind suddenly remembered the fact he had a hand free, which so far had just been flailing about uselessly at his side. Uncoordinated and lost in laughter, he grasped frantically around on his bed with his free hand before he found what he was looking for.
Holding on tight to the pillow he whipped it around and smacked Mikey straight in the face with it, the turtle let out a surprised ‘Oof!’ and fell back,letting go of Casey's hand who immediately brought it back to hold against his chest while giggling.
Mikey lay sprawled on his back for a moment, silent from shock before he burst into laughter, sitting up on his elbows and grinning playfully at Casey, still laughing.
“Duhuhude! Did you just smack me in the face with a pillow!?”
Casey giggled softly looking just a little bit apologetic. “Sorry! Sorrhehehy! I had to defend myself somehow!”
Mikey's smile turned more mischievous as he sat up, “Oh yeah? Well should have made sure I stayed down, Jones!”
With a war cry the smaller turtle threw himself at the human, who cried out in surprise as he was knocked back to the floor, for a split second Casey's instincts told him he was actually being attacked, but the feeling soon passed and his panic turned to giddy playfulness and he was back to laughing, trying to grab at the turtle and push him off, the two of them fighting for the upper hand as they tussled on the floor.
Casey had his own apocalyptic training behind him, but Mikey was still a trained ninja, and a mutant one with super strength at that. And the turtle's fingers finding themselves buried in between the spots on his ribs certainly didn't help either.
Casey let out a rather embarrassing snort, half grappling with the turtle and half flailing as his laughter got a bit more frantic.
“aHA! M-Mihihihkey! T-TahaAHTS! Y-Your cheaATIHIHIHING!”
Mikey cackled evilly. “Always use your enemies' weakness against them! Didn't your sensei teach you that~?”
“Sh-Shuhuhuhut uuhuhuP!”
“Hm, clearly your sensei didn't teach you manners huh?” Mikey tsked disapprovingly, and if Casey had another pillow within reach he would have smacked him with it again.
Well fine, if he wanted to be like that then two could play at that game.
Reaching up, Casey used his free hands to slip under the turtle's arms, wiggling his fingers in the same way he’d seen the others do before. With a loud shriek Mikey clapped his arms down, trapping Casey's fingers and sealing his own fate as the human teen gained the upper hand.
“Actually” Casey spoke over Mikey's loud cackles. “My Sensei did teach me to use my enemies' weakness against them, good thing we share the same weakness huh?”
Mikey shrieked with bright happy laughter as he squirmed back and forth underneath the now triumphant Casey, frantically kicking out his legs as he pushed at the humans arms.
“W-Wahihihihit! Cahahase I-Im sohohohoHOHOHORY!”
“Never start a fight you can't finish, didn't your sensei teach you that?” Casey teased, Mikey snorted.
“Ihihihim g-gonna tell ehehehveryone a-about youhohor tihihicklish haHAHANDS!”
Casey felt his face flush, he already knew Leo would have a field day with that one, he moved his hands down to poke at the box turtles sides. “You wouldn't dare!”
“Wahahatch me!” Mikey cried, reaching up to grab onto the humans' sides causing him to squeak and falter, once again giving Mikey the upperhand.
The two teens continued to tussle on the floor, neither keeping the upper hand for long as their laughter filled the room, the question of what would be made for dinner long put on the back burner.
There were a lot of things Casey still had left to learn, but maybe learning how to be a kid again was a pretty good start.
#pandabuns post#pandabun asks#pandabuns fic#rottmnt tickles#rottmnt tickle fic#ticklish! casey#ticklish! mikey#Thank u for this idea it was very fun to writeeee#i hope u enjoyed!!!
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WAAH TY PANDA! Hmm… I’ll try to be as specific as I can but still try to give you some creative freedom! If you have the time what about a lil something with my Laviana and Casey perhaps? (Lavi is my rottmnt turtle sona!) Maybe with 20, 15, or 95 for the lil 100 t-word prompt thingy?
