IāM ORIGINALLY TICKLE-PAGE BTW!!! Hey! This is prolly like my fifth tumblr account because I keep forgetting all of my passwords. This is where Iāll do your requests on ang fandoms youāre interested in. Iāll only write for āLee Male, ler male/femaleā and you can request NSFW or SFW if you want. NSFW, Iāll just put under a cut and warn you guys before hand. Iāll be adding on to this more. Iāll update this!
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Summary: After Bakugo got his revenge on Denki, he thinks itās Kirishimaās turn now
Tickletober day 6: Hiding
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āWhere are you, shitty hair!ā Bakugo came strolling through the commener room, looking for a certain red head.
āOh no, oh no, heās looking for meā¦ā Kirishima was hiding in the closet of his dorm room, and only one person saw him run in there, it was Aoyama. He paid him 40$ to keep his mouth shut, so heās hoping be will.
Kirishima heard an all too familiar walk walking up the stairs, much to his liking, it was Bakugo on a man hunt. āYOU! Where the hell did that damn nerd go!ā
āI sworn to secrecy not to say anything, but⦠if u slip me a couple 20, 40$ I can negotiate with you.ā Yuga motioned to Katsuki.
āWhat-?! Iām not gonna pay you to-!!ā
āAll right then, guess u just have to find him on your own.ā He truned on his heels and as he began to leave, bakugo stopped him.
āFine! Iām gonna give you 60 fucking dollars, but youāll have to tell me wehere the fuck he is!ā
āOf course.ā Bakugo handed Aoyama the money, and he pointed to Kirishimaās room, then left.
The blonde noticed the door was locked, so he kicked it down. āShitty hair⦠come out~ā
Kirishima started panicking now.
Bakugo started knocking things over, until he stopped at the closet. Kirishima thought he was in the clear bc he didnāt hear anyoneās foot steps, until the closet door was slammed open. āGot you~ā
There was a loud scream, filled with bubbly laughter. I mean, yeah, Kirishima could just turn on his quirk and this whole thing would stop, but whereās the fun in that?
Summary: Marshall thought it be funny to mess with his boyfriend with the thing he loves the most.
A/N: I donāt know what suspense means, and itās kinda embarrassing, but I hope this is what this means.
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Marshall Lee told his beloved Gary, to watch his back for now on bc there is someone, or something, lurking behind him, and itāll strike when he leasts expect it. The pink haired teen just recently tickled the shit out of his younger boyfriend, so he really was hoping Marshall tickled the shit out of him too as revenge.
And if he knew anything about his gutarist boyfriend, when heās in a ler mood he would always wear this all knowing look on his face, the one heās wearing now.
2 weeks has passed, and Marshall showed no signs of getting Gary back. The pinkette felt saddened by this, and he wanted to tell Marshall to tickle him without telling him because Gumball hadnāt ever mention anything about liking tickling, and he wants to keep it that way too.
The Prince walked past his boyfriend and acted like he was grabbing a cup, having his whole side exposed, but all the guitarist did was grabbed his cup of coffee and went to go sit back down on the couch. Gumball beilieves in second chances.
A couple days passed, and Gumball became more angsty by the second. He wanted, no⦠needed, his boyfriend to just tickle him back already. Why is Marshall Lee being so stubborn?! Gumball propped his bare feet on his lap, hopping he would just trace a line down his soles, but nothing came. All that happened was Marshall showing his boyfriend a funny meme on tiktok. Gumball just rolled his eyes and walked off. āWhat? You donāt think these memes are funny? Haha.ā The guitarist went back to his previous sitting, laughing like an idiot to his phone. If only the vampire can make his prince laugh like that. Well, third times the charm, right?
Gumball slept in way later than his usual wake up times, so Marshall came in to try to wake him up, all apart of the pink hairedās plan. āGood morning, sunshine, itās time to wake up~.ā The vampire tried nudging him, but he didnāt wake up. āCome on, Gary, itās 1:13, you usually wake up at 10:00, is something wrong?ā Marshall shook him four more times and with every push, he pushed harder. Then he finally gave up. āWell, alright, Iāll let you sleep in, but I donāt want u sleeping in tomorrow, I want to do stuff with you.ā
Before he walked out the room, he heard Gumballās heavy sigh. āOh my gosh, Marshall⦠babeā¦ā He flipped over to meet the gaze of his boyfriend.
āWhatās wrong, bub? You seemed out of it these past 3 weeks, Iām worried about you.ā Marshall came over to kiss his boyfriend.
āUgh⦠please⦠can you just⦠*sigh* tickle me⦠please?ā Gumball gave the vampire these cute puppy dog eyes, the same eyes that he uses to get his way.
āHahah, you want me to tickle you? Thatās so cute~.ā Marshall carressed Garyās sleepy face with his finger.
The prince pulled a pillow over his beat red face, this is so embarrassing he actually wanted to die right where heās laying. āDonāt tease me.ā
āIām sorry, youāre just too cute. Hahaha, anyways, you couldāve just asked babe.ā
āWell, I didnāt want to ask, thatās the problem. The last time I tickled you you said āwatch your backā so I just assumed you wouldāve tickled me from the get go. Why did you wait so fucking long~~~ā Gumball wanted to shut up, but his mouth just kept talking.
āI was gonna tickle you, but after I saw your face after saying that, Iād thought making you ask me to would suffice just fine for me. Now, lay there like a good boy, and let me do all the work.ā Marshall climbed on his boyfriend, straddling his waist, and pinning his arms down. That afternoon was filled with bubbly laughs, and letās just say, Gumball went to sleep with a huge smile on his face.
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Summary: Denki and Kirishima decided to prank Bakugo, but what they have in store will make them not do that again.
