#ler! Mk

[toast-is-ticklish]

Weaknesses

Lee! Wukong Lers! Macaque, MK, and Mei

This is based on the giggle glow AU for Wukong which I originally saw in Sparkling Laughter by KinbariTeaHeathen (it's super cute and you should read it) but may have originated somewhere else I am not entirely sure

Basically, Wukong glows when he laughs.

Also I have decided that Sun Wukong cant handle baby talk because he has literally been an OP scary monkey that terrified heaven with his laser eyes since birth so who the hell would baby talk him? Obviously only his emo ex husband.

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During dinner, the group always chatted around the fire.

The kids would bring up random conversation starters or whatever and everyone would tell stories, and laugh, and it was nice.

And Wukong being you know, immortal, and a lover of attention always had many tales to tell.

But this was a subject of conversation he refused to participate in.

"Well, Monkey King? You've been awfully quiet." Mei said, looking very mischievous.

Yeah, no thanks.

"Luckily for you dorky mortals," he said, jabbing his chopsticks in their general direction, "I have no weaknesses." He made sure to add an air of finality to his tone. No questions necessary.

Macaque apparently had to pipe in at that. "Oh my gohod, Wukong!" He said in between laughs,

"That's what you're going for? Hahahah!"

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" Monkey King puffed his chest out and crossed his arms.

"It means," Macaque said, giving Wukong a look that said you are very very dumb, "That's like, in the top ten dumbest things I've heard you said in the past five hundred years," he snorted, "So congrats on being a record breaker, I guehehess!"

What would've have been an extremely witty and amazing retort from Wukong was very rudely interrupted by his successor.

"Ooh! Ooh! Do you know any of Monkey Kings weaknesses, Macaque?!" MK looked over with sparkles in his eyes and why were the kids getting so excited about this?

"Any? I would say almost all." He said, looking Wukong directly in the eyes now with a devious, stupid, little smirk.

The kids pleaded in unison, giving their best puppy eyes, "Please, please, please, tell us!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Why do you guys even wanna know so bad?!" Monkey King gasped dramatically, "Are you planning my murder?!" He was definitely not trying to desperately divert the topic of conversation.

"I wouldn't turn down a chance to embarrass Wukong."

Goddamnit. He was totally ignored.

Monkey King must've looked about as mortified as he felt because Macaque apparently felt the need to reassure him.

"Its not like I'm gonna tell them anything bad. You dont have to look like I'm about to kill a puppy or something,"

"I'm just gonna bully you a little." He added with a toothy grin.

"I am going to throw you out of a tree and straight into the afterlife if you say anything."

Macaque snorted. "Ohokay."

"Anyway!" He clapped, grabbing everyone's attention.

"Tonight, I will tell you three of your oh so powerful  Monkey Kings weaknesses. How 'bout that?"

Everyone in the group nodded enthusiastically except Wukong, and christ was Tang pulling out that book of his?

"Number One." 

Monkey King couldnt help but bristle at how much Macaque was preening under the attention. Sometimes he couldnt tell if that guy was more of a monkey or some kinda cocky bird.

"Since Wukong is made of stone, he's not exactly buoyant. He sinks, really fast, and it is absolutely hilarious." He snickered, "And he gets really pouty about it."

"I do not pout! And I don't sink either."

"So what do you do then?"

"Hmmm. I would say...gracefully aqueous. I am a king after all."

The group almost died laughing at that.

Normally Wukong would feel annoyed at being mocked like that, but it was just so lighthearted that he couldnt help but feel a smile of his own pulling at the corners of his mouth. They weren't laughing at him anyways. They were laughing with him.

And that was nice.

"Alright your majesty. Whatever helps you sleep at night." Macaque snarked.

"Ooh. Here's a fun one. When we were kids, whenever he laughed Wukong would just, naturally start glowing. Like a little flashlight. And the harder he laughed, the brighter it was. He was nearly blinding everyone every five seconds."

Wukong was now elaborately planning Macaques murder in his head. Why that?! That wasnt even a weakness! Either way he couldnt help but cover up his face, knowing he was probably blushing, which definitely made it worse.

That got some reactions from the group.

"That. Is. Adorable!" Mei exclaimed, "but I think you might have killed him."

"Dont worry Mr. Monkey King! Thats nothing to be embarrassed about!" Sandy said, giving the monkey a clap on the back.

"But why doesn't he glow anymore?" MK looked over at Macaque, puzzled.

"I grew out of it!" Wukong said too quickly, peeking over his fingers. "I cant even do that anymore!", he chuckled nervously.

"Yeah your everything is telling me the opposite right now," Macaque rested his hand against his cheek in thought, "My best bet is that he was embarrassed by it and learned how to hide it. But I bet if you really got him going, and he knew that you knew, he would go straight from Monkey King to lightning bug."

"Lightning bug?" The monkey king sputtered, cheeks flaring, "Y-you! I'm!...Ugh." he gave up, settling on hiding behind his hands again.

"Uhhhhhh, Macaque? I think you broke my mentor." MK said, poking Wukongs head repeatedly to no response.

"Ehhhhh. He's just bein' a dork he'll be fine."

Suddenly, a straight up devious and borderline evil smile spread across Macaques face.

"I have the perfect number three."

Everyone's attention snapped back to Macaque.

"Monkey King," he paused dramatically, "is ridiculously ticklish. Almost everywhere. And he gets very, very, flustered about it as he is probably making a lovely demonstration of right now."

He gestured to Wukong, whose hands had lowered enough to see his raging blush. His eyes were snapped wide open in shock and his tail was flicking nervously behind him. You could basically hear computer crashing noises just looking at him.

So, if you wanna see him glow tickling is probably your best bet."

Everyone's eyes shot over to Wukong with varying levels of mischief. As Wukong tried and failed to not fidget under the attention of everyone he began to ramble frantically.

"Hey, wait! I dont know if that's such a good idea, I mean first of all I'm not even t-ticklish so it's the dumbest thing I've ever heard and I would TOTALLY accidentally hit one of you in the face if I was which I'm NOT but-"

MK and Mei suddenly pounced on top of him, rolling around in an attempt to pin the monkey down although they weren't as physically strong.

"Sandy!" MK yelled, "Come help!"

"Ehhhm. I dont know if that's such a good idea, friends." Sandy said, looking hesitant.

"What? I didnt know you were one to turn down a great team bonding activity, blue guy!" Macaque suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I dont wanna cross any boundaries..."

Macaque lowered his voice so just Sandy could hear, "I'm gonna be honest big guy, he totally likes being tickled. He has since we were kids. And to be honest, I think he kinda needs something like this now."

Sandy opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by another call from his friends.

"Sandy!" Mei said through gritted teeth, "Put the monkey in arm jail!"

So he just turned to give Macaque a nod and a smile before running off towards his friends.

"Arm Jail?" Monkey King looked bewildered.

He was even more bewildered when he was scooped up into the arms of Sandy, who pinned him in a sort of upright sitting position against the gentle giants chest, restraining the monkeys arms.

"Hey! Cant we talk about this big guy?!" Wukong complained while noticeably not struggling.

"Talkings over, Monkey King!" MK smirked, "Now, prepare to be defeated!" The kid even added a cartoonish 'Mwahahah!' At the end for good measure.

And so finally, wiggling fingers descended on Sun Wukong, MK attacking one side of his torso and Mei going for the other.

He desperately tried to hold in his laughter, as he squirmed in Sandy's hold.

Being immortal, he didnt need to breathe, so all he had to do was focus and eventually the kids would lose interest and leave him alone.

He very deliberately ignored the part of himself that didnt want them to leave him alone, who wanted to have fun and be vulnerable.

He had to be strong, he had to stop craving touch like this, he had to stop being weak and path-

Monkey King was so lost in his own thoughts he didnt even notice Macaque appearing in front of him.

Until the darker furred monkey leant in close to his ears as he started to tickle them.

He whispered into Wukongs ear,"You have nothing to be ashamed of, Peaches."

He pulled his head back and looked at Wukong, who was biting his lip and scrunching up his nose in effort to not make a sound, shoulders hiked up in an attempt to block out the tickles.

"Now, are you going to give in and play with your kids? Or do I need to take drastic measures?" He said, smirking.

Monkey king merely shook his head.

Macaque shrugged. "Your funeral."

And his smirk was replaced with a sickeningly sweet smile.

Oh gods.

"Awwww. Is the wittle monkey too ticklish for his own good?"

This had to be some kind of psychological warfare, it was downright immoral. Monkey King could feel his blush growing in intensity, why did baby talk affect him so much?

"Poor little guy. Tickle, tickle, tickle!"

Wukongs concentration was slipping as he grew more and more flustered, stomach doing somersaults at the teasing.

He couldnt stop himself whining which was something he'd have to process later, but then he completely screwed himself by letting a little giggle out. He flickered, just for a moment and so softly you wouldn't even notice if you weren't looking for it.

"Was that a little giggle I just heard? And you flickered! How adorable. Coochy coochy coo!"

His focused slipped even more. Coochy coochy coo echoed in his head as he felt the butterflies on his stomach increase tenfold.

Wukongs chest started shaking with restrained laughter as he hid his face in his shoulder.

"Awww, don't hide that blush from me! Show them your glow, giggles!"

And the dam broke. As Monkey King burst into childish laughter with a snort, he started glowing like a goddamn beacon, casting everything in a warm light.