Here’s also some Headcanons for her or other things I’ve had her in that could hopefully help give you a feel of her personality! Thank you so much for your time and I hope you have a wonderful day/night!
https://www.tumblr.com/pocky-dragon/739377412252565504/winter-squeals?source=share
https://www.tumblr.com/pocky-dragon/746067876588470272/laviana-headcanons?source=share
AHHH UR SO WELCOME! I really enjoyed writing for her shes such an adorable sweetheart, I really hope I did her character justice and I also hope you enjoy!!!!
Lavi hummed softly to herself as she brushed past the colorful curtains that acted as a makeshift door to her room in the subway car. The fabrics colorful and all hand stitched together, splattered with paint and embroiderer with stars and other constellations. It was a bright pop of color in contrast the otherwise more metallic blue hues of the lair.
The sea turtle had spent the otherwise chilly afternoon curled up nice and warm under her blankets, re watching her favorite movies for the hundredth time and doodling in her little sketchbook. However, an empty bowl of popcorn had sent her crawling out of her warm cocoon and into the slightly more chilly lair.
Bowl in hand she had her sights set on the kitchen, when something, or more so, someone, caught her eye. Casey, dressed in a hoodie much too large on him (One of Leos no doubt) and wrapped up in a colorful patchwork quilt(Which Lavi was fairly certain was hers but it was Casey so she could share), sat with his back to her on the couch. The TV was off so he clearly wasn't watching it, and he was hunched over at a slightly awkward angle.
She frowned a bit in concern, popcorn bowl abandoned on a nearby table as she made her way over to the slightly younger teen.
"Casey?" She called, meaning to reach out and touch a hand to his shoulder, only to jump back with a yelp as Casey let out a startled squeak of his own.
"Lavi!" He breathed in relief, shoulder immediately relaxing when he quickly turned and saw it was just the sea turtle. "You scared me!"
"Sorry!" Lavi couldn't help but let a slight giggle slip into her words "Ninja instincts I guess?"
She let her amusement fade into something more curious; leaning forward a bit to try and peer over his shoulder.
"What were you doing?"
"Hm? Oh!" The human teen angled his body so the turtle could see the book he held clutched in his hands. "I was just reading this book Raph recommended me."
"Ooooh!" Lavi Chirped, interest further piqued, she braced both her hands on the back of the couch, lifting herself a bit upwards so she could lean further forward.
"Whats it about?"
Casey gave a bit of a smile at the turtles antics and turned his body back so he could resume his previous position with the book held in his lap.
"Its about this little witch girl, shes trying to find her magical calling, its like a coming of age sort of thing."
Lavi let out a hum to let Casey know she was still listening, for a moment the two of them stayed in silence. Lavis movie and bowl of popcorn momentarily forgotten for the sake of spending time with Casey.
After a second however, Lavis arms started to get a bit tired from holding herself up over the back of the couch so she shifted forward a bit to get more comfortable, as she did however, the tail ends of her mask moved forward and brushed gently over the shell of Casey's ear.
The teen let out a loud squeak, shoulders immediately hunching up to his ears as Lavi froze. They sat in silence for just a split second before a little grin started to pull at the corners of the turtles mouth, her little tail starting to wag behind her.
"Casey? What was that?" She asked, laughter in her voice as her eyes sparkled. The human let out a low groan as he brought the book up to cover his face.
"Nuthin..."He grumbled, voice muffled by the book.
"Nuh-Uh!" She giggled, swooping forward so that her masks tassels brushed against his ears again drawing out another squeak and the beginning a bright red flush starting to creep up the back of his neck.
"That totally was something!"
"Lahehvi!" Casey huffed, trying to scooch himself forward and away from the turtle. "Cuhut it out!"
Lavis smile couldn't get any wider as she laid her upper body over the back of the couch in order to free up her hands, wiggiling her fingers carefully in between Casey's shoulders in order to reach his ears, drawing out a new kind of laughter from him; one that was more squeaky and high pitched then his usual laugh.
Lavis eyes were practically sparkling, she let out a squeal of pure delight.
"Casey! You have ticklish ears!? That's so cute!"
Casey hiccuped softly, book abandoned on his lap as he reached up with a hand to try and gently batter Lavis fingers away.
"Ehehe! L-Lavi! Stohohohp! Its not funhehehey!"
The turtle giggled, sneaking her fingers under Casey's chin making him outright squeal.