āShit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!!!ā Everyone could hear Kirishima and Denki cussing whilst running for their lives with an angry hero behind him, which, unbeknownst, was Bakugo.
āIsnāt this like, what, their 5th time pranking Bakugo?ā Mina asked looking back to see them pass the livingroom, but they never came.
āYeah, youād think the 1st time, Kacchan wouldāve killed them, let alone give them so many warnings.ā Deku held his body, shivering at the memory that was bestowed upon him. He, infact, was tortued by Bakugo growing up, wether it be tickling or murder, he wouldāve done it. Bakugo only tickles him if Dekuās being annoying and/or pranks him. So he was confused when Bakugo gave the ketchup and mustard duo so many warnings.
āGET BACK HERE YOU TWO!!! YOU GUYS GOT YOURSELF INTO THIS MESS, AND YOU CANāT EVEN GET YOURSELF OUT?! PATHETIC!!ā Bakugo laughed, while he was flying in the air by his explosions coming out of his hands. Denki and Kirishima didnāt know what was gonna happen, all they knew was they better run, and run fast.
They were jumping over furniture, dodging students, being scared out of their mind, with an angry Bakugo behind them with pink hair. Yes, they put pink hair dye in his shampoo bottle, classic prank done to the wrong person.
Kirishima decided to lose both of them and ran upstairs, Denki was way slower than the rock quirk teen, so Bakugo ran after the electricity one first.
āMINA! MINA! YOU GOTTA HELP ME PLEASE!! HEāS AFTER ME!!ā
Denki ran behind her, using her as a shield, but she pushed him off saying, āHell no, you guys got in this mess, not even I would go that far as to put pink hair dye in his shampoo.ā
āUhhh⦠UHHHHHā¦.!ā Denki was thinking the most out of the years heās been at UA, this teen is scared of whatās to come. Then he decided to hide behind Deku. ā Midoriya! Please tell your friend to stop!!! Tell him Iām really sorry, and I wonāt prank him ever again!!!ā
āYou better move, Deku. Remember last time you got in the way?ā Deku squeeked and ran away to the other side of the livingroom.
āDonāt worry, Bakubro. I got him.ā Sero came out of his sitting position on the couch to fire his tape, trapping him in a burrito.
āI need everyone to leave the room, I need to speak with Dunce face one on one.ā
Oh no, Denki doesnāt like the sound of that. Mina, Deku, Sero, Jirou, Mineta, and Ojiro all got up and walked off.
āWhat do you think Bakugoās gonna do to him?ā Ojiro asked.
Deku knew, but he didnāt say anything, so Jirou piped up, āProbably gonna blast him a couple of times. Make him short circuit, but heāll bounce back.ā
Though, what came after wasnāt a scream of terror, it was scream of laughter. Everyone walking up the stairs didnāt know what was going on, so Sero decided to be brave and have a little peak, but was stopped by a greenette. āDonāt look, Sero, trust me, you wouldnāt like the consequences.ā
So they all left to their rooms, while Bakugo was having his way with Denki.
āSTOP!! FUHUHUHUHUCKING STOP!!! BAKUGOOOO! AHAHAHAHAH PLEASE!!ā Bakugo was tickling the sides of Kaminari, making sure to use his blunt nails to dig in them.
Denki, whilst being tickled to death, was cursing the day he met Kirishima. Putting him in this situation, it was his idea as well, but the electric boy and the explosion boy both later teamed up on a certain red head.
āGeheheheze, Sonic, just do it already!ā Tails had his arms up, instructed by his brother, Sonic, after the little one brought up the courage to ask him to be tickled. Boy was he wrong. He shouldāve went to ANYONE ELSE, but he just had to go to Sonic, just his luck.
āNow, keep them hands up, while I air tickle your armpits, and I may just dig in, but if you donāt manage to do what I say, Iāll walk out with you still having this growing lee mood.ā He teased, scratching and scritching the air, just centimeters above uis ticklish armpits. Tails can pratically feel them on his skim, dancing around on their own, like they pay for his clothes.
He couldnāt take much more of this, Sonic has been doing them devilous air teases for the past 10 minutes and he wishes he was exaggerating. Tails finally gave up, and arched his back trying to make some sort of touch, but the blue hedgehog was faster than that. āNuh uh uh, you know the rules. I tickle you when I want, and you lay there waiting for me to start. One more misshape and Iāll just walk away right now.ā
āSohohorry, Sonic, this position is kinda embarrassing, can yohohou hurry up??ā Tails pleaded.
āWhat? Didnāt you ask to be tickled? Why you trying to rush things? I thought you like me teasing you with air tickles, you giggle everytime I do it.ā Yes, in fact he did ask for tickles, but this?!
āThis is not tickling, Sonic, Ihihiām laughing because of thehehe anticipation!ā Part of him wants to give up, and go his seperate way, but he also worked up enough courage for the past month, he was not backing down. Plus, who else does he really know who wonāt judge him for liking tickles? Heās only close to Sonic, he sees him as an older brother. Tails rather lay there and take the air tickles, than going the whole day, maybe more, without being tickled.
āAwwww, youāre so cuteeee, I was Shadow let me do this to him!!!ā Sonic moved down to his ribs, now Tails js really feeling it.
āGohohohod Sonic! Juhuhuhuhuhust do it already!!ā Tails whined.
āHahahah, I donāt really knowā¦. You are really cute like this, maybe I should keep going? You know, acting like Iām gonna tickle the inside of your belly button, but not really. Or making squeezing movements with my hands to your hips, making you want them more. But I am so indecisive, I donāt know what to do.ā
āTickle me!! You need to tickle me Sonic!! Thatās why I came here!!!ā Tails yelled out, not taking anymore teases.
