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< Watch Your Tongue > (ghost pt.2!)

[Lee! Felix]

[Ler! Ghost]

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The kids were all eating lunch out together, it was around 2pm. Well, not eating out… they were really just in the jyp building cafeteria. It was thanksgiving lunch day!

“Ohhhh yes yes yeesss~” Han hummed as he took his plate over to the 8 chaired table. Felix had already dug into his food.

“Corn, turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, mac n cheese… have I missed anything…” Lee Know contemplated.

“Gravy” Seungmin said flatly.

“Gravy. Fuck” Lee Know said as he slapped his hands on the table and got back in line. The kids laughed loudly at his pouty face in the very back. Meanwhile, Felix was still digging into his ham.

“Woahh chill Lix, it’s not gonna run away from you” Chan teased as Felix wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and smiled.

“Oops” he blushed, “it’s so good.” Hyunjin nodded at him from the other end of the table, also stuffed.

“Lix acting like a ghost is just gonna steal all his food from him” Seungmin teased.

“Well..” Lix said as Lee Know walked behind him and scooped up a spoonful of his mashed potatoes.

“Hey!” Felix complained in mock annoyance.

Lee Know dipped the spoon of mashed potatoes into the gravy he just got and groaned loudly at how good it was.

“He might as well be your ghost with how much he stole from you” Han said between loud laughter. The kids just assumed Felix was blushing from their teasing, when in reality the mention of ‘ghost’ made him get instant goosebumps.

Two nights ago it had happened, where he was attacked (he wasn’t) relentlessly and cruelly (wrapped in a burrito blanket) while in immense pain (he was tickled) and unable to make it stop (he enjoyed it). It was a night to fear!! (no it wasn’t)

“I think there’s another ghost near Chan-hyung” said IN.

“Huh?” Replied Chan way too slowly as IN scooped some of his mac n cheese, giggling.

“Oh my God. Why” Chan huffed (lovingly).

“It looks good!”

“You have some right there” Chan said pointing at IN’s plate.

“Yours looks better” IN whined.

“Imagine an actual ghost stealing our things” Lee Know chuckled.

“I’d cry” Hyunjin said.

“We know” Seungmin teased.

“I’d give it a hug. Maybe punch it out of fear first though.. but you can’t blame me for that!” Binnie said loudly.

“But what if you can’t touch it?” Lee Know proposed.

Felix shuffled in his seat.

“What do you mean?” Binnie asked.

“Like… what if the ghost can touch you but you can’t touch it?”

Felix coughed into his napkin.

“Then I’d cry louder” Hyunjin said.

“I’d throw flour on it!” Han said.

“What would be the point? If you can’t even touch it then why bother seeing it” Lee Know stated.

“True… that’s scary though. It could literally do anything to you”

“You’re all so negative, what if it’s a nice ghost?!” Chan said.

“A nice.. ghost?” IN questioned.

“I mean I don’t know what if it just wants company? Maybe it could help in cheering you up somehow”

Felix wiped his mouth for the 7th time before pretending to just play with his empty plate. He stared down at it and tried his best to ignore the conversation at hand. It was too much for him to acknowledge, especially since the ‘incident’ happened just two days ago.

“You’re defending a ghost… you sound like Felix” Binnie said.

“Hm?” Felix said.

“You would be one to think a ghost being near you is a good thing” Bin said.

“What, a ghost? No, no. Absolutely not.”

“What? Why?” The members looked at one another, “I mean what if it’s nice-“

“No- I mean, I doubt nice ones exist. I don’t know. That wouldn’t make much sense.. ghosts themselves aren’t even real. If they were, they’d probably be asses. Maybe. This is a weird conversation. I can throw your plates away!”

The kids slowly turned their heads to one another as Lix got up from the table and collected all their plates. His rampage on ghosts had gotten him all worked up, and the kids confused.

“Are you afraid of ghosts, Felix?” Chan asked.

“Afraid? No! No. That’s stupid. I just think ghosts aren’t nice. I don’t think they’d be.. if they were even real.”

“Oooo watch your mouth Lix. Never know when a ghost will get you back for that” Hyune teased with wiggly fingers in Felix’s direction. Hmph.

He quickly collected all the empty plates and put them away, scattering off to the practice room as quick as he could. He decided to rest in the little private room near the practice room just to get some alone time. It was only a little past 3pm, he had time to kill.

Laying on the bed in the far right corner of the green painted rest room, Lix took in the conversation at lunch. Ghosts.. kind ghosts.. untouchable ghosts.. he shuddered. He’s not sure why he kept blabbing on about ghosts being unkind.. not that it really mattered. He was just tired. His facedown starfish form on the bed seemed perfect for some sleep.

“Ghosts… are… unkind?” A grave voice said.

Shit.

Felix leapt from his previously comfy spot and ran to the door quicker than the speed of light.

*How did it find me?! How did it know what I said!!? Oh no no no*

Lix’s anticipation grew more and more the increasingly silent the ghost was. Not to mention the door was on the other side of the room. He was halfway there, walking ever so slowly, he just had to cross the middle-

Felix tripped on nothing and was falling face first into the ground until something grabbed his waist and did a wrestling-type move where Lix was grabbed, hoisted up, flipped in a circle, and slammed into the soft bed.

“AAHHH- Ohoh My God.. auughh~” the Aussie groaned when slammed down. It didn’t hurt, but his brain felt like it had reset after the slam.

He laid there, face down into the sheets, until he gained the courage to look up and scan the room. Nothing. Another attempt, but this time he ran. He leapt off the bed and-

SLAM

“Too… slow..~” said the grave voice.

“What do you want!” yelled Lix from the bed as he tried to control his now dismantled hair.

“I’m… unkind~”

“Oh don’t be petty you know I didn’t mean that” Felix really didn’t, he doesn’t know why he said ghosts were unkind. He was too embarrassed to even be scared after being caught.

“Prove.. it…”

“I have to prove you’re not.. unkind? How?”

“I’m.. kind.. how?”

Slight issue for Felix, he can’t actually say the word.

“Well- well you don’t hurt me, that’s one thing. A lot of ghost movies show the opposite, so that makes you kind! Um.. yeah” Lix’s ears turned red.

“So… I.. do.. what.. instead..~?”

“Uhm- be kind..! Very kind and so nice and sweet and..” Felix explained as he motioned his hands around, “and you make me.. smile?” his face was the color of a tomato.

“Smile… how..”

“…by being kind..!!!” Felix shrugged nervously with an awkward smile.

“Not… good.. enough…”

“What? Wait- wait wait!!”

Felix was ever so slowly levitated up from the bed. He began thrashing around, grabbing at pillows, plushies, anything to throw at the ghost. Nothing hit it, just sliced through air and wind. He grabbed at a blanket to wrap himself in, but before he could even do that, he felt nails scribble on the flat expanse of his stomach as his back was forced to arch up.

“WO- No! NohohahaHA” Felix screamed as he was ruthlessly touched. His body was in a C form, as if the ghost had placed his long hand under Lix’s back and the rest of his body just flopped down, making his stomach stick out the most and his protesting hands make no difference.

“PlehEase I’m sohoryyyhyhehe!” Felix yelled as he felt the nails drawing patterns on his torso and sides. It was the worst when they got to his sides, that was when he could really feel it so intensely. It was like a pair of 5 long nails danced and fought for dominance.