You could hear a couple wows of disbelief from everyone at camp. It was like everything was enveloped in this golden sunset glow.

"Mahahac! I hAhahaHAHAHTE YOUHUOU! HAHATE!"

"Yeah, sure peaches." Macaque snorted,  "Anyways I got him out of his weird funk so have fun kids!" He said, sauntering away.

Mei burst out in disbelief, "You're embarrassed by that?!"

"Ihihihhiits lahahahame!" Wukong bemoaned through giggles, flopping his head back dramatically.

"Its not!" Mei and MK said in unison.

While Mei stuck to the torso, MK went down to his mentors knees and skittered behind them.

Monkey king squealed and burst into squeakier laughter, his light growing a little bit brighter.

He kicked out his legs and folded over a little.

"NohHohoh! Behehetrahahayahal! AHAHAH WHYHAHAHAHA!" And now Mei was scritching at his armpits and Monkey King was thrown into belly laughter.

His light became significantly brighter, so much that the kids had to squint a little. It even started to flicker a little.

"Woooowww. Macaque was right! You are like a lightning bug!" MK said, looking very excited.

"DOHOHNT SAYHAYAHHA THAHAHAT! FAHAHAH!" He managed through laughter, shaking his head in mirth as his blush spread a little more.

"Are you embarrassed by your giggle glow, Monkey King?" Mei asked teasingly, lightening up the scribbling on his armpits to a fluttering which somehow wasnt any less torturous.

"Ahahaahah! Nooooo! Dohohont cahahall ihit thahaht!" He said, once again trying to hide his face in his shoulder. Not super productive considering his blush had spread up to his ears and neck by now.

"Ooh! Mei! I have an idea!" MK said, yanking her over. He whispered in her ear, "I wanna see if his tail is ticklish too. Can you hold it down?"

Mei only grinned devilishly and gave a nod.

"Hey, wait, kihids whahat are you dohohoing?! Mei why are youhou grahahabbing ahat my tail?! MK? MK! waitwaitwaitwait-"

And Monkey King went into hysterics. He squealed before falling into loud, full, belly laughter. Even snorting which was frankly, adorable.

"OHHOHOOHO MYHYHYHY GOHOHOHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHIHAHAHAH- HAAHHAHAH!"

Wukong didnt even know what he was trying to say.

He squirmed and kicked violently before just going limp with laughter, tears of mirth springing in his eyes.

He literally couldnt think. He was in ticklish heaven hell.

"MK I think he's actually dying."

"I knew it would be a good spot! I'm a big brain boy!" MK said proudly before continuing, "But yeah I'm getting a little concerned.

Also his light was borderline blinding at this point, it was starting to hurt everybody's eyes a little.

MK slowed the tickling down to a stop.

After letting him catch a breather, Mei scootched over to Wukong and said, "Hey Monkey King."

"W-whahat?"

"Admit that your giggle glow is cool. Or else." She teased, raising wiggling fingers at him.

"But-but its-"

"Its what?" Gods she was evil. Smirking at him with her fingers posed to start drilling into his hips at any second.

"Waitwaitwait! Ihits...ihits cool!" He managed, pointedly avoiding eye contact.

"What's cool?" Ohhhh he was so going to get her back for this.

"You know what!"

"Do I?" She said, adjusting her hands slightly.

Wukong wished he could sink into the floor right about now. "Ah! Dont! Mhyhy... g-giggle-" he struggled mumbling with a little bit of a pout, "giggle glow. Its cool."

"Yaaaaay! He did it!" MK cheered, as Monkey King was released and everyone headed back towards the ship.

"You okay, friend?" Sandy asked, seeing Monkey king laying on the ground instead of getting up with everybody else.

"Yep. Just taking a breather big guy."

Macaque would go out later to find Wukong fast asleep on the ground with a big dumb smile and blush on his face, tail wagging in his sleep.

"Whahat a dork. Could you get anymore obvious?" Macaque would say to himself as he picked up the monkey and brought him back to the ship.

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[elliotthedork]

Pleeeaassee do something with Lee!Wukong

Hello! I wanted to backtrack to my tickle headcannons list i made with wukong a while a go how he uses tickles as a tactic when training with mk so i wanted to incorporate that into the fic!

Characters: Sun Wukong, Mk

Ler's: Mk (brief Wukong near the end)

Lee's: Wukong (Brief Mk near the end)

(Mk talking will in red text and Wukong talking will be in orange text!)

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Mk lost count of how many times he had his sides tickled by Wukong

He had been training with his mentor for about an hour or so, something to do with sneak attacks and Wukong teaching him how to pull a sneak attack property

Except Wukong was the one sneak attacking Mk. Meaning mk had been getting tickles from the monkey king at least 20-25 times

Wukong always liked to incorporate tickles into his lessons with Mk. Wukong says its to help keep Mk on guard and to stay focused

But now Mk was sure that Wuking just wanted to tickle him with an excuse

So. Mk decided it was time to turn the tables

"Hey monkey king?" Mk said as he started to stand up

"Yes bud? Whats up?" Wukong said as he stood above Mk with his arms slightly crossed

"Can i try and sneak attack you? I think i got this now" Mk said as he faced his mentor while trying his best not to let Wukong see that he was planning something

"Sure bud. I dont see why not!" Wukong happily chirped at Mk. Completely oblivious as to what Mk was planning

Mk happily ran off to go find i hiding spot somewhere in the forest of the mountain they we're training on. He finally found a perfect spot hidden in an Mk-sized bush and made sure to keep really REALLY still. Just in case his mentor already began his journey to find him

*yes yes yes! My plan is going to work perfectly! Did monkey king seriously think that i was planning something? I guess he was more oblivious then i thought huh?* Mk thought to himself as he sat there in the dark green leafed bush still keeping perfectly still and almost forgetting to breath. Then suddenly

*Crack*

The sound of a stick broke under the monkey king's foot as he was making the pathway right to where Mk was hidden

"Are you over here kid!? You have been gone for quite a while!" Wukong shouted at he was nearing closer to the bush

*how long have i been in here for? Jeez has it really been that long!?* Mk thought to himself. To be honest he doesnt realky know if he was even out there for that long or if it was monkey king trying to trick him into coming out

Mk peaked through a tiny opening in the bush just enough to see if Wukong would be in front if him

Three

Two

One

"HAHAHHA!" Mk evily laughed as he pounced out of the bush and body slammed Wukong on the floor layed on his back

"Alright bud looks like you got m-Huh!?" Wukong said in suprise as Mk grabbed both of monkey king's wrist with one hand and pinned them above him

"Kid what are you doHOHOHIING!" Wukong spewed out as he was interrupted by his own laughter due to Mk scribbling at his sides

"Now you know how it feels monkey king! Its pay back time!" Mk proudly exclaimed as he continued to scribble on monkey king's sides

"HEYEYEYY CMOOONNNN KHIHID LET MEHEEH GHOHOOH" Wukong begged Mk as he tried to squirm out of his successors grasp. Monkey king didn't know WHY it was so hard to get out of Mk's grasp but it was for some reason

Meanwhile Mk was snickering the entire time. He couldn't believe he managed to sneak up on monkey king and get revenge for all the tickles Wukong made him go through during training today

Mk started wiggling his fingers over Wukong's tummy while still holding him down with his other hand

"Heyheyehy cmoooonn kihihid we can tahlhak about thihis!" Wukong practically begged Mk "I cahahnat breaahahth!"

"You dont need to breath!, your immortal!" mk protested as he tickled Wukong's belly "This is payback for all of the tickles from today's training!"

"YEAHAH ITS FOHOROR TRAINGINHING! I HAHAVE A REASOHOHON!" Monkey king laughed out as he kept sqiuirming under Mk

The squirming only lasted for so long though before Wukong remembered his tail existed and hoisted Mk by his foot and lifting him off

"HUH!? Hey not fair!" Mk cried out as he was hoisted upside down by one leg. He was probably about 4-5 feet in the air

Without hesitation or commentary of Mk's whining, Wukong instantly went full speed scribbles over Mk's exposed tummy from being hung upside down

"HEHEYEY NO FAHAHAIR! YOUHOHOR SO MEHHEHEN!!!"

"ItS PaYbAcK TiMe Mk!" Wukong said in a mocking tone as he scribbled on Mk's tummy with a huge smirk on his face

Then monkey king got an idea

Wukong took a huge over exaderated inhale that caught Mk' attention

"Monkey king what are you-"

Mk was cut off by Wukong grabbing his sides and a huge raspberry being blown onto Mk's belly button

"HAJAHAHHAHEYEYE LET MEHEHHE GOHOO'" Mk shrieked as he started to sway back and forth. Wukong decided he got all the payback he needed and gently lowered Mk on his back onto the ground, allowing him to catch his breath

Mk started breathing normally again outreached his hand up to his mentor and held out his hand "truce?"

Wukong grabbed Mk's hand and shook it "Truce bud, truce"

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Sorry this took so long to write, i have been busy with school and keeping up with it. But i hope you enjoyed the fic!

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[gaybananabread]

Ooh Lego Monkie Kid? Don't mind if I do!

Do you have any headcanons for the Stonefruit Trio (MK, Wukong, and Macaque)?