The bluehedge hog faked gasped, holding his chest. āWhat?! And here I thought you wanted to hang out with your best bro, guess you gotta be punished for that. I have to rest my hands on your hips, tapping my fingers for 2 minutes until I actually tickle you.ā
āAwww, Sonic! Plehehhehease!!ā
Welp, guess Tails will be waiting an eternity to get tickled, does he mind? Yes. Will he give up? Stay tuned for more info.
Wanted to try my hand at some OC questions for an ask game for people in the community with OCs! Free for anyone to reblog and use! :> Send in an OC and/or the number!
1. Who's your most ticklish OC?
2. Who's your least ticklish OC?
3. Which OC is your biggest ler?
4. Which OC is your biggest lee?
5. Which OC is your biggest switch?
6. Which OC cracks first during an interrogation?
7. Are any of your OCs feather ticklish?
8. Which OC is ticklish in an unusual spot?
9. Which OC has trouble or can't say the word "tickle"?
10. Which OC would die getting a pedicure?
11. Any OCs that are "tickle monsters"?
12. Which OC gets violent or flails a lot when tickled?
13. Which OC is shameless about asking for tickles?
14. Which OC would own a blog dedicated to tickling?
15. Any OC(s) that hate being tickled?
16. Which OC would get sessions if they could?
17. Which OC has tickling as part of their love language, either romantically or platonically?
18. Which OC tends to keep everyone at arm's length due to how ticklish they are?
19. Which OC always wins at tickle fights?
20. Which OC purposely tries to provoke others into tickling them?
21. Which OC tends to get ganged up on by others?
22. Which OC isn't ticklish except for that one spot?
23. Which OC has "being ticklish" as their best kept secret?
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Summary: I accutally donāt have anything for this.
āOh please, everyone knows older brothers are better at tickling their younger brothers.ā Raph piped up, after Mikey was talking about him and Donnie were the better lers. Against Donatelloās will.
The purple turtle was just minding his business, creating a new tech, until he heard his fellow youngest brother say something about tickling. In Donnieās case, he hates being tickled, and anything that has to do with tickling, so does Leo, but he rather tickle people than be tickled. And if Michaleangelo mentions anything about tickling, he was obviously in a lee mood, or ler mood, whatever he wants.
Donnie didnāt want to join in, but he was forced to, because no matter how long he hides or where he hides, some turtle (Leo mostly) would catch him and tickle him to peices for not joining in the game. Leo wouldnāt want to join either if he was bad at being a ler, but heās not, so he played along too, just to tickle a specific turtle who needs to be taken down a peg or two.
āOh, yeah, Raph? I bet you and Leo donāt have anything on me and Donnie.ā The orange ninja turtle put his arm around his older brother, patting Donnieās chest.
āUh, what? I didnāt say anything like that, donāt believe a word-ā The purple ninja turtle pushed him away, only to be interrupted by Mikey.
āYeah! In fact, weāre so confident that we can take you two on in a tickle fight! Winner gets served hand and feet for 2 months, while the losers have to do anything the winners say! We have our selves a deal?ā Mikey put his arm out waiting for the oldest one to shake it, and he did.
āOh, you bet we do. Iāll set a timer for 10 minutes, you guys hide, and weāll seek, best man wins.ā Raph borrowed Donnieās phone and set a timer.
They all scattered like they just found out there were three more slices left of the pizza. It was chaos, but chaos that Mikey and Raph loves.
āHeheheh, this is fun donāt cha think, D?ā Mikey snuck up behind him, startling the other.
āMikey?! Wha-? Where did you-? Ugh, go some where else, Iām not trying to get caught.ā He pushed the other, trying to take the hint.
āWhy?! I love you, Donnie, trust bro, we wonāt get caught.ā
āFound you~.ā They heard an all too familiar voice sounding behind them, it was their oldest brother, OF COURSE it was their oldest brother, he was always good at this game. This made Donnie run faster than before, Mikey was loosing him, then all of a sudden the purple brother heard the youngest oneās laughter. āShit, heās been caught.ā
āHahhahahahahah, Raph!! Plehehehheheehhease!!ā Mikey tried, but not hard enought, to push the redās hands away from his hips.
āOh please, donāt act like youāre not enjoying this. Everytime you initiate a tickle fight youāre always in a lee mood, dragging your other brotherās into it, shouldnāt this be your punishment? Knowing Donnie and Leo hates being tickled?ā Raph obviously doesnāt care about that, but Mikey thought he meant every word, and teared up.
āI-Iām sorry⦠I should know better, huh? I should never had dragged them in it.ā
Raph stopped his torment, leaned down and kissed his forehead, āNonono, this is not your fault. And they know it, youāre in a lee mood and need help. Thank god your oldest brother is here to help you out!ā He then tickled his inner thighs.
Donnie was looking all around him, up, down, left, right, 90, 180, 360, his eyes were everywhere. Trying to find that little blue mask just gliding in the air. But he found nothing, so he thought he was jn the clear, untilā¦
āWow, D, I thought you wouldāve hid better than that, not in plain sight. Did Mikeyās game ever teach you a lesson? Well, now I gotta teach you a lesson.ā Where was he? Donnie scoped everywhere again, double, triple, quadruple, still none. And oh no, was Leo in a ler mood?! He fucking was. Just his luck, now heās really gotta go. The thoughts in his mind stopped racing when Leo swooped down from the sewerās cieling and pounced on his twin brotherās back.
āGaH!ā Donnie plumpeted to the ground with a hard thud and a mischevious blue ninja turtle on his shell. Leo sat some what up to where he was croutching just to twist his little brother to where Leo was on his plastron.
