#He’s such a great character and an even better tickle monster

[sunsetsandsunshine]

~ Just say you’re sorry ~

THIS IS FOR THE AMAZING ANON THAT INSPIRED THIS FIC SO KUDOS TO THEM 💞✨💗💕

Also tagging my fellow moots who love this HC as much as I do:

@someone1348 @tickleebug @prettychillbrainfreeze @ghostlyshylee @itzystopkiddingmenowloco

Lee’s: Leo🐢💙 and Mikey🐢🧡

Ler’s: Raph🐢❤️ and Donnie🐢💜

Summary: Raph and Donnie have been getting pranked by they’re younger brothers all day. So like the good big brothers they are, they hatch a totally not devious plan to teach they’re younger sibs a lesson.  

(A/N: AS ALWAYS- T*EST DNI YOU NASTY CREEPY WEIRDOS)

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“Stupid dumb-dumbs…stupid stupid dumb-dumbs…”

Raph turned around from where he was sitting on the living room couch to see his immediate younger brother- Donnie- pacing back and forth in the kitchen, holding a mug of coffee that spilled a little bit every now and again as he turned around in a pacing circle. 

The young genius was wearing his dark purple sweatshirt with the sleeves pulled up to his elbows, wearing his occasional purple mask and goggles. Raph was wearing his own mask as well, clashing with his grey/gray sweatshirt.

The snapper got up from the couch, putting his phone down and walking to his immediate younger brother. “Hey, bud…you okay?” Raph asked, putting a hand on Donnie’s shoulder as a way to show his comfort. The younger looked up at Raph and started chuckling, even though the eldest turtle was 99.9% sure nothing he just said was funny…

“What’s wrong..? What’s WRONG???” Donnie yelled, going close to Raph’s face so they’re snouts touched before stepping away from him. The softshell put his coffee mug on the counter, pacing back and forth again while his hands were behind his back. 

“Oho, I’ll tell you what’s wrong. What’s wrong my dear older brother, is that those imbeciles that I apparently have to call my younger brothers have been pulling pranks on me left and right ALL DAY. I can’t get any work done without fearing for my life that another water balloon or paint cannon is going to hit me!” Donnie said, throwing his hands up to the air before putting them back down. The purple cladded sibling sighed, rubbing a hand down his face slowly as he tried to calm himself down.

Donnie was frustrated- very very (that’s two very’s) frustrated if you couldn’t tell. The genius wanted to have a productive day; a day where he got almost all of his work done and he had the rest of the evening to spend with his family and friends. Believe it or not, the softshell actaully enjoyed spending time with his family, even if he acts like he dreads every single second of it.

But sadly, the universe didn’t want the day to go the way Donnie had originally planned. The universe had to give him not 1 but 2 younger siblings that were annoying as FU- fudge. Annoying as fudge.

Anyway, the two gremlins have been placing boobytraps and pranks all over the lair, such as sparkle canons, water balloons, whoopie cushions- you name it! And at the end of every single prank there would be this…card that mysteriously came out of nowhere. It was orange and blue and had Mikey and Leo’s faces on it, saying “You just got pranked by the Portal Pals! (P.S. L + Bozo)”

Which was…cute. It was nice that the two were having fun and spending time with each other…but WHY did they’re fun have to torture Donnie in the process?

“You too, huh?” Raph chuckled, reaching into his sweatshirt pocket and taking out a couple of Leo and Mikey’s “You just got pranked!” cards. Donnie couldn’t help but chuckle along with Raph at the sight of the cards, going over to him and resting his head on his plastron, groaning. The snapper just laughed some more, wrapping his immediate younger brother in a hug as he patted his battleshell.

“They’re. so. annoying.” Donnie whined, rubbing his hands along his face as Raph sighed. “I mean, yeah. They’re our little brothers, little bro. It’s kind of they’re job to annoy the living hell out of us, y’know?” The eldest reasoned, patting Donnie’s shoulder as he huffed, his anger starting to slip away. “Yeah…I guess so…” the softshell mumbled, taking his head up from Raph’s plastron and smiling at him.

“But hey! Look on the bright side: that doesn’t mean we can’t get payback~!” Raph exclaimed, winking at Donnie who raised one of his sharpie drawn eyebrows, curiosity and mischievousness written all over his face. “Are you implying what I think you’re implying?” Donnie asked, grinning from ear to ear. 

Raph grinned back, nodding his head in confirmation. The second-oldest turtle  smiled a bit more (this time being a kind of evil smile) as he took out his phone from his pocket, going into they’re family GC. The younger started typing up something on his phone, beginning to walk to his lab.

“Walk and talk with me, Raphie. I’ve got a plan…”

🕺🏾🐢🍕Cool Kids GC 🍕🐢🕺🏾

Today at 2:34 pm 

*🕺🏾👾Bootyyyshaker9000👾🕺🏾 is online*

Hello my fellow fam

*UrfaveChamp😘😘😘✨💙 is online*

*Mystic_Mike🎨🤩 is online*

Yoooo

Hey Don!

How are you 😁🥰?

Good good.

How’s the eyebrows working? Feelin pretty, bro?

Donnie groaned from Leo’s text, about to type “kys” in the GC to his younger twin before Raph cleared his throat, shaking his head in disapproval as they continued to walk. The softshell sighed, deleting the text before he was about to send it in the GC. 

“There. Happy?” Donnie asked as the oldest nodded, walking into the lab and both sitting on the lab’s desk chairs. “Very.”

“Anyway, what’s he even talking about, Don?” Raph asked, confused. Donnie ran a hand down his face, clicking out of messages and showing Raph a picture he took earlier. It was a pic of Donnie’s eyebrows covered in sparkles, glitter and fake gemstones- and it looked completely awful. Let’s just say the eyebrows looked like a second graders art project. 

Uh…no offense to any second grader of course…

“One of they’re sparkle canons got me…” Donnie mumbled. The softshell was so glad he was able to clean that monstrosity off- he would never be able to live that down without anyone making fun of him for it. 

Raph cackled at the picture, putting a hand to his face as he did so. “Stop laughing...” Donnie glared, taking the phone back so Raph couldn’t see the photo anymore. And if the alligator snapping turtle knew any better, he could’ve sworn that he saw a pout on his immediate younger brother's face. 

“It isn’t funny.” The pout caused Raph to giggle a bit more, booping the softshell’s snout as the younger playfully swatted his hand away. “It is a bit funny…” Raph giggled, smirking at Donnie. The second oldest just chuckled as he rolled his eyes, clicking out of his Photos app and right back to the GC.

They’re fine, actually. The sparkles really complimented my eyes.

See! Told you he would like it, Mikey!

A success in my book

Oh whatever 😒😒😒

✨Anywaysssss✨

What is it that u needed, Don?

R u okay?

Oh, yeah. I’m fine.

I just need you both to come to my lab.

I have to make a huge announcement to say to everyone.

It’s extremely important.

Raph’s already with me so I just need you two to come.

Oh! 

Okay! 

Oooh! Must be a pretty important if we’re coming to Dee’s lab…

Yes- it is important. I literally just said that.

See you in like- 15 seconds, Dee!

Wait! Raph’s w/ u right now?

Yes. Raph is with me as of right now.

Ask him for me how he likes his new room setup 😁✨ 

LMFAOAOAOAO

Raph grabbed Donnie’s phone out of his hands, his face red in embarrassment as he typed in the group chat. “What’s he talking about, man?” Donnie chuckled confused, not used to seeing his older brother so flustered. 

After the snapper was done with…whatever he was typing, his face relaxed- seeming really calm and content now. Raph cleared his throat, handing the phone back to Donnie. “We don’t talk about it.” 

KSYNDND

*KYS

THIS IS RAPH TYLINGNEN

*TYPING

KANSHSJAKSHS!!!

U KNOW ITS FUNNY BRO-BRO

I HATE YOU 2 SM LITERALLY DIE😡😡😖!!!

BAHAHAHAJSHSBDKDK

We love you tooooo Raphieee~!☺️☺️☺️😘😘💕💖💞💖💖✨✨

Donnie clicked out of the messaging app and glared at Raph. “How come I can’t type ‘kys’ in the group chat but you can!?” He asked, putting his phone on his desk and crossing his arms. “Eldest brother privileges, duh.” Raph said calmly, merely shrugging as Donnie rolled his eyes for probably the millionth time today. 

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“What’s with the random call to Dee’s lab? Are we experimenting on something?” Leo asked excitedly, looking around the lab to see if there was anything brand new or important to test on as him and Mikey walked in. “Yeah! What is it? I wanna know!” Mikey asked as well, grinning from ear to ear waiting for either of his older brothers to answer the question.

Leo was wearing his dark blue sweatshirt, with his blue mask. Mikey was also wearing his favorite orange sweatshirt, also wearing his mask. 

Not answering any of the younger two's questions, Donnie tapped a few buttons on his wrist watch, closing the lab door behind them. The two quickly looked behind them at the door and then at each other, nervousness starting to broil up in they’re stomachs. “Don? Raph? You guys okay…?” Leo asked, his head tilting to the side in confusion as his twin and older brother just stood there staring at him and Mikey.

“So…you guys gonna keep staring at us, or are you gonna tell us why we’re here…?” Mikey said as he scratched his head in confusion. 

“Glad you two are so curious to find out why I called you here.” Donnie smiled, him and Raph getting up from they’re chairs, looking at they’re younger brothers with a deadpanned face. There was another awkward silence with all of them just staring at each other. 

The two youngest weren’t sure if they were called in Donnie’s lab for a legitimate reason or if this was some huge staring contest. Leo and Mikey exchanged worried glances, “Soooo…you gonna tell us or what?” Leo chuckled, crossing his arms trying to hide his nervousness at his twins vague answers. 

“Well, you and Mikey have been pranking me and Don a lot.” Raph said stating the obvious, only for Leo and Mikey to chuckle. “Is this what this is about? Are we in trouble or something?” Mikey giggled, nudging Leo in the elbow causing the older to snicker.

“You two aren’t in trouble per say. We just want to join in on the fun too!” Donnie smiled…a bit too sweetly. Leo crossed his arms, squinting suspiciously at his older brothers. “Join in on the fun?” The slider repeated. “Oh, but of course! The fun I’m personally thinking of starts with an r and ends with ‘evenge’. Isn’t that right, Raph?” Donnie grinned as Raph nodded his head.

Mikey gulped, “Wehell…Ihi just remembered I have to goho feed my pehet rock…so, uh…if you’ll excuse me I’ll just be on my way…” Mikey giggly said, nervously walking backwards to the opening door to the lab. Mikey attempted to open the lab door again and again but it just wasn’t budging. He turned around, trying to turn the knob but it wasn’t moving an inch. 

“The lab door is locked my dearest Angelo.” Donnie chuckled as he saw the youngest trying to pry the door open- an evil smile plastered on his face as he leaned against Raph’s side, crossing his arms. 

Well shit.

“You get Mikey, I’ll get Leo.” Raph instructed, walking towards Leo as Donnie walked towards Mikey, both of the older siblings wiggling they’re fingers slightly with huge evil grins on they’re faces. The two youngest looked at each other completely petrified, stepping away from the door and splitting up, going deeper into Donnie’s lab but making sure to keep they’re eyes on they’re “attackers.”

“Wahait! W-We cahan talk abohout thihis!” Leo giggled, putting his hands up as a way to try and stop Raph from…whatever him and Donnie were planning. Well- he did know what they were planning which is why he’s TRYING his very best not to think about it too much…

Now, don’t get Leo wrong, he can be a menace. He’s been called it many many times by different people, which he takes a LOT of pride in. And he can become even MORE a menace when he’s tickling one of his brothers. To funny remarks to rib-counting to teases. Leo was one scary of a Ler and that was just something you just couldn’t deny. 

But sadly, the universe wouldn’t allow Leo to be the only scary Ler in the family. The universe had to give him not 1 but 2 older siblings that were terrifying as FU- fudge when it came to tickling.

When it came to Raph and Donnie, they were just…vile. Finding every single possible way to tickle and fluster they’re Lee until they can’t even think straight. 

Since Raph was, like, a TITAN in turtle form, it’s completely impossible to escape him while he’s wrecking you. And since he’s the eldest he will just go on and on and ON about how he was “The best Tickle Monster.” And that stupid thing he would always do was give “Raph-berries.” Basically raspberries but he’s nibbling you as well and it was TORTUROUS. 

Now Donnie was an evil force to be reckoned with. For one, he would cheat. The softshell would use his spider arms to ping your arms up so you couldn’t squirm. And worst of all he would pretend as if him wrecking you was a whole big science experiment. Testing out his “hypothesis” or whatever other big words Donnie knew. 

So getting that out of the way, Leo knows he’s absolutely dead. Deceased. Expired. 6 feet under…

The red eared slider just knows he’s completely screwed. Based on the facial expressions, body language and overall demeanor of his older brothers, the two were out for revenge. And Leo and Mikey being more sensitive than them, (Leo being a tad bit more ticklish than Mikey), they knew they couldn’t stand a chance. All the two were doing was wiggling their fingers and Leo and Mikey were giggly messes…

“Talk about what, little brother? Talk about how you scared the living heck outta me with all those posters of Mrs. Cuddles that you put all over my room?” Raph taunted, stepping closer and closer to Leo making the younger giggle more frantically.

 “I-Ihit wahas funny though!” The younger one stammered, “Actually, now that you mention it…SHE’S RIGHT THERE, LOOK!” Leo screamed, pulling out a completely terrified look out of nowhere pointing somewhere ahead of him, pretending where he was pointing was Mrs. Cuddles.

Hey, he’s not called the Face-man for nothing! 

“Wait- WHAT? WHERE?!” Raph screamed, frantically looking around Donnie’s lab to try and spot Mrs. Cuddles. But the only thing he saw was a certain red eared slider running away from him.

Well played…

That little shit.

Before Leo could attempt to try to hide somewhere in the lab, Raph came from behind him, picking the younger up and putting him on his shoulder, carrying him to the middle of the lab where Donnie and Mikey were. Donnie already “captured” Mikey, using his spider arms to hold his arms so he couldn’t try and run away again. 

Leo started to hit the back of Raph’s shell, squirming to try and get out of the older’s hold as a bunch of giggly threats flooded out of his mouth. The snapper only rolled his eyes, poking Leo in the side causing the him to let out a surprised shriek followed by frantic laughs. “Don’t forget the position you're in, bud.”