⁠☆⁠—⁠⁠LMK Stonefruit Trio Tkl Headcanons—⁠☆

~Sorry this took me so long to get to! School is finding new ways to kick my ass every day istg- ANYway, it felt good to write for these goobers again! Thank you for requesting!~

🍜Mk🎧

General:

Sunshine boy is definitely a big fan of tickles. Laughing at just a few touches, bonding with his friends, watching them let their walls down for the sake of silly happiness? Yeah, count him in.

He likes both sides, though being tickled does have a special place in his heart. He’s a lee-leaning switch, but not by a whole lot.

He can only say the t-word on special occasions (extreme confidence, other lers/lees in it with him, drunken boldness). 98.71% of the time, he’ll go beet red at the attempt.

Lee:

When he gets lee moods, everyone around him will know. He can sometimes just ask for help if it’s someone who’s used to his silliness, like Red Son or Mei, but other than that, it’s tacit signals.

He’ll run a hand through his hair a lot (exposing his side in the process), get way more fidgety than normal, speak in a higher pitch, and very nonchalantly stare at his friends’ hands. Not that hard to get the message.

Kicks, flails and squirms when tickled. He really tries not to, but his nerves pretty much go nuts. It’s best to pin him or get him from behind if you don’t want an accidental bloody nose.

Worst spots are his navel and lower back. He absolutely loses it whenever anyone so much as pokes there.

Melt spots are his palms and shoulders. Tickly massages and palm kisses leave him a puddle of giggles.

Really bright and bubbly laughter when you get him going. When it’s light, lots of little squeaks and half-hearted “no!”s

Ler:

Sickly sweet while also a teasing mother-trucker. If you think that’s confusing, imagine how the lee feels-

The sunshine boy definitely has a fiery side, so watch out

“You’re ticklish here too? Seriously, this is adorable. You’re adorable.”

“Holding it in, huh? I think it’d feel a bit nicer if you let out that laughter. Don’t you?

“So many good spots, so little time… Guess I gotta get to work!”

“Your blush is so pretty! I think I’m gonna paint my nails that color…”

He’s incredibly considerate of boundaries, even if you’re obviously okay with it.

Checks in wherever you seem to be laughing a bit too hard, though you’ve only just got done giggling. It’s smart to set up a safeword so he actually does know when to keep going.

Confident lees will love him. He’s easy to fluster if you can say the t-word enough times, and he nearly dies if someone confidently asks him to tickle them.

An aftercare master. He makes whatever your favorite drink is, gets snacks, makes a cuddle nest and just hangs out with you. If you’re not big on touch, he’s fine to just watch some YouTube videos and chill out.

🍑Sun Wukong☀️

General:

We can all agree that he’s a straight-up switch. Loves wrecking people, adores being reduced to a giggly puddle of mush.

However, he refuses to admit any of that

He likes the feeling of being vulnerable around his friends, but the thought of saying that is terrifying for him (again, good luck getting him to say that. The great Monkey King allegedly has no fear)

Lee:

He’s giggling like crazy before you even touch him.

If you even give a small hint of what you’re gonna do, get ready for him to run.

When you do catch him (he will eventually let you), he curls up like a pill bug and rides it out. If you mention his tail wagging, he’ll let out a string of adorably squeaky profanities.

His actual laugh is a lot less obnoxious than his “Monkey King” one. It’s bright and bubbly, full of squeaks and the occasional snort.

His worst spots are his ribs and his lower back, specifically the base of his tail. Good luck keeping him still if you go there.

Melt spots are his ears and hips. His hips are a bit of an obscure spot, but he will dissolve if you trace them.

Once you’re done wrecking him, he becomes a cuddly, sleepy little mess. Be ready to stay with him for at least an hour afterwards.

Ler:

He’s such a chaos goblin I swear-

Loves the “Tickle Monster” trope. He can and will use his power to make clones of himself and/or shift his appearance for optimum tickle-ability

If he’s the one doing the tickling, he can say the t-word. This is a power he always abuses.

“The Tickle Monster’s gonna getcha, kid! Better run~”

“Oh sorry, couldn’t hear you through all that laughter. Did you say ‘keep going’? Perfect!”

“You know, I could stop, but where’s the fun in that? I think you can agree, can’t ya?”

“Your laugh is so fun! I could listen to it for centuries… But I think I can settle for five more minutes.”

It takes him a bit, but he does try to check in and see when you need a break. It’d be a nice idea to set a safeword or a clear tap-out beforehand, just in case.

He’s actually really good with aftercare. He makes the best lemonade tea, and he’ll attempt to make a good snack. Just watch out for any of his “inventive” cooking/baking methods.

🎭Macaque🏮

General:

He acts like he hates it. If you don't know him all that well, he'll seem genuinely done with it.

If you do know him, however, he has tells. The way his tail twitches when the t-word is said, the way just a hint of pink settles on his cheeks, the way his arms just barely clamp to his sides…

Yeah, he's not as slick as he thinks.

Prefers being tickled most of the time, but he isn't afraid to wreck a bitch just because.

Lee:

He will fight and deny it until the day his immortality runs dry, but he loves it.

Until you actually start, he'll act like he doesn't want it. Kicking, hissing, running, the whole nine.

The minute those wiggling fingers touch down, though? He melts.

All protest disappears, the only thing close being small “no”s through his laughter. His tail will wag adorably (be careful if you mention this).

He could just shadow-travel away, but conveniently “forgot because of the literal torture” he was experiencing or “couldn't focus enough” to do so.

Worst spots are his knees and his back. Him and Wukong share the infamous I-will-die spot at the bases of their tails, though this boy's is significantly worse.

Melt spots are beneath his chin and his ears. It is the cutest thing to just scratch beneath and hear his little purrs while he tries not to giggle.

Ler:

Puts his villain experience to use

He'll use his shadow travel to sneak up on you/cheat in a chase. Nobody said he had to play fair…

He definitely makes clones to help himself. One to hold your arms up, another to grab your legs, and a few to get the more annoying spots.

Teasing in a playful-yet-asshole sorta way. If you're feeling shitty, he'll be such a sweetheart, but he's a shit 80% of the time.

“Wow, ticklish here too? You're just a walking tickle-spot at this point.”

“You think this is bad? Just wait till I call in the cavalry~”

“It must be hard, being this ticklish and all. How have you survived so far? Thought you'd have laughed yourself silly.”

“Just a few little pokes and you're down for the count. Would suck if some of the villains found out…”

“Worst spot, huh? Better buckle up~”

Somehow knows exactly when to stop every time. You don't even have to say anything: he just knows.

Masterful aftercare. He honestly loves cuddling with his lee afterwards, so you're getting some unless you specifically tell him no. He'll send a shadow clone to go get you a drink and some snacks if you want. Peaceful music listening and most likely a nap (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

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[helleboretks]

HAH! Got 'Em!!!

Hello hello hello! First fic in a couple months for my newest fandom Lego Monkie Kid! This is a Lee!Nezha, Lers!Wukong, Mei and MK ticklefic, so if it isn't your forte, no need to read!

(This is Nezha, if anyone wants to gaze upon this absolutely beautiful specimen uwu)

Summary: Wukong wanted to test out if their resident Third Lotus Prince was ticklish. Only Buddha knows what kind of chaos arose from it.

“This is purely experimentative, kid.”

“No it isn’t, Monkey King.”

“Yeaaaaah-no, no it isn’t.”

Mk snorted with a roll of his eyes as Wukong took a few strands of fur from his head, gently blowing on them to produce a few feathers.

“C’mon! You can’t say you’re not curious. I know that look in your eye.” He was right, of course, Mk was pretty curious about this idea too. Would Nezha actually be ticklish? Given that he was reincarnated from a plant-a lotus no less-there had to be something his body did and didn’t replicate from the original, right?

“Has he ever even been tickled before?” Mk wonders aloud, sitting down in the seat next to Wukong. The Noodle Shop was pretty empty today save for his friends and, well obviously, the Lotus Prince himself. Mk’s both surprised and relieved that the man actually found time to take a break, and even felt honored that he’d want to spend it here, with them.

Now he’s wondering how long it’ll be until he regrets it.

“Hmm, not from what I can recall? No???” Monkey King squeaked, looking as if he was seriously racking his brain for some kind of memory. “Yeah no, not from what I can remember.”

“If he’s actually ticklish you’re going to kill him.”

“Oh Pfft, nah he won’t die. You can’t die like that! I think.”

Mk was not about to tell Monkey King that you can, in fact, meet death by tickling. Not right now at least.

No one seemed to notice the little cluster of feathers floating closer and closer to the prince, who found himself in a rather engaging conversation with Tang about some history or other that Mk couldn’t parse out. They both waited with bated breath as he shifted his arms to rest comfortably on the counter.

“Welp, I’ve got nothing to lose.” Famous last words, but alright.

And then the feathers shot into Nezha’s armor.

And look-

LOOK-

The sheer volume of the scream Nezha let out as he flew right off the chair-Mk couldn’t help but crack up laughing as Wukong ducked under the table in surprise, trying to stifle his own laughter.

“HAH!! GOT ‘EEEEEEEEEEEM!!!” Mk screamed as Nezha grabbed and tussled at his clothing, shrieks erupting from his throat.

“Lotus boy!? Mk what did you do!?” Mei exclaimed, clearly less intent on helping and more intent on actually knowing what the fuck they had done.