They fought, and boy did Donnie put up a fight. He swung his free hand around to squeeze at his older brotherās side. āAhhahahaha, Donnie, quhuhuhuit. It. So now youāre putting up a fight, huh?ā Leo grabbed his arm, and pinned them both above his head. āNo where to go, Dee, youāre stuck with me.ā
āCome⦠come on.ā Donnie choked up. āWe can talk about this, right? Youāre my older twin brother, we suppose to have each otherās backs. They call us the Disaster twins for a reason. What do you say? We tag team up and get Mikey and Raph, huh?ā
āOhhh, please. Would you quit your blabbering? I enjoy tickling you because you put up a fight, and you have the best reactions. So lay there and take the ticklessss.ā Leo paused for a second to let Donnie plead his way out, then he struck.
āāIām serious, stop Leon!ā Hahaha, youāre pleads mean nothing to me.ā And then he dove straight to the armpits.
Donnie arched his back, āSHIT! Stahahahahp! Stop! Leo! Plehehehehase!ā
āNo can do little brother, Me and Raph is gonna win this challenge, and there is NOTHING you can do about it.ā
āYohohohou guys always win! Whyhyhyhy canāt youhuhuhu give us a chahhahaahnce?ā Donnie started withering around, trying in his power, to not stop fighting back.
āWell, Iām sorry, Iām not gonna let you tickle me, DonTron,ā leo drilled into his ribs now.
āEhehehexactly! Wehehehe can just forfeit, and nohohohobody has to get tihihihihickled!ā The purple ninja turtle would lean to the opposite side of the blue ninja turtleās finger, but then he would just retract his finger and go the direction Donnie was leaned too, and make it a pattern to where he was a floppy mess.
āYour just shit out of luck, huh? Because Iām in a ler mood, and I need somebody to help me.ā Leo stopped tickling his younger brother, for now.
āShit, I knew you fucking were! I shouldāve just hung out with April today! Damn it! Stop! Leo! Fucking cut it out!ā Donnie started writhering even more, arching his back, kicking his legs, trying to pull down his arms, but nothing seem to work. Leo placed both hands on either side of his hips and tapped on them, like he was waiting for something.
Donnie looked down, and he realized he was fucked, pretty bad. āNo! Please⦠please, Leo! Not there, Iām begging you. Iām actually serious right now.ā
He looked down at the wriggily mess, and laughed. āUmm, A. This is not your worst spot, itās your shell, but Iām not a dick so Iām not gonna tickle you there. And 2. ⦠actually I have nothing, so Iām just gonna tickle you.ā And he did.
Then, Donnieās hips being his second worst spot, made his brain click, Donnie had his extended arms he can extend out of his shell, so heās gotta use it to survive, right? And no brother of his will tell him itās cheating, itās a defense mode of course.
Leo realized what Donnie was doing, and started to panick. āDonnie! Put your metal arms away right NOW!!ā He screamed as he was picked up in the air by his arms stretched above his head. āNO! PLEASE!! TRUCE?! PLEASE TRUCE ME DONNIE!! I WONāT EVER TICKLE YOU EVER AGAIN!! I PROMISE!! STOP!ā
āSorry dear brother, a turtleās gotta do what a turtleās gotta do, am I right Leon?āDonnieās other arms tickled at his sides, ribs, stomach, thighs, armpits, neck. I mean they were everywhere on this poor teen.
āAHAHHAHAHAAHAH STOP DONNIE PLEASE!! THIHIHIHIS IS CHEHEHEHEATING!! RAHAHHAHAHAPH!! RAPH COME HEHEHEHEHELP ME OUT!! DOHOHONNIEāS CHEATING!ā
āAlls fair in a game of tickles.ā
Did the little brothers win? Or did the older brothers win? Weāll never know. What we do know was, Raph in fact did not help Leo in his struggles, and Donnie got his revenge.
Summary: MK was cuddling in Redsonās arms, half asleep with his boyfriend lazily scratching his back, until he accidentally scratched his ribs, and little does the monkie kid know, danger was quick to ensue.
Warnings: Tickles and gay boyfriends, Yes I ship spicynoodles, itās cute.
Takes place in a hotel room, bc Pigsy, Tang, Redson, MK, Sandy, and Mei, went to travel. So yeah, this information will be needed laterš. And Iāll through in SWK and Macaque cause why not???š«£ Yes this is SWK and Macaque father figure in here, donāt like it donāt read it. Kinda doesnāt fit the characters, but I honestly donāt care.
āAhhh, just keep doing thatā¦hahah,ā Mk giggled, melting in to the touch.
āJust go to sleep, MK, my hands getting tiredā¦ā Redson whined.
āOk ok, just⦠*sigh* five more minutesā¦ā Redson can hear MK snoring softly, so he moved his hand off his back to go to sleep too, but his hand moved on his side, and MK giggled and squirmed in return.
It clicked in the fire boyās brain, his beloved boyfriend was ticklish. How could he not tickle him? He did yesterday, why not now, after MK totally tickled the shit out of Redson like 4 hours ago. Thisāll be his revenge, so he decided to lightly scratch his sides, in return, MK giggled, but not exactly tried to get away from the perdicament heās currently in. āBabeā¦. Hahahah, it ticklesss.ā
āIt does? How can me scratching your back, be ticklish?ā
āYohohouāre not scratching myhyhy back, youāre thihihickling my sides!!!ā The monkie kid giggled out some more, and if his head wasnāt turned away from his boyfriend, he could tell that MKās face was getting red tenfold, and Redson loved every part of it. His face, his ticklishness, his laughs and giggles and coughs and hiccups, and donāt forget he loves, absolutely loves, the kisses the brunette gives the red head. He absentmindedly stopped tickling him because he was mesmerized by the latterās giggles.