“Yohou guhuys! Plehease dohon’t- noHO Deehee!” Mikey squealed as Donnie released him from his tech arms, sitting down on the carpet floor and pulling him into his lap as Raph did the same thing with Leo, sitting a little bit across from Donnie. Before the young genius could pin Mikey’s hands up- as he originally planned on doing, the youngest retracted into his shell, giggling smugly as Donnie tried to get him out by knocking on his shell repeatedly. 

“Hey! You can’t do that!” Donnie said, crossing his arms and glaring at his younger brother. “Toohoo bad. I juhust did.” Mikey taunted, happy he found a way to escape Donnie’s tickly wrath.

Leo, about to go into his shell too was immediately caught by Raph. The older held up his arms, grinning and raising a brow. “Where do you think you’re going, Lee?” Raph asked, chuckling as Leo plastered a nervous smile on his face. 

“Nohowhere…” The red eared slider giggled, looking around anywhere but Raph’s face before looking towards his younger brother who was soon about to break by the demon you would call Donatello.

“DeEHEE! NahAt the tUHuhUmmY!” Mikey squealed, squirming in his shell trying to get away from Donnie’s tickly fingers that were now dancing across his stomach. The older shook his head, grinning at the sound of the youngers frantic laughter.

“Then get out of your shell and fight like a real man!” Donnie taunted, which only caused Mikey to whine throughout his giggles but not coming out of his shell. Suddenly, Donnie stopped tickling his tummy, poking at the boxer turtle’s lower rib. “Boop.”

The younger's reaction was almost immediate as he came out of his shell completely to grab at Donnie’s wrists. “There we go~! See! Was that so hard?” Donnie smiled innocently, using his spider arms to pin Mikey’s arms up. Donnie just smiled at Mikey as Raph let go of Leo to begin tickling his sides.

“Pfft- nohohoho!” Leo giggled, hugging his middles and squirming a bit as Raph lightly scratched around his sides. The older one laughed in amusement, raising a brow and grinning at his reaction. “No? No, what? You two brought this upon yourselves!”

“Oho screw ohohoff!” Leo retorted, pushing at Raph’s wrists as Donnie just continued to look at the youngest, not doing anything quite yet. 

“Whahat?” Mikey asked, looking at his older brother who’s face looked like he was solving the worlds hardest math problem- but the genius probably did stuff like that for fun anyway.

“Hm? Oh…nothing. Just trying to remember where you’re most ticklish, Angelo…I can’t quite seem to remember…” The softshell muttered, crossing his arms and looking up intensely at his midnight purple ceiling.

“Wha-?! Whahat ahare yohou tahahalking about??? Yohou know my worst spot!” Mikey giggled, rolling his eyes at his brother who only shook his head. “My apologies, Mikey. I sadly do not. But…perhaps you could possibly tell me?” Donnie smiled, a smile which only caused Mikey’s face to go a bright red. “I aham nohot telling! Yohou already know!” 

Donnie laughed at the younger one’s answer, starting to trace his fingers along the place where Mikey’s shell met his neck- a known melt spot spot for the youngest. Mikey giggled slightly at the sensation, squirming a bit under Donnie’s hold. 

"Are you ticklish anywhere else?" Donnie asks, not stopping his tracing, looking down at his younger brother’s face that indeed looked like a tomato- which is really weird because he hasn’t even tickled him for that long!

“Noho! I’m not! Juhuhust lemme gohoho!” Mikey squealed, kicking his legs trying oh so desperately to get off his older brother’s lap. “No? You're lying to me, aren't you?" Donnie chuckles, still not stopping as he continued to trace Mikey’s melt spot. 

“I bet you're super ticklish. I just need to find the right spots! Just tell me where, and I'll be sure to avoid it like the plague." He pauses, giving the younger a chance to tell him where he was ticklish (because Donnie obviously didn’t know!). His voice was low and teasing now, a playful, taunting inflection in his words. "Or should I just start tickling you until I find out myself?"

Mikey just giggled, shaking his head and stomping his feet on the ground- determined to try and escape while he still could. “That's a yes, then?" Donnie chuckles, smiling a little to himself. "Alright, I'm going to take your lack of response as permission to tickle you." The softshell merely said as he now started to tickle the younger’s exposed underarms.

“HeHEY!” The boxer turtle shrieked, trying his best to squirm away from his older brother. “ThaHAT TIHIckles yohoU BiHIHiG jeHerk!” Mikey cried, regretting his words as soon as they came out. 

“Does it?" Donnie chuckles in fake surprise, continuing to tickle Mikey’s underarms, his hands being gentle- not getting to his worst spots…not yet at least. “You really shouldn’t have said that, Mike~!” He remarks, smiling as the younger one only laughed more at the tease. The second oldest soon began to pick up the pace of his tickly fingers, laughing as Mikey tried to hide his face in his elbow- not being able to hide them in his hands since his arms were pinned up.

“What are you squirming around for, hm?” I vividly remember you saying you weren’t ticklish anywhere else…” Donnie stated matter-of-factly. “IHI LIhihiED, AhaLRIGHT? Ihi lihihIED- dOHOn PLEHease! QuiHIT IHIT!” The younger admitted, his laugh muffled from hiding his face away in his arms.

“Do you hear that, Raph? This little shit lied to me! Can you believe that?!” Donnie cried dramatically before lightly scratching his fingers at the sides of Mikey’s neck- making the younger let out a high-pitched squeal; not hiding in his arm anymore as he threw his head back in full blown laughter. 

“I wouldn’t be lying to Donnie if I were in your position, Mike. Just saying.” Raph said casually as if there wasn’t a red eared slider in his lap, laughing his shell off and squirming like he’s being electrocuted. 

“And you. Stop squirming so much! Your making it hard to get your good spots!” Raph playfully scolded down at Leo, tickling at the younger’s ribs, chuckling as Leo grabbed his wrists and uselessly tried to pull them away. 

“Ihi’m gOHOnna gEhet yohOU guhuys baHAHAck soho bahahad yoHOu’ll wiHIsh yohOU neHEver knew meehee!” Leo threatened, lightly punching the air in hopes to hit Raph. Which- none of them did. But hey, A for effort, right?

“Oho I bet you are.” Raph laughed sarcastically as he began to tickle Leo’s stomach. “Someone has a ticklish tum-tum, I see~?” Raph teased as Leo’s face began to go almost as red as the oldest’s bandanna. “DOOHOO *snort* naHAT CAHaLL IhiT THAHAT!” Leo squealed, kicking his legs and throwing his head back in hysterics. 

“RAHAHPHIEEEE! PLEHEASE! STAHAP IHIT!” Leo cried, still trying to grab at Raph’s hands as they were lightly pushed out of the way each time he tried. Raph smirked as the younger pleaded, only making Raph tickle his stomach more lightly- almost feather-like. 

“I will stop as soon as you and Mikey apologize!” Raph smiled. “Agreed. As soon as you two apologize, we’ll stop reminding you two just how ticklish you are.” Donnie exclaimed as he began to knead Mikey’s thighs. The box turtle shrieked, kicking his legs in hopes that the kicking will make it harder for Donnie to tickle him there. 

“NAHAHA! DEEHEE! NAHAT *squeak* THEHEHERE!” Mikey squealed, still kicking his legs but Donnie’s hands stayed firm as he began to knead harder. “IHIT TIHIHICKLES! DAHANNIE *squeak* PLEHEASE *squeak* STAHAP!”

“Hm? What? What’s so funny Angelo?” Donnie asked, looking back at his younger brother who- by the way- looked like a full on turtle tomato. “WEEHEE’RE SORRY!” Mikey cackled. Donnie nodded his head, looking at Raph but not stopping tickling Mikey. 

“Hey, did Leo apologize yet?” Donnie asked. “Nope! Which I think is a bit rude considering your situation don’t you think, Leo?” Raph asked, stopping tickling Leo to let him breathe as Donnie did the same with Mikey. 

“Yohou are thehe woHORST older brohohother eveher…” Leo giggled at Raph, knowing he was absolute dead meat after that comment but couldn’t help himself. Mikey made a teasing ‘ooooh~!’ sound, giggling at Leo’s comment to they’re eldest brother. 

“Personally, I wohohould nohot tahake that amount of disrespect…” Mikey giggled as Raph only sighed, shaking his head before smirking. Raph flipped Leo around so that his shell was facing the ceiling- and as he did so Leo felt as if his soul left his entire body. 

Leo and his big mouth…

“AHAHA! NOHO! NOHO WAHAIT *snort* A SEHEHECOND!” Leo panicky giggled, kicking his legs and lightly punching on Raph’s thighs. “Waitwaitwaitwait- lehet’s tahalk- RahaHAHAPH! RAHAHAPH WAHAHAIT!” Leo giggly panicked, his laughter increasing as Raph slowly lowered his head to the back Leo’s knees, ALMOST touching it with his face. 

“What? Wait for what?” Raph grinned, waiting for Leo to reply but the only response he got from the slider was snorting cackles. Raph took a deep breath before blowing a raspberry on the back of Leo’s knees, causing the younger turtle to go absolutely mad in laughter. Leo covered his face with his hands, muffled cackles bouncing around the walls along with Mikey’s squeaky cackles as Donnie gave raspberries to Mikey’s stomach. 

“Jeeheez…you guys are really ticklish, huh~? I wonder how long they could last…what do you think, Don?” Raph asked before going back to blowing raspberries on the slider’s knees, not showing him any mercy now. 

“I estimate about 3 more minutes or so…but it doesn’t really matter because I don’t plan on stopping until I hear an apology from Leo~!” Donnie tauntingly sang, laughing as Leo and Mikey’s laughs became more louder after that. “Besides, these two had what was coming to them for a while.” 

Mikey absolutely paled at Donnie’s tease. This wasn’t fair! This wasn’t fair one bit! He already apologized! He surrendered!But because of Leo’s stupid comment and the denial that’s he’s the most ticklish out of all 4 of them, they’ll probably be here for an hour! 

“LEEHEEO! LEEHEEON *squeak* PLEHEHEASE! JUHUHUST AHAPOHOL- *squeak*” Mikey cackled as Donnie began to blow raspberries on Mikey’s ribs now, scribbling his fingers along his sides too.

“So? What’s it gonna be, Leo? Have you had enough?” The eldest asked as Leo only glared at him through his laughter, throwing his head back again. Leo shook his head, banging his fists on the carpet. The poor slider was trying to act high and mighty but was still squirming like a fish out of water trying to get back into the ocean…

Or, in this case, trying not to get tickled to pieces.

“Stop squirming, Leo. You aren’t going anywhere. I could do this allllll day.” Raph teased as he blew another raspberry on Leo’s stomach. “Well, scientifically speaking, you can.” Donnie said, stopping giving Mikey raspberries but still tickling his stomach with both hands. 

“I was doing some research for um…scientific purposes and I figured out that alligator snapping turtles and softshell turtles can hold they’re breaths for an hour. So, as long as we take certain breaths now and again we could blow raspberries on Leo and Mikey’s ticklish tummies for as long as we-“

“WEEHEE GEHET IHIT!!!” The two youngest screamed, not wanting to hear anymore of Donnie’s “scientific discoveries” about how him and Raph were the most devious ticklish monsters on the planet.

Donnie and his dumb-dumb research.

“Huh…you don’t say…” Raph smiled, trying to test Donnie’s theory about the whole “not needing to breath thing for an hour” thing. He blew probably like the millionth raspberry on Leo’s stomach. 

 And…Donnie was right! Not that he had one single doubt on his immediate younger brother’s genius of course! It just sounded too good to be true! He will definitely be using this tactic on Leo and Mikey in the future…and maybe April too! He’s definitely not scared of the aftermath of when he does that to her… 

Raph smiled, not being taking a single breath as he continued to give a raspberry to the back of one of Leo’s knees. Raph was enjoying this new skill he could do very well! Leo on the other hand…was going absolutely ballistic.

“NAHAO, *snort* AHANYWHERE *snort* EHELSE! NAHAT *snort* THEHE KNEEHEEHEES!” Leo screamed, punching Raph’s thighs lightly again. “Awh~? Why not~? Is this a bad spot, Lee?” Raph teased into Leo’s knees, finding this whole situation quite amusing indeed. 

“OHOMIGAHAHA-!!! YEHES! IHIT’S *snort* SOHO FREEHEEAKING BAHAHAD!” Leo cackled, not knowing what to do but just laugh and kick his legs. He was absolutely defenseless! There was nothing more he could do but just take it! “So…it tickles? Would you say this tickles too~?” Raph asked as he began to nibble at the back of Leo’s knees along with giving raspberries at the same time. Or, “Raph-berries” if you  will. 

“RAHAHAPH! NAHAH- *snort* IHI HAHATE YOHOHAHAH!” Leo snorted, his hands starting to flap against the carpet floor, making light thumping noises. 

Raph laughed, a smile still plastered on his face- but instead of that eat shit-and-die” expression he had on earlier, this smile was way more fond. 

Fun fact: Anytime Leo was tickled by his siblings, he younger would start happy stimming with his hands. His siblings think it’s the most adorable thing ever- much to Leo’s disagreement.

And it was so funny because he couldn’t even deny that he hated being tickled (even though he did anyway)! The evidence was right there!

“You didn’t answer my question, little bro! Does it tickle?” Raph pressed on, eager to get an answer out of his younger brother. “ *YEHES! MY GAHAHAD! OHOBVIOUSLY!” Leo screamed, still trying to kick Raph off of him.

“Just making sure!” The oldest smiled sweetly, still not stopping his new ability on  the second youngest’s knees. Leo whined throughout his cackles, covering his face once more. “Don’t be like that, little bud! You know you love it!” Raph teased. 

“NAHAO *snort* THE HEHEHELL IHI *snort* DOHOHON’T!” Leo screamed, happy stimming with his hands again.

“Your body language says otherwise, bud.” Raph teased back. 

Back with the PB&J Duo, Donnie an idea sparked in the genius’ head. His eyes sparkled as he grinned at Mikey- causing the youngest to gulp in nervousness. He knew what his older brother was planning…

“Dohonatello- Dohon’t yohou dahahare…” Mikey warned, glaring at Donnie as a warning. But that so-called warning only made Donnie laugh. “Oh I dare. Oh I so, so dare, Angelo.” Donnie taunted before blowing raspberries on Mikey’s plastron where his ribs would be. 

The younger let out a glass shattering squeal, causing Donnie and everyone in the lab to flinch a bit. But like Leo- Mikey can’t really do anything but just laugh at this point. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE! DAHAN- *squeak*! STAHAP!” Mikey cackled, kicking Donnie in the side with his knees which only caused Donnie to chuckle. “I think our little brothers have mutated into a pig and mouse.” Raph laughed, both him and Donnie laughing at the comment- because they couldn’t really deny that fact that. 