“THERE’S SOMETHING IN MY ARMOR! THEHEHERE’S-OH MY GOHOHOD WHAT THE FU-” You could just hear Wukong’s dry wheeze from under the table as Nezha’s franticness caused him to bump into one of the chairs, practically crumbling onto one of the tables as Tang choked on his noodles with a chortle.

“Are you-Oh my god, Lotus boy’s ticklish!” Mk nodded to Mei’s statement, and honestly, he was pretty surprised by just how much those feathers affected the man. He was laughing up a storm from wherever those feathers were tickling him, Mk couldn’t really see where they were, but he knew they were doing something.

Or he’d probably just never been tickled in his life and the sensation shocked his soul right out of his body.

That’s also a possibility.

“What the hell? Oi, Monkey King, is this your doing?!” Apparently Pigsy had been the first one to catch onto the real culprit, and Mk banged a fist against the table with a snort as Wukong let out an offended gasp from his hiding spot, popping out into the open.

“I will have you know, mister man of the pigs! I didn’t do nothing!” Wukong sassed, shaking his head from side to side, wagging his finger disapprovingly. That, however, masked the fact that he was probably making those feathers move even faster, because Nezha’s laughter went up an octave right after.

“WUKOHOHOHONG!!! I-I’M GOHONNA KIHIHIHILL YOU-” Monkey King gave an especially skeptical look, turning to Mk, who too was laughing hysterically, just not from the result of being tickled himself. “Yakow, I’m not so sure he’s actually going to do it. I mean, look at the guy! Look at him, take a good look!” Monkey King jested, grabbing Mk by the cheeks and directing his attention back to Nezha.

He could see Nezha, half his body on the table, the other half on the floor as he gripped the edges of the wood, laughing up a storm as he practically vibrated like mad. His face was alight in an adorable blush of pink, eyes squeezed shut with a wobbly, wide grin to boot. He really didn’t look anywhere close to being capable of killing Monkey King in the state he was in.

But then he saw Mei hopped off her seat, a damn near devilish look on her face.

He knew Nezha was in for some shit.

“Here! Lemme help you out, buddy!” Mei spoke too cheerfully to be anything but a trap, but with the way the Lotus Prince was too preoccupied trying to get a grip of himself, he realized that fact a little too late, practically squealing as Mei snatched him by the sides, skittering her nails all over.

Wukong laughed as Nezha flew back unintentionally, right into the person who was making it worse. He kicked his legs as Mei struggled to hold him up with a huffing laugh, scrambling to grab her biceps and shake them.

And not for the first time, Mk doesn’t see the stoic Lotus Prince persona that Nezha tries so hard to keep up. He just sees Nezha; a man who seriously needs a break, and a little too ticklish for his own good.

So you can’t entirely blame Mk for wanting to be a prick.

He jumps over the table, letting out a weird as hell war cry before snatching Nezha by the legs. “YOU’RE COMIN’ WITH ME, MY DUDE-”

Nezha shrieked as Mk began to drag him around the floor, Tang really choking on his noodles as Mei howled with laughter, whipping out her phone to record the absolute madness. Nezha was gripping his ribs-which is probably where Wukong’s feathers are- shaking his head manically as he tried to wrench himself from Mk’s grasp.

“MK, NAHAHAHA-” “HEY!! I just cleaned those floors, kid!!!” Wukong slapped his hand on the table repeatedly as Pigsy called out, and Mk defiantly continued to drag this man everywhere he could, still carefully avoiding chairs and table legs as he went.

“WELL I’M USIN’ IT, DADSY, I’M BUSY!!” Mk shouted back as Mei followed behind him, catching it all on video.

“The poor man! Mk no!” Tang laughed, clearly not as against it as Pigsy is, who stared in dumbfounded disbelief as the two kids messed with the Lotus Prince himself. Nezha, meanwhile, was trying to cling onto anything with a solid structure but was doing nothing other than dragging chairs and tables out of place in his hysteria.

“Look at this BOI-” Mei cheered, causing Mk to wheeze as he shook Nezha’s legs from side to side, the man letting out a squeak as Wukong hopped over.

“WAIT, I GOT THIS!!” That was the only warning that any of them had gotten before a whole barrage of feathers descended on the prince, who screamed in shock before that shock quickly dissolved into the most batshit manic laughter Mk had ever bore witness to.

Mei wheezed, the grip on her phone trembling as the man on the ground thrashed damn near violently, and Mk had to hold tighter onto his legs so he wouldn’t get himself a boot to the face.

“I. AM. FEATHER-BUDDHA!!!” Wukong cried, throwing his hands dramatically into the air as Mei got the bright idea to place her phone down, grab Nezha’s arms, and hoist him the rest of the way up.

“FEATHER JESUS-” She cried just as dramatically as the two swung the prince back and forth, laughing themselves silly as Nezha laughed himself into a tizzy.

For a split second, Mk swore he saw macaque walk in, stare, and then slide right back out in one smooth motion and just-wow, what a great cameo.

“MACAHAHAHAQUE, YOU TRAHAITOR-” Oh he saw him, oh shit-

“I do not exist. Good luck.” Wukong wheezed and almost fell off the damn table as Macaque took his seat at the counter, turning away as if he weren’t just called out to.

“GUHUHUYS, QUIT IHIHIHIT!! PLEHEHEHEAAHAHASE-” Nezha pleaded, trying so desperately to wiggle his way out of the situation. Mk took the liberty of being the local gremlin.

“Ohohoho! But my little nezzy-wezzy-” So many wheezes wrung out at once as Nezha shrieked in embarrassment. Mk hoisted him up so that he had a grip of his knees, Mei slowing down the swinging to a stop as Mk jostled him further.

Wukong, sensing that some more shit was going to go down, slowed the feathers to somewhat of a more breathable speed, and Nezha choked on the breath he sucked in. The smile that forced itself onto his face was both down-right adorable, and freakishly foreign to him. That is something that’s going to have to change, then.

“You know, to be the best gremlin out there, all bets are off the table.” Mk dramatically announced. “AND SO!!” Nezha jumped at the loud tone, anticipatory giggles already spilling from his lips.

“What the heck he’s already laughing, awe-AND SO,” Mk repeated with a dramatic pause. “Mei, get his shirt.”

His bestie didn’t need to be told twice, Nezha letting out a shriek as she pulled his shirt up and away from his belly. “LOCAL GREMLINS!! ASSEMBLE!!!” She cried-

Right as Mk blew a raspberry into the center of Nezha’s belly.

There was a loud pop as Nezha exploded into laughter, and a few gasps and awes went around as a pink glow tinged Mk’s peripheral.

He continued to blow raspberry after raspberry with hardly any pause, and he probably would have winced given just how loud and downright evil Nezha’s laughter was, giggles and cackles as he thrashed and squirmed. It was absolutely hilarious.

“HE’S EXPLODING PETALS, MK!!” Mk paused in his raspberry blowing to pinch at the back of his knees, causing a knee-jerk reaction as he grinned at the petals that had shot out into existence, floating to the ground as Nezha snorted.

“God damn, the guy’s got a set of lungs.” Macaque chuckled, placing his hands over his ears with a grin. Mk laughed with a shake of his head, before diving straight back in, this time nibbling with an added sound effect of ‘nom nom nom’.

The petals exploded from him again.

“MK STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP OHMYGOD PLEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHASE!!!!” Nezha cried as if his life depended on it, repeated pops that were just too cute to be real filled the room as the distinct smell of lotuses overwhelmed Mk’s nose as he just kept going and going, blow after blow after blow after-

“JESUS CHRIST KID, GIVE THE MAN A BREAK!!” His record broke with a laugh with the way Pigsy had to shout so loud just to be heard over Nezha’s screaming.

It was when Nezha was so weak that all he could do was tremble and laugh, that Wukong removed the feathers and poofed them into hair, when Mei and he finally-gently-placed him on the floor, and Mk had ceased his merciless tickling, that the man gulped down proper breath since the whole ordeal began.

“Ohohoho, that was golden!” Wukong laughed as he answered to Mk’s high five, Macaque snorting at the way Nezha curled up into a tight little ball, lotus petals surrounding and covering him as he lightly tried to fan his face in hopes of ridding the embarrassed and exhausted blush on his cheeks.

“You damn near killed him, you idiots.” Pigsy sighed in exasperation, looking over the mess that had become his shop within a matter of minutes in very heavy disappointment.

“What-” Nezha panted as he sat up, burning with the rest of his gradually dying embarrassment. “What was that!? Wha-what did you do??” Mk tilted his head in amused confusion, as did Mei and Wukong. “C’mon dude, it’s just tickling! It’s not like it can hurt ya!” Mei dismissed.

A silence was Nezha’s response.

Silence soon enveloped the shop.

“You…you do know what that is, right? Nezha?” Wukong asked with a tilt of his head, this one verging on the dangerous territory of ‘this better be a fucking joke or I swear to the Celestials-’

Nezha just stared at them like they’d grown three heads.

“Oh my God he doesn’t know what tickling is-”

“THE POOR BOIO-”

Nezha yelped as Mei latched onto him in a tight embrace, which caused Mk to automatically snort. Oh this was just sad, both the hilarious kind and also the not-hilarious kind.

Staying in one room to protect a map for thousands of years really must do something to ya, huh?

“I’m actually fucking remorseful. I send my regards.” Macaque hummed, before giving a half-assed salute. “See you on the other side, Lotus Prince.” And then he disappeared into the counter’s shadow. Just like the shifty monkey, doing something like that.