"If its not funny then why are you laughing silly?"
After one last bout of giggles Casey finally managed to gain enough control that he was able to duck and roll himself onto the far side of the couch and away from the mischievous sea turtle. He lay there red faced for a moment, trying to rid out the residual giggles still caught in his throat.
Still hanging over the back of the couch, Lavi looked absolutely delighted; giggling to herself as she flapped her hands in front her her.
"Awwww! Ive never heard you laugh like that before Case! That was adorable!"
Face still flushed red; Casey sat up with a grumble, crossing his arms over his chest.
"M'Not adorable." He huffed, trying to put on a stern face just like his Sensei taught him, but the effect was dampened by his messy hair and still flushed face. It only served to make Lavi giggle.
"Yes you are!" She chirped, giggling again when Casey just chose to scowl at her in response. She met his scowl with a smile of her own, holding up her hands and making her fingers into claws.
"Aww come on Casey, where did they smile go?" She teased, smile widening when she immediately saw the way Casey had to fight to keep a smile off his face.
She let out a sudden gasp, "There! I think I saw one! It was righttttt here!"
She lunged forward suddenly, poking rabidly all over Casey stomach, causing the teen to yelp and fall back into squeaky laughter.
"Lahehevi!"
Said turtle grinned, "Yesssss?"
The human didn't give her any more of a response, falling back onto the couch and attempting to curl up onto his side to try and shield his stomach from the turtles barrage of pokes. This of course only served to backfire as she simply just switch to poking up and down his side.
"Boop! Boop Boop Boop! I think I find your giggle button Casey!"
Casey, much to his own embarrassment and Lavis delight, let out a snort, Lavi snickered.
"Woops! Guess that was your snort button instead!"
"VehehEHEHE! Pleasehehehese!"
The turtle giggled, finally pulling her hands away.
"Okay! Okay, I'm done I promise!"
She stayed with her elbows propped up on the back of the couch, sitting back and watching as the human rolled back over onto his back, covering his face with his arms as he hiccuped with leftover giggles.
Lavi smile softened a bit, it was always nice to see Casey let lose and act like an actual kid. She knew he had, and was still having, a hard time adjusting to everything. And she was glad that she could help even just a little with that, even if she wasn't the same Lavi he has known in the past...or well...future in her case.
After a second, the teen let out a low groan, the skin peaking out from where he was hidden within his arms flushed a dark red. Lavi reached out and gently poked his elbow.
"Are you still alive in there Casey?"
Casey pulled away the arm covering his face to fix her with a mock glare; "I would start running if I were you."
Lavi let out a little amused scoff, "I'm not scared of you."
Casey rose a brow, "Oh yeah?" He grinned, before suddenly he lunged forward and snagged Lavi around the wrist, dragging her over the back of the couch and onto his chest with a yelp of surprise.
With a triumphant laugh Casey immediately wrapped his arms around the turtle in a sort of hug, his fingers hooking onto the sides of her shell and wiggling gently. Immediately the older turtle was thrown into a fit of chirping giggles, her legs kicking out wildly behind her as she flailed.
"N-Nohohohoho! Cashehehehey!"
"You brought this upon yourself!' Casey laughed, thankful for his training which allowed him the strength to keep the squirming turtle trapped in the tickly hug.
She let out a loud squeal when his fingers traveled up to wiggle into the hallows of her underarms, fighting between the urge to scrim away form the tickly sensations and wanting to melt into the nice warm hug.
"Pleasehehehse! MERCHEHEHEHY!"
Casey grinned downright evilly, channeling his inner Leonardo; "Mercy? I don't know the meaning of the word!"
"Oh? Is that so~?"
Ah, speak of the devil and he shall appear-
Both parties froze at the sudden drawl of a new voice, looking up, both having to crane their necks to see, and spotting Leo leaning over them both, arms held behind his back. His beak quirked up in a smirk.
"Leheheo!" Lavi giggled, breathless from laughter and for once looking relieved to see her little shit of a younger brother. "Hehehelp!"
Casey however looked far less relieved, lips quirking up in a nervous grin, any confidence he had previously seemingly having vanished without a trace at the sight of the other blue masked turtle.