Until he was pulled out of his trance by the one he was staring at, āWhyād you stop?ā
āWh-what, oh my bad, Iām sorry hun, Iāll keep tickling the devil out of you.ā He leaned down and kissed his forehead while he still tickled his sides.
āEhehehheehw, donāt shahahahahy that,ā MK pulled away from the kiss and bent his head in his loverās side giggling away.
If cuteness could kill, Redson, well⦠heāll be dead before he got MKās number. Love at first sight, am I right? āAwww, canāt you be anymore cuter???ā
āDohohohonāt tease me!ā MK laughed a lil harder as Redson started squeezing his hips, unconsciously digging his head deeper in his side, making the vibrations tickle.
āHey! Donāt laugh in my side, you idiot. It tickles!ā Redson pushed his head away, still tickling.
āOh! Wahahahahahit! Youāre ticklish too, how can I forget about that?!ā MK pushed Redsonās hand away, and tickled his sides.
āNO!! MK!! Stahahhahap!! Iāll buhuhuhurn you, if yohohohou donāt!!! Plehehehehase!!!ā Redson tried to pull away, but his attempts were broken, as MK is much stronger than him at tickling.
āNu uh, I donāt think itās fair if you get to tickle me, and I canāt tickle you back!!ā
āIhihihitās so fair!!! Behehehehcause you like ihihit and I dohohohonāt!!! Fuuhuhuhucking hell!! Sthahahahahap!!!ā As MK didnāt stop the second time he was asked, Redson lifted up his free hand and tickled his outstretched side, making MK tumble on him, switching sides, allowing Redson to pin him under the taller one.
āYouāve been real bad, lately, maybe I should punish you harder.ā Redson smirked down at MK with his arms pinned above his head.
āYeah? And what exactly do you have in, mi-ā He gasped when he felt dull fingers flutter on his ribcage. āNo. No! REDSON!! Babe, please, we can talk about this! Hahahaha, not there, please. Iām sorry, I wonāt ever tickle you again. You can tickle me ANYWHERE but my ribs, you KNOW itās a death spot of mine.ā MK looked down, trying not to meet his boyfriendās devilous face.
āHave trust in me, babe, I wonāt hurt you⦠just trynna seek my revenge.ā And as that, feels like the brunetteās life has flashed before his eyes, he descended on MKās quivering body, squeezing the life out of it.
āHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! REDSON!! BAHAHAHAHBE!!!! STAHAHHAAHP!!! IT HUHUHUHURTS! IT HURTS!! PLEASE!!!ā
āOh please, how can this-ā They both were interrupted by Pigsy, Tang, Sandy, Mei, SWK, and Macaque, slamming the door open, after Pigsy gently put the key card in, only to be staring at Redson on top of Mk, with his hands above his head, both shirts off, only in boxers. This doesnāt look good.
āWhat the hell are you doing to my, son?!ā Sun Wukong exclaimed, with his hair in curl pins, and a robe on, with his bunny slippers.
Redson looked down at MK, and flew off of him on his side of the bed. They both hurried to put the blanket across both of them, as Redson put his hand out, āNononono, this is NOT what it looks like! I was just tickling him!! Nothing more, nothing less!!ā
āWell, I sure hope you do something less!! It is 1 am! Some people need their beauty sleep!ā Tang fluttered his eyes, with his hair too in curl pins. (You canāt tell me otherwise he doesnāt do curl pins).
āLike the look.ā Sun Wukong pointed at him.
āWhy thank you-ā he was interrupted by Mei.
āCan you boys just go to sleep?! If I have to come out here again, I promise you, thereāll be more than a loud game of tickling.ā She punched her fist, making the boys infront of them quickly agree.
āYes maāamā they both whined, huddling together, bc an angry Mei is not a pretty Mei.
āWe promise to go to sleep!ā MK tried to rush them out.
Pigsy, Sandy, Tang, and Mei, sighed and left the room, leaving SWK and Macaque. āYou get off that boy, this instant!ā The Monkie King, stomped his foot down, acting like an overprotective dad.
āAw, come on, let them have their fun, plus we havenāt finished where we left off, you mind coming back with me, Peaches~?ā The six-eared macaque winked at his husband, making him blush.
āUh-uh, Yes!! Just give me a sec! I swear to god, if you hurt him, Redboy, Iām coming!!! Mark my words!ā
āNot yet, you arenāt, now hurry up, I donāt like waiting.ā Sun Wukong can hear his husband call from down the hall, and blushed some more. He stopped in his tracks before eyeing down Redson, and shut the door behind him, as he hurriedly chased after his husband.
Redson and MKās face were all beat red, being embarrassed they were caught in the act. Until, Mk piped up, āwow, you sure are ticklish!ā
Earning a pillow to his face, āshut up! Your laugh was the one that got us caught.ā
They both laughed, as they settled down. Mk putting the pillow under his head as he dozed off.
Yeah, Redson would destroy the world for his boyfriend, and if it wasnāt destroyed, then he was dead. Boy, does he want to continue tickling MK, but thatāll wait till tomorrow.
-He squeals and covers himself up and tries to fight back, but he canāt because heās too freaking ticklish for that
-MK was the first to find out he was ticklish, obviously, I mean heās his mentor. And MK is a mega ler
-Youād think Macaque would be the first since they are inseparable, but heās not into that type of stuff so he never tickled him.
-Iād like to think that Monkie King would be some what into tickles, like heāll have on and off lee moods.
-His lee moods varies with other people, is what I mean.
-Like, He ALWAYS wanted his former bud, Macaque, to tickle him.
-Only bc he thinks heās cute, and that plus him being a huge ler to Sun Wukong? Kill him now.