“OKAHAY! OKAHAY!” Leo screamed, his hands flapping on Raph’s thighs repeatedly. The older chuckled at the gesture, fighting every ounce of him not to take a picture with Donnie’s phone right now at the younger’s adorableness. “Okay, what Lee~?”

“IHIHI’M SAHAHARRY!!” Leo snorted, his hands still flapping happily and Raph couldn’t help but laugh fondly at it. “Should we let them go, Raphie?” Donnie asked, still nibbling at Mikey’s plastron but eyes on Raph, waiting for his answer. 

“Yeheah, we should. We don’t want to accidentally kill them...” Raph said to his immediate younger brother, chuckling at his own joke. The two oldest stopped tickling the two youngest, letting the two just relax in they’re laps; trying to catch they’re breaths.

“Oho my gohod….” Leo breathed out, turning to his side so he could see both Donnie and Mikey. Raph laughed as he rubbed the younger one’s head; trying to soothe him. The younger teen squirmed, holding Raph’s wrist as the older laughed some more. “I’m not gonna tickle you, bud.” He said, continuing to rub Leo’s head as the red eared slider stopped holding his wrists, excepting the gesture. 

“Thahat was fuhun!” Mikey giggled with Leo, sitting up and leaning on Donnie’s plastron- now being able to use all of his limbs. The softshell then used his spider arms to give the pranking duo two glasses of water- which the two happily accepted. 

“Speak fohor yourself…” Leo giggly grumbled, putting the finished glass of water to the side after drinking it and leaning on Raph’s plastron. 

“So! I guess now you two know not to mess with your older brothers, right?” Donnie asked, wrapping Mikey in a hug before lightly squeezing his sides, causing the younger to let out a screech. “YeHES! We learned our lesson, okahay?! Jeeheez! Couldn’t you have warned us in text or something?” Mikey whined, pushing at Donnie’s face lightly.

“Nah. This was way more fun.” Raph and Donnie both said, smiling as the two youngest groaned fondly at they’re answer to Mikey’s question. 

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This fic has been a WIP for a LONG ASS TIME so I decided to finish as soon as my stupid exams ended and post it lol-

But srsly- I love this HC for Raph and Donnie sm it’s so evil <3 I hope everyone enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it :D

(Also sorry if the phrasing and/or pacing is weird- this is my first time writing with two lees and two lers- I dunno what I’m doing 😭💀😂)

P.S. Since Summer just started for me I will be able to work on more of my WIP’s so keep watch for ‘em :p

[doobea]

Hi! Hello! Hope you're having a great day. I recently started following your acc and ur works are great. I'm not sure if reqs r open but I'll try to ask. Any bllk character in a scenario where their partner randomly said 'please don't leave me' at midnight or smth. I'm craving for some rlly good fluff rn. Thank u smm!

omg yes i am taking requests haha and you're actually the first one! it flatters me that you like my stuff because its been such a long time since I've written anything fandom related! I'll try my best with this scenario and hopefully you'll end up liking it too! :)

contents: gn!reader, established relationship, fluff, hurt and comfort (slightly), sfw characters mentioned: rin, oliver a/n: omg i hope this didn't take too long, I tried incorporating two different scenarios where the statement could be applied :) and decided to pick rin and oliver for this bc they were the first ppl to pop in my mind

"N-No, get away from me!"

The man runs away from the clouded figure in the shadows and into the thick open wheat field. He's frantically looking around, body and vision slowly getting disoriented as panic washes over any logic that was left. His beaded eyes dart towards the distance where a shed stands proud and breaks for it. Sounds of his heart thundered against his chest and he's trying so hard to ignore the fatigue in his legs.

Soon, he thinks, soon this will be all over. Soon everything will be back to normal and --

He trips over a stray log and watches over his shoulder as the shadow enigma creeps closer and closer until the screen fades to black.

Rin scowls as he watches the credits roll, seemingly unimpressed by the whole film, and is quick to find the remote to turn the TV off. "It's not the director's best work and the ending is completely different from the book." He complains, failing to realize that you've practically buried yourself underneath a mountain of pillows and plushies since the start of the movie. "I've heard the sequel is better, do you mind if we watch that tomorrow?"

You had no idea why you even agreed to join him on his sudden horror movie marathon. The whole genre made you queasy and leaves you feeling paranoid, wondering if the monsters on screen could come and haunt you next.

"Maybe we can watch Ponyo instead?" You suggest, voice muffled behind the stuffed animals.

"Ponyo?" Rin's teal eyes advert from the screen and now sees your shaken appearance and his gaze softens. "Was the movie that scary?" He says in a whisper.

Your head pokes out, teary-eyed and cheeks flushed. "Yeah."

His arm wraps around your shoulders, pulling you into his warm and calming embrace, as his slender fingers rake through your hair. You have no idea how he manages to stay composed after every horror movie and wonders if he could hear your own hammering heartbeat. "Please don't leave me in the dark."

A longing kiss is pressed against your forehead followed by a quiet string of apologies. "We can stay up however long you want tonight."

"And do we get to watch Ponyo tomorrow?"

You feel him smiling against your skin. "We can watch Ponyo."

⋆˙⟡♡✧˖°

Rough noises of tossing and turning are heard from the opposite side of the bed as Oliver slowly awakens from his deep slumber. He groggily calls out your name before taking in the time that flashed across his phone.

"Baby, is everything alright?" He sits up and leans against the headboard, arm reaching out to wiggle your sleepy figure.

A low groan escapes your lips and he soon recognizes that you're experiencing a nightmare. Oliver doesn't hesitate to pinch your cheeks and start tickling your sides, it was his favorite way of waking you up and is definitely a lot more effective compared to shaking.

Your moans soon turn into full-on laughing fits as his hands made their way up and down your waist and dance across your stomach. Your eyes shot open and you see your boyfriend's proud expression beaming in the moonlight.

You rolled your eyes before smacking his hungry fingers away, pulling the blankets closer to your violated body. "What was that for?"

"For the record, you woke me up first."

"I hardly believe that."

Oliver sighs and pinches your cheeks again. "No seriously, were you having a nightmare or something?" He watches your mouth contort into a deep frown and felt a tense shift in the air.

After a long pause, you smile sadly. "You left me for someone else."

Oliver mimics your expression and presses his entire body weight on top of you, earning a loud 'oof' from your lips. "It's just a crappy dream, don't think too much about it."

He feels your arms wrap around his neck, shaky breath against his skin. "Mhm, sorry I guess sometimes it's hard to not think about your past sometimes."

"Definitely not gonna leave you, if that's what you're thinking." He starts peppering your shoulders and collarbones with his stubby kisses. "You're mine no matter what, okay?"

You roll your eyes and gently punch his back, feeling slightly better now that he can't see your reddened face. "Whatever, I think you owe me a date night tomorrow."

He pulls away and fakes a pout. "All because you dreamt of me cheating on you?"

You tug on the collar of his t-shirt, pulling him in for a brief peck on the lips. "Especially because of that."

[nakajisaeko]

Monster Headcanons ~ If They Were Sick Pt. 1

No one is really interested in this series, but I just had a scenario come to mind...what if the characters were sick? I will say I was inspired by most headcanons on here, & there is a specific one that I will add on the end because of writing space. Because I think its a big finale~ This is also not unrealistic, but some may be, so just point it out. Anyways, begin~

🩺 Kenzo Tenma:

He really liked to eat & drink your rice soup & tea. He even joked that he would deliberately become sick just to eat it, it was that good.

He loved when you played with his hair as he dozed off onto your lap while watching movies. It was his most favorite thing that you did when he was sick.

He likes it when you give him small kisses on his forehead or cheek, he even said they have a "magic touch".

If the TV wasn't working or he wasn't in the mood for movies, he liked when the radio played. & when a song came on, you would hum to it & it just made him fall asleep easier. He really loved your voice.

He likes the massages you give him on his hands, since he is a doctor & he is always using his hands. They felt so sore, so he really loved it when you gave him those.

But what he really adored is when you tried to make him laugh with your corny jokes or sarcastic comments. A side you showed that made him fall in love with you when you first met.

📖 Johan Liebert:

It shouldn't be a surprise that he doesn't eat as much. But if you begged him to just eat at least one bite of the butter drenched toast, he would. & not because he was annoyed by your enthusiasm, but because it did really look tasty. Most of the time though, he either doesn't fill himself up or he would just drink the tea you made.

Since he isn't a fan of touch, although he didn't seem bothered by it at points, he did allow you to give him head massages. & shockingly, he actually fell asleep on you.

Hugs & nothing more are the only thing he really likes from you. Plus, he doesn't want to make you sick. But he promised when he got better, perhaps just one cheek peck would be okay. Either then that, hugs are really the deal.

Johan doesn't really like television & the radio, so reading would be the best choice. Sometimes he would read with you or he would ask you to read to him. The second part is mainly what he wants. He really adores your voice.

Johan, again, is not fond of physical contact, so it would be kind of hard to give him a massage. But if he did want one at some point, giving him a back rub wouldn't hurt, would it? (by the way, with his clothes on >.<)

Really the only thing he likes though, that you do when he is sick, is just giving him words of affection. It not only makes him feel good, but also makes him smile brighter.

🌸 Nina Fortner

Nina would accept anything you would give her. Even though she's lost her taste & is disappointed she can't enjoy your meals, she will just smile big & wide because she's grateful that you're even cooking for her. Oh yeah, she likes when you feed her. ;3

Nina loves your head pats, but she tries her best not to fall asleep because she really wants to talk to you all day. But sometime later, it would be her giving you the head pats. XD

Nina adores your warm kisses, but she is sometimes worried that she would make you sick, so she tries to avoid them as much as possible just to protect you. She prefers cuddles around this time until she gets better. Then, she will kiss your face a bunch of times with a big smile!

Movies are Nina's favorite! She would watch them nonstop while she either played with your hair or you played with hers. You would even have to stop her from eating snacks she wasn't supposed to eat until after she was done being ill. But she'd just brush it off & say she was just "fine". Yeah...you had to clean up after her after that...

Belly rubs are a great deal for her. After a stomach ache, she would love tummy massages to ease her pain. She would giggle a lot if it tickled. "You're bringing the old me back, Y/N!" & she would just not stop laughing.

But what Nina really loved the most was when you came up with many ideas for activities for her to do if she was bored. & one of them was when you guys had a PvP battle in board games. She would win endlessly. XD

I will publish the other part some time, but I hope you liked these. I decided to use the same six scenarios for each character & will likely do the same for others, but will change up the scenarios a bit. So sorry if it was repeating the same things. ^///^

I was inspired by @malware-180 with her fic & a few of their others. She's an amazing writer & you should check out her stories! <3

& I hope you didn't mind if I incorporated some ideas! :D

[askbloatedbellyblog]

Hii! I just saw your genshin tier list, I noticed that there is no fontaine characters, what do you think wriothesley’s tier would be?

You're right, it hasn't been updated since before Fontaine. I'll have to ruminate a bit more on where I'd put them officially but I think so far Lyney would be the only SS tier burper in Fontaine. Then probably Wriothesley and Freminet would be S. And Neuvillette would probably be A tier (entirely that high because of some pretty great art).

Granted this may change as I'm behind and haven't done his character quest yet but this is how I see it so far. I do think that Wriothesley is a big eater in general, though especially of anyone in the Fortress. I'm of two minds here, where he'd either try to have more manners as he's well regarded and slightly elevated in esteem in the prison, but I also can very easily see him wanting to be more on a regular occupants level and to be more approachable so he drops the facade when he wants to. I could see him burping when palling around with other prisoners when drinking alcohol or Fonta (since it literally does nothing but be carbonated and he has high opinions on what it should look and taste like) or he's having to chug water or special rehydrating Fonta during a break in the middle of a Pankration match. Just burp softly before he's going to fight again.

There is the interesting thought thanks to this fantastic comic. Sigewinne, like the other Melusine, doesn't quite understand humans or customs, nor their food. So it's very likely that she may view burps as a sign of satisfaction and health, though may even misunderstand their meaning from their types. It may have even cultivated a culture of burps being acceptable since she watches EVERYONE.

So burping is taken as a sign of good health and good food like it is in some cultures, so when people are well fed like Wriothesley, he'll let out large epic belches to show how stuffed he is. Now she might keep overfeeding him and he's having smaller burps during his meals because he's trying to force himself to eat more, but I could see him patting his bloated belly and letting out an epic belch to show it was a good meal.

The only issue is that Sigewinne may not understand different types of burps, just like she doesn't understand that some foods aren't good for humans. So when she makes others or Wriothesley eat food that disagrees with them, they have a bad stomach gurgle and let out a sickly wet belch as they try to keep down the Melusine food. Those days, Wrio is probably just spending all day burping, rubbing his bloated belly trying to get it to settle. He leans heavily on ginger and lemon tea to try to feel better.

EDIT: You know what, an addendum. I very much forgot about the Fonta Cup.

You can fill it up once you win it and it's very much hinted at that Wriothesley has won it before. He's definitely the type that would win that and have it filled and used as a cup for a while. Despite the disclaimer on it filled, I can very much see Wrio winning and in the moment, just absolutely chugging down the entire contents of the Fonta Cup, his abs swelling out as extra Fonta dribbles down his face and chest and then just letting an absolutely monster burp before cheering and raising it above his head to celebrate winning. He's one of the "few that could swallow the contents in a single swig" and just chug it down. But that gas definitely builds up and he fights it as the carbonation tickles his throat and nose until he finally releases it. Honestly I could see many others in the prison actually praising and cheering him on when he does too.

There is the thought along with that there there is A) Wriotheley has a reputation of being a beast of a burper or B) It's the cause of another mystery of Meropide where there loud noises or moans late at night that no one can explain but they find out the truth that it's actually Wrio burping loud and groaning from eating too much.

[giggly-squiggily]

Stardust Crusaders Tickle Headcanons

Heyo everyone! So recently I’ve been really into Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure; so much so I’ve been thinking about making headcanons for the squad. This show was a blast, and I absolutely loved the characters!

Here we go! :D

Jotaro Kujo

-Stoic grumpy man: he’s the second most ticklish person in the crusaders.

- I think he’s a switch? Leans more towards the lee side, but that’s only because he doesn’t engage in tickle fights unless he’s either challenged or annoyed (so basically- if he get’s annoyed with Kakyoin and Polnareff’s antics). He’s pretty indifferent to tickling but will not like it if he’s in a bad mood.

- He’s got a really bad tickle spot on the middle of his rib cage that without fail will absolutely break any resistance he has. His neck and shoulders are also pretty sensitive- especially around the star birthmark.

- He’s got a gruff, shaky laugh that gradually grows into deep rich laughter. He’s one of those people who will absolutely curse you out- might even use Star Platinum to move you out of the way (if your Kakyoin or Ponlareff- prepare to fly. If your his S/O- it’s more a gentle lift and plop into a nearby chair/bed)

- That said if you have a stand and tickle Star Platinum with it (who loves being tickled- I’m calling it like it is) Jotaro’s doomed. Try to have some mercy on the guy.

- As a ler? Pure evil. No joke, this man is the devil if pushed. Completely merciless, he’ll happily use Star Platinum to hold down his targets while he destroys them with tickles. You know Star’s “Ora Ora” attack? He’ll do that but instead of punches it’s relentless tickles and mayhem. He’ll stop- eventually.

Joseph Jostar

- Canonically ticklish.

- This man is a Ler leaning switch; he just RADIATES tickle monster energy! It doesn’t matter if it’s his daughter, grandson- the other Crusaders, his S/O; he’s gonna getcha!

- He’s sensitive pretty much everywhere, but especially his back and sides. His laugh is a mix of “OH MY GOD!”s and wheezy grandpa snorts and giggles that make him seem younger. He tends to yell a lot while laughing but rest assure he’s not dying- just really ticklish.

- Unlike Jotaro, he won’t use his Stand in tickle fights- Hermit Purple is great in theory but also spiny, so he doesn’t want to risk hurting anyone with it. (Eventually he realizes the Stand won’t actually cut anyone- when this happens he has a new weapon of disposal but won’t use it unless his target is comfortable with it) Also it’s a pride thing: He’s a firm believer in “I can get you pinned and tickled within a matter of minutes!” So far he’s yet to be proven wrong.

- The goofiest ler ever- he’s a big talker and teaser, using every technique in the book (and within your comfort level) to bring out the cutest giggles and laughs! While he won’t bring his stand to the fight, he’ll gladly bring Avdol or Polnareff with him (”The more muscle the better”) One time he even brought Iggy- this backfired tremendously when said dog stole his prosthetic hand.

- He’ll reminisces a lot while tickling someone; be it about a memory from years back or something that happened literally five minutes ago. He’s fully aware of what he’s doing and often pulls the “Hey remember this thing from literally seconds ago” just to drive people nuts. “Oi, Jotaro! Weren’t you ticklish along here when you were a kid?” “Oh, I think I just remembered- you can’t stand having your hips tickled, huh Avdol?” “What? I’m not that old, Kakyoin! I just remembered something the other day- come here!” No one is safe!

Muhammad Avdol

- You know those people who can turn on and off their ticklishness? Avdol is one of those people. If he knows the tickles are coming he can go full Gargoyle and block it out- much to the annoyance of the others. So far the only person this hasn’t worked on is Joseph- the man is just too good at finding tickle spots!

- Speaking of; Avdol’s neck and shoulders are pretty ticklish! Gentle traces there when he’s not prepared will leave him twitching and giggling like a child. If you really want to get him, go for his hips. This man will plead in Arabic for mercy and it’s the cutest thing in the world.

- I’d say Advol is a fairly strong ler. With his gargoyle-like resistance and experience with Joseph’s shenanigans, he’s proven to be a fearsome foe in tickle wars. He doesn’t even need to do anything fancy- he just reaches out and starts tickling whomever dared to face him. Usually it’s either Polnareff or Kakyoin, but occasionally he’ll tickle Jotaro if the younger man seems particularly moody.

-He doesn’t use his stand during tickle fights (not that he really needs to). Magician’s Red is pretty hot, and the last thing he wants to do is accidentally burn someone. He prefers to keep it traditional with his own tickle endeavors.

- Not much of a tease- prefers to just have general conversation with his targets while tickling them. “Mr. Joestar, it’s important we- Kakyoin hush I’m speaking- take our time resting when we can. You never know when- have you always been ticklish here?- the next stand user is going to strike.” Just continuing on his chat while bringing his targets to their tickly demise.

Noriaki Kakyoin 

- Most ticklish Crusader hands down. This man is WEAK to just about anything tickle related. The type that just crumbles to ghost tickles.

- Despite this he’s a true switch and the primary catalyst for most tickle fights. He’s got no shame and will happily attack the others (especially Jotaro) even if it means certain death. 

- Worst spots are his legs (credit to the wonderful @/ticklishfanart) Anything from the tip of his toes to the tops of his thighs are incredibly sensitive. Squeezes, scribbles, prods- it will all work wonders on wrecking our cherry loving dork! He’s also ticklish on his ribs and stomach, but his legs really are the best place to go if you want to break him down.

- Crazy laugh (I’m so sorry) Just like the anime. It’s ridiculously contagious and borderline alarming when you first hear it. If you point it out while tickling him he’ll laugh harder, and it get’s even more crazy sounding. It’s one of the few things that will get Jotaro and Polnareff laughing without fail. At some point he even made a dolphin like shriek that nearly killed the other’s right then and there with how funny it sounded.

- The OG of using his Stand for tickle fights. He will break out Hierophant green for just about anything- be it to hold down his targets or throw them off completely. This backfires immensely if the others decide to gang up on him (Which they do) but if it’s a one on one fight, Kakyoin will cheat and break out his stand.

- Him and Polnareff are Team Tickle Monster, but the French man is the only person Kakyoin can never get the advantage over. Polnareff is simply too powerful- he knows all of the redhead’s tricks!

Jean Pierre Polnareff

- The muscle of Team Tickle Monster- this man is a menace when paired off with others. Polnareff loves making people laugh, and in turn loves to laugh; so tickle fights are as natural as breathing for him.

- He’s ticklish along his chest, armpits and waist. Maybe even his ears? I can see him having really sensitive ears :D. He’s someone that you’d think would be incredibly weak to hard tickles with all those muscle, but if anything he prefers the lighter ones. Running your hands along his chest, poking his sides: all these things will make him utterly weak in the knees.

- Squeals in French, squeals in French, SQUEALS IN FRENCH! It’s usually a sign he’s close to his limit if he’s squeaking out his native tongue while getting wrecked. He has a really squeaky laugh that’s borderline mouse-like! While not as contagious as Kakyoin’s dolphin fits, it’s still really funny and endearing to listen to!

- Using Stands in tickle fights? You already know it! He’s not above breaking out Silver Chariot to cause mischief- blunting the tip of the sword to randomly poke and prod whomever he’s tickling (Think Tom and Jerry ala this scene) He’s mainly due it to Kakyoin and Joseph- the few times he did it to Jotaro he nearly lost his head. If he’s not using his Stand he’ll happily grab whomever’s in reach and bring them to their tickly doom!

- Such a tease, oh my god! He’ll do the whole “Coochie coo” thing and baby talk, but if your not comfortable with that he’ll adjust to whatever teasing style you prefer (if any at all- if teasing isn’t your thing he’ll just compliment you until your red in the face). He’ll sing praises about your laugh and how he could listen to it all day. He’s also not above tickling to get silly information out of someone (This is how he found out about Jotakak), so be ready if you choose to hide something from him!

Thanks for reading! :D

[boytickler35]

Teen Wolf Tickle Monster

“We’ve been out here for forty minutes and seen nothing, let's go back while it’s still light out.”

“Just a few more minutes, I’m sure something is out here.”

“Which brings us back to the all important question of why are we out here looking for it!”

Scott looks at him with those big, stupid puppy dog eyes and replies, “It could be dangerous.”

“All the more reason to not go looking for it!”

“But someone could get hurt.”

“And right now we’re acting like horror movie characters who want to die.”

“See? Even Isaac is on my side.”

A snort, “I’m on any side that doesn’t involve looking for potential monsters.”

Scott pauses at the mouth of a cave and says, “I really just have a bad feeling. I’ll check out this cave and then we can head back.”

As the other boy squeezes past the rocks into the mouth Stiles replies, “This is like going into the proverbial graveyard Scott. Let’s leave before we find anything.”

Isaac chimes in helpfully, “I’ve been enjoying nothing trying to kill me for a few weeks.”

Not dissuaded, Scott disappears into the blackness and he calls after the other boy, “If you’re not out in five minutes we’re leaving.”

A moment of silence and he asks, “Do you feel anything?”

Isaac shrugs, “No but Scott is better at this than me anyway.”

He huffs and taps his foot impatiently, checking the time on his phone and grumbling about it being dark before they get back. Isaac helpfully replies he’ll hold his hand and keep him from getting lost.

A yell from in the cave gets his heart pounding and Isaac is already sliding into the cave.

“Scott?” They yell in unison. He squeezes in after Isaac.

It’s surprisingly not pitch black, dark sure, but not as much as it should be. A hand on his shoulder and he can make out the length of Isaac’s arm pointing towards a faint glow.

Wordlessly they continue on, afraid of what they’ll find.

It gets brighter and brighter and they can hear sounds from further in. It isn’t clear what until they’re closer and then it doesn’t make any sense.

Laughter.

He glances at Isaac in the semi light who shrugs and they keep going, the tunnel opens into a large cavern the light source from early revealed to be a glowing pool of water. The laughter persists, Scott’s he’d know it anywhere.

Next to him Isaac whispers a soft, “Damn.”

Damn is about right Scott is being held up by several long, thick tentacles coming from the pool of water. They don’t seem to be doing anything, just waving him around a toy. Laughter bubbles out of Scott not all the time but consistently.

“What is that?” Isaac sounds as confused as he feels.

“I have no idea.” And then he fishes out his phone, “But I might be able to find out.” He flicks it on and pulls up the semi translated Bestiary. “Keep it busy.”

Isaac looks over and replies dryly, “Scott seems to be doing that on his own.”

“GuEHAheysHeHELP!”

He looks up to see Scott looking at them and apparently clueing...whatever that thing is in on them being there. Great.

With a heavy sigh Isaac replies, “I’ll keep it busy.”

A long thick tentacle comes for them and Isaac swats it away moving out into the cavern.

He turns his attention back to the pages, skimming through them as fast as he can, Kenima, no; were-beast, no: ghoul, no-

“BHEHeCahahrEhafulItSthahapSYoHouRpOwers!”

“What?”

Huh, stops powers, that narrows this down a little.

“OooF!”

He looks back to see Isaac, not as a wolf...no fuzzy sideburns.

“It stops your powers Isaac.” He tries to keep the exasperation out of his voice as Isaac tries to dodge the tentacles swinging at him.

“Hurry up Stiles.” Isaac sounds a little winded but he doesn’t have time to look up.

“Give me details, what can it do.”

“How many tentacled monsters are in there?” Now the other boy sounds frustrated.

“There’re about ten. Give me details!” He risks a glance up but is relieved to find Isaac managing to stay one step ahead of the tentacles that keep reaching for him. No wonder he sounds tired, that probably sucks.

Isaac grumbles but Scott laughs something out but it takes him several moments to figure it out. When he does it explains a lot and also basically nothing.

Tickling.

Weird but that should narrow it down a little. How many things in here can tickle and stop powers, and has tentacles?

Turns out more than one which is frustrating.

“WahHAtchOuAHuT!”

Scott yells something Stiles’s brain takes a moment to unscramble into ‘watch out’ which is followed by a yelp and turns to see Isaac, flat on his ass, trying to scramble away from a tentacle.

“What the hell Scott? Why did it throw your shoe at me!?”

Stiles rolls his eyes and replies, “Probably cause it can. Get up, Isaac.”

Too late for that. One of the tentacles has already grabbed Isaac and hoisted him off the ground. Well shit. This just got harder.

“Hey leave my sneakers on, I need those! And that’s my favorite shirt!”

He looks up to see Isaac getting stripped by the monster, socks, sneakers and shirt are flung carelessly.

“Stiles what is this thing!”

Scott chimes in, apparently getting a break, his breathing is ragged but he isn’t laughing so it’s easier to understand, “It’s a tickle monster.”

“So a liquid that blocks shapeshifting and a tickle monster.” He muses as he searches through another few pages. “It can’t be that dangerous right? It’s just tickling.”

Apparently Isaac in no way wants to be tickled and is squirming a hell of a lot, grunting and trying to get free but with no success. He does interrupt his apparently pointless efforts to say, “I really don’t want to find out.”

He sounds panicked and Stile can’t help but snipe, “Is the big bad wolf afraid of a little tickling?”

“I don’t see you coming out.”

“My talents lie elsewhere, like reading.”

If Isaac was going to reply it’s cut off by a squeak and then giggles. Scott follows a moment later, he glances up to see dozens of slimmer tentacles, maybe the thickness of pencils, rising from the pool, glistening in the bioluminescent. He can’t say it isn’t entertaining to watch Scott and Isaac, both of who can pick up cars if they want, laughing like little boys. He’s glad it isn’t him, but part of him can’t help but feel a little vindication. He’s spent the better part of a year watching his best friend get to do amazing things and drag him along for all the terror, it’s nice to watch him helpless but probably safe.

He can see the tentacle dragging themselves along Scott’s upper body and poking into his belly button and under his arms, meanwhile the monster doesn’t seem to like Isaac much and is holding him upside down while a couple of the little tentacles floss between his toes. Both are completely helpless against it, laughing madly and trying to talk, probably telling him to hurry up.

He can’t watch forever though, and turns back to his phone skimming the passages. Before finally finding a promising one:

Monstrum Titillationem: Shape and size will vary ranging from humanoid to squid like, insectoid to gelatinous. Not dangerous but not pleasant, these creatures are rather peculiar, spending long amounts of time hibernating only to wake up hungry. All varieties seem to feed on laughter but it appears that most find supernatural beings satisfying. They will tickle to produce the laughter, but werekin, banshees, kanima, and all other varieties, do not produce satisfying laughter to them. The Monstrum Titillationem secretes a chemical substance that prevents supernatural beings from accessing their power, trapping them in their human forms. The ooze appears to have the effect of softening and moisturizing skin and removing calluses, leaving it more susceptible to the touch. According to our observations, it will secrete the ooze on both humans and non humans but in vastly different quantities, keeping up a continual amount of it on non humans but only administering once to humans.

We suspect the production of this ooze consumes as much energy as the laughter feeds it causing these meals to not be satisfying. It can prove lethal to these beings as it may continue to try feeding on them but not gain enough nutrients to sustain itself and cause the subject being tickled to perish for want of water. We have tried gaining access to this ooze but have found ourselves unable to as it does not secrete enough against humans for us to justify the risk of collecting it.

“STIHhIheLeS!”

He groans. Of course Scott would find something like this and drag him and Isaac along for the ride. He looks down at his track sneakers, wiggling his toes in them. Honestly, the stuff he does for Scott.

He tugs off both sneakers and then his socks, balling them up in the sneakers and sets his phone down, he pulls off his shirt too and sets it over the top, he isn’t searching through a cave for them later.

The ground is surprisingly soft underfoot, sandy and cool. He moves towards the pool of water, ignoring the other two boys yelling at him, or trying at least. The monster doesn’t lunge for him and he thinks that maybe it’s confused as to what he’s doing, which is fair cause honestly, same. He takes a seat on the sand, puts his feet out in front of him and yells,

“Come and get it!”

It doesn’t need more invitation, several tentacles surge from the pool of water and there’s no going back. They scoop him up right away and are surprisingly warm to the touch.

And wet. It must be the ooze the bestiary talked about. Thin tentacles come up to join the big ones, they start sliding across his body, covering it in the ooze and getting him to giggle. He hasn’t been tickled in a long time, not since before Mom died when she and Dad would gang up on him and hold him down and tickle him silly.

This isn’t like that at all, the tentacles tickle like mad, but the ooze… he can feel it warming his skin and he thinks he can feel his nerve endings coming to the surface in response! Several appendages start tickling in earnest once his whole upper body is covered in the stuff. Watching it done to Scott and Isaac was one thing, experiencing it is something else. The tentacles rove over his chest and belly, sides, sometimes even into his underarms.

It feels like an eternity of it, the tentacles are like fingers, able to target the nooks and crannies of his body with devastating effects and he finds himself tearing up from the overload. He thinks it’s getting worse too. His sides were never ticklish, not when he was little, and not as he got older but now they are. He can’t tell if it’s his imagination or not.

It seems like the tentacles take time to tickle every rib, make as many passes over his belly and sometimes poke into his belly button, and some of the thicker one even manage to squeeze his sides a few times. With his arms wrapped together over his head, he can’t even try to protect himself even though his body is struggling to try.

And then there’s a shift. He’s been so distracted by what was happening above his waist, he didn’t realize his feet have been standing on one very thick tentacle, with the ooze coating his soles and getting between his toes and slowly warming them the same as the rest of his body suffered through tickling.

Apparently this monster is now ready to start in with them and he’s been dreading this moment since he stripped off his socks and sneakers. He knows his feet are ticklish, they always were when he was a kid but even now as a teen, he’s accidently tickled himself before, walking barefoot on grass or on a carpet at Scott’s house.

There’s a squelching noise as the tentacles shift underfoot and he realizes with a mixture of repulsion and fear that his feet are warm, wet, and soon to be very tickled.

The good thing is that the anticipation doesn’t last long, the bad thing is it’s because the tickling starts. The tentacles drag across his soles but the worst is when they floss between his toes, pushing into the crevices between them no matter how he tries to keep them out.

He laughs like a mad man. Scott and Isaac are too.

He thinks the monster is learning too, it makes more passes between his toes and into his belly button where he’s most ticklish. It’s a frightening thought, that the longer this goes on, the more efficient a tickler the monster becomes. That isn’t a comforting thought but it’s one of the few that penetrates his head.

It feels like forever but then, all of a sudden, the tickling stops, and slowly he’s lowered to the ground, deposited on the sand, panting, his feet tingling, his whole body actually still tingling. For a few moments, he’s content to lie on the sand, facing the cavern’s ceiling.

Tickling sucks. That was miserable and he’s never, as long as he lives, getting tickled again. If Scott manages to find one of these again, he’d better hope he gets lucky because no way

Stiles is bailing him out again.

“Scott. I hate you.”

Maybe the most intelligent thing Isaac has ever said. “I second that.”

He props himself up on his elbows to look around. Isaac is still flat on his back, Scott is up like him. Both of their feet are pointed in his direction and both are glistening in the light, as is Scott’s upper body.

“Come on. It wasn’t that bad.” Scott tries to defend himself but Isaac shuts him down right away.

“Really? Then you can come back here and play with it again. Alone.”

Stiles pulls himself into a sitting position and pulls a foot up to examine his sole. A sickening thought occurring to him.

Scott is still trying in vain to deflect the blame. “I’m not saying I’d come back. Just that wasn’t as bad as it could have been.”

“It didn’t have to be anything. Next time you get a feeling, ignore it.”

He reaches out and pokes his sole, shivering a little as he does. Reaching out, he gives it a more through rub down no matter how much it sucks. Tickling isn’t exactly the right word, but it isn’t as far from it as he wants. He shivers again from the sensation. If these were any hands other than his own, he’d be laughing and that thought doesn’t make him happy. The foot is also smooth and soft, any dead or rough skin is gone, leaving them softer than before.

He looks at his hands, his palms had been growing calluses from his lacrosse stick but those aren’t nearly as hard as before and his hands didn’t even get a lot of the ooze on it. He stands up in time for Isaac to comment.

“Stiles agrees with me.”

He looks up in time to see Isaac look at him expectantly.

“Probably. Scottie, let me see your hands.”

He grabs the hands and checks them. Same deal.

“This ooze might have a permanent effect. It definitely has a long term one.”

It’s almost funny to watch the other two grab their own feet and look at them. It would be, if he hadn't just done it himself. Returning to pull his clothes back on he announces,

“Scott? Next time you have a feeling, Ignore it.”

His friend is blushed under his tan but nods, finally agreeing this is his fault.

They leave the cave and head home. He explains on the way what the bestiary said about the monster and then he and Isaac spend most of the time reminding Scott this is all his fault. It’s actually kind of funny and for once he feels a bond with Isaac, dealing with Scott together with someone will do that, he guesses.

Later that night, he wonders if he can convince Isaac to hold Scott down and tickle him a bit to see if the ooze really is permanent. If he phrases it as for science he probably can and it might be fun. He looks down at his feet and rubs them absently against the thin rug and shivers a little, quickly pulling them back. He rests one leg on his knee to examine his sole again. He didn’t exactly hate the tickling all things considering, it was intense, but being able to open up and laugh for no reason was pretty nice after all the running for his life.

He supposes maybe he could let Isaac or Scott test on him… maybe if he’s feeling generous. It could be fun.

[cantsaythetword]

TickleTober Day 8: Haunted House

~A/N  - I thought of this fic for day 8 pretty much immediately after creating the prompt list so I'm super hyped for you guys to read it! It's kind of an avengers fic but mostly centered around Peter being the lee.

- Enoy! ~

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Rotten floorboards, creaky hinges, musty smells and the screams of patrons. All part of the joyful experience of a haunted house. There's something rather amusing about the fact that it's safe. There's literally nothing that can hurt anyone (unless there's a particularly jumpy customer who just so happens to take a swing when they get spooked).

And yet there's still something so ominous about them. Something that evokes such primal fear but we can't get enough of it. Peter, Steve, and Bucky were three such adrenaline junkies. Well...

At least Steve and Bucky were.

The youngest of the group was less than pleased with the activity they had chosen for the day. Peter scared easily and he scared BAD.

With the various 'KEEP OUT' or 'DANGER' posters plastered next to the queue, or the repeating signs warning pregnant people or those with heart conditions to avoid the experience, his nerves certainly weren't at ease.

They entered the doorway, instantly hit with a blast of cold air. Goosebumps rippling down their backs, and without even a moment to recover from the deep chill, a violent groan echoed from behind them and two hands reached to grab at the three.

Peter let out a squeal, collapsing in on himself in the clutches of a blood-soaked zombie. Bucky shrieked at the sight, with Steve locking his eyes on the young boy to make sure he was ok.

Instead of the expected wide-eyed traumatized look, Peter had a blush across his face and a smile teasing at the corners of his lips.

The zombie, slightly breaking character after being half-squished by a small superhero, let out another moan. Reaching his hands out to grab at Peter when-

"Nohoho wahahait!" Peter giggled.

The zombie cracked, breaking into a grin.

"Ticklish, huh?" He teased in a very human voice for the costuming (which, if Peter was completely honest, was more odd than the makeup itself).

"Nohoho..."

"Oh he's super ticklish." Bucky teased, tweaking Peter's side sending the boy into adorable giggles. "Give it a try! It's great fun."

"Buhuhucky stahahap!" Peter pleaded, doing his best to hide his face. "This was supposed to be scahahary!"

"Oh there's nothing scarier in a haunted house than a tickle monster!" The zombie smirked, clawing at the kid's ribs and massaging under his armpits.

"STAHAHAHAP!"

"But isn't this better than being scared Pete?" Steve chuckled. "At least you're having fun!"

"LEHEAVE ME ALOHOHONE!"

"It's in my nature buddy!" Zombie man laughed, letting his fingers gentle spider around his ears. "I want braiiiiiiiiins!"

It was an odd sight, watching Spiderman get tickled to pieces by a zombie while captain America and the winter soldier watched. And Peter wasn't escaping any time soon.

[onebluebookworm]

Ranking Books I Read in 2022: 25-21

25. Plunge - Joe Hill

What I Liked: A very scary concept, very well executed. The nods to The Thing tickled my horror funny bone. I was legit sad when any character died (which doesn’t seem like a flex, but any fan of horror knows that’s a triumph in itself). What I Didn’t Like: Cosmic horror always treads a fine line of being too incomprehensible for me, and there were moments that this nearly fell into that. It didn’t, but there are times when my eyes glazed over. Final thoughts: Joe Hill has found his niche in horror comics and I hope he never stops. TW body horror.

24. Beasts of Burden: Animal Rites - Evan Dorkin

What I Liked: An awesome concept with some great stories. A few of these stories tugged at my heartstrings. Fun action and adventure. What I Didn’t Like: Some pacing issues. Not all of the characters are identified by name right away, so I had a hard time telling everyone apart. Final thoughts: A great introduction to what promises to be an awesome series. TW animal abuse and animal death.

23. Severed - Scott Snyder

What I Liked: Amazingly spooky. Legitimately made me feel uneasy several time. A very cool idea for a monster. What I Didn’t Like: Why did Sam have to die, huh?! Final thoughts: A great, quick scary short story.

22. Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy - Rey Tercerio

What I Liked: They didn’t senselessly kill Beth, yay! An interesting way to add more diversity by making the March’s a blended family. Jo being a lesbian is the best way to avoid the shipping nonsense of the original book. Laurie and his grandpa are actually adorable? What I Didn’t Like: Amy was slightly too bratty for me to enjoy, but I know that’s the point of her character so I can’t really complain. Beth was also still kinda blej, but at least I liked her enough to be compelled by her story. Final thoughts: It takes something special for me to actually enjoy Little Women, and I think this book accomplished that.

21. Rain - Joe Hill

What I Liked: Another incredibly interesting, original idea. Honeysuckle is a badass and I love her. What I Didn’t Like: The same problem with Plunge - I didn’t want certain characters to die and they did and it tore me asunder. Final thoughts: Even better than Plunge. TW homophobia and racism.

[annikuh]

OK here's some thoughts about Jax, based on a lore dump that my partner, george--the GM of the game i play(ed) Jax in--gave me last night. Jax fans, get hype.

new nepherit, Necromancer, Jax, and Syvis discussions, and a more in depth convo about Panathir, who i haven't really talked about yet enclosed :3

1. The nepherits are, on all levels except physical, clones of The Necromancer. Each one has a piece of his soul in them.

You KNOW this tickled me. The implications are bananas. The nepherits hate The Nec enough to kill him, yet they still are inherently him, whether they want to be or not. Jax does NOT like being a nepherit (neither does most other ones probably), so they already have so much disdain for The Nec for creating them, but knowing that they are The Nec? Horrifying.

2. Jax is a v2 of Panathir.

Idk if I've actually really talked about Panathir (PAN-uh-theer), but he's another nepherit that is a big antagonist in the game canon. He's angry and violent and self-loathing, and aspires to get revenge on everyone who has discriminated against him for being a nepherit--pretty much everyone. He's stupidly powerful.

So, according to George, Panathir and Jax are two halves of the same nepherit. Panathir came first and Jax was a 2.0 version of him, which is why they are such good character foils of each other. The two were made early on, and I think that The Nec didn't think that Panathir was good enough to stand alone, but was good enough to keep around, so he made Jax to compensate. They are the only two nepherits that are like this.

Panathir's big thing with Jax, in their first battle in the game canon, was emphasizing that Jax is just like him, with the same rage within them, so it's stupid for Jax to condemn him and pretend like they aren't terrible too. This is something that Jax kind of knows. They know that they have the same desire to kill and get revenge and rage and hatred and everything like that that Panathir does, but they still want to be better than that. They don't want to exist like he does, but he's a terrible reminder of who they know they are. They were stern in their belief that he sucks, and they absolutely kicked his ass in that battle (though he escaped before they could off him, which they really wanted to do, since he was literally torturing people by pulling their souls in and out of their bodies while they were still alive, then just ripping them out and letting the bodies fall without taking the bodies; evil and not great rep lol). However, having to look him in the eye and see the worst of themself reflected back at them really fucked them up.

I think that, despite being created to be better than him, they definitely feel weaker than him. Their relationship is very psychologically and emotionally abusive and toxic, with Jax being told that they're evil and vile and just pretending that they aren't ("it's pathetic that you're trying to pretend not to be a monster just to appease people who will always hate you"), but they're so inherently enmeshed that they can't really escape him.

George did say that he planned for Panathir to eventually become an ally, which I really wanted to happen. Jax thinks that they can help Panathir move on and become a better person. They want this, not only because they are so self-conscious about how nepherits are viewed and how Panathir is giving them all a bad name, but because--for some reason that they aren't consciously aware of--they really care about helping him.

However, even when he becomes an ally, he's still a constant reminder that Jax is inherently bad. They know they are, but they hate to be reminded of it, and it really takes a toll on them constantly.

3. I don't know how to summarize this, but Panathir basically made up nearly every religion and god on the planet and forgot about it.

So, in the game, there's this thing called Nothing, and all of the legends about it make it seem very similar to the apocalypse. One of the major gods, Fa'ru, apparently fought against Nothing, and there is a prophesized warrior that will defeat Nothing (which is one of Jax's party members). However, Nothing is not real. Panathir entirely made it up, along with Fa'ru and all of the other major gods, but people believed so deeply that the gods and Nothing are real that they eventually became mainstream beliefs. But, because nepherits have a normal memory capability, Panathir totally forgot that he made this up.

George said that he planned for the party to eventually find an actual god in the core of the planet while the planet was actually going thru an apocalypse, who would reveal to Panathir that he did make this up and restore his memory about this and provide him with all of the power that people have given these myths over the eons they've existed. This would prompt Panathir to go on a complete power trip and revert back to all his evil shit, reveal all of this to Jax, and try to convince them to give into their true nature and join him in destroying everyone.

This shit is fucking wild and really destroyed me. Jax has so much religious trauma and has consistently begged the gods to help them and care about them like they care about everyone else. They feel like the gods look at them with disgust because they have no souls and were created by pure evil--they weren't made in their image, so they aren't worth the gods' time. They have spent so many nights screaming into the sky for the gods to care for them and love them and ripping gashes into their skin from the pain that they feel.

It must be fucking bizarre to learn that this person who is already such an intimidating and abusive presence in their life created these gods that they've spent so much time praying to and begging for love. These gods aren't real. They've been crying to fictional characters that Panathir--this intimidating, abusive presence in their existence--created, once more putting him on a pedestal above them and making them feel less than.

I don't know if I'm explaining this well at all, but this kind of trauma is so present in their history that it is insane that they've been wasting hundreds and thousands of years looking for acceptance from gods Panathir made up. Such a waste of time, such a waste of energy. It must be fucking crushing. It certainly crushed me!

It must suck too for Jax to put so much effort into rehabilitating Panathir, just to watch him drop all of it so easily and revert back to his old habits and feelings. Not just because it feels like a failure, but because it reminds them that all of the work they had done on themself could be erased at the drop of the hat because of their nature. Horrific. So scary.

I have so much more that I want to explore with the two of them, it's insane.

4. Syvis is resurrected.

George said that one of the other party members really wanted to eventually resurrect all of the elves. When she did, it would end up killing an equal amount of living people. He assumed she would ditch this idea and let the elves lay dead once she saw so many people dying around her, but Syvis would be able to stay out of the power of love or sumn. (lots of these ideas were planned to come to fruition years from now so its a little loose LOL).

Iiiiiiiii hate this I think. Would it be fuckin incredible to have Syvis back? Yes of COURSE, but what kind of life would she be living? She'd be the only elf in the world, all of her friends and family would still be dead. All she would have is Jax, who would absolutely feel super insecure and indebted to her to make sure that they're everything she needs, even though obviously they can't be. I feel like eventually she'd be miserable and lonely and Jax wouldn't be able to do anything about it. It would be adorable to have them stay together, but it's just not fair to either of them for that to happen. So I"m deffo not keeping this in my personal canon LMAO

I do regret that this whole thing didn't happen in game because there is so much possibility for Jax and this party member to have conflict bc yknow, who tf is she to do this? She doesn't know the elves like Jax does. She has no right to do this. She has no forethought about the consequences of doing this. I think it would be very interesting to explore but oh well.

Final thoughts ig LMAO

Ok overall I'm a big fan of a lot of this stuff. I love that I get so much personal freedom with all of this now, even though I would've loved to do it in-game. But now I can futz around with it as much as I want and nobody can tell me that "pajama" isn't an elven word LMAOOO

I'll probbo update my character lore post at some point once i smooth more of this out, so i'll let everyone know when i do. & i'll probably add a section about Panathir, since he's become so important.

[tender-rosiey]

hi hi <3 it’s my first time requesting so i’m excited ! I was wondering if you could possibly do a comfort headcanon for gojo, megumi, and Itadori... like their s/o has been really down lately but they didn’t mention anything and continue smiling... until they get caught crying (you don’t have to include this part if you don’t want to !)

the characters knew it was a fake smile and crying made that clear so they try to like comfort/reassure them!

female s/o pls ^ !!

- mya :)

❥ JJK characters comforting s/o

❥— Includes Megumi, Itadori and Gojo

ᴀ/ɴ: I LOVE COMFORT SCENARIOS ALSO HI BBY <3 ; I am honored that you requested something from me, and I hope you like this 🥺💘

Gojo Satoru:

Gojo is observant

But he wanted to wait until you came to him and told him that you are bothered

It would show that you trusted him

However there are limits

If you are feeling down and acting like everything is alright

Then he will, with no hesitation, comfort you and make you smile once again.

He knew from the beginning there was something wrong. It was pretty obvious to him, those eyes that shined brighter than the sun when happy are hiding the rain it wanted to let out.

He wanted to see when and if you will come to him for comfort like you both do with each other, but you never did. In contrast, you actually went on with your day with fake smiles and reassurance. He had to confront you about it.

He never liked seeing you down.

So at the end of the day when you are both free with no distractions and no one to stop him from ditching his work for you, he approached your room and knocked on your door.

He heard sniffles and sobs that broke his heart, and that indicated that he had to talk to you now or you will sleep with grey clouds covering the sky of your mind. He opened the door and said your name unusually quiet “Y/N?..”

You slowly looked up to him with puffy eyes and quivering lips to which he neared towards your figure and cupped your cheek. “Angel, what has got you so sad?” He gently spoke and shifted you to be on his lap.

After explaining what has been troubling you to your lover, you watched him rubbing his chin in a thinking way then smirking. That smirk was then followed by you being tickled by him until you cried from laughter, not the sadness.

He peppered your face with kisses then asked with a smile “Feeling better?” He nuzzled your noses together and reminded you “you know you can always come to me when you are sad, right?” You nodded looking away.

But then you asked, “Satoru, how did you even know I was sad?” To which he straightened his posture proudly and took his blindfold off “Oh Y/N! My dear royal, my eyes see through anything-“ “so the great Gojo Satoru had to use superpowers to know that his lover is upset?”

“WHAT NO I CAN DO IT WITHOUT ANYTHING; WE BOTH KNOW I AM WONDERFUL AND AMAZING BOYFRIEND >:(“

By the end of his defense, you were laughing while he looked at you with love and adoration in his eyes. He swore before to protect you and this smile. For they have been some of the main things that made it easier for him.

Itadori Yuuji:

Itadori notices quickly when you are down

He will try to cheer you up before anything

And will ask if you are alright or not with concern swimming in his eyes

When you brush it off, he will be beside you the whole time as support

And when you can’t hold it anymore, he will still be there

Both of you are usually pretty energetic, or at least mix together well and can have lots of fun and smiles. Another reason to why he notices when you are down quite fast, to which he decided to try and cheer you up until you are comfortable with telling him.

He quoted movies, jokes and made a fool out of himself for the sake of your smile, for yes it came but still the blue in your eyes was evident. He got you what you liked of food and gifts and asked you if you are well only to be met by a ‘it’s nothing’.

“Well, I will stay by your side until you feel alright with telling me and even if you don’t, I will still be here for you.”

And he was true to his words, he kept by your side and whenever he had the chance to do something funny he did with no hesitation.

He figured maybe your favorite food would help as well as sometime alone so he kissed your forehead before going on his merry way to get you something that will fill your tummy with a luscious feeling.

Just as he was re-entering your room once again with a big smile, he was met by your shaking figure and your broken sobs that cause his heart to break. He despised seeing you sad; he put the food down slowly and made his way towards you.

He sat beside you hugging you slowly and rubbing your back. He helped you lay down on him and started whispering sweet nothings into your ear; “calm down babe, it will be alright, I promise.”

As well as reassuring you once again that he will be here for you always, some time passes by and he is still trying to sooth your troubled self and calm down your breathing and then he was met with soft snores coming from you and a peaceful look on your face.

Life has been overwhelming, you just needed to let out all what you have been bottling inside. Thankfully, he was there for you when you decided your breaking point and let your tears flow. He was always going to be there.

He never was letting you be vulnerable alone.

Fushiguro Megumi:

Another observant one, but silent with judgements

He is aware of your moods and when you are faking it or not

He will let you to sort things alone first, thinking you don’t want anyone to talk to you about it

But when he sees it’s gradually getting worst then he will check up on you as fast as he could

You balanced out the silence that he brought with himself, it made his day better every time he saw your smile and heard your voice. But today there was a difference in them, a difference that apparently only he took notice of.

Your smiles seemed forced, your voice was quivering or cracked mid-sentence, he didn’t like how you were barely holding yourself back from breaking down right then and there. Yet as much as he loathed it, he wanted you to try and solve the matters yourself.

He didn’t want you to think that he saw you as someone who can’t deal with their emotions and needed others for comfort. But no one said comfort from others is taboo, he just thought that you would prefer solving it alone.

Not to mention that you already were at your limit, if anyone were to talk to you about it you were to reach the pit point and he didn’t want others to see you in your weakness. However, his plan was foiled as your state kept getting worst and no positive changes were visible.

Right after his errand, he rushed to your room but his steps flattered as he was near your door in order not to jump scare you. He slowly opened it and went to you crouching in front of you, you were hugging your knees with tears falling like a never ending waterfall.

He held your hand tenderly then squeezed it softly. He wanted you to know you are not going through this alone, that he is there for you now and forever. He stroked your hair lovingly and said your name like a lullaby to make his presence known.

Perhaps his voice will be the one to defeat the monsters raiding your mind.

You snaked your arms around his torso and he pulled you closer to your chest and pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his hand never stopping it’s caress. He rocked your body against his own own gently until your sobs died out.

It was only you and him now.

“Color?”

It was a simple question, while yes most used it as a lewd question, you two used it to indicate your moods. When you muttered a soft ‘yellow..’ his heart rested assured, you were alright now.

Yes he was awkward with affection but if it was to make you feel better then all this awkwardness was all thrown out of the window. You are his priority at all times, he promised to protect you from everything.

Even if it was the wicked monsters of your mind.

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[softluci]

aggressive affection, i think

(part two here!)

[ @yourlocalsinnamonroll​ (hi!) sent me an ask to do more gen z headcanons and i started working on something for her, except it isn’t actually a set of headcanons, but rather a really long...one-shot? but anyway, i thought of actual headcanons that i can share now, so i can return to my ROOTS hopefully this will do in the meantime. ]

i’m not sure if this is something unique to younger people, but i am one hundred percent sure that younger people do it a lot, just going off of the behavior of my friends and i. (i’m gonna tell you now that this isn’t entirely sfw, so minors dni please and thank u)

but i’ve found that it’s pretty common for friends to be, like, aggressively affectionate with one another, for lack of a better phrase. if not aggressively affectionate, then just really flirtatious, often for no reason, and it is still meant entirely in a platonic sense. some examples of this that i have experienced include, but are not limited to:

“i’m gonna eat you,” “do u wanna make out,” “just remember, no matter WHAT happens, i will ALWAYS wanna make out with you,”  “i have literally wanted to fuck all of you at some point,” “let’s have sex,” “stfu before i kiss you,” [points to lap] “is this seat taken?” “every day i’m like, ‘wow, [name] is so cool, we should make out,’” and so on and so forth.

so you can imagine the fun i’m about to have.

lucifer

“blindsided,” does not even begin to describe what you’ve done to this man. while his recovery time was quick, he was still so, so confused. 

all he said was, “you look nice today,” why did you threaten to kiss him? was that even a threat? 

he doesn’t know because you said, “stop before you get kissed on the mouth,” but it doesn’t matter because you failed to consider that he is obsessed with you in dire need of a kiss on the mouth, and you, silly thing that you are, just provided conditions under which he can get one. 

that said, have fun trying to explain to this man that you were joking while he’s holding you against him with the most smug look on his dumb little face. if you don’t wanna kiss him, okay, but by the time he feels like letting you go, your face is gonna be scorching and you will have properly learned not to do that again. unless you enjoyed yourself, in which case—

by the way, if you believe in a higher power, you had better pray he doesn’t do this to you because now that you’ve planted the idea in his villainous little brain, he’s just biding his time. so the next time you compliment him innocently, and he says, “be quiet before i kiss you,” like the monster he is, assert your dominance by kissing him first, it’s the only way to maintain your dignity. 

mammon

why would you do that to him. he is literally in love with you, you can’t be doing this. he knows he’s an attractive person, but you can’t tell him that, and you especially can’t do it by flirting with him, it’s embarrassingly disarming. especially since he was going to make fun of you once he saw that you were looking at the issue of majolish with him on the cover. he had a plan and everything, and you ruined it. he was gonna say something dumb cool, after which you would be embarrassed , and he would laugh. 

but then you looked at him, said, “i’m gonna eat you,” and his entire plan was thwarted. now you have to stand there and watch him struggle to form a sentence while his face gets red. you should take this opportunity to bite him, give him a little nom on the shoulder or something, just to razz him. it’ll be great, i promise. 

luckily, he can’t even think about doing this to you without having to lie down, so you should be safe—unless, of course, he catches both you and himself by surprise. so if you get nommed on, you had it coming. 

levi 

you menace. you absolute villain. you’re laughing. 

levi was about to go into a match he was nervous about, and then you said, “it’s okay, no matter what happens, i will always wanna make out with you,” and then he dropped his controller and blacked out, and you’re laughing. 

you’re terrible. absolutely awful. acquaint yourself with shame while you blow cool air into his face and shake him awake. 

when he does wake up, and he reminds you that he’s the avatar of envy, do nawt be surprised. 

try to explain to him that you were kidding and let it slip that you say these types of things to everyone and you’re getting a tail around your waist. no matter how much he might stutter while he makes his point, the fact remains that he’s the only one you’re allowed to say these things to now. you can do it to the others while he’s not around if you feel so inclined, but he’s going to find out eventually, so good luck explaining yourself while he doesn’t keep his tail still when he uses it to hold you in place. 

your only saving grace here is that he is physically incapable of doing it to you, but, you know. that probably gets overridden by how possessive he’s gonna get.

satan

you’re deranged. or just really confident. or a fool. it doesn’t matter, you fucked up. he said a normal thing, and then you threw him for a loop. 

you were nervous about an exam the next day, he said, “you’re a capable person, you have nothing to be worried about.” 

and then you, evidently forgetting that he is not one of your human friends, said, “flattery will get you made out with,” and tried to walk away. 

first of all, how was that flattery? he was stating a fact. second of all, who said he didn’t wanna make out with you🤨. he never said that, you are making assumptions about him and his character. 

anyway, he has no idea where you think you’re going, but you didn’t make it very far before he caught up to you anyway. 

when he repeats what you said back to you in the form of a question, with that deceptively polite look on his face, know that he is being rhetorical. do not bother trying to explain yourself, it’ll be difficult to do so in a convincing manner while he’s backing you up to the nearest wall. do not be surprised when he takes this opportunity to blindside you with praise, directly into your ear, with that fatally smooth voice of his. and do NAWT be surprised when he pulls back and says, “why am i not being made out with?” with a dumb little smile. it brings him a lot of joy to see you squirm.

you don’t even have a saving grace here. this man is ruthless, he’s gonna do this to you literally whenever he wants, and he won’t even let you look away, let alone run away, so find joy in the monster you have created. 

asmo

listen. unless you are genuinely empty headed, there is absolutely no way you did this on accident. 

he wasn’t even doing anything out of character either, it was the middle of self-care night, he was putting moisturizer on your face for you, and he went, “you’re even cuter up close,” which is a normal, tame thing for him to say.

so unless you just have uncontrollable knee-jerk reactions, no way did you say, “so make out with me then,” to this man, by accident.

you’re lucky he has some knowledge of the fact that you sometimes say things that aren’t smart, so he didn’t just immediately jump on you; however, you are by no means in the Clear. 

you blinked and he was nose to nose with you and basically in your lap. now you have to deal with his wandering hands while you try and explain yourself—that is, if you can even overcome how flustered you are, which you probably can’t. luckily, he knows you probably didn’t mean it, but he’s still asmo, so he takes it upon himself to be respectfully heinous like the gentleman he is.

so when he somehow manages to get even closer to you and says, “honey, you should really get a handle on those impulses of yours, unless you plan on following through,” like the bastard he is, know that from that point forward, whatever happens is on you. 

here is another man with whom you have no saving grace; now that you’ve given him the idea that he can be more explicit with you,,, well.

beel

you’re a heathen. why would you do something like this. well, you know what, maybe you aren’t that much of a heathen, considering that you did bake cookies for him. that was really sweet of you, so he thanked you and complimented your skill, like a regular person.

so why, exactly, did you say, “i only accept thanks in the form of kisses, preferably with tongue,” ? something is genuinely not right with you. 

now you have this man standing there, confused and red in the face. he’s trying to do the math, and nothing is adding up. like, it’s definitely doable, he can definitely do that, but, like, why would you make this request so suddenly?

this is probably the only instance in which you can coherently say, “i was kidding, you don’t actually have to do that,” and it almost doesn’t work. 

you absolutely should not have been leaning against the counter because now he’s standing in front of you, and you have nowhere to run. 

however, the thing about beel is that he is someone who flusters people without meaning to, so he has no idea of the effect that his, “are you sure?” has on you. 

luckily, you’re still mostly coherent because you know that beel isn’t heinous like his brothers, so you manage to tell him that he doesn’t have to kiss you if he doesn’t want to because you were kidding. 

you have every right to be surprised when, all of a sudden, you’re sitting on the counter, and he says, “why do you think i don’t want to?” 

do you have a saving grace with this man? kind of. he would never say what you said or something similar, but the next time he compliments you and you choose to be normal and say, “thank you,” he’s gonna ask if he should kiss you, so try not to collapse.

belphie

now. he isn’t the Worst Person you could’ve done this with. but by god you are out of your mind.

your first mistake was choosing to lie down next to him, not because you had plans to be a menace, but because he is always a menace and has a thing for reminding you, which he can do more easily when you’re in proximity to him. 

so when he said, out of nowhere, “are you ticklish?” you should’ve just rolled away, which wouldn’t have worked, but it would have been less chaotic then saying, “you are legally required to make out with me before you try and find out.” 

you said it so casually that he was almost stunned into staying still, but his recovery time was excellent.

the next thing you knew, you were laying underneath a very smug, very menacing man, who seemed entirely too prepared to listen to what you had to say for once. 

“legally?”

okay, so, maybe you should’ve chosen your words more carefully, but he was seconds away from tickling you, so you didn’t exactly have time to defend yourself. you can never backtrack with belphie anyway, so it makes sense that you went headlong into your claim, telling him that yes, this is, in fact, the law of the land. 

“i was never one to pay attention to the law, but since you’re being so insistent, i guess i don’t really have a choice—”

leave it to him to pretend like you’re a burden as if he isn’t literally head over heels in love with you like everyone else fond of you. bastard. 

there is absolutely nothing to save you from this man. he isn’t tactful enough to wait for an opportunity to do this to you, like satan or lucifer, so expect to be Just Sitting There when he tells you that you’re required to make out with him right this instant—it’s the law. 

[thessalian]

Thess vs TLoVM Ep 2

Here we go again...

Of course they go for the obvious creepy dude. Nice to know we’re still living the stereotype. (No, seriously, that particular trope has its place. But if they did the tiniest bit of research on what kind of intelligence blue dragons have, they might rethink that. But that’s audience talking and they don’t have access to the Monster Manual. Given the attempts at appeasement suggested, I totally get why they went there. Which is better than it being just because he looks creepy.)

Gilmore is allowed to be glorious with a paunch! THANK YOU!

Oh, the innuendo! I am living for it.

“It’s just a damn door!” Yeah - liked it when it was a preview snippet, still like it now. Most parties have that problem, Vex; learn to live with it.

I guess no one’s figured out that Favoured Prey means you sense the actual prey, not people working for the prey.

Not sure what I’m more amused about - the Tiamat carpet, or the painting of a red tiefling woman who’s almost certainly the Ruby of the Sea. I mean, at least “Tiamat worshipper” is a possibility for Krieg now but I still want to know how they think Vex is sensing ‘some dragon’s flunky’. Still, I guess they don’t have the PHB.

“Did he just say ‘we’?” THANK YOU, PERCY.

That is a pretty good transformation sequence, gotta say.

“A tickle. Let me return the favour.” YES. THIS IS WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. DAVID TENNANT YOU MAD GLORIOUS BASTARD.

Nice lead-up to the dragon’s weak spot! And kudos to the animators for making that particular weak spot something we saw from the very beginning!

Also, for those who complain about the animation “not being that great”? (Because, unbelievably, I have seen a few.) Dudes, have you seen basically any anime? Or, hell, most cartoons of the 80s and 90s? Animation is a lot of work and this took way fewer (or at least way less obvious) shortcuts than the animation of my day. Yeah, fine, I’m old, but you know what that means? That means I actually appreciate this kind of thing. Just go actually sit down and watch an original episode of Transformers or GI Joe or something; look at what I grew up with. Then tell me they didn’t work hard enough. Also, if they’d drawn every single frame from scratch, we wouldn’t see this series until 2030. STOP ASSUMING THAT ART IS EASY AND FAST. IT IS NEITHER.

They actually kept “I would like to rage!!!”? In character?!? AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!

Yeah. Yeah, that was a D&D combat. No question.

Hi Matt. I know a lot of people were holding out for Matt voicing Gilmore, but a) it’s nice to have a POC voicing a POC (hell, it’s nice to have POC voicing white people for a change, when it’s so often the other way around) and b) ...honestly, no one but Matt could do Sylas Briarwood justice.

I ... almost want to wait for Episode 3. Just because this feels like a better pause point between the ‘session zero’ episodes and the Briarwood arc. I mean, I get why they released it this way - cliffhangers are a thing, and there are a lot of people, some who’ve even watched Critical Role but missed Campaign 1 for some reason, who have no idea what’s coming - but for me, who actually knows what’s up? I think I’ll wait. Unless I don’t. Honestly, I just need a comfier chair. Or, like, the sofa. I should probably invest in a Kindle TV stick or something so I can watch from the sofa.

[toweroftickles]

Reimagined Tickling #1

Prince of Egypt/Breath of the Wild

Ok, so, let me explain real quick. Haha I've got a ton of requests that I'm working on right now...more Ghibli stories, Digimon, Balan Wonderworld, etc. But in the midst of all that I had this idea and just wanted to write it out really quick. A lot of times when I see a tickling scene in a movie or TV show, I imagine how fun it would be to see other characters in those same situations. You know, like "Oh I wanna see X character get tickled like that." So I thought I'd try writing a few drabbles where I'll take a famous tickle scene and reinterpret it with new characters in new settings.

Now, as I've said before on this blog, one of my favorite tickle scenes ever is the one from The Prince of Egypt. XDDD

So I thought for my first one, I'd do a variant on this scene with...

Link...

...and some lovely Gerudo women. ;)

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With an eardrum-splitting rumble, the massive Molduga burst through the sand and knocked Link high into the air.

On the urging of Riju, the young hero had gone deep into the sands of Gerudo Desert to slay the great beast, which had been ransacking nearby settlements, gorging itself on collected fruits. Nothing he couldn’t handle. But this Molduga in particular was proving to be a challenge. As he thrust his spear into its underside, it rose to its full height, snapping its jaws, and yanked him up with it. But he knew better than to give up. Plunging his weapon further into the monster’s underbelly, he ripped it open from chin to groin, sliding down it and leaving a gash in his wake.

Link returned to the sand below in triumph and watched as the enormous monster crashed down into the dunes.

And then he was hit.

Stinking green and purple goo burst from the Molduga’s ventral wound and splattered Link from head to foot. Viscera and corkscrew-shaped innards sloughed off his arms and into the sand.

Great. Just perfect.

Link sputtered when a cauldron of water spilled out on his head. Strings of golden hair flattened down into his eyes, until one Gerudo woman aggressively pushed them out of the way with a soapy rag across his forehead.

Link sputtered when a cauldron of water spilled out on his head. Strings of golden hair flattened down into his eyes, until one Gerudo woman aggressively pushed them out of the way with a soapy rag across his forehead.

This was so embarrassing. He was trapped in the Hotel Oasis’ spa area, stripped down to his trunks, and reluctantly allowing some Gerudo women to scrub him clean. (Again, at Riju’s insistence. She even paid for the deluxe spa treatment herself.) Romah, her assistant Olu, and one other pirate lady were wringing out sponges, dunking them into clay bowls and vigorously scrubbing the blood from their Champion’s body. In the midst of these women…unnaturally tall, muscular, dark-skinned beauties with flaming hair…Link’s average height and pale skin stood out quite a bit. Sometimes the girls had to kneel down to bathe him.

His ears grew hot with embarrassment and he felt the color of his face going pink. One of the sponges grazed his dripping arm; its texture was rough and unpleasant. His near-nudity didn’t help matters. Bubbles covered him all over.

“Um…blah! Hng…uh…l-ladies, really, I can do this myself…” he stammered.

Link looked down and gasped – one of the Gerudo ladies had grabbed his right ankle and lifted his foot off the ground. He couldn’t bring himself to speak in protest, but the woman’s warm, rough sponge scrubbed frothing bubbles against his bare sole. His whole body wiggled.

“Wait…no…Heh! Heh-Heh Heheh!” Link couldn’t stop himself from giggling.

“Uh-oh, girls; I think this voe’s a little bit ticklish,” laughed the woman scrubbing his foot.

“Yes, we can tell,” Romah replied with a sly smile. Link felt his arm lift, and another sponge struck his abs. It scrubbed and scrubbed and caused involuntary spasms below his ribcage.

“Heh-Heh Ha! Hngk! Hh-Heh! Heh-Heh Ha-Ha Ha-Ha!” the boy hero laughed helplessly. It was already difficult enough for him to speak to other people, but these girls…giggling at him, teasing him, all of them half-naked and with him forced to stand there laughing…there was nothing he could do. He wanted to beg them to stop but the words wouldn’t come.

“Awww, cootchie cootchie coo!” Olu was so excited, teasing Link mercilessly as she scrubbed his armpit. The woman beneath him had allowed his right foot to drop to the ground, still wet, and had moved on to tickling his left. He jumped in place in a way that told her, much to her amusement, that she’d found his weak spot.

“Heh-Heh Ha-Ha! H-Heh! Gkhn! L-heh…ladies, pl-hease, I really…Heh-Heh Heh-Ha Ha!”

“Ooo, he’s so cute when he laughs,” the girl giggled and batted her eyelashes at him.

“I like how muscular you’ve gotten, Link,” flirted Romah.

“He looks like a squirmy little boy…”

Link couldn’t take anymore. It was unbearable. His entire face had gone red, his whole body trembled. Wet sponges and rags dragged soap over his arms, his tummy, his back, his feet.

“Heh-Ha Ha! Please, you’ve cleaned every inch of me…”

Or so he thought. Olu, in the midst of all their cooing and playing with him, decided to get a little bit too friendly for Link’s comfort, and he felt a sponge scrubbing his inner thigh. He almost leapt out of his skin. It tickled, but that wasn’t his primary concern.

“WAH!! I…I…uh…” the Hylian boy stammered, blushing profusely.

Outside the spa room, peering in from behind a curtain, Riju, Urbosa, and Zelda were all covering their mouths to stifle their giggling. They were a little nervous that Link would notice them, but the slight trepidation was a more than worthy price of admission.

It was another few minutes before the impromptu bathing session ended. Link was left standing there, still soaked to the bone and covered in suds, when Romah doused him with another pitcher of warm springwater and threw a towel around him. The other Gerudo ladies tried to look like they hadn’t enjoyed themselves too much as they sauntered out.

“Don’t worry, I won’t stay to watch you change,” Romah winked at him.

Link lowered his face into the towel, hoping to hide his embarrassment. Between the laughter, the tickling, and the humiliation, Link’s heart was beating so fast he’d barely been able to breathe for 10 minutes.

With one last playful chuckle, the Hotel proprietor finally left him be.

Sooo, what do you think? If you've got any ideas for this, ie "put this character I like in the tickle machine from BNHA" or something, I'd love to hear them.

[gotmeringinghellsbells]

I was wondering if you could do a fic about Fatgum tickling Kirishima or Tamaki or maybe both? Love your fics by the way! They’re all so cute! 💖💖💖

They Went Beyond

Characters: Fat Gum, Red Riot (Ejiro Kirishima)

Fandom: My Hero Academia

A/N: My friend @kwaiibb and I came up with the headcannon of Kirishima's parents being divorced, but maintaining a really healthy friendship to co-parent their son while moving on with their love live as well. His mother remarried, his father is happily single though.

Description: While visiting one of his mentee's at the hospital following the events of season 4, Fat Gum start's to breakdown from guilt.

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Kirishima let out a soft sigh as he slowly opened his ruby, red eyes. Nope, still couldn’t sleep. The mummy had lost most of his wrapings but was still under the hospital’s watch to ensure his wounds were healing nicely. Honestly, he felt great! Maybe not in spirit but physically he felt good enough to pace around his room and honestly… go home to his mommy and mama. Seeing his dad would be nice too. The babe sighed as he stared blankly at the hospital celeing’s panels.

He’d already read his books, played his video games, and did other little things his friends and parents gave him to occupy his mind. Homework? Yeah Bakugou was probably going to kick his ass, but he just didn’t have him in it to do it right now. Besides, he didn’t understand some of it and could wait until the other visited again or his mama to help him. His step mother was an incredibly intelligent woman and would often help him when he was smaller; but Kirishima still liked to ask Bakugou as he could explain somethings a bit more simplistically and understandably to him than his math professor mother.

While drowning in thought, Ejiro had missed the gentle knock on his room door. From the doorway, a familiar face popped in. It was deflated, but one could still recognize the face to be that of the pro hero’s: Fat Gum! The mentor hesitantly took a step in the room, feeling a bit rude as he hadn’t been invited in. But this was his charge, damnit. This was one of the puppies he was training to become a hero and this…. this was all his fault. Kirishima and Tamaki were terribly injured due to his decision to bring them along.

He swallowed his guilt with a sigh before forcing himself to venture further into the room and shut the door behind him. They were pro heroes in the making, it was a good experience to have. Both are alive and he should be grateful for that, right? “Hey,” he said softly, seeing the boy in a trance-like, fixated state. Kirishima didn’t budge, mind still wandering in space. Fat Gum snorted before pulling up a chair and placing the small conventstore bag he had picked up along the way on it. “How ya holding up, mummy?” Fat Gum’s weight on the bed brought the young man out of his thoughts with a start. “Shoot,” Ejiro sighed, earning a laugh. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” the other said comfortingly before gently bumping the kid’s arm as he sat up. “Nah, you're fine. Just… thinking about stuff.”

“I could tell,” Fat Gum hummed before reaching for the bag and opening it. “So, whatcha in the mood for? Got some packaged mochi, some meat chews, what else, what else,” he muttered as he started laying out various goods on the boy’s blanket-covered lap. Kirishima smiled with a small snort as he gently picked up the mild-flavored meat chews. “Thanks,” he said tiredly. He offered a warming smile, only to be met with watering eyes.

Ruby red eyes widened in panic. “Huh? I-If you want the meat chews you can have them man!” Fat Gum sniffled as he shook his head, bagging the other goods again before standing to hug the boy. “I’m so sorry Red Riot,” he sobbed. Kirishima tensed before relaxing a bit as the shock faded. He gently placed an arm on the man’s shoulder in pure confusion. “Why are you apologizing?” “You’re just a kid, I shouldn’t have let you tag along. That…. that was too dangerous, even for us pros.” Was he talking about the mission?

Kirishima sighed, leaning into the hug again as it was quite comforting. “I needed the experience, didn't I? That’s why I applied for your internship.” Fat Gum whimpered before holding the other’s head into him as if Kirishima was his own, legal son. Kirishima didn’t resist, he just rested his head in the hug and listened to the soft sobbing and apologies. Yes, himself and Tamaki had gotten pretty busted up from battle, but it was clearly nothing they couldn’t handle, right? “You saved me though, so…. why are you crying?” It was a legitimate question, caused by genuine curiosity. “You saved me and fulfilled your duty as a hero and a mentor. You shouldn’t be crying, you should be celebrating. After all, we saved that little girl from that monster, didn’t we?”

Just barely.

“I know,” Fat Gum whimpered as he tried to pacify his tears. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be acting like this infront of you.” He went to sit back, but stopped when he found scratched, bandaged, and bruised arms weren’t letting go of him. From his torso, Kirishima peered up gently, holding a bit tighter. He knew the other wasn’t okay. It wasn’t like Fat Gum to have breakdowns of any kind in front of others. His smile warmed Kirishima’s heart before he felt a hand gently run through his semi-greasy locks. “You’re looking good kiddo, I’m glad to see that.” Kirishima smiled. “Yeah, they say about another week then I can go home. After that, well,” he laughed a bit as he sat back. “I got some serious training to do.” He still wanted to be a hero. Fat Gum smiled as he poked the smaller in the stomach. “That so, huh?” Kirishima squealed, curling in on himself.

“Training will wait until you’ve rested,” he lectured with amusement in his tone. The other giggled as the finger continued to proad at the mostly bandaged torso. “Hehehe! But I-Ihehe’ve bhehehen bed b-bound for so long,” Ejiro giggled as he gently tried to push the hand away; only to be rewarded with a new hand prodding at him. “I don’t care. You are going to rest, do I make myself clear?” Poking and prodding now turned into gentle scribbles on the babe’s sides, earning just the lightest, airiest giggles from the hero in training. “Ah! W-Whahahait!” But it was far too late for that. Ejiro gently squirmed around as his mentor turned to face him better.

Deflated fingers alternated gently and slowly between scratching slightly pudgy sides, tracing along the taut stomach, and even going so far as to glide up and feather themselves along the mostly wrapped neck; causing the other to scrunch up. “It tickles,” Kirishima whined as he laid weakly, hardly trying to stop the other. He needed a bit of a laugh. “Really,” Fat Gum asked, faking surprise. “You're kidding me! The adorably tough hero, Red Riot, is ticklish?!” He stopped, letting out a fake gasp as he brought his hands to his mouth. Ejiro curled up slightly from the ghost tickles, confused on why the other had stopped.

“Oh no, this could be catastrophic news!” Eijiro giggled, rolling his eyes. Fat Gum reminded him a lot of his father sometimes. Goofy, overly caring, just overall a good guy to be around. “What,” the younger man dared to ask. “What,” Fat Gum repeated in disbelief. “Do you know how many villains could use such a weakness against you? Young hero, you must be ready to face these types of things.” Kiri felt like he knew where this was going. Oh no. He was already giggling, curling up as much as he could. “W-Wait,” he whimpered.

“Oh no, no, no, no,” Fat Gum tsked. “You said it yourself, you’ve been bed bound for weeks! You have to start training again as soon as possible, right? After finding such a weakness, I think right now might be the best time.” Ejiro shook his head a bit, giggling hysterically and squealing like a tot everytime Fat Gum launched a hand at him. “No, no tickling,” he giggled out. Oh, but it was too late. His fatherly figure had him scooped into his arms, holding him comfortingly and rather effectively to keep him trapped. Ejiro didn’t truly struggle, wiggling a bit but was clearly just doing it for show.

“So, where should we start first,” his mentor asked, hand gently tapping it’s fingers along the jiggling tummy. Kiri was giggling up a storm. “N-Nowhere,” he replied sheepishly. “Nowhere,” Fat Gum repeated teasingly. “I don’t believe nowhere is an option, Ejiro. Red Riot has to be ready to face all kinds of trials.” Not wanting to overdo it as the kid was still kind of mummified and really should be resting, Fata Gum gently lifted the red head’s arm and started to just barely drag his finger up and down the exposed hollow. Kirishima was hysterically giggling, curling into the other as much as he could and whining the whole time. “S-Sthahaop,” he whimpered, only to snort where Fat Gum moved down to gently trace over each of the ribs.

“You’re enemies won’t stop that easily Red Riot,” Fat Gum lectured. “Hehehe! But it tickles, chahahaome on!” This was a little embarrassing, but honestly, it was also kind of fun. Kirishima snuggled more and more into his hero, giggling like crazy. Even when the hand wasn’t touching him, the redhead hid his face in the older and just giggled his head off. It was amusing and quite frankly, adorable. These kids were so sweet, it scared the pro hero to think of what awaited them in years to come.

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What are your thoughts on tua S2? Did you feel like the characters grew? What did you like? What did you not? I’m interested in your perspective. Your analysis are super thoughtful and interesting!

Aw, thanks, Anon!

Overall, I really enjoyed S2 and thought it was a solid follow-up to S1. I do have my quibbles about it, so I think (for ease of reference and because my thoughts are a little scattered today) I’ll list some of my personal highlights (in no particular order) before getting into what I didn’t like as much.

Big spoilers ahead.

Allison. I thought they handled her storyline especially well. Of all the siblings, I think she had the most difficult obstacles placed in her way (not only is she a Black woman landing in 1961 Dallas, but she’s a Black woman landing in 1961 Dallas who can’t even speak in her own defense for a year) and they sugarcoated exactly none of it. The writers pulled no punches when showing what civil rights protesters went through, which just made their nonviolent response all the more breathtaking. Allison’s fear and anger during those scenes were palpable even as she kept them hidden. But along with that horror, we see the kindness and warmth of the Dallas Black community, the women who take her in simply because she needs their help, and her love for Ray, perhaps heretofore THE most thoughtful husband ever portrayed on screen. I loved him, and I loved him and Allison together. While I understand and respect his choice to stay in 1963, I wish they’d gotten more time together. They both deserved it.

Vanya. We got to see how much the baggage from her past affected her by glimpsing what she might be like if it were taken away. It’s an interesting philosophical question, and it was explored well, in my opinion. She finds it easier to love and be loved, and she stands up for herself more readily—but she also doesn’t hesitate to use powers she can’t quite control and threatens Five without fully realizing how dire her threat is (or how it might dredge up traumatic memories she doesn’t know exist). The moment where Ben finds her curled up, fully convinced she’s a monster, was heartbreaking. I loved watching her find happiness with Sissy, even if that was fleeting (and dear god, Sissy deserved her happy ending with Vanya, dammit, I don’t care if it would fuck up the timeline). Her patience and sweetness with Harlan were just beautiful. And the way she used the confidence she gained during her amnesia to fully come into her own not to exact revenge on her siblings, but to save them, was fucking phenomenal.

The humor. There was a lot more humor this season, and it was awesome. So many iconic scenes—Olga Foroga, Luther babysitting two homicidal Fives, Elliot awkwardly lecturing his guests on the history of Jello, “NEW TIMELINE NEW ME,” “Your vagina needs glasses,” AJ the fish gobbling up the cigarette bubbles, Five getting to say “fuck”….this season was a lot funnier than the previous one, and I think that was one of its strengths.

Klaus’ cult. It was played for laughs, which I both expected and thought was the best way to handle it. He didn’t want to start a new religion with himself at the center; he just wanted to not get thrown out of any more diners, but Destiny’s Children had other ideas. The “I too am a fraud!” scene was hilarious and tickled the question of whether or not a religion founded on false pretenses can still help those within it find meaning.

Luther. Getting him away from his dad, his siblings, and the Academy was exactly what he needed to become the pure of heart and dumb of ass genius we always knew he was, but his first major step in that direction was heartbreaking. We all knew he’d be rejected once he got to the Academy. We all knew Reginald would rip his heart out and stomp on it in his admittedly fashionable shoes. It gets Luther out on his own and forces him to become his own person apart from his dad, but that doesn’t make it any easier to watch. He got the positive character development he needed, but the catalyst was tragic.

Diego. We see, for the first time, exactly how Reginald kept him in line—not with meds or with PTSD-inducing torture, but with words. Even when he knows Diego as little more than a stranger, Reginald is able to rip off his skin and fling it in his face with a single diatribe; and even at 30, with years away from his dad, Diego is left unable to speak, feeling as if all of his accomplishments up to that point were the work of a dumb kid who thought he was smarter and more capable than he actually was.

Luther and Diego sharing a braincell. Luther has bad ideas. Diego has bad ideas. When they put their bad ideas together, they get terrible ideas. I loved watching them work together as a team, rather than being at each others’ throats for most of the season, even if I’m left hoping Olga Foroga had a pleasant and quiet day after that phone call.

Reginald. At first glance, it may look like the writers were trying to make him likable so they could parade him around as your average abusive-parent-with-a-soft-side. But it’s more nuanced than that. Abusive parents (and abusers in general) often fly under the radar because they fool outsiders into thinking they’re good people. They’re active in their communities. They give to charity. They have friends who attest to their virtue, significant others who think they’re the greatest. And that’s what we see with Reginald. We see him as the rest of the world did: an intelligent, eccentric man with a sharp sense of humor who cared deeply about scientific advancement. That’s how he evaded suspicion—because there were stories from years past of lively parties at his mansion, of what a gentleman he was to Grace and of how he did everything he could to save little Pogo. But those stories would all have come from people he considered his equals. When he’s with people he considers his inferiors—aka, the Umbrella kids—he’s openly condescending and demeaning. We get to see how he fooled the world, and it is chilling.

Elliot. He deserved better, and you can ship him with any one of the Hargreeves kids and get the cutest thing ever. 

The Swedes. They said so much while speaking very little.

Ben. He got more personality and screen time, and it was glorious. His love of his family and resentment toward Klaus practically leapt off the screen. The way he says “I’ve missed you all…so much” once they’ve all left was one of those right-in-the-feels moments; and watching him get so much of what he’s wanted for years when he possesses Klaus was beautiful.

Now, as for things I took issue with….

Ben. I understand why they ended his arc the way they did. I get that they were probably afraid the Klaus/Ben dynamic would grow stale if they didn’t change it somehow and wanted to give him a larger role in S3. His death(???) was heartbreaking and extremely well-done. But it also wasn’t foreshadowed. We never got any sense of what ghosts in the TUA ‘verse are, so the fact they can be destroyed by a ton of sound-turned-energy or by going too far into someone’s psyche or whatever happened….it’s not that it doesn’t make sense so much as there’s not enough evidence to determine whether or not it makes sense. It feels like the writers just kinda made that up so they’d have a reason to change Ben’s relationship dynamics, but if that’s the case, couldn’t they have done it another way? Couldn’t they have made it so the immense energy or psychic woo-woo or whatever gave him a power-up instead of destroying him? Vanya transferred some of her energy into Harlan and brought him back to life. Couldn’t something similar have happened with Ben? And if it tied him to Vanya as well as to Klaus, great! More fodder for angst and humor! (”Vannyyyyyyyy, stop hogging Ben!” “You got him for 17 years, Klaus, you can part with him for 20 minutes.” “Guys, don’t I get a say in this?”) I’m glad they didn’t write him out of the series entirely, but I still wish they’d kept him and all the character development he’d gotten throughout S2.

Episode 10. It looks like they tried to cram half a season’s worth of developments into 45 minutes. Twenty minutes in, I’d already said “Wait what the fuck” half a dozen times. A lot of those moments were explained later on, and I was able to make enough inferences to fill in any lingering plot holes, but…still. Too much stuff, too little time. E9 was a perfectly satisfying ending to the season. Yes, it leaves the siblings stranded in 1963, but they could’ve tied up those loose ends in the S3 premiere.

Lila. She’s an incredibly fun character, but her arc is kind of a mess. Most of that is due to E10, and I do feel that more time to let her arc breathe would’ve worked wonders, but I’m left feeling like her turn from “Handler is the best mom ever and I lurve Diego too” to “KILL DIEGO AND HIS EVIL FAMILY” to “Handler is a bad mom and Diego is right” happened too quickly.

The Commission. Okay, so, the Handler announces the entire Board has been killed, and she’s stepping in as director even though everyone appears to know she’s been demoted (and demoted pretty severely—she went from having an office bigger than some apartments to being a case management drone). There’s suspicion and lots of it. But then, La Resistance is….ten or so people in a single room? And when she calls the temps agents to her side, thousands of them show up ready and willing to fight and die? I dunno. Just seems like there should’ve been more splintering going on there. Again, I think they needed more time to tie everything up.

Aside from those complaints, I loved the season. I set aside most of a day to binge it, and I do not regret that decision at all.