"Oh, heh, heeeey Leonardo."
The turtles grin widened even further. "Wooow Case, bullying my sister are you? In her own home? For shame, I really thought you were better then that."
"I-" Casey sputtered. "She...She started it!"
"Ohhh and now your blaming her?" He cracked his knuckles dramatically. "Don't worry Vee, your amazing brother Leo is here to avenge you."
"WaIT-" Casey managed to squeak out, trying to squirm out from under Lavi who, grinning like the cat that got the canary, was now using her weight to keep him trapped there.
"Leo, Leo dont-Lavi, Lavi call him off-Leo LEO-!"
Lavis popcorn bowl would be left forgotten on the table for just a little while longer it seemed.
#pandabuns post#pandabuns fic#rottmnt tickles#ticklish! casey#Ticklish! Lavi#Friends ocs#Pandabuns requests
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I have a welcome home request if you don’t mind!
Lee Barnaby and Ler Frank
Frank gets sick of Barnabys prank calls and decides to put a stop to it
(Sorry if I’m bothering you i just really like your fanfics! 😅)
(No bother at all love!! I love writing these, as usual pls dont tag as ship)
Barnaby B. Beagle was relaxing under a shaded tree on a sunny day, laying down on the soft grass with his eyes closed, pipe in his mouth leaking out a steady thin stream of grey smoke, he felt just about ready to take a nap.
"Ahem"
Barnaby cracked open an eye at the sound of a clearing throat above him, he was met with the familiar frowning grey face of the neighborhood's resident Butterfly expect.
His lips curled up into a lazy grin as his tail started to wag slightly behind him happily at the presence of his friend.
"Frankie!" He hummed pleasantly. "How can I help you on this fine sunny evening?"
The grumpy puppet rolled his eyes. "You know very much so what you can help me with today Barnaby."
The beagle opened both eyes and peered up at him curiously.
"Now I'm not too sure what you mean there bud."
Seeing the bigger puppet was in fact confused, Frank rolled his eyes again and crossed his arms.
"Both Julie and Wally prank called me today."
Barnaby chuckled, reclosing his eyes. "Yeah those two kids are rascals, need me to tell ya where they are?"
"They aren't the ones i'm looking for Barnaby."
"Oh?" Barnaby hummed, ear perking up slightly.
Frank let out a groan. "I know you know the only reason they started doing it is because you did it first."
Ah so that was what this was all about, Barnaby fought to hide his smile.
"Now i'm not quite sure I have any idea of what youre talkin bout there Frankie."
The puppet scoffed. "Oh don't play dumb with me Barnaby I know you've been the one encouraging them to prank call me!"
Okay maybe the blue beagle had done a little bit of...encouraging of his other small friends, it wasn't his fault they had decided Frank's reaction was so funny when they had witnessed Barnaby prank call the grumpy puppet himself, that they just had to do it for themselves.
Unable to stop himself from grinning this time Barnaby just tsked at the puppet.
"Why Frankie I am ashamed of you."
"I-what!?"
Barnaby had to stop himself from snickering out loud at the pure disgruntlement in the puppets tone, maybe he was being a bit mean but he couldn't help it. Frank's flustered reactions were just too cute.
"Sitting here and assuming i'm the one at fault, why i've just been sittin here mindin my own business all day. For shame."
Barnaby shook his head, keeping his eyes closed and arms resting under his head. He didn't even try and keep the smile off of his muzzle at the shocked silence from Frank that followed. For a sec he thought the puppet might have even walked away until.
"Oh okay that is it!"
There was some quick shuffling and before Barnaby could even open his eyes, two hands grabbed onto his sides and began to gently squeeze, sending shocks of ticklish energy shooting all throughout Barnaby's body.
The Beagles eyes snapped open and he let out a embarrassingly high pitched squeal, immediately he attempted to curl up into a little ball, rolling over onto his side as he burst into giggles.
"Wha- hehehehey! Frankhehehehe"
The smaller puppet smirked at the beagles attempts of escape, he simply allowed his squeezing hands to stay glued to the beagles sides.
"Now Barnaby don't act so surprised, you know you walked right in to this one."