-So heād try his best to subtly hint to him, with laying across his lap, stomach out.
-Or, heād be super annoying to the Mystic Monkie.
-But it never quite worked, so he eventually gave up.
-And he doesnāt have lee moods towards other people, like, MK, or Mei, or his old friends, or Tang.
-But once he really canāt stand his moods bc his bud wonāt help him, heāll resort to MK, knowing heāll help.
-And no, he doesnāt ask for them, thatās silly, he would never.
-Heād do all the things heād do to Macaque.
-It would work of course.
-His death spot is his stomach.
-Also off topic, I really like the idea that they gave him a dad bod in the last episode. Heās too cute.
-Quote: āGeez, Yohohououāre pretty gohohohod at this, bud, nohihot as gohohood as me though- AHAHA!! NONONO WAIT AHAHAHHAAā
-Lee 20% Ler 80%
-Now, heās VICIOUS when heās in a ler mood, which is like, all the time.
-Heād get ler moods only to Macaque and MK, and if they arenāt there he had to resort to his monkies.
-But itās never the same :(
-He tickled the Mystic Monkie when they were friends back in the day, but he stopped because he didnāt want to make his friend uncomfortable with him.
-So he had this ler mood growing on him.
-He was gonna resort to Ne Zha, but he didnāt seem ticklish and if he was, he looked like he could kill him in one quick swoop.
-With MK, Monkie King would hold him down and tickle the shit out of him, until he passes out, which is very rare⦠maybe.
-Quote: āDamn, youāre really ticklish here, huh, bud~? What about your ears? I mean itās literally in your name.ā
MK:
-MK is the biggest lee, and he doesnāt mind, he kinda likes getting tickled, and everyone knows that, but he doesnāt
-He thought he was in the clear, and kept the secret with him, but as soon as anyone tickled him, he wouldnāt move, plead, tell them to stop, or push their hands away, heād just wriggle and laugh.
-Super ticklish may I remind you.
-Heāll flinch with the slightest touch.
-Really loves Mei tickling him the most, only beacuse sheās soft with her touches, and can tell when the monkie kid would want rough tickles instead.
-Gets tickled by Sun Wukong when heās in a ler mood and Macaque isnāt there.
-Mk didnāt know how evil the monkie king was with his tickles
-Kinda likes the ler side of him in his defense.
-Pigsy was the first to tickle him beacuse he was the first to take him in when he was at his lowest.
-It was by shear accident tho, he accidentally scraped his side trying to get something, and the kid flinched, then the pig had this evil glare and started tickling him.
-Tang tickles him too, just not as much as everyone else, just quick squeezes and pokes
-Because unlike everyone else, heās bad at reading signals and thinks MK hates it.
-His death spot is His ribs, ofc, get him there and heāll really beg you to stop.
-Passed out mulitple times bc of it.
-So people would steer clear of that area, unless MK has been a real pain in the ass and needs a punishment
-Quote- āHahhaahahaha, it tickles!!!ā
-Yeah, basically, thatās it.
-Lee 50% Ler 50%
-Him as a ler, PUH-LEASE
-Heās a huge maenace, absolutely destroying his target, which is usually Sun Wukong, Tang, and Red Son.
-Heāll wreck your worst spots, then tickle your least worst spots to soothe and calm you down.
-Sun Wukong, Tang, and Redson, is a fighter so heāll have to pin them down using one of his morphs and tickle the shit out of them.
-Yeah, donāt get on his bad side when heās in a ler mood.
-He will not stop when you ask, bc heās a dick. Anywhooā¦
-Heāll give you the BEST after care though, feeling sorry he put you through hell (even though he knows you liked it).
-After care includes: Slight back scratches, cuddles, head scratches, kisses, more cuddles, a massage, some water, and/or, heāll put on a good movie while you fall asleep in his arms, which that person is Redson.
-Quote: āPut your hand in the monkey cage, expect to get bit, son!ā
-YES I HAD TO ADD HIS SIGNATURE QUOTE HEREš¤
Macaque:
-Omgggggg!!! THIS BOI IS SO FUCKING TICKLISH!!!
-Iām not bias⦠but I absolutely love the headcanon that strong and dark men are extremely ticklish, and thatās what Iām going for.
-ABSOLUTELY HATES BEING TICKLED, CANāT FUCKING STAND IT ONE BIT!!!
-And SWK loves to torture him with it, until he eventually stopped, considering he found out that the six-eared Macaque didnāt love the affection.
-Boy was Macaque glad his bf stopped tickling him, heās way more ticklish than SWK so that did not help his case AT. ALL.
-When they split up, Macaque never gotten tickled, not even when they reunited, which Macaque loves.
-Until he gets on the monkie kingās nerves, and wrecks the mystic Monkey.
-Not to mention the idea of tickling in general makes him uncomfortable, so he never tickled SWK before.
-Though, when he and his friends were still hanging out, they all tagged teamed him since he was the most ticklish one out of them all.
-And he didnāt talk to them for a month, quite literally, it wouldāve been longer if he didnāt want a dang peach that badly, having to ask SWK for one.
-If he does get tickled, he canāt just escape with his portal thing, bc it doesnāt work when he canāt concentrate, and the fact he hates being tickled, and trying not to laugh, isnāt helping (My own hc)
-His death spot is his ears. ITāS LITERALLY IN HIS NAME!!!!
-Quote: āGUYS GUYS!! FUCKING STOP, IāM SERIOUS!!! SUN WUKONG IS BAD ENOUGH, LET ALONE ALL OF YOU!!!ā
-Lee:20% Ler:0%
-I donāt have anything to put on his ler side, because he doesnāt like tickling people, soooooo
-Heāll only tickle someone as a form of revenge if they actually do damage on him when he gets tickled
-Like pissing him self, or passing out, heāll get you, and get you good.