“This is gonna go terribly.” Tang interjected, polishing off his third bowl.

“I’m actually thinking of closing the shop for today, I can’t believe this.” Pigsy grumbled, retreating back into the safety of his kitchen.

Nezha, during all of this, seemed to grow even more confused as the multiple comments were shot fired, and he looked at Mk who only gave him a solemn grin, because even he wasn’t about to mess up what would be-

“This will be the greatest day of your life, Lotus Boy!”

The most disastrous day of his life, courtesy of the local menace, Mei.

“Now! First on my list would be some hands on experience-”

Nezha let out a shrill shriek as Mei’s hands immediately dive for his sides.

A shriek that will be just one of way, way, way too many to come.

#hbwriting #LMK tickling #lego monkie kid tickling #tickle fic #lmk tickle fic #lee!Nezha #ler!wukong #ler!Mei #ler!MK #poor boy #get fucking demolished- #I have no regrets #lego monkie kid tickle

[pleasantickles]

The anatomy is pretty wonky, but I thought it was cute anyways.

Here ya go!

#my art #tickle art #lmk tickle #lmk tickle art #lmk tickling #lego monkie kid tickle #lego monkie kid tickling #lee!MK #ler!Monkey King #lego monkie kid season 4 spoilers #lmk season 4 spoilers #tagging just in case

[switch-writer]

Hi I was wondering if you would be interested in writing a drabble for Ler!Kung Lao x Lee!Reader? I know I haven’t asked for a drabble yet but he just gives off such playful, sassy, let energy and you captured him so well in the headcanon you made. Anyways have a great night💜💜💜

Magical Giggles

Warnings/Extra Details: Tickling, fem!reader(although they has been used too), and I think that’s it?

A/N: As usual, thank you for the request! It’s been a long while since I’ve actually written a drabble, so this has been fun! I recently started working so this would’ve been done sooner but I’ve been super tired. So apologies for any grammar errors there may be! But thank you so much for requesting! I love Kung Lao, he’s a little sweetheart 🫶

Summary: Kung Lao has recently been busy assisting others, and chooses to reassure his lover by the best way possible. Lots of loving words and affection… and lots of giggling.

Finally, he was almost home. Kung Lao had recently been helping Liu Kang and Raiden recently at the Wu Shi Academy, mostly with assisting new trainees and teaching his own techniques since him, Raiden, and Liu Kang certainly all had differing ways of fighting and their own abilities. He was confident his own skills could help out the fellow martial artists due to the sudden spike in trainees and fighters going to the academy.

But alas, the day was finally and everything had settled down. So after a brief conversation and exhaustion being expressed between him and Raiden since they were rushing around every which way, although Liu Kang simply laughed and claimed his energy was much more long suffering than theirs, he finally made his exit. He tipped his hat and began his walk home…

He knew his days were getting longer and more hours in, so he knew tonight he’d have to pay more attention to his dear lover. While you had protested that you understood and found the action quite kind, he knew that eating dinner alone and not having someone to lay next to when you went to sleep was a difficult thing to swallow when realizing how close they were…

Kung Lao quickly rushed after his thoughts wandered to those saddened thoughts, a small tap echoing with every step he took with his hasty running.

After he dashed to the door of his humble home, a few deep breaths escaped his throat as he quickly entered, and power walked through the house as if he was on a mission, which he was. And within moments, he suddenly opened the bedroom door…

And there you were, a slight look of surprise escaped you as you noticed your lover in the mirror’s reflection you were previously using to pull your hair back, glancing back behind you to stare into his eyes while finishing pulling your hair out of your face.

“Kung Lao—?” You questioned as a laugh escaped him, followed by that soft contagious smile. “Surprised?” “…Perhaps.” You replied before approaching the bed, a soft smile wishing to twitch on your lips.

“…You’re going to bed already?” Kung Lao’s smile slightly wavered as you snickered. “It’s getting late. You aren’t usually home when I go to bed.” The hat wearing Man seemed surprised.. You seemed short with him… and trying to get to bed too soon. You already had climbed under the covers and were getting comfortable…

“No.”

“No?” Your eyes flashed to him, a brow raising on your face as he sassily put his hands on his hips.

“I said no.”

“…No what exactly?”

Within that very moment, he took his hat and tossed it onto a nearby surface before diving into the bed, causing a gasp, followed by a squeal from you as you curled up defensively… and suddenly, you felt him take your hands and suddenly begin to shower your face in kisses.

Which admittedly shocked you as a couple giggles escaped while your face squirmed around to try and dodge the kissing onslaught.

“Kung Lao—!”

Lao’s little angel, also known as you, spoke out with a soft giggle as he snickered, finally pulling away. “I said no! You’re going to stay up with me! Don’t play dumb, face it, you’ve missed me. You accepted the fact I wasn’t here, but you know it saddens you.”

You paused, surprised since he realized.. but you ended up turning away from him, refusing to face him.

“Awwh… come on. Don’t be like that. I know the truth.” He spoke with a gentle softness in his voice as his hand reached up, gently rubbing your cheek.

“…It’s alright. I understand, I think it’s very—“

“No! Don’t make excuses as to why it’s fine little lady. I’m gonna make up for it, and you’re gonna like it.” The rather sassy man smirked, his hand drifting down and tickling your tummy with a couple of gentle scratches with his fingertips, causing you to yelp as a laugh or two escaped you.

“Ohhh. There’s that magical laugh. The one that took my heart.” Kung Lao teased, causing you to roll your eyes.

“Cheesy, are we?” You snarked off to him in a playful manner, as if you were mimicking his sass, a slight smile forming on your lips.

However, the man gasped before snickering at his lover, they always knew how to challenge his sass, and he adored it about her… but he knew full and well he had to double his own sass.

“Oh you little—!”

Once more, he pounced on his girlfriend, causing a squeal to escape your lips. His fingers began to hastily move around your sides, his fingertips tickling you and causing that tingly electric feeling to surge your veins as a flow of bubbly giggles began to escape your throat.

“There’s the magical giggles! You haven’t giggles much recently either, hm?” He questioned as You attempted to hide your face with your hands. “Well, I suppose I have to make up for the lack of giggles then. I want all of those magical sounds!”

You suddenly felt those tickly fingertips move upwards around your ribs, causing a sudden squeak as the sensation spiked up with ticklishness from the scribbles around and between your ribs.

“And there’s more giggles! I must really be that funny!” He smirked all cockily, as if he was proud of himself for making you smile.

But it didn’t end there! Nono. He suddenly launched his hands up underneath his dear lover’s arms, clawing at the sensitive flesh right at the armpits, causing a squeal to escape your throat before gentle laughter began to flow out too.

“K-Kuhuhung Lahao—!”

“Yes, my dearest—“ and suddenly his fingers went back where they started, wiggling right above your belly, just to lunge right at the ticklish spot, and causing lots of ticklish sensations. “—most ticklish cutie?”

Your face began to flush a bright pink, your smile unable to contain itself as it got bigger and bigger. “Q-Quhuhuit it—!” “But you sound so sweet! So happy! So joyful! I can’t just let this end now, can I? Come on. Let me tickle this little tummy?”

And suddenly, a snort escaped you as his fingers crossed were making this impossible to resist, suddenly pinching and squeezing your hips for a brief moment, causing another snort as he went right back to your stomach.

“P-Plehehease! Please! I’m hahahappy, sihihilly—!”

“Ohhh fineee… I suppose we should settle down. But there’s one more thing.”

You seemed confused as he smirked, raising your shirt above those baggy, fuzzy pajama pants on your waist…

And it clicked.

“Wait—! Wahahait! Kuhung Lahao! Kung LahAHA—!”

You were overwhelmed with laughter as the playful sassy man you called your lover blew a raspberry on your tummy, causing both the silly noise along with lots of tingles going through your tummy as you kicked your legs with frantic nature and all the laughter in the world escaping you.

“o-oKAY—! GEHET—! S-SHOO! QUHUIT—!”

“Alright, Miss Magical Giggles!” He smirked as he teased, finally getting up from the bed now that all of the blankets were messed up.

And his lovely magical giggle box lover was right in the middle of the bed, curled up as she giggled.

“H-Hohow dare you!” You scolded as he laughed, bowing as if it was a honor.

“Hey, I love hearing magical giggles, magical laughs, and that magical smile makes me weak in the knees! Whew! I had to make up for not seeing it too much the past couple days.” He crinkled his nose in a playful manner, causing some more giggles to escape your lips as you finally uncurled and stood to your feet.

“Just go, Sir Cheesy. I’ll remake the bed, you go get ready for bed.” You shook your head in amusement, remaking the bed as he planted a kiss on your cheek and walked to prepare himself for some well needed rest.

Admittedly, as rotten and cruel that was to launch a sudden attack… it was still adorable, and you could tell it meant the world to him to make you smile.. how could you deny him? It truly cheered you up.

Once you finished making the bed however… you had to admit… there was no way you couldn’t return the favor..!

Kung Lao entered into the room after a couple of minutes passed… and suddenly, he felt someone come from behind a door to shove him onto the bed, followed by some nails scribbling up his sides, causing a not so manly squeal to escape from him as hysterical gleeful laughter escaped his lips.