Barnaby cackled, kicking out his legs and attempting to dislodge Frank's hands to no avail. "Y-You ahahahahaha!"
Frank raised a brow; "I what? I am perfectly justified for doing this after you sent those two pranksters after me?
"Ihihihihi did nohohoho such thihihihihing!"
"Oh?" Frank hummed. "So you aren't willing to admit that it was you who started this whole 'Lets Prank call poor innocent Frank' shebang?"
Barnaby snorted softly, reaching over and trying to grab Frank's hands in his bigger paws.
"Lihihihihihies and Slander!" He managed to choke out between titters.
"Hm, very well."
The grey puppet leaned down and proceeded to drape himself across Barnaby's side, reaching down and, after making his hands into the shape of claws, gently scratching up and down Barnaby's blue fur covered belly.
"I don't mind keeping this up until your ready to admit to truth Barnaby."
Barnaby let out a long 'awooo' before it faded out into loud body shaking belly laughter, the beagle kicking out his legs while his tail wagged a mile a minute behind him, smacking against Frank's leg.
The puppet chuckled. "Though perhaps this isn't the best method to get you to admit the truth, considering how much you seem to enjoy it."
Barnaby snortled, arms out in front of him as he flapped his hands, as if he were unsure of what to do with them. His left leg was kicking so much he was starting to kick up dirt and grass.
He tried to speak but anything he tried to choke out was lost in his snort filled laughter, which was broken up by the occasional soft awwooing howl, beforing fading back into laughter again.
The normally grumpy puppet couldn't stop himself from smiling as he watched his friend laugh happily, it was a well known fact in the neighborhood that combining tickling with belly rubs always drove poor Barnaby up the wall.
Maybe Frank was being a little mean by using this tactic, but to be fair Barnaby did leave him no choice.
"You really do like the Belly scratches don't you?" Frank chuckled softly in amusement.
"It does make sense of course, you are a dog after all." He hummed thoughtfully, never slowing down his scratching once even as he got a thoughtful look in his eye.
"Though dogs don't usually have this kind of reaction to gargalesis like you do, but that most likely has to do with the fact that you are a sentient one-"
Barnaby didn't know what to do with himself, between the tickling, the belly rubs, and Franks thoughtful observations of Barnabys own ticklishness, he could handle teasing but he could never handle Franks on casual comments, finally after a moment he reached out to slam his fist against the ground.
"U-UNCHEHEHLE!" He guffawed. "UuhuhunclewoooOOO!"
He cries for uncle faded away by a final, quite literal, howl of laughter. Seeing his friend call for mercy, Frank immediately stopped. Undrapping himself from across his friends side he sat back on his knees and crossed his arms over his chest, a smug look on his face.
Barnaby was left sprawled on the ground, body shaking with left over titters as his tail wagged at a more sluggish pace behind him. After a moment he let out a long groan, sending Barnaby a lighthearted glare over his shoulder.
"T-That." He huffed. "Was so uncalled for and unfair."
Frank just raised a brow at him. "You could have stopped me by telling the truth at anytime."
Barnaby didn't answer, he just let out another long groan as he turned over to rest onto his stomach, chin stretched out to rest down on the ground as well. Frank chuckled, leaning forward to prop his elbows upon Barnaby's back.
"Well?"
Barnaby gave him a glare before he huffed. "Fine, Fine alright, I might have done a little bit of pushing to get em to team up on you."
Frank gave the top of his head a few gentle pats, which did not make Barnaby's tail wag any faster; it did not; he was still very totally mad at Frank, letting out a self satisfied hum.
"See? Now was that so hard?"
Barnaby gave him a little tiny growl, though it lacked any real anger or threat behind it. Frank simply kept looking rather pleased with himself, as he turned around and leant againt Barnaby. Pulling a book out of...somewhere, Barnaby rose a brow.
"What are you doing?"
"Waiting for you to rest up so you can help me get back at Julie and Wally."
Barnaby scoffed. "And what makes you think I'll help you? I should get you back the moment I'm back on my feet."
Frank didn't even flinch, simply turning a page in his book.
"Because if you don't I'll just ask Eddie to help, and I'll make sure to let them know that you were the one who sold them out."