His laughter echoed in the room as he floated a few feet above the floor, being mercilessly tickled to shreds. The ghosts’ long fingers covered every area. All he could do was kick out and *attempt* to cover his stomach with his hands.

The ghost seemed to grin as Lix felt a low rumbling laugh and the air in the room changed to a sort of wind that ruffled his clothes. Once he was winded and panting for air, Lix was suddenly dropped as his body slammed into a mattress he had propped up against the wall. It didn’t hurt, but his brain still felt joggled.

“Aaahah~” Felix groaned as he wrapped himself up into a ball on the floor. His smile was still big and bright as he held his knees to his chest. Wind began rustling next to his side as he slowly backed away into the next wall.

“What do you WAhahnt!!” He yelled, “I’m sorry! I already said it, look, you didn’t upSEHEHA” his neck was prodded, “you didn’t upsehet me! You’re greheat, really..” Felix knew he was supposed to be lying so as to be let off the hook, but he felt that he meant every word.

His thoughts must’ve been said out loud somehow since the ghost quit its teasing. The wind, the scribbles.. all stopped. Although, Lix just stayed sat.

“..Hello?” No answer.

“Where..” he paced slowly around the room.

A blush spread across his face it changed, now stern and serious, and searched the corners of his room.

Until a pair of white eyes made themselves visible in the top corner of his wall.

Felix couldn’t do anything except smile and giggle in the single second he had before the eyes darted down to his body. He screamed “Wait-!” right as he was enveloped in something strong and pushed down onto the center of his bed, the ghosts’ form making a dip on the mattress right in front of a breathless Felix.

“Stop- stop throwing me around,” he said tiredly, “it’s not gonna make me apologize again.”

..Except, while Felix did try to say this seriously, it came out more as a “I-ihits nohot gonna m- fuhuck stOHOP- it won’t make me ahapologize agai- DON’T poke mehe!”

The ghost kept pushing him down onto his mattress over and over again with its hands latched onto Lix’s sides. The pushes were hard and intense, the entire bed shook as Felix had his ribs and waist continuously pushed down on, the intensity of the entire situation making it tickle so much better worse.

“Plehehehease!! Ahah!!! AHAh staha I- mehercyy!!” He pleaded as his head bobbled around after being brought back into the air only to be slammed down again with fingers wiggling into his ribcage and into his waist, not one spot being missed.

He was panting and screaming his laughter out by this point, tears beginning to roll down his face as the ghost slammed him down for a final time and seemed to take a seat on one side of the bed. If acted as if it hadn’t just wrecked the hell out of him. Lix, after composing himself the best he could, sat down with his knees to his chest as he tried to stare at the two little orb eyes in front of him.

“Whahat do you want?” Felix asked, squirming back into the wall behind his bed with his hands outstretched.

The ghost grumbled low.

“Stop mahaking that sound!” Felix giggled in anticipation as he wrapped his arms around his waist. He realized it made that sound just a little while before it would strike. He felt like prey waiting for its predator to snap.

“I..” Felix found it hard to believe he was actually trying to talk with a ghost, “I didn’t do anything to be rude on purpose,” he said with his hands still outstretched, “I apologize if I offended you.”

The ghost’s eyes tilted as the grumble sounded again. He had no idea what to do, so naturally, Felix looked at the ghost, looked down at his covers, and tried to quickly lift them and get under. For the most part it worked, except his body from the chest up wasn’t able to make it under before he felt a heavy weight on his lower torso.

Felix breathed steadily. His body was in a typical military-type stance, except laying down. His arms were flat down on his sides, meaning he could move nothing but his legs (barely) and his head (also barely). It didn’t help that instead of a grumble, the ghost chuckled.

Felix clamped his eyes and mouth shut, refusing to speak or show any more emotion than he already has.

That’s what the ghost wants, he thought. So, pettiness seemed to be the way to go.

The ghost clearly took this as a challenge since it slowly dragged long nails with somehow soft feather-like tops on Lix’s neck. He scrunched up, but remained quiet. The nails, all 5 on one side of his neck, tapped and lightly scribbled from the very top of his ear to inside it, then to teasing the area where the head and neck meet with light tickles, soon moving onto scribbles on the lower neck and under the chin.

It was safe to say that as this went on, Felix turned a darker and darker red. He couldn’t help his hands turning to fists at his sides or kicking his legs every so often. He also couldn’t help the subtle “mHmph~!” or “mmhmhmMHM-!” noises that came out his mouth when the nails hit a particularly sensitive spot. His quiet moans and complaints did nothing to help him in his circumstance.

Then it reached his collarbones.

With two nails only, the ghost traced the outside of one of Lix’s collarbones, using another pair of two nails for the other. It didn’t tickle badly as they were only touching him.

Until they began scribbling.

The nails began to scribble in circular motions, each with a mind of their own. They would tease at Felix’s collarbones and then scratch at the dip where his neck meets his shoulders, causing Lix to throw his head back in ticklish agony as he bit his lower lip to stay quiet. He buried his head into a pillow on his side and just made noises in protest with no actual words.

The ghost began to explore even more. Instead of little circular motions in select spots, it began to spread its hands out, covering the entire area of Felix’s chest and even his ears.

“Ss- st- ahah!” He began to lose his composure. He wanted to fake sleep in hopes he would be left alone, which clearly failed as he couldn’t keep his calm when the ghost began to plant kisses along his neck.

“Ahahaheha!! Stohop wahahait whahat!!”

Light and sweet “kisses” seemed to be planted along his neck and ears, although he wasn’t sure if a ghost was even capable of that. Whatever it was, it was unbearably sensitive towards his exposed neck.

“Stohahaha! WaHAHIT!” A mixture of the tickles and the light kissy feeling began.. Felix lost it.

“Nahahaha!! Wahait waHAHAIT!! HAHAA I CAN’T!! PLEHEASE” He threw his head back with a blaring laugh, mouth open in a wide smile with his fangs on full display. His blonde hair was a mess as he shook his head side to side and bucked his shoulders as hard as he could.

“Plehehease let me GOHAHAO!!”

“Okay~”

The weight lifted.

Felix dashed out from under the covers, naive to think he was gonna get far when all it took was two squeezes at his waist and he was down on the floor. A mess all over again.

“Pleasepleaseplease please!! Ple- EHEASE!!” Felix pleaded as he was tickled nonstop on the floor of his own room. He thrashed around like a madman even though he wasn’t held or tied down in any way, but his swatting hands and kicking legs did absolutely nothing to help him. He might as well could’ve been tied down.

It was relentless. He rolled from side to side as the sensations seemed to never stop. The ghost covered all the typical spots like his waist, sides, stomach, neck.. but Lix didn’t expect it to go beyond that. The ghost seemingly experimented as it squeezed at Felix’s knees, earning a scream of laughter.

“Nohoho!! NOHo please plehehea- PLEASE! AHAHA SHIHIT” Lix said as he threw his head back onto the carpet floor. His laugh became high pitched and fun as he rolled around.

It not only squeezed at his knees and thighs but also scribbled under his knees and attacked his entire legs in general. Felix didn’t even know legs could be so sensitive, but he sure as hell knew now.

With tears dripping down his face, Lix was panting hard as he realized this wasn’t stopping anytime soon. He felt his body slowly begin to stop protesting as his eyelids began to close. It was like he was on a cloud and light feathers were teasing at his abdomen and neck. Lix never once felt his smile fade away as he fell asleep into bliss.