And the house was full of magical giggles, laughter, and most of all… closeness, warmth… and affection.

… And of course, tickles.

Hope you enjoyed!

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[phobiaoftickles]

Cuddly tickles

Summary: MK was cuddling in Redson’s 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, it’s 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 later😭. And I’ll through in SWK and Macaque cause why not???🫣 Yes this is SWK and Macaque father figure in here, don’t like it don’t read it. Kinda doesn’t fit the characters, but I honestly don’t care.

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“Ahhh, just keep doing that…hahah,” Mk giggled, melting in to the touch.

“Just go to sleep, MK, my hands getting tired…” Redson whined.

“Ok ok, just… *sigh* five more minutes…” 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 boy’s 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. This’ll 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 he’s currently in. “Babe…. Hahahah, it ticklesss.”

“It does? How can me scratching your back, be ticklish?”

“Yohohou’re not scratching myhyhy back, you’re thihihickling my sides!!!” The monkie kid giggled out some more, and if his head wasn’t turned away from his boyfriend, he could tell that MK’s 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 don’t forget he loves, absolutely loves, the kisses the brunette gives the red head. He absentmindedly stopped tickling him because he was mesmerized by the latter’s giggles.

Until he was pulled out of his trance by the one he was staring at, “Why’d you stop?”

“Wh-what, oh my bad, I’m sorry hun, I’ll keep tickling the devil out of you.” He leaned down and kissed his forehead while he still tickled his sides.

“Ehehehheehw, don’t shahahahahy that,” MK pulled away from the kiss and bent his head in his lover’s side giggling away.

If cuteness could kill, Redson, well… he’ll be dead before he got MK’s number. Love at first sight, am I right? “Awww, can’t you be anymore cuter???”

“Dohohohon’t tease me!” MK laughed a lil harder as Redson started squeezing his hips, unconsciously digging his head deeper in his side, making the vibrations tickle.

“Hey! Don’t laugh in my side, you idiot. It tickles!” Redson pushed his head away, still tickling.

“Oh! Wahahahahahit! You’re ticklish too, how can I forget about that?!” MK pushed Redson’s hand away, and tickled his sides.

“NO!! MK!! Stahahhahap!! I’ll buhuhuhurn you, if yohohohou don’t!!! Plehehehehase!!!” Redson tried to pull away, but his attempts were broken, as MK is much stronger than him at tickling.

“Nu uh, I don’t think it’s fair if you get to tickle me, and I can’t tickle you back!!”

“Ihihihit’s so fair!!! Behehehehcause you like ihihit and I dohohohon’t!!! Fuuhuhuhucking hell!! Sthahahahahap!!!” As MK didn’t 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.

“You’ve been real bad, lately, maybe I should punish you harder.” Redson smirked down at MK with his arms pinned above his head.

“Yeah? And what exactly do you have in, mi-“ He gasped when he felt dull fingers flutter on his ribcage. “No. No! REDSON!! Babe, please, we can talk about this! Hahahaha, not there, please. I’m sorry, I won’t ever tickle you again. You can tickle me ANYWHERE but my ribs, you KNOW it’s a death spot of mine.” MK looked down, trying not to meet his boyfriend’s devilous face.

“Have trust in me, babe, I won’t hurt you… just trynna seek my revenge.” And as that, feels like the brunette’s life has flashed before his eyes, he descended on MK’s quivering body, squeezing the life out of it.

“HAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! REDSON!! BAHAHAHAHBE!!!! STAHAHHAAHP!!! IT HUHUHUHURTS! IT HURTS!! PLEASE!!!”

“Oh please, how can this-“ 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 doesn’t look good.

“What the hell are you doing to my, son?!” 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, “Nononono, this is NOT what it looks like! I was just tickling him!! Nothing more, nothing less!!”

“Well, I sure hope you do something less!! It is 1 am! Some people need their beauty sleep!” Tang fluttered his eyes, with his hair too in curl pins. (You can’t tell me otherwise he doesn’t do curl pins).

“Like the look.” Sun Wukong pointed at him.

“Why thank you-“ he was interrupted by Mei.

“Can you boys just go to sleep?! If I have to come out here again, I promise you, there’ll be more than a loud game of tickling.” She punched her fist, making the boys infront of them quickly agree.

“Yes ma’am” they both whined, huddling together, bc an angry Mei is not a pretty Mei.

“We promise to go to sleep!” MK tried to rush them out.

Pigsy, Sandy, Tang, and Mei, sighed and left the room, leaving SWK and Macaque. “You get off that boy, this instant!” The Monkie King, stomped his foot down, acting like an overprotective dad.

“Aw, come on, let them have their fun, plus we haven’t finished where we left off, you mind coming back with me, Peaches~?” The six-eared macaque winked at his husband, making him blush.

“Uh-uh, Yes!! Just give me a sec! I swear to god, if you hurt him, Redboy, I’m coming!!! Mark my words!”

“Not yet, you aren’t, now hurry up, I don’t like waiting.” 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 MK’s face were all beat red, being embarrassed they were caught in the act. Until, Mk piped up, “wow, you sure are ticklish!”

Earning a pillow to his face, “shut up! Your laugh was the one that got us caught.”

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 wasn’t destroyed, then he was dead. Boy, does he want to continue tickling MK, but that’ll wait till tomorrow.

#tickle content #tickle fic #tickle fluff #tickle #tickle scenarios #Lmk #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid tickle #Lee Redson #Lee MK #Ler MK #Ler Redson #Ticklish redson #ticklish MK

[tastybluesprite]

LMK TICKLE HEADCANONS!!!!

Ok I started this a couple days ago but now it’s time I posted it. I only did a few characters but maybe I’ll do a part 2 with more heh

MK

- Most Ticklish guy ever to exist fr

- Like he’s insanely so

- Mei loves torturing him lol

- She knows ever one of his weak spots and it drives him crazy

- I don’t think he’d be embarrassed about it but if I pair this along with my headcanon that he has adhd and can get overstimulated too quickly, I’d say he can’t handle it for too long

- His worst spots are his feet, underarms, and sides

- But his death spot is probably his belly

- He can’t handle any touch there like it’s too sensitive lmao

- His laugh his loud and bubbly and is endearing to majority of people who hear it

- He’s honestly a ler also

- Not as much as most people he knows though

- He won’t admit it but he’s never won a tickle fight before (ESPECIALLY with Mei)

- He doesn’t really tease the person he tickles so much as he more complements the person he tickles

- “Awww your laugh is so cute!!!”

- “Wow how’d you get your skin to be this soft?”

- (He actually learned this form of teasing from Wukong lolll)

Mei

- I honestly don’t think she’s that ticklish tbh

- Like she’ll giggle and stuff if you tickle all the normal places one would be ticklish, but besides that not much

- It KILLS MK that he can’t get her back easily

- Buuuttt she does have one death spot

- *cough* Her feet *cough cough*

- Get her feet and she’s thrashing and begging for mercy

- But she LOVES tickling MK

- She thinks his laugh is so adorable and just constantly enjoys hearing it

- She’s a RUTHLESS ler

- An absolute menace

- She can dominate almost anybody in a tickle fight

- Part of what makes her so dangerous is that she can take mental note of each persons reactions so she can easily figure out all their weak spots and death spots

- She loves to use baby talk for teased

- It’s so damn flustering lmao

Sun Wukong (Monkie King)

- I hate this loser so much /affectionate

- As much as he loves tickling people (being the trickster he is who loves making people laugh), he is actually super ticklish himself

- Also do y’all remember him having stage fright (which had me laughing my ass off lmao it was so funny), because him being ticklish would make him even more adorable

- His stomach, ribs, and thighs are pretty bad spots, but get his armpits and he’s literally dead

- He’ll probably do almost anything you say lmaoooo he’s so ticklish there

- When MK found out he had a field day

- I mean, THE Monkie King, all powerful god and deity… is ticklish?

- He made MK swear not to tell anyone (wouldn’t want to ruin his rep after all) but of course MK told Mei

- Also if his laugh gets loud enough he’ll snort

- Which is another thing he’d also rather die than admit

- Funnily enough he isn’t that embarrassed about being ticklish

- He understands that’s just the way body’s work and sees it more as a instinctive defense mechanism to protect yourself

- But he’d rather die than admit he likes it lmfaoooo

- He’s he’s a ruthless ler also

- He likes to tease by stating the obvious of the matter

- “Ohhh I’m sorry does this tickle?”

- “Bud I can’t hear you over all that laugher it’s too loud!”

- It’s honestly scary

- But he is a trickster so what would you expect lolll

Macaque

- Just like Sun Wukong, he’s also ticklish

- I like to think he’s equally as ticklish, and has similar tickle spots to Wukong

- Though he has a death spot on his ribs

- Digging in there will have him hysterically cackling

- Unlike Wukong, who doesn’t actually mind being ticklish, Macaque would honestly rather die than admit it

- Wukong loves to torture him

- When they get into fights that become physical, Wukong will use tickling to take him down

- Sometimes when he’s being a little shit, Wukong uses tickling also to bring him down a few pegs

- I love the idea that he’d be very much incapable of saying the “t word”

- He absolutely cannot and it’s hilarious

- Even hearing it is flustering and embarrassing

- Sometimes Wukong will tease him by randomly saying it (such as “that has me tickled pink!” that sort of thing)

- He HATES it lmao

- Wukong is the worst teaser and tickler for him but it’s only because he knows him best

- He knows just what to do and say to torture him and take him down

- Someone help him lol /j

#sprite🥤 #lmk tickling #lmk sun wukong #lmk mei #lmk macaque #lmk mk #monkey kid #monkey king #lego monkey kid macaque #lego monkey kid sun wukong #lego monkey kid mk #lee!mk #lee!monkie king #ticklish!mk #ticklish!monkie kid #ticklish!macaque #ler!monkie kid #ler!macaque #ler!mei

[emeriethevalkyriegirl]

Hide and Seek

A/N: This is a Monkie Kid fanfic. I was finally able to write one after so long of thinking and watching the series. It was so hard to find season 4 but I did it. Anyway, hope you like it.

Inspiration: @tastybluesprite and @toast-is-ticklish

Summary: Mk has accidently turned himself into a 4 year old child. The effects will wear off by tomorrow, but for now, he wants to play with Monkey King. And Sun WuKong is more than eager to play too.

“Where are you...?” Sun WuKong trailed off as he heard faint giggles coming from his bed room. Ever since Mk turned into a kid, the gang has decided that it would be best if Sun WuKong were to take him. Mk was more familiar with it sense he’s been going to the Monkey King’s home a lot of times to train. Plus, the monkeys will be able to help Sun WuKong watch him as they wait form him to transform back.

Sun WuKong was a little nervous but he agreed since Mk was like a son to him. Even though he reminded them that he wasn’t the kid’s father or anything. Sun WuKong thought it was gonna be easy to watch him. He was a kid. It wasn’t like he could do anything unpredictable under the Monkey King’s watch.

Boy was he wrong.

Mk was completely unpredictable. Sun WuKong had found out that Mk was a very curious child and filled with a lot of energy. Sun WuKong had no idea where he got it from. Because of the energy, Mk was knocking over object to see if they break or not. He would look into places that he wasn’t suppose to look into. And on occasion, Monkey King would had to keep him from falling from certain heights.

It became so bad that Sun WuKong suddenly yelled at the kid, telling him that he could’ve gotten hurt. He never wanted to be mean about it. He was just very concern for him especially in this state. Mk, startled by the yell, started to cry loudly. Sun WuKong facepalmed after realizing his mistake and without thinking, picked him up and rocked him in his arms. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt you.” he said in a calming voice. Mk stopped crying and rubbed his eyes.

Sun WuKong frowned for a moment. He wanted to make Mk feel better but he didn’t know how. Suddenly, Sun WuKong felt Mk moving in his arms. Mk reached out for something as the Monkey King looked at what what the child was paying attention to.

It was his tail. Mk loved the way Sun WuKong’s tail moved. His tail was in a swaying motion, always getting that way whenever he was thinking about something. Sun WuKong smiled at the boy’s interest and waved his tail in front of Mk’s tiny nose. Mk tried to catch the tail and giggled when it tickled his nose. Sun WuKong chuckled at the tiny giggle. “Is my tail tickling you?” Mk grabbed the Monkey King’s tail but Sun WuKong made it so that the tail had slipped away. Mk tried to catch it again, reaching out his tiny arms at his goal.

The two of them stayed like this for a while. Sun WuKong letting Mk catch his tail and tickling him whenever Mk did catch it. After that, the two of them started to get along.

Now, it was around night time and it was time for Mk to go to bed. So, Sun WuKong decided to play hide and seek with Mk. Mk always wanted to hide so Sun WuKong was the Seeker. And here they were.

Sun WuKong smirked when he heard his young pupil’s giggles. “I know you’re there, little monkey.” Monkey King said, using Mk’s little nickname for him. Another giggle came from his bedroom as Sun WuKong silently stepped inside his bedroom. He understood why Mk chose his room. It has plenty of places to hide. But, it only took one good look for him to notice that Mk was hiding in his closet under a pile of clean clothes.

“Huh, where’s my monkey?” Sun WuKong cooed, pretending he couldn’t see Mk. Mk tried to hold in his giggles as Monkey King pretended to think. Sun WuKong walked over to the pile of clothes and flopped on top of them. Sun heard Mk’s laughter through the clothes. “I don’t know where my lil’ monkey is.” Sun WuKong playfully pouted as he slipped his hand under the clothes pile and poked Mk. He smiled more when he heard him laugh. “Wait a minute. Is someone in there?” Sun WuKong started to take some of the clothes from the pile until he found Mk.

Mk squealed as the bright light from the room filled his eyes. Sun WuKong gasped dramatically. “There’s my little monkey.” The Monkey King grabbed Mk and hoisted him into the air before catching him. Mk burst into a fit of laughter. “And now it’s time for my meal.” The Monkey King said as he pretended to eat Mk by filling his tiny tummy with gentle love bites. Mk’s laughter went up an octave.

Realizing that Mk was running out of breath, Monkey King put Mk down letting the 4 year old hug his tummy. “That hehehehe tickled.” Mk said in the most adorable voice possible. “Of course it did, monkey.” Sun WuKong replied, using his tail to lightly tickle Mk’s cheeks and ears.

“Alright lil’ monkey, it’s bedtime.” Mk shook his head as Sun WuKong picked him up and placed him in his arms. “Nu uh. Not tired.” Mk said as the Monkey King raised his brow. “Whaaaaa, you gotta be tired ‘cause I’m tired.”

“Again. Again!” Mk chanted as Sun WuKong rolled his eyes. “Okay. One of more game of hide and seek. Then, it’s bed time.” Sun WuKong declared as he placed Mk on the floor and watched him cheer. “Ready!” Mk said as Sun WuKong covered his eyes. “Monkey see, monkey doo, where ever you are, I’ll find you.” Sun WuKong heard Mk’s laughter coming from the living room. He counted to ten and set off to find his pupil.

“Lil’ monkey? Where’d you go?” Sun WuKong called out, the little ball of laughter coming from Mk trying to decrease. Sun WuKong followed the sound to the living room. He saw his old video games by the TV and some messy pillows on the floor. Thinking that Mk was there, Sun WuKong lifted one of the pillows. Mk wasn’t there. “Huh?” A faint giggle picked up as Sun WuKong turned his attention to the couch. There was a small purple blanket that was on top of a another pillow. The blanket looked a bit lumpy and it squirmed a little too.

Sun WuKong smirked. He reached over to pick up the giggling Mk, but stopped himself. He always surprised Mk by poking or teasing him. Maybe he should try something different. And he knew exactly what to do. The Monkey King swung his tail and snuck it right under the blanket. Because Mk wasn’t wearing anything on his feet, it wasn’t long before the child felt the soft fur on Sun WuKong’s tail. Sun wiggled his tail slowly on Mk’s feet, making him giggle and squirm around. “Hey, do I hear giggles?” Sun WuKong teased as the blanket that was covering Mk suddenly fell to the floor.

“Is that my little monkey?” Sun teased again, using his tail to carry Mk off the couch. Mk laughed as he was being lift up upside down. “Monkey! Monkey!”

“Yeah, that’s right. You are a monkey.” Sun replied while booping Mk’s nose. As Sun WuKong turned the 4 year old right side up, Mk started to yawn and stretch his arms. “Guess that means it’s bed time.” Mk shook his head lazily. “Oh no you don’t. You’re a sleepy monkey. Now close those little monkey eyes.” Sun WuKong interjected as he walked back to his bedroom.

The Monkey King gently placed Mk on the bed and tucked him into the covers. “Not...sleepy.” Mk tried to say before another yawn escape from his lips. “Yes you are. Cheeky little monkey.” Sun protested, giving Mk one last little tickle on his neck. Mk let out a soft giggle before pulling the covers up to his neck and closing his eyes to fall asleep.

Sun WuKong ruffled the child’s hair and turned off the lamp. “See you in the morning, Mk.”

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #Mk #Monkey King #Sun WuKong #Sun #tickles #tickle community #de-aged Mk #ticklish #monkey #tickle #cute tickles #lee Mk #ler Monkey King

[mindyballz]

TY @totaldramafluffstuffz SO MUCH I LOVE THIS JULIAYNE IS AMAZING :3 JULIA STOP BEING SUCH A LOVEABLE BASTARD I DON'T LIKE IT EVEN THOUGH I DO AAAAAA LEE JULIA I LOVE LEE JULIA MORE THEN LER JULIA WAYNE YOU HAVE DONE AN AMAZING GOAL AAAAAAA ILY/p OMG I AM ACTIALLY JUMPING IN JOY AHAHAHAYTATATAYAYYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYY YIPPIIEEEEEEWEW JULIAS VOICE IS SO CALMING AND GOD WAYNES FACE ALWAYS GETS ME AAAAAAAAAA JULIAS NOT EVEN FIGHTING BAAAACK I LOVE THEM GET MARRIED NOW. NOW. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW. I LOVED JULIAYNE SINCE LIKE SEPTEMBER WHEN I WATCHED THE REBOOT SEASON 1 "b-but mk!!" I GOT MY RED DRESS ON TONIGHT

#tickles #total drama tickle #juliayne #:3 #yippiee #aaaaaaah #im so happy #i love this #<3

[tklpilled]

LEE GAMING HCS BC IM A LITTLE TOO OBSESSED W HIM

Lee Gaming who ducky thinks has death spots on his hips, ribs, and feet.

Lee Gaming who is also palm ticklish and knee ticklish @ticklish-n-stuff Ty Sakura ❤️

Lee Gaming who snorts and laughs really breathily and squeaky until you really get belly laughs Outta him. (KINDA LIKE DUB TODOROKI IN THAT ONE OVA??)

Lee Gaming who snrks in anticipation, his face red and eyes wide and frantic. “I’m not doing anything?” “Ihihihi cahahan fehehee-EEP! I cahahan feheheel ihihit!!”

Lee Gaming who gets tormented by Xingqiu bc he finally has a new targetfriend (much to chongyun’s delight.)

Lee Gaming who shrugs up his shoulders and squeals and closes an eye whenever his neck or chin is tickled.

Lee Gaming who will fold like a chair from traces on his torso. Drag your fingers up his sides? Oh he’s putty in your hands and giggling like crazy till he’s loopy.

Lee Gaming whose tummy will suck in and puff out out of anticipation when you wiggle your fingers above it.

Lee Gaming who tries to keep his giggles in and they creep out from behind his teeth.

Lee Gaming who turns as red as his shirt when you pin his arms above his head. (He knows that death is imminent)

Lee Gaming who hides his face bc he thinks he looks dorky when laughing (pls compliment him he looks ethereal and it will only make him more flustered.)

Lee Gaming whose hair gets all disheveled and fluffy in front of his eyes (which adds to making it worse bc now he can’t see where his ler is going????)

Lee Gaming who loves to have his back or feet traced to give him “tingles,” but it tickles so damn bad that the person doing it has to ask if he’s okay. He shoots a shaky thumbs up with a hand slapped over a goofy smile.

Lee Gaming who thought he was immune to being teased (outside of tickles ofc) until Xingqiu called him “adorable” and kept cooing “tickle, tickle, tickle!” at him.

Lee Gaming who will melt into the floor if you tease him at all now.

Lee Gaming who gets poked by Chongyun when he gets too hyperactive, a soft, unspoken reminder to help him cool off before he gets overheated and hyper. (Personal hc i don’t care. Baby gets too hot when too excited. Him and Chongyun are homies bc popsicles ❤️❤️)

Lee Gaming who actually LOVES being tickled and will never ask for it to stop.

Lee Gaming who adores comfort tickles, both giving and receiving. He’ll be with Chongyun and Xingqiu, visibly upset. Opening his arms with grabby hands for a hug from them both, he’ll murmur into one of their shoulder’s “do the thing…” (I luv him Kaz you don’t get it)

Writer Ducky who is going to turn that into a fic ^^

Lee Gaming who has 3/10 ticklish ears and giggles when his hair is played with near them.

Lee Gaming who will 100% willingly be the sacrificial lamb when someone is in a ler mood.

Lee Gaming who needs hugs after he’s tickled or he’ll die (real not fake)

Lee Gaming who has a soul connection with his lil lion dude (I cannot find his name help) and whenever someone scratched its tummy, his eyes are squeezed shut and he’s trying not to fall over giggling.

Lee Gaming who is getting an entire fucking novel abt him sent to Kaz rn <33333

Mk I have a meeting with my professor. I’ll probs send you little blurbby blurbs throughout the week <3

DUXKY. DUCKY. GOD. i love him SO much this only made me love him even more THESE ARE SO CUTE???? he has the cutest giggles ever omg and i know he's like. a cocky little brat until you even look at him the right way bc then he's all flustered and giggly HES SO. xingqiu/chongyun/gaming polycule is so real btw i've decided that now!!!!!!!! perfect balance between ler lean, lee lean, and even switch in that order. im right

#ask #duckymcdoorknob #moots <3

[toast-is-ticklish]

Would really love some mor Lee! Red Son fixa, hopefully with Ler! Mei

Ask and you shall receive! I also put MK in here because I just love that funny little guy.

Sleepover

Lee! Red Son, Ler! Mei, and Ler! MK

Will I continue to project onto almost every single character I write about? Most definitely.

Basically red is feeling really nervous at a sleepover with their friends and they get reassured with tickles and kind words. Ft. A group hug.

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Red son blearily checked the time only to see a big, red, taunting 4:15 am on the clock next to his bed.

Shit.

After being invited to a sleepover with Mei and the Noodle Boy, they had accidentally stayed up almost all night frantically googling. What do people do at sleepovers? How should they act? He didnt want to be a poor guest! They had to make sure they didnt screw it up!

So after hours upon hours of useless wikihow articles and blog posts, they were left sitting in their bed, completely wired, probably not going to sleep a wink.

He figured he could just nap a bunch tommorow before he went over, but instead he ended up getting everything ready by 6am and anxiously pacing around the house until they had to be at MKs apartment which was 5:00pm.

Christ they were a mess.

So now here they were, anxiously sitting on MKs couch, running on a fuck ton of instant coffee and pure nervous energy. They literally looked like a wood board on the couch.

"Uuhhhhhh. Red Boy? You good?" Mei said as she laid down an armful of snacks onto the coffee table and sat down.

Red son snapped his head over so quickly it looked like it hurt. "Me? Of course I am, you bozo! I'm simply perturbed by how utterly depressing the Noodle Boys lair is." He talked a little faster than normal, his nerves shining through the flair.

"I keep telling you Red, it's an apartment. Not a lair." MK yelled from the kitchen, before walking into the living room with everybody's popcorn.

Upon seeing red son he squinted his eyes in suspicion. "Whyyyyyyyy do you look like you're being held at gunpoint to sit on my couch? And like you havent slept in 500 years?"

And now Red son was surrounded on all sides by their suspicious, concerned, and extremely nosy friends.

But that's okay, because they were a master of misdirection, even on zero hours of sleep.

"500 years?!" They screeched in mock anger, even letting their flame burst up a little for the dramatics, "I take offense to that."

"And I take offense to you obviously dodging my question."

Shit.

"I-I. I dont know what you mean." He mumbled, pointedly looking away.

He didnt want to tell those two how nervous he was. It was embarrassing.

"Fess up, Red Boy!" Mei exclaimed, "We're your friends! You can trust us yaknow?" She started poking his side, mainly as an attempt to annoy him onto confessing whatever it was that he was so keen on hiding.

She was very pleasantly suprised to be met with a squeak.

"MK?" She said, oozing with mischief, "I think I just found a great way to get our friend to open up a little."

Red Son wishes they could say they put up a good fight, but their total lack experience with tickling combined with their lack of sleep ended up with them just sort of flailing around uselessly before being immediately pinned.

"Prepare for your doom, Red Son!" MK announced in a goofy 'evil' voice, before both of Reds friends erupted in the cheesiest evil laughs he had ever heard.

"You two are really bad at that, you know?" He said, nervous grin wobbling on his lips.

"Nuh Uh! Bullying later, laughing now!" Mei said, before diving into Red Sons ribs, digging her fingers in and scribbling all over.

"Ah! Nohohhahah! Ihihihis thihihihis- Ahahah! Nehehecesaahahahy?!"

Red son squeaked before bursting into high pitched, childish laughter, which really made him want to cover his face right about now. He squirmed around weakly, just sort of grabbing Meis hands as if that would in any way stem the somersaults his stomach was doing.

"Seems pretty necessary to me!" MK said, and even though Red couldnt see his face, they could hear the stupid smirk in his voice.

MK suddenly joined the fray, but not at all in the way Red Son expected.

He expected MK to be very rough and boisterous, so he didnt expect the boy to go for his neck and ears, and especially did not expect for him to be so incredibly gentle.

Then he immediately realized why.

The contrast of sensation was driving him insane!

Scrunching his shoulders up as he shook his head back in forth, Red son realized just how screwed they were. The tickles on his ribs from Mei made his back arch into her hands, making it tickle worse. Meanwhile MK was not only making them look like a dork but also increasing the butterflies in their stomach making their anticipation go up, making everything more ticklish.

Maybe they were evil.

"Red boy your tickle laugh is so cute!!" Mei squealed as she scribbled down to his sides.

Red Son had never actually been called cute by anybody, except for when he was being condescended to. So when Mei called him that, he essentially felt like his brain exploded.

They could feel themselves blushing as those goddamn butterflies in their stomach went fucking crazy again. The word echoed in their mind over and over again, 'cute' ,and every time it did it was more flustering.

So why did it also feel kind of warm and fuzzy?

Mei seemed to have noticed his internal dilemma and looked a little too excited about it. "MK!! I think Red Boy likes being called cute!!"

What.

"Nononono! NohohoOHOT truhUHAHahah!" He squealed, nope, nuh uh, no way, that's too embarrassing to be happening right now.

Mk leaned over to take one look at Red Sons face and apparently something was telling because he immediately broke into a playful grin.

"They do!"

"Ihihi DOHohonT! Ahahnd ihiHIHIm NOhohOHT!!"

Red son definitely did not whine through laughter.

"Your denial is also adorable, Red boy."

Mei giggled to herself before shoving her hands into his underarms, making the fiery teen squeal before breaking into slightly hysterical sounding cackles.

There were many words to describe Red Son, most of them not very nice, and adorable was definitely not one of them. That's what he would've said if he could, but what came out of his tickle fried brain was less eloquent.

"NohHOhoho! NHOHOT AhahdROAHAHABLE! NohoHOH! HEHAHAHAH!"

Red Son laughed loud and uncontrolled as once again that stupid word ran circles around their mind. They were