Barnaby froze, thinking of the wrath the two tiny puppets could inflict on him, especially if they got Howdy involved. (The two small puppets had Howdy wrapped around their pinkie fingers, the poor caterpillar puppet had quite the soft spot for the small puppets.)
Finally he huffed. "Fine fine, I'll help you. But dont think this means that you are off the hook bud."
The blue beagle suddenly shifted around, causing Frank to let out a surprised noise, but Barnaby simply had shifted on his side so he could curl around Frank like a big puppy, the grey puppet now leaning against his stomach.
Frank froze for a moment before he relaxed with a fond sigh, reaching out with a free hand to scratch behind Barnaby's ears as he continued to read through his book.
Barnaby let out a content hum, tail thumping against the ground in a steady rhythm as he closed his eyes.
Now this was a much better way to relax.
#Pandabuns post#Pandabuns fic#Requests#Welcome home tickle#Ticklish Barnaby!!#These guys are such an underated duo#I adore them#they are just so very sweet#Barnaby really said: I am jus a little guy...jus a leetle creature...i would never do nuthin...#the audacity#ahhh i missed writing these
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Hiya ! If you're still doing the prompt list asks, could you maybe do 12 and 37 with lee!Eddie and ler!Wally? You absolutely don't have to if you don't want to !! Just a suggestion <3
Have a lovely day/night, you amazing person !!!
"Uh.....Whoops?" Is all Eddie could think of to say as he stood there ackwardly with a freshly bruised head and a paint splattered shirt from where he'd, ever the accident prone, had tripped and crashed into Wallys little table that held all his freshly mixed paint colors, spalttering both him and the painter with bright shades of orange and pink paint.
Wally stared at his now paint splattered shirt, mouth slightly agape, before he lifted his head up and narrowed his eyes at the mailman. Eddie was relieved to see there was no real anger in the puppets eyes, it had been a genuine accident after all, but there was something....else in his gaze that made him nervous.
Wally slowly standing up from his chair, never breaking eye contact, certianly didnt help either. Even tho the yellow puppet was smaller then him by quite a bit, it didnt stop Eddie from letting out a squeak and nervously taking a few steps back away from the painter.
"H-Hold on Wally, I-I can explain-!"
Wallys expression morphed into that of his signatue cat-like smile, he chuckled.
"Run."
Eddie didnt need to be told twice, instantly scrambiling to run for the hills and hopefully find one of the other neighbors who would be willing to hide him and save him from Wallys wrath.
He didnt get very far however, tripping over his own two feet in his haste to run away, he ended up tumbling to the soft grassy ground. Landing face first with a groan.
There was a slight gasp nearby him, one Eddie assumed came from Wally.
"Eddie! Are you alright?" Yep that was him.
"Yeah!" Eddie said, voice muffled by the ground. "Im good!"
....Wait a minutie wasnt he just trying to run away from-!
"Oh good! That means I can do this!"
Before the mailman even had time to defend himself and wiggle away, he felt a small weight settle on the middle of his back. Wiggiling fingers desended upon his exposed sides, skittering up and down at a quick pace.
"You know Eddie, I thought I'd have to actually chase u around for a bit. But you make it too easy~"
The mailman instantly burst into loud giggly laughter, legs kicking behind him and he desperatly tried to reach up to grab at Wallys hands.
"Eheheheee! Wally nohohoho!"
"Wally Yes~" The puppet sing songed, switching tactics to gently kneading the soft plush of the mailmans sides.
"You brought this onto yourself Eddie, should have been watching where you were going~"
Eddie snorted, desperatly trying to twist his body around in hopes of grabbing ahold of the smaller puppet.
"Y-Yohohohu were distracting mehehehehe!"
If Wally had eyebrows he would have raised one. "Oh? And now your blaming me? After spilling all my good paint that I slaved hours of the day mixing to get just right?" He tsk'd, shaking his head.
"For shame Eds"
If Eddie could roll his eyes at the moment he would have. "You are sohohohoho dramatihihihic!"
Wally let out a scandalized gasp. "Dramatic? Me? Dramatic?" the painter narrowed his eyes playfully, although the other puppet couldnt see it.