-Quote: āYou got yourself in this damn mess, Peaches, and you canāt even get yourself out?ā
Redson:
-So, Lee him, am I right?
-Hates being tickled so fucking much!!!
-I kid you not
-The shear amount of times he thrashes and nearly kicks someone is insane
-So MK has to make sure to pin him, and pin him good.
-He gets tickled alot growing up by his mother.
-His father doesnāt do any tickling, since heās this big buff man, but sometimes it brings back memories of him and his friends tickling the shit out of Macaque and sometimes SWK, and does he miss those days?
-So he canāt help himself, but join in am I right?
-AND REDSON BETTER INITIATE HIS POWERS WHEN HE FINDS OUT HIS FATHER IS GONNA JOIN IN!!!
-When he gets tickled by MK, MK makes sure to give him the best after care, considering he hates being tickled.
-So everytime he does, he always looks forward to the ending.
-This man has two equally death spots, his feet and hands, I mean, the thing where people walk on hot coal with out their shoes and socks, and the fact he has fire coming out of his hands, just makes sense to me
-Quote: āGET AWAY FROM ME!!! IāLL BURN YOU!! I SWEAR I WILL!! LAY ONE FINGER ON ME AND YOUR DEAD!!! AHHHHHHH NO NO! STOP-ā
-Lee: 70% Ler:30%
-So, yeah, HE IS INSANLEY GOOD AT GETTING HIS REVENGE
-And when heās not getting his revenge, but just tickling you bc he wants to *cough cough* MK *cough cough*Heāll go easy on you.
-He knows MK enjoys being tickled, so he makes sure to tease him with that knowledge
-And the Monkie Kid, being the monkie kid, denies the fact he enjoys it, when itās so painfully obvious
-And Redson just goes along with it, until he wants to tease him again
-All and all, such a good ler, and will only tickle you just to tickle you if youāre MK, and if you ask him to tickle you, expect a chortled laugh and a āYou wishā
-Quote: āGive up yet, Noodle boy? Or are you enjoying yourself, a lil too much?~ā
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A/N: getting back into the groove of doing requests bc of a req/fic trade with @phobiaoftickles !!!!! HAHAHS THIS DRAFT WAS ORIGINALLY LEE PAV BUT IT HAS BEEN MARINATED AND EVOLVED INTO AN AWESOME LEE HOBART AWESOMENESS STORY FOR DA AWESOME JAMIE OLIVER BOI also footer tickles near the end
SummAry: Non-canon Part 2 of "The Tea Word" (separate from @/tickle-beans' MFTBU)-
In a turn of events, it's revealed that Hobie, being the awesome role model/love triangle rival/ex-runway model/probably ex-con he is, is unexpectedly the most ticklish out of all the Spider-People. (bit of lee!Pav at the beginning, the rest is a shit ton of lee!Hobie)
"C'mooon, go get her! I can't bear this!"
"I-It's not like that!!"
Pavitr continued to egg Miles on about the super palpable romantic tension between him and Gwen, but if it was up to him to say, nothing of the sort was going on. Gwen and Hobie, to Miles' right, were chatting away about what seemed like jargon to Miles and Pavitr, who weren't the slightest bit familiar with music theory.
"So, see, i'sounds better when you capo 3." Clipping the capo on his clipping-covered guitar, Hobie strummed a melodic tune, Gwen looking on in utter amusement.
"Awesome." She gasped, not even attempting to hide her excitement.
Pavitr punched Miles in the arm. "Come on, come on, change the subject! This is so annoying! Will they, won't they, will they won't they-"
Miles chuckled and shoved Pavitr away awkwardly. Hobie glanced over and cocked his eyebrow in a mild annoyance, and smirked. To the untrained, normal, not part of Spider Society eye, this was just a slight change in expression. It wasn't anything to cheer about. But to Pavitr and Gwen- that was the face of somebody about to deliver a deadly poison to those who wronged him, whether that be stealing his Chuck Taylors or punching him a little too hard. Hobie inched over to Miles, scoffing.
"Oi newbie! 'S he annoyin' you?"
Pavitr glared back at Hobie, laughing awkwardly. "I wasn't annoying him, I was just pressing-about a really, very important matter- and it goes without saying that everyone can notice Miles is giving Gwen the e-AAAAAAAAHHH! HOBIEE!! This again!?"
Hobie squeezed onto Pavitr's lower ribs, and looked back at Miles.
"That's one of ...many ways to shut'im up."
Miles laughed. "Bro's a screamer."
Pavitr groaned. "Tickling is not fair!"
"Oh yeah? Well weren't you just poking n' prodding at Mr. Armpit Blood?"
"He was sullying the name of all things rich, sweet and chaIIIII!!!! Nahaha-haha ha ha hahehe-HAH!" Upping the ante, Hobie strummed along his sides and continued with the tickling along his lower ribs, this time pressing onto his upper ones as well. "STOP!"
Gwen laughed nervously. "Yeah, he's right, youshupprobablystop, yaaaayy, you've had your fun!" Gwen laughed nervously, Ghost-Spider hood still over her head in embarassment.
Hobie glanced. "You're next, Gwendy."
"I'm going to go practice the drums. Have fun... Tickling." Cringing with that last word, Gwen bolted out of the rec room. Miles looked on in amusement at Hobie's strumming fingers and Pavitr's exaggerated screeches and death threats and "I'm-gonna-die-s".
Thankfully, the punk placed his hands back on his sides, leaving Pavitr some room to breathe and recover from the giggly stupor. Quickly patting the ghost-tickles away, he quickly perked up and looked over at Miles.