8pm, it was getting dark outside as Felix began to open his eyes back up. He was sprawled out on his bed above the covers, his hair a big blonde mess and his clothing wrinkled. His eyes felt watery and drowsy as he opened them to grab his phone. He was relieved to see only a few notifications, none particularly concerned about any… past events.

*Comeback dance practice in a couple of days, come prepared* -Channie (sent with balloon and confetti effects)

*no* -Seung

*can I skip* -Hyune

*Why? You okay Hyunjin?* -Channie (sent with floating question marks)

*Oh yeah I’m just busy.. naps are crucial for a healthy body yknow* -Hyune

*Typical* Felix thought as he put his phone down and dropped his head back onto the mattress. His body was slightly achy, particularly his abdomen after laughing and thrashing around so hard. Upon remembering this, he quickly went to get some blankets. Just precautionary measure.

He got up and adjusted himself under his dark blue sheets, covers, and two extra blankets on top. He had a fan with cool air pointing in his direction, and a whole night ahead of him to rest up. He also seemed to have a tingly sensation on his back.

But before Lix thrashed, he felt small and precise pressures going into his upper back and shoulders, as if little balls were being lodged and massaged into his skin. It was actually one of the best massages he’d ever received.

Felix laid there with his arms folded and head rested upon them while facing one side of his room. The orbs made their way across his entire back until they began tracing his arms and shoulder blades. It was slightly sensitive, but.. it couldn’t hurt.. right?

He groaned in approval as it continued on and fell back asleep not 30 seconds after it had begun. Had he been more awake he would’ve been more concerned at the random ghostly massage, but he was far too tired for that. Either way, he gets what he wants… massages, relaxation, and ti—

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I bet u guys could never guess the last word 🤓

Seriously I have missed u all and tumblr itself I hope everyone’s doing well and happy and amazing 🥰🥰

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an-unraveling-unknown · 5 months

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I've fallen down a rabbit hole of Gaelic deities and personifications and I am having so much fun its unreal

My favorite so far has been Lir (or Ler!), who is the personification of the sea - his name quite literally means 'Sea' in Old Irish and I have to respect a fellow who's straight to the point.

Something I found fun was that his son's name is Manannán mac Lir, which translates to "Son of the sea" and is that such a cool flex. Like 'Hey, I'm very obviously the son of the massive, powerful, terrifying body of water that makes up 97% of the Earth' THATS SO NEAT DUDE BUT IT IS NOTED THAT I SHOULD NEVER ANGER YOU EVER

#irish mythology #welsh mythology #deities #personifications #Edit - I feel validated on my stance because it seems in Gaelic myth Manannán takes over Lir's position of whatever he does as the #personification of the sea and id just like to say I will be wary when nearing the ocean upon any given point in my life from now on #manannán mac lir

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humorisstoredinthetits · 2 months

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Even More Headcannons

Exactly what it sounds like

They are the house that hands out full-sized candy bars on Halloween

Mac always makes them dress up in a theme

They've done the Teletubbies, the Wizard of Oz (Duke was the Wicked Witch, she was not happy about the green makeup), The Golden Girls, the I'm In Love with the Villainess girls and her personal favorite, the South Park kids

She was Kenny, Duke was Kyle, Veronica was Stan and Chandler was Cartman

Sometimes Betty and Martha will join in on the theme

They tried to get one of them to be Noo-Noo the year they did Teletubbies but they both refused

JD swallowed his pride and went as Noo-Noo

JD hides in their bushes and scares the kids

Mac and Duke always eat too much candy and get stomachaches

Duke's snake is named Cornelius (if you get this reference you're awesome)

Chandler's cat is named Heather

She thought it would be funny (Heather Cat-ler, get it?)

Heather the cat sits atop her cat tower and hisses if anyone gets too close

But whenever Mac walks in she jumps down and starts purring

Basically she's just Chandler in cat form

Mac's Rabbit is named something cutesy like Munchkin

Catler hates the rabbit

She's just jelly that Mac isn't giving her attention

Whenever Duke annoys Veronica she'll pick her up and won't put her down

Duke is like 5'3 while Veronica is 5'11

Chandler is 5'5 and Mac is 5'9

Most people think Chandler is the tallest but its bc she always wears heels

Chandler is actually a huge scaredy-cat

She's afraid of rides at amusement parks, snakes, spiders/bugs, dogs, heights, blood, ghosts/the undead/zombies/etc., the youtube videos Veronica watches at 3am, and of course being abandoned and left alone forever but that last one is more bc of trauma than anything

She's really insecure about her fears, she's supposed to be the strong one who stares down her competition

Elaborating on the dog thing, if a dog ever comes close to her she'll scream and climb on whoever is close

JD totally has a dog but its like a golden retriever with a heart of gold named Spot and he uses it to scare Chandler

JD and Duke do chaos gremlin things together sometimes

One time they all got together and played UNO

They took all the +4 cards from the deck and hid them in their pockets and made Chandler sit between them

They would only use the +4 cards on her and she got so fucking mad

(She sat in the middle so even if things got reversed one of them could always +4 her)

Chandler may or may not have set the deck on fire

Veronica started watching One Piece and she was pretty much dead to the world for like 10 days or however long it takes to watch it all the way through

She was completely unresponsive to anything the Heathers did and it scared the hell out of them

Mac loves Pokemon and has like 10,000 plushes

Her favorites are the eeveelutions

Chandler and JD are slushy buddies and will often go to 7/11 and just talk about their trauma and shit

#heather chandler #heather duke #heather mcnamara #heathers #heathers the musical #veronica sawyer #heathers headcannons #poly!heathers+veronica

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tastybluesprite · 8 months

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LMK Tickle headcanons

-Macaque is a sneaky lil mf, he can come out of the shadows and attack you when you least expect it. And you better believe he's not above using his shadow clones or shadow ribbons to inmobilize you by pining you down or holding your limbs or just join the fun by teaming up with original Macaque when wrecking you, Wukong knows this by first hand expierence.

-On top of that, if you try running away, tough luck cause his superhearing makes it hard enough to hide from him as he can hear you by your breathing, heartbeat,blood flow and your limbs moving. Sometimes he likes messing with his victims by taunting them into revealing their ubication or making it seem that he genuinely doesn't know where they are just to ambush them a second later.

-His ears are his weak spot unfortanately, just softly brushing or blowing air on them gets him to yelp. Wukong loves doing that and he pays for that every single time.

-"Did you think you can attack me and get away unscathed? Think again, bud" is something he likes to say when he's getting revenge >:)

-The "Oh, Wukooong~!" is something he used to say when Mac chased SWK wanting to make him pay after the trickster pulled a prank on him.

-Macaque's laugh is actually soft which can shock people since he honestly looks like hed have a villain like laugh

-Wukong loves using his tail as an extra tool and, similar to Mac, he uses his powers to locate his victims like with his golden vision to find them or using his clones to help him and join the fun

-He loves taunting people by teasing them during tickling them like commenting on their laugh, how much they trash around, dropping the T word occasionally (which Mac absolutely cannot take) or making his lees ask for tickles (he loved doing that to mess with Mac)

-Wukong has a dad bod and his chubby tummy is a great spot to attack him as I imagine he's weak to raspberries or nibbles there.

-Wukong is more squirmy whereas Mac just takes it, going limp

.-Wukong laugh is louder than Mac's

-Wukong is not above cheating to get out of tickle attacks nor using his shapeshifting powers like turning into small animals to run away or using his clones as an escape

-Both Mac and Wukong are snitches about eachothers tickle spots. -Also I can totally see SWK and Mac putting their differences teaming up to gang up on someone. Like when MK is being a lil sassy or mischevious for both of their liking.

-Both genuinely like the feeling but are too stubborn to recognize it (Mac more than SWK)

-And as a fun fact,monkeys can also show attention by tickling eachother so I imagine the baby monkeys on Flower Fruit Mountain might have snuck on Wukong occasionally to give him cheer up tickles.

-Red Son and Nezha both will rather die than admit that they're ticklish anywhere on their body. The only people who know are those close to them like Wukong with Nezha and Mei plus MK with Red Son.

-Nezha's laugh is actually softer and more childish like than he'd like to recognize.

-Since MK and SWK came from the same stone they have similar tickle spots like their sides and belly

-Mac, SWK and MK have fangs so they give little nibbles that although dont hurt, tickle like hell.

-Also MK just has lee vibes, whenever he tries being a ler, he gets taken down a peg.

This is so cute 😭❤️

Lee!Macaque and Lee!Wukong is everything to me ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for sharing these headcanons it was wonderful

#sprite🥤#tickle headcanons #not my headcanons #lee!macaque #lee!wukong #ler!macaque #ler!wukong #lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk macaque #lmk sun wukong #six eared macaque #lego monkey kid macaque #lego monkey kid sun wukong

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ask-benevoler · 5 months

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Welcome to Ask-Benevoler !

Hi! I’m @c0mput3rwormhole

I am so excited to have another askblog related to my favorite characters of all time! So I am introducing, Benevo-ler ! (Benevolent-Onceler).

What’s this?

Benevoler is a once-ler from a world where his father took him away from his mothers house hold and grew up in better circumstances. But that’s not saying his stories obvious and out there, there’s more behind his head.

What’s Benevo-lers thing?

Benevoler is a gardener, and is a activist for nature. He’s always had a green thumb, and wants to contribute helping with the global warming crisis. His story is more 2000s-2010s centered and based! Or that’s what I imagined him in. I’d describe him as passionate, determined, and a sweetheart—but he’s not the stereotypical soft boy—I hate that stereotype 💀

Theme songs?

Wouldn’t be an askblog without them!

- Honey, Honey — Abba

- Goodbye, my danish sweetheart — Mitski

- Heart to Heart — Mac DeMarco

- For the first time — Mac DeMarco

Can we ship him with our ocs/onceler ocs?

I’m open for that! Please just contact me first!! That’s all I ask <3 [ Contact via @c0mput3rwormhole or on discord @donnie.aftonn ] however I politely ask you to keep ships respectful to Benev’s sexuality (he’s gay) He is very single get this man a bf /hj

Triggering topics?

So far I don’t believe there will be triggering topics, however I will put content warnings on things that could make people uncomfortable, this could change though! And I’ll update immediately

Tags for Benevoler? + Fanart?

#Benevoler #Benevoleraskblog are his tags!!

And fanart is encouraged! I’d love to see any fanart of my boy <33 tag this account or @c0mput3rwormhole !!

About the Mod

Now about me, my base account is @c0mput3rwormhole , which I recently restarted since I don’t want to confuse people. My names Donnie, I use He/it pronouns and I’m 17 yrs old. I’m trans masc + Gay and also run @rosie-n-oncie which is my other au thingy?? Idk, I wrote a fanfic in 2020 and it’s been my fav thing since.

Feel free to leave any asks! :)

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toast-is-ticklish · 2 years

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Dont Hate You.

Super fluffy not super proofread shadowpeaches fic lmao.

Sorry in advance for typos or weird sentences lol, I sorta wrote this on a whim.

Lee! Sun Wukong Ler!Macaque

Wukong is sort of out of character here just because hes super sleep deprived and irritable.

Hope somebody enjoys this! 💖💖💖

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Being immortal gives you a lot of things to have nightmares about.

This was especially true for Sun Wukong, who had a tendency to make stupid, half-baked plans leading to stupid, terrible, consequences for those he cared about and stupidly failed to protect.

All those mistakes he made were cemented in his mind, every failure branded into his memories with searing heat. They played over, and over, and over, more nights than most.

And so here he was again. Shooting up from his bed with a gasping breath, covered in sweat, lungs feeling empty and aching.

He grounded himself and gave his vision some time to unblur. Breath in, breath out, and then the usual routine.

Glass of water. Cold shower. Attempt to convince yourself to go back to sleep. Fail. Look at the night sky and wait for the sun to rise.

Easy-peasy.

Not like immortals needed to sleep anyways.

The Monkey King slowly clambered off the bed, ready to begin his little mental itinerary. But upon his first step his thoughts were very rudely interrupted by a shrill squuuuueeeeaaaaaak of the floorboard beneath.

Damnit. He didnt have the floor memorized in this stupid air ship yet.

Not a big deal. Unless you're rooming with an extremely nosy six eared monkey.

Stopping himself from groaning in annoyance he looked over at his six eared companions bunk, waiting for a reaction.

A moment ticked by with no stirring or waking up.

Huh. Maybe he was just super lucky tonight.

"Mmh, Wukong? What're you doing?" the black furred monkey mumbled sleepily.

"Nothing, just grabbing a drink."

He didnt want to talk about his nightmare. Some part of Wukong wanted to be called out, just so he could feel like someone was concerned for him. But no. He had to resist that urge. He had to be strong.

Macaque lifted his head up and eyed Wukong suspiciously. "Bullshit," he broke into a yawn and stretched, "You had a nightmare."

"I didnt." The Monkey king didnt even know why he was lying right now. He was too tired to be able to convince anybody, especially not Macaque.

"Why are you denying it? Not to bruise your ego buddy but it's pretty damn obvious," he disappeared into the shadows and flipped up right in front of Wukong to look him in the eyes.

"I dont know what you're talking about. Maybe you need to get your eyes checked Mango," he said, averting eye contact.

He knew using old nicknames would just further provoke the other monkey so he had no idea why he was doing it. His mouth was just sort of. Going.

"Well, Peaches," Macaque snarled, "Let's take a look at you."

"You're drenched in sweat," he listed on his fingers, "your hands are shaking," were they? Wukong didnt even notice.

"Aaaand..." he drawled out, grabbing Wukong by the chin and turning his head, "Those eye bags are looking pretty atrocious."

Monkey king growled through his teeth. He shoved Macaque away, anger flaring up and face prickling. "Why the hell are you even talking to me right now?! To mock me? To piss me off?" he burst out, letting his anger get the best of him. Why was he getting so worked up about this?

Surprisingly, Macaque looked guilty. He smacked a hand on his forehead and dragged it down his face. "I- I just... ugh. This isn't what I wanted," he said with a sigh, "I want to help you Wukong." A moment passed. "I'm..." he ground out, "I'm sorry. You just pissed me off with that old nickname. I lost my cool."

What? Wukong was sure he was still asleep at this point. Mac, wanting to help? And apologizing? Not possible.

He was going to promptly ignore whatever development that was.

"Why and how would you ever help me? With anything. Ever," he crossed his arms, tail flicking anxiously.

Dodging any and all of the implications from that statement, Macaque smirked, "Well I have an idea. But you'll have to extend some trust to me your majesty," he saw the doubt in Wukongs face and continued, "Its something we did as kids."

Well. Wukong couldn't think of anything they did as kids that was harmful. And he was so, so, tired.

"Fine," he decided. Was this a terrible mistake leading to his demise? Probably.

"I knew you'd come to your senses sometime, Wukong," underneath macaques laid-back persona he was really excited, "Just lay back down and let me work my magic."

So here Monkey King sat, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, in a bunk on an airship, weaker than he ever had been, and with his childhood friend turned mortal enemy clambering on top of him to supposedly help him with nightmares. He hadn't felt this ridiculous in a while.

"Just tell me if you want me to stop," Macaque looked down at Wukong, "I will. I promise."

Wukongs distrustful eyes continued to follow Macs every movement, watching as his hands lowered towards the Monkey Kings ears.

"What're you do-" as Macaque started fluttering his fingers around the shell of Wukongs ear, suddenly everything relaxed. "Oh," he breathed out.

The tight coil of his irritation, anxiety, and stubbornness was being loosened and replaced with butterflies in his stomach and the urge to titter.

Despicable.

Macaque let out a snicker "Damn Wukong, I guess we called it your 'melt spot' for a reason. I forgot how much you like this," he smirked, testing the waters for teasing most likely. Suprised by the lack of verbal response on Wukongs end he continued, "You dont have anything to say about that?"

No Wukong did not. I mean think of what it looked like! Here he was desperately fighting a dorky smile off his face, squirming, and holding onto Macs wrists uselessly. And by the feeling of his face he was probably blushing too. Gods. He hadn't blushed in literally two hundred years.

So no. He had no comment. He just clamped his mouth shut and turned his head to the side so he didnt have to look at Macaques stupid smirking face.

"Wow. Never thought I'd see you speechless," he started with a grin and let it drop, "But you cant just leave me out to dry now Wukong! Laugh! Smile! Something!"

He was met only with silence and a then a shake of the head. Mac was too impatient for this. In his attempt to help he had apparently made Wukong take some kind of vow of silence or some shit. A playful one, but still annoying.

He knew Wukong liked having his ears touched, but Mac was getting bored. So he let his hands inch down to the other monkeys ribs and just lightly scratch scratch at the skin there. Giving a little pinch to his bottom rib for good measure, and being rewarded with actual laughter!

"Glad to see you're not a corpse."

"Eep! Mahac nohoho..." Wukong giggled out protest half heartedly and somewhat sleepily. Seems like now that he was a little more relaxed the lack of sleep was catching up with him. Macaque couldn't help but let out a snort at that. "Yeah you sound real torn up about it, bud. And was that an 'Eep'? Seriously?" he chuckled out.

"Shuhut ihit! Ihihit wahahsnt!" Wukong denied through his bubbling laughter, and being flustered made things tickle more, and thinking about that made him more flustered so he was sort of stuck here. And Macaque was barely even teasing him at all.

But this was kind of...nice? He hadn't felt this relaxed and, well, safe in a long time. And it was just so easy to sink into that feeling. Let someone else take care of things for once. Even if he didnt really deserve it.

"So you're telling me I can make Monkey King, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, squeak like a little mouse if I just do this?" he teased, giving Wukongs ribs another pinch.

And he was rewarded with another little squeak.

"Eep! Ohohoh mhyhy gohohod! Ihihim nhohot a mouhououse! Ihi- Ihih- Ihih!" Wukong decided to give up on talking and just fling his hands onto his face.

"Wow, you are really get worked up about this huh? Well, the goal was to make you relax, not die so I'll lay off a little bit. Chill."

Even though it's really cute.

Aaand why was Wukong looking at him like that. Oh. Oh you gotta be kidding. He accidentally said that out loud?

He looked at Monkey King, who had lowered his hands and was just. Staring.

Yeah he accidentally said that out loud. Shit shit shit. "Eheh. Sorry, I promise I'll lay off now," the black furred monkey said, ignoring the warmth growing on his own face.

In an attempt to distract from his little blunder, he brought his hands down to Wukongs stomach and lightly scribbled there.

And once again Monkey King was lost in giggles and titters and now he was actually feeling really sleepy.

"Feeling tired?" Macaque asked, seeing his companions blinks becoming slower and his giggles quieting down a little.

"Mmheheheh...nohoho," immediately followed by a yawn.

Macaque hadn't seen this side of Sun Wukong in a long time. He was childish, but never this way. He honestly looked more like some kind of puppy or cat than a monkey at this point. He knew it was just because of how incredibly sleep deprived Wukong was right now though. It was honestly kind of bittersweet, reminding him of all that he lost after he was left behind. Even though he was trying to fix things, he knew it would never be the same.

Suddenly he was pulled out of his thoughts by a steady thump thump thump on the bedsheets.

Wukongs tail was wagging.

He felt an involuntary grin spreading across his face at the sight.

Wukong was asleep, tail wagging, taking deep, slow breaths, with a smile on his face.

Macaque took in the result of his hard work and was about to dip into one of the shadows to get off of the sleeping monkey without waking him up when he felt a tug on his arm.

"Mmmno. Stay," he mumbled sleepily.

"Uuhm. I don't know if that's such a good idea Wukong...Woah!" Macaque yelped as he was tugged down to a laying position on the bed, monkey king wrapped around him like some kind of monkey-koala hybrid. "You're stayin," the other monkeys voice was distorted both from sleepiness and the fact that his face was mushed up against Macaques shoulder.

Oh well. They would figure everything out in the morning. For now, macaque would let himself enjoy the warm feeling nestling in his chest and climbing up his cheeks, while it lasted.

" ...don't hate you Mango," he heard murmered as he fell asleep.

"I dont hate you either, Peaches," he whispered back.

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elliotthedork · 1 year

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Hello!!! I stumbled across your pinned and saw you’d be open to doing requests? You totally don’t have to do this, but maybe something for Lego Monkie Kid with shadowpeach and Mk?

Like I imagine it that Mk is tickling Wukong, but Wukong tells him Macaque is ticklish also just to make him stop, and then Mk wrecks Macaque lmao.

If not totally don’t worry about it! Have a great day/night! I love your work so much!

THIS IS SO CUTE FHODKHODGGDIGDK

Thank you so much for the request!

I sprinkled in some Wukong ganging up with Mk in here 💅❤✨💁

Lee(s): Wukong, Macaque, Mk mentioned

Ler(s): Mk, Wukong

Mk's dialogue will be in red

Wukong's dialogue will be in orange

Macaque's dialogue will be in purple

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The 3 monkey boys were chilling inside of Wukong's little hut on flower fruit moutain. Playing video games, watching movies and bonding with one another. They all desided it was a good idea to take a break from training and just have a fun night to themselves

However whatever was happening in front of Macaque, was something he wasn't sure weither or not counts as 'bonding'

The events that occured before was Mk concentrating on the video game in front of him, fighting the final boss. When Wukong would taze Mk's ribs to make him lose

Basically Wukong being the annoying little shit he was

Well Mk got fed up with Wu's antics and manged to get the upper hand on his mentor and pinned him on his stomach and tickled his ribs

Macaque watched the two dorks in awe. Wukong's blissful laugher filled the room with pleas of mercy leaving his mouth. Macaque watched his old friend be tickled to peices, just like what they did when they were children

Wukong noticed the smile on Macaque's face and thought that mac was laughing at him. Wu needed to think quick of how to get out of this situation

"HEHEHEHY KIHIHIID MAC'S TIHIHIHCKLISH!" Wukong cried out in an attempt to get his successor off of him

Mk stopped in his tracks and looked over at Macaque with a shocked expression on his face. Macaque's eyes slowly began to grow more and more wide with slight fear. He hadn't been tickled in years, and he couldn't exectly remember how ticklish he even was

Mk's smile grew into a smirk and made his way off of Wukong, allowing the light-furred monkey to get up

"wait, Wait, WAIT!!!" Macaque screeched as he jumped higher on the couch, one of Wu's little monkey friends flew off of Mac's head as he quickly stood up

Wukong and Mk chased Macaque for a good 3 minutes, jumping through each of Mac's portals in an attempt to follow and catch him.

Fortunately, Wu saw a chance and took it and used his tail to trip Macaque's foot. Causing him to fall over

Wukong quickly pinned Macaque's arms above him which allowed Mk to scribble all over his ribs

While it wasn't often Mk was a ler, when he did, he was absolutly merciless and didn't let his lee go easily

Macaques cheeks began to puff up. There was no way he was going to let those two fools win. He was determined not to laugh

"C'mon monkey king help me out here!" Mk shouted over to Wukong, realizing that the rib tickles alone weren't doing anything

Wukond scaned the situation around him. Trying to figure out a way to tickle Macaque without having to let go of his pinned arms

Then he remembered Mac's most ticklish spot

Macaque prayed and hoped that the two would get bored the longer Mac held in his laughter. Just as he thought he waa about to be home free, Wukong had other plans

Wukong kept one of his hands held onto Macaque's pinned wrist, then brought his hand up to Mac's ear and fluttered a finger behind one of his six ears

Which was Macaque's most ticklish spot

All of the laughter Macaque was holing in came out as Wu continued to wigglie Macaque's ears. Mk now moved down to Mac's sides

"I forgot how ticklish your ears were" Wukong teased "How adorable!"

Macaque's cheeks began to glow bright red at the word 'adorable'

"Shuhuht uhuhp you bastard!" Macaque said, trying to sound intimidating. However that was kinda difficult to do while being tickled to a giggly mess

Wukong noticed Mac begin to lightly kick when Mk moved down to tickle Macaque's sides

"Alright bud you might wanna get off of him before he kicks you in the face" Wukong suggested to his successor

Mk streched as he climbed off of Macaque. "That was fun! We should do that again sometime!" Mk cheered as he stood proudly above Macaque

"YOU'RE GONNA GET IT YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!" Macaque shouted as he jumped to his feet and began to chase Mk around. Mk began to shriek as he ran for his life

Wukong stood there and looked at his two buds and smiled. He was happy to have Macaque back in his life

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Sorry this took a little while to write. I was focusing on school stuff and my grades are finally decent now but i hope you enjoyed the fic! I had a lot of fun writing it!

Reminder that my requests for both tickle and non-tickle fics are open! Feel free to send some in (please read my request rules first!)

#lego monkie kid tickles #sfw tickle community #sfw tickles #tickle sfw #sfw tickling #sfw tk community #sfw tk blog #sfw tickling community #sfw interaction only #elliot's fics

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gaybananabread · 2 years

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for tickletober, could you do 25 with lee!macaque and ler!wukong? no pressure tho!!

Absolutely! Sorry this came out later than normal, school got in the way.

Lee: Macaque

Ler: Wukong

Summary: Macaque's craving attention, and Wukong makes sure he gets his fill.

Warnings: slight swearing. This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

"MACAQUE!"

The soaking wet Monkie King stormed down the hallway, searching for the mischievous culprit. Mac had been pulling pranks all week, including an automatic water balloon launcher outside Wukong's bedroom. He was pissed, to say the least.

He used his powers to dry his fur, leaving it poofed up. "Dang it." He tried to smooth it out, but his efforts just made it worse. "Macaque is so getting it.

Mac's other jokes had consisted of flipping his bedroom upside-down, leaving clingy shadow clones in his closet, and switching all his clothes out with pink bunnie onesies. This was the last straw, and the king was out for revenge.

The simian in question was hiding out in his room, creeping in a nearby shadow. He was silently laughing to himself, fist-bumping the shadow clone that set off the launcher. He was confident he wouldn't be caught, and with a few compliments, he would be out of any and all trouble.

He was wrong.

*BAM* "Gotcha!"

He yelped, startled by the slammed door, and fell into the light, looking up at an angry Wukong. "O-oh, hey Peaches. Your fur looks great, you do something new with it?" "That is IT!" He was scooped up by the monkey and tossed over his shoulder. "Hey! Put me down!"

Mac was ignored, and promptly tossed on his bed. Wukong followed, straddling him. "You are such a jerk! You've played all these annoying pranks, and for what? To mess with me?" He laughed nervously. "Oh come on, you know they were fun! And you're not hurt, so no harm done! Now just let me up, and we can watch a movie or som-" "That's it! You want attention!"

He froze, tensing under Wukong's grip. Shit. Just the realization he wasn't looking for. "Whahat? No, I was just- you know- havin' fun!" He scoffed. "Yeah, no. You only piss me off when you want attention. And considering everything you did, you must be pretty needy. Maybe, ya know, asking would help."

Nah, too much work. "But, doesn't matter. I've got the perfect idea. You get attention, and I get some revenge." He put his hands on Mac's sides, tapping his fingers. He squirmed around fighting a smile. A blush crept onto his face, dusting his cheeks a lively pink.

"Awe, you're blushing! That is so cute! Now try and smile!" As soon as he said those words, the corners of Macaque's mouth twitched upward, receiving a coo from the king. It shouldn't be that easy, but it was. He had him pegged; he wanted attention all week. He didn't want to ask. And he wasn't opposed to this method either. He just wished that the teasing was gone.

"Cohome on!" He arched a brow, smirking. "Come on what? Come on and tickle me? Come on and turn me into a puddle of cute laughter? Come on and make me admit you're right? Gotta be specific, bud." Said simian groaned, giggles lacing his defeat. He knew that he had to ask, but he REALLY didn't want to. The teases were already getting to him, and asking would make everything worse. Damn it.

"Cahan- can youpleasetickleme?" His face was ruby red, spreading from the tips of his ears down to his neck. "Sorry, what was that? Gotta speak up, Plum." That got him kicked, but it was worth it to see the look on Mac's face. "Can you plehease ti-tickle me?" As the words left his mouth, wiggly fingers descended on his ribs, scratching at every bone.

Mac burst into happy, unrestrained laughter. He had been craving this feeling all week, and it was like like giving alcohol to an alcoholic. It tickled really bad, but it felt so good.

"WUHUKOHOHONG!" He tweaked a bad spot, causing the monkey below him to shriek. "Yeeeees?" Before he could answer, one hand dove into his armpit, and laughter was all he could manage. "Huh, guess it was nothing."

When the tickle assault paused, Mac drank in some much needed air, giggling away the phantom tickles spreading on his torso. "Ready for round 2?" He looked up at Wukong, breathing in a few more times before nodding.

"Let's try up here." He hovered his fingers over Mac's neck, causing him to scrunch up his shoulders. "Thahat's not fair. It's a bahad spot!" He sighed. "Well, I guess I could go somewhere else, like your thighs. Get that spot riiight in the back that makes you scream. It woul-" "Fine! Juhuhust- just get ihit over with!"

Fingers glided across his neck, and he melted into the touch as his tailed thumped against the bed. His hiccupy giggling filled the room. "Music to my ears!" When he moved up to Mac's ears, the giggles started jumping around in pitch.

"WuhukoHOHOng! *snort* IHIHIT- it's so BAHAHAHAD!" The king gasped, a smile appearing on his face. "Did you just snort? That is so cute! Do it again!" He scratched along the shell of his ear, awarded with another snort and some squeaky giggles.

Macaque was lost in a world of giggles and snorts. The feeling was amazing, and he loved spending time with the other monkey, though he'd never admit it. This was the happiest he'd been in weeks.

Wukong admired his work. Mac was a breathless, blushy mess. The blush on his face was a fiery red, enveloping his and ears. While this was one of his favorite sights ever, he knew that the ravenette was spent. He stopped the tickling, instead using his hands to rub at Mac's ears, soothing the phantom tickles.

As soon as we was released, Mac curled in on himself, giggling away the remaining tingles. Behind him, his tail subconsciously intertwined with Wukong's. Said monkey lied down next to him, snuggling up. They cuddled on the bed, both happy with how the day had gone.

#lmk #lee!macaque #ler!wukong #lmk tickle #lego monkie kid #lmk macaque #lmk wukong #lego monkie kid tickle #lmk fic #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle #augtickletober2022 #ticklish!macaque

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good--merits-accumulated · 7 months

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more anderperry fic brainrot under the cut:

context for this scene is honestly just: Sentient Swords. these swords are Old. these swords are Autonomous. these swords Do Not Recognise A Master.

now - this is an aside but i promise i AM working on this fic, just very slowly, and it's developing new themes all the time under my nose which is always fun. one of which being wartime and the lack thereof - neil is the first generation of fair folk to be born after wartime, and so this shows in the differences between how he and his father act, especially in response to the inexorable forces of nature: kill vs. preserve. (there's also for neil a fun bit of internalised guilt over not facing the same hardships as his ancestors that rears its ugly head (tl;dr, being from a country under military coup never leaves your mind), but that's neither here nor there and i haven't yet fleshed it out anyway.) and the swords represent that generational gap of violence vs. peace even though they're as close as family! (also, this excerpt ONE HUNDRED PERCENT comes back to bite everyone in the arse during final confrontation.)

note on the names of the swords, which are by no means set in stone*; Díoltach is apparently "the retaliator" belonging to Mannan mac Ler, although i've found a grand total of one (1) source that says this so like. take it with several thousand pinches of salt. "the retaliator" is fun because, y'know. retaliating with peace. cool shit. also Díoltach i think has some connection to Fragarach, the sword of Nuada, which has its own relevance to the story because [GUNSHOTS] (that's a spoiler)!

Claíomh Ocrais is just "the sword of hunger", mostly because i ran out of imagination and partly because i used to be obsessed with the idea of a Claíomh Solais when i was nine. although - considering changing Ocrais to Confadh, although that apparently means rabies more than anything else. but i'm looking for a word that really conveys ravenous hunger, specifically. like a mad dog. i don't know, i do not speak or know irish gaelic!

*insert mandatory Excalibur pun here.

(also, @ndotknees - this is the fic i spent like half an hour talking your ear off about a few weeks ago 😭)

#i have SO MUCH to talk about with this fic #and SO LITTLE written. anyway.#honestly probably if i ever get it out each chapter will come with its own set of footnotes #dead poets society fic #dead poets fandom #dead poets society #dead poets society fanfiction #dps fic #htoo writes #god. i have maths to do

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tickletails · 10 months

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Heyyy mind anon here and *sigh* i have been thinking about Lee!Macaque and Ler!Monkey king for so long- like- i bet anytime in the past when Mac laughed Wukongs heart just exploded

HIII I get u so bad mind anon I love their relationship. I really need to draw them again soon 🥲🥲

#ask #mind anon

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ficsandgiggles · 2 years

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Babysitting

“I’d love some ler Amy Santiago! Don’t think I’ve seen anyone write for her yet. I’m not very good at prompts so do with it what you will!”

Ahh I love writing for B99, this was super adorable and I hope it’s okay!

“C’mon Mac… it’s okay sweetheart…” you murmured as you held and bounced the sobbing toddler in your arms.

You had been doing such a great job in babysitting Jake and Amy’s son all night, but the second you mentioned to him that they’d be back soon, he started screaming the place down, and he has been inconsolable since.

You sat down on the couch and held Mac in your arms, rubbing his back and gently rocking him in hopes he could be soothed to sleep, it was way past his bedtime and despite following his nap schedule, he seemed more awake than ever.

All you wanted to do was give your two best friends a break, they have been working so hard at the precinct, as well as making sure they were amazing parents to their son, they deserved a night out together, so you offered to babysit.

As much as Amy trusted you, she just didn’t feel ready to leave her sons side for just a few hours, but after some encouragement from Jake, she caved in and let you look after him. You and Mac loved each other, he often called you by an adorable nickname which melted your heart every time he said it, but right now, he didn’t want anything to do with you.

Just as you were about to try and offer him a snack, the door opened, the two of you immediately looked over at the door and you soon saw a blur of a toddler run over to Jake and Amy. Jake immediately picked him up, a little confused as to why he was still awake.

“Hey lil man, you’re up late…” Jake told him softly, bouncing him and rubbing his back, just like you did earlier. He looked over at his wife, who brushed her fingers through his sons soft curls and kissed his head.

Amy then looked over at you, seeing that you were about to break down in tears and rush out the door. She told Jake to try and put Mac to bed and stopped you from going anywhere.

“Hey, what happened? You two seemed fine when I FaceTimed you earlier.” Amy asked you gently, showing you that she wasn’t mad by sitting you back down on the couch and pulling you into a side hug.

“I-I was putting him down to go to sleep and I told him that when he woke up you’d be back… he’s been crying ever since and I’m sorry he’s not asleep…” you explained with a sniffle, your face falling into your hands as you let out a helpless whimper. Your thoughts were all over the place, but you were quick to conclude that Jake and Amy were never going to trust you again, or they weren’t going to let you see Mac again, or even want to be friends with you. All these thoughts caused you to tense up and sniffle helplessly, you felt Amy give you a squeeze and rub your arm soothingly.

“Hey, it’s okay, this is the first time Mac has spent time with anyone for this amount of time outside of his family, he was bound to be nervous and he’s going to get separation anxiety sadly, just like Jake and I did.” Amy reassured you, but you just shrugged in response, not believing her words as your eyes gazed around the room, there were various toys and books you were meant to tidy up after Mac had went to sleep, but obviously, he had yet to fall asleep.

“I-I was meant to tidy up too… I’m really sorry, I understand if you’d never trust me again…” you sniffled, trying to hold back your tears as Amy was quick to pull you into a tight hug.

“Hey, you’re okay, the house is always a mess anyway, it would be a miracle to see the floor on any given day.” She chuckled, looking at the books and toys too, her eyes then gazed upon one particular book, and idea forming in her head. She reached forward and picked it up.

“He loves this book, I bet he made you read it a thousand times.” Amy giggled as she flicked through the pages. You snapped back into reality and looked down at the book she was holding, ‘The Tickle Monster’. She was right, Mac would make you do the voices and use the glove that came with it, you had read it to him at least 5 times in the last six hours, but you didn’t mind, it was fun to bond with him like that, and it made you miss being on the side where you were the one being tickled.

You often thought about the time you and Amy spent together, around ten years ago now, she often babysat you when you were little, much like you and Mac now, only difference being that you were around six when she babysat you. Amy was never afraid to bring out the tickle monster whenever you were pouty or upset from a rough day at school.

You were caught up in your thoughts so much that you almost didn’t notice Amy shaking you to snap you out of it, you looked over at her to try and give her your full attention.

“Hey, this book reminds me of something… do you remember what I did whenever you were grumpy whilst I was babysitting you?” Amy asked with a small smile as he fingers crept down towards your sides.

“I don’t think it would hurt to bring the tickle monster back now…” she whispered before gently wriggling her fingers up and down your sides.

You immediately flinched away and covered your mouth, trying hard not to giggle as you attempted to shuffle out of Amy’s hold, although Amy has reassured you that she doesn’t hate you after what happened, you still felt like you didn’t deserve to giggle and have fun.

“Y/N! Don’t you remember my binder which had all your information in? Your tickle spots were also included in there!” Amy teased, obviously, this wasn’t true, it would be a little weird. But she did have a binder with all of your information, like your favourite foods and activities to do. But that comment was fun to throw in there in hopes to cheer you up.

You believed her, but hoped that she somehow forgot about your number one tickle spot, but when you felt her fingers crawling up to your armpits, you knew you were done for.

“Wow, 28 year old me would never believe me if I said you were just as ticklish now!” Amy teased before scribbling under your arms, making sure you were trapped in her hug at all times.

You instantly slammed your arms down to your sides and cackled with hysterical giggles, you wriggled around from side to side. “Ahahahahamy!” You whined, hating how sensitive you were as you attempted to get rid of the sensation.

“Aw Y/N, you’ll always be so ticklish.” Amy giggled, giving you a small break by squeezing into the spot just above your knees, watching you as you kicked out and let out a stream of adorable giggles.

You kicked out and covered your face with your hands, deciding there was no point in defending yourself as you knew that Amy has managed to pin way more violent people down, so you’d be no match for her.

Amy smiled fondly at you as she moved to flutter into your belly, blowing a raspberry onto your neck to get you to squeal, but then tut when you did so.

“Hey, you’re gonna wake up the kiddo again!” She giggled, blowing another raspberry as punishment whilst scribbling back under your arms, smiling over at Jake briefly as you broke into giggly laughter.

Jake came over and sat on the other side of you, poking your knees and thighs. “What’s going on here then, huh?” He asked casually, watching as your laughter went silent, which signalled for Amy to let you go, instead just pulling you into another hug.

“Oh, just reminded Y/N that they’ll always be victim to the tickle monster.” Amy commented casually with a smile. “And that they’re a great babysitter who is a great role model to our son.” She added, making you bite your lip and look at Jake, he didn’t seem to happy when Mac was still awake earlier, so you hesitantly waited for this response.

“Oh yeah, once Mac calmed down he said he had a great time with you!” Jake smiled reassuringly, making you sigh in relief.

“So you’d have me over again?” You asked quietly, just to reassure yourself. The two detectives quickly nodded, with Amy kissing your head.

“Without a doubt, Y/N.”

#brooklyn 99 tickle fic #brooklyn 99 tickle #b99 tickle #b99 tickle fic #ticklish!reader #ler!amysantiago #ler!amy

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Tickle crabs!

This story is based off of an episode of bluey this was in my docs and I forgot about it so hopefully its good!! (I think this is one of my only ler!tommy fics)

It was a normal day in the sbi household. Until a young Wilbur and Tommy ran to Phil with a mischievous grin. "DAD," Wilbur yelled. "What do you two gremlins want?" Phil replied with an exacerbated sigh. 'These kids are too fucking hyper. How do they have the energy, did I give them candy or something? ' Phil thought.

"Can we play tickle crabs!" Tommy excitedlyask, with very good puppy eyes. The older blonde's eye widened. Nop, nuh uh tickle crabs was not on his list of things to play today. The game was so embarrassing and long. The boys just chased him trying to tickle him, all day, it sucked.

"Nah mate, not happening." Phil said. "Whyyyyy" Wilbur dramatically sighed, while stomping his foot and throwing his head in the air. "Because you too just tickle me!" Phil argued back.The boy giggled and replied at the same time surprisingly,'that's the game dad, please?" They knew they weren't gonna play like this so they brought out the big guns(ya call it manipulation but hey they're kids)start to fake cry. Saying stuff like "you don't love us" and "I thought you loved us".

It was actually impressive and Phil was surprised and a little concerned. Reluctantly, Phil decided to indulge the boys. "Fineeee, but only for a little bit!" The boys cheered, and Phil just smiled. He loved their giggles and smiles. So they started to play.

"Ah what a lovely day to be at the beach. I can't wait to lie down under the sand," Phil said dramatically, while putting a bath towel on the ground. "Oh wait! I leave something in the car. Better go get it" phil then leaves the room.

The boys hearing this start to move under the blanket,Phil laid down. They were giggling as Phil returned. "Ah no, it looks like it's going to rain. Whelp better go home" he grabbed a blanket with the boys under it. Phil is surprisingly strong but he was struggling to carry the boys.

Phil walked to the living room floor and dropped(gently) the blanket, with the boys. "Might as well rest on the couch a bit," Phil says and falls on the couch and closes his eyes.

The boys,giggle, get out from underneath the blanket and make their way to their dad. When they reach him,of course, they start tickling his belly. "Tickle tickle tickle," both boys say. Phil starts laughing and bolts up and runs from the demon children. That's how it was for the next 30 minutes. The two kids chasing their poor father around and tickling him, and their dad trying to hide from them.

Then out of the blue, the boy disappeared. Now knowing his children, Phil was immediately on guard. His boys could be sneaky. But now he has to focus on making lunch cause his growing boys need food. So unfortunately, his boys have the upper hand.

He starts making some mac and cheese. As he continued he didn't hear anything then as he's mixing in the butter and milk, he hears it. The sound of little giggles and the sound of feet sneaking closer.

"Hey I know you guys are near," Phil says over his shoulder while stirring the mac and cheese. The young boys just giggle.

"Tickle tickle tickle," both boys giggle while getting close and wiggling their fingers.

"WAIT WAIT WAIT," Phil yells in a very clear dad voice. This causes the boys to stop right in their tracks.

"What dad," Wilbur asks. Titling his head.

"Yeah what dad? We want to continue to play?" Tommy asks with a little bit of an attitude.

"Because I'm near a hot oven and lunch is going to be ready soon," Phil said looking at both boys.

"Oh yeah that could have been dangerous," Wilbur replied a bit embarrassed.

"I'm hungry dad!" Tommy just yelled. Both Wilbur and Phil both winced at the volume. Wilbur just shushed and giggled at tommy.

After a couple minutes of talking between the 3 the mac and cheese was done. They all ate, Phil had to stop a food fight, a usual at mealtime. Phil knowing his boys, they would probably forget about tickle crabs, or at least he hoped they would.

Wilbur jumped up after eating and said, "Tommy, let's go play neighbors!"

"Yeah come on wilby!" Tommy yelled again and jumped off his chair, and raced to the play room, wilbur on his trail.

Phil just smiles picking up their dishes. He was just happy to not play tickle crabs and to hear his boys playing in the other room.

#fae is in a lee mood #mcyt tickle #mcyt tickling #fae writes #lee!philza #ler!wilbur #ler!tommyinnit

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