"Oh I'll show you dramatic~"
Eddies eyes widdened at the puppets tone, even more so when he heard him take in a sudden deep gasp of air. "W-Wait! Wahihihihit! Wall-EEHEHEHEH!"
The mailman was cut off by his own shriek of hysterical laughter as Wally suddenly leaned down to blow a raspberry right in the center of Eddies back, he even had the auadcaity to blow another one right afterwards.
After holding himself back in fear of accidentally hurting his smaller friend, Eddie finally gave in and bucked violently, turning himself fully around and onto his back. Finally managing to grab onto Wallys wrists, gasping for breath as he tried to control his lingering giggles.
Wally, who now sat a top Eddies stomach, looked down as his red-faced friend. He was wearing Eddies signature hat, which had gone flying off him sometime during his squirming, it fit oddly on the puppets swirled hair. He giggled.
"How was that for dramatic huh~?"
Eddie groaned, letting go of Wallys wrists in favor of drapping an arm across his face.
"Ugh you are so mehehehan."
Wally chuckled. "Shouldnt have knocked over my paint" he poked the mailman in the belly, causing him to jump and squeak.
"...You arent actually mad about that are you?" Eddie asked after a moment, a hint of anxiety creeping into his voice. Wallys eyes widdened.
"What? Oh no Eddie of course not, it was an accident" He gave the mailman a gentle smile, before it morphed into a smirk as he poked him in the nose.
"Though if you really do wanna make it up to me, which you dont have too but knowing you youre gonna want to, you can help me mix up some more paint. Deal?"
Eddie took his arm off his face to give the painter a smile. "Deal.....after I do this."
"Do what- woooah-! W-Wait Eddihihihihie! Nohohoho!"
#pandabuns posts#pandabuns fic#Welcome Home tickle#Wally tickle!#hehehe i love writing for these two#thank u for the prompt!#My hc is that Eddies worse spot is his back and the others love to bully him about it#Sometimes when hes sad he gets gently back scratches that tickle reallly badly but he still loves them#another hc is that Eddie gets self consious whenever he messes up so the others will tickle him to let him know that they arent upset#with him or anything
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Trick or Treat & Adventure Time 🎃
Fern slapped a hand quickly over his mouth, desperate to muffle his breathy giggles.
Footsteps suddenly sounded close by his hiding spot behind the counter, the creaking of floorboards made the butterflies in his belly flutter. He clenched his eyes shit hopping the footsteps would fade.
After a moment, all went quiet. Fern opened his eyes and carefully uncurled himself, huh, guess they had moved on-
“Gotcha!”
Finn suddenly appeared around the corner, dramatically slamming his upper body against the counter. Fern shrieked, trying to scramble back, but the human just lunged foward and caught him in a tackle.
The two wrestled for the upper hand for a moment but Fern was already too weak from the laughter already bubbling out from his lips, so when Finn finally got him pinned the human wasted no time in digging his fingers into the grass creatures sides.
Fern bucked wildly, voice cracking with laughter. “Nohohohoho F-Finn!”
His brother above him just gave him a grin “This is what you get for eating my last Finn cake!”
Fern hiccuped with laughter, trying and failing to roll over onto his side to try and block away Finns attack, it only succeeded in giving Finn access to scribble his fingers up his back.
“I-eeeEEEE! I thought ihihihihi was allowed tohohohohoho hahahave Finn cahahahkes!”
“Well yeah,” Finn scoffed, an amused grin on his face, “Of course you can have em, just not the last one!”
“Im sohohohhory!”
“Hmmm.” Finn paused in his tickling, acting as if he were in deep consideration.
“Mmmmmmmmyeah, I’ll forgive you.”
Fern grinned up at him in relief still shaking with giggles, he didn’t think he’d get off the hook that easily.”
“-After I tickle you some more.”
“Wait-AH-!
Ferns giggly pleas were cut off when Finn leaned down and blew a raspberry onto the center of Ferns stomach, causing the grass boys voice to rise to an octave he was sure only Jake could hear.
He really shouldn’t have eaten that last Finn cake.
#pandabuns posts#pandabuns fic#pandabun asks#pandabuns halloween special#adventure time tickles#ticklish! Fern
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