Miles shrugged. "Don't try anything-"
"Hey, hey, you know how Hobie acts all "Ooh, society! Stigma! Anarchy!" That last part was peppered with a thick fake Cockney twang which muddled with the Indian and Pavitr's hushed tone so much it was practically another foreign accent. "But he's reeeaaally ticklish. Like, as well."
Miles muttered. "Okay, okay, I see you..."
"Especially on his-" Just as Pavitr's fingers were about to make the slightest contact with Hobie, his bangled wrist was grabbed and stopped in place by the punk.
"No." Hobie asserted, the slightest twinge of nervousness in his deep voice. "O-or I'll-"
Before an empty threat went past his lips, Miles webbed Hobie's arms together and went straight for the kill on his armpits.
"Or... soon you're gonna be the Spider-Man who's bleeding from the armpits." Miles taunted.
Hobie screeched with frequency that would rival mic feedback as he doubled over to the floor in a lack of balance, but Miles straddled his waist.
"I gotchu, don't worry!"
"kkHAAAA-hhHHHAAAAAH-ha!! Ff-hh-HAH!!" Hobie choked out. "'Umnnot th-ticklish!!" Miles kept vigorously scratching at the punk's pits, and Pavitr took his knees, fingers like insects crawling over the surface and wriggling behind.
"Oh but yes, yes you are!" Pavitr taunted with the sugar-sweet voice he had reserved for cooing at Mayday. "Miles, count his ribs!"
"Um, one, two, three.." the anomaly replied, counting on his pale fingers while his right hand was still tickling Hobie's armpit, albeit less aggressively. Hobie was holding out, but his face burned at the thought of the onlooking Spider-People's reactions. The teens had already gotten some stares from his previous attack on Pavitr, but the others had paid more attention to the sight of Hobie reduced to titters.
"Phehe-HPP-Pav, y-KK-You HHB-berk! Y'WUHULDN'T!"
"No, press DOWN! Like playing piano! Lemme try!" Pavitr moved up, sitting square on Hobie's tummy to demonstrate, two fingers tazing his middle ribs. Miles, following suit, prodded lightly at Hobie's ribcage, eliciting supressed chuckles that sounded a little more like coughs.
"Ah-ah, you gotta make little counts too. Ek, do, teen, chaar, paanch, chhah..." The numbers rolling off Pavitr's tounge were the tipping point for Hobie, who with every targeted little prod at his ribcage was breaking more and more and more and he was just about to LOSE IT-
"HH-FF-HA-HYEEE-HA-haha-HUH-HAH!! HAAA- huh-HH-GitOFF! Sling'y hook- Pahaha-HAV!" Hobie's deep voice broke in hoarse laughter, and he squeaked with every utterance of Cockney insult-gibberish interrupted by his own hysterical laughter, shaking in his webbed bonds.
"No, I don't think I will, no, sir! In fact, let's try your tummy!" Pavitr lifted up the duochrome shirt which his a well-toned umber stomach, and with skilled fingers, Miles' hands found themselves creeping along from Hobie's sides swirling into his belly button, then creeping right out to give a few more prods at the ribs. This sent Hobie down a spiral of laughter as inconsistent as he was, with lots of yelps, howls screams and a hilarious cacophony of noises contradicting one another.
"KkgHAHAHA-HhEEEEK-(k-snrk)-ffHHHPHA-HAHA-HhNn! Not hehere- n'-Nn'OTTHERE! (pant)"
"Goodness, your laugh is something else... something ADORABLE!" Pavitr continued teasing him. "Oh, Miles! He also hates it when I do this. Gud-gudi-gudigudi-gudigudi!" Whispering teases that Hobie didn't know the meaning of was a dirty trick- the punk didn't know what Pavitr was saying, but he knew, full well, what those words meant, and they sent goosebumps down his bony neck.
"Damn." Miles laughed. "You try his feet yet? I'm mad ticklish there." At the very notion, Pavitr lit up with a daring gasp.
"Yes." He blurted. "Yes I have, actually." His face changed to that of a playful smirk, as Hobie's gaze grew wide.
"No." Hobie stilled. "Please, Miles, don't lis'n to him- Ah, tom tit." Before he knew it, Hobie's boots flew off and web-patterned socks which were taken off just as quick were revealed. Pavitr held back Hobie's toes, and Miles spidered up and down his soles, laughing lightly along Hobie's hysterics.
"UH-HA-AH-HAHA-hh-HHKKHAA! Phh-PahAHavitr Puh-PrahahPRABAKAR, youhou're a DEAD blo-ho-hohoke, jh-H! Ahahanywhere budduh fuh-huh-HHEEEET!" Hobie howled and hollered, hitting the floor.
"Oh, and I forgot to ask, Miles. You like being tickled?"
Said spider person shook his head.
"Fair." Pavitr shrugged, the casual conversation continuing with every skilled stroke at the punk's peds. "Weell... Hobie liiikes it!" he sing-songed.
"SHhH-SHUT UHU-AHAH-haHhhyyYYou bunch'o WICKS!!" Hobie yelled, only a few decibels louder than his laughter, the noise making Miles back up while Pavitr kept playing at Hobie's toes.
"Does't seem like it. C'mon, let's give him a breather." Miles reassured. He climbed off Hobie, patting his shoulder, and yanked Pavitr's wrist to urge him off of Hobie, who stood up, knees knobbly from the wrath of both Spider-People whom he glared at.
"Heh.. you took it like a champ." Miles smiled up at him.
"You're next." Hobie spat, grabbing him by the collar of his hoodie. Miles made a small startled scream, and Pavitr laugh.
"I'm sure he doesn't mean it." By then, Pavitr had booked it out of the rec room.
Hobie cracked his knuckles. "Now, where to start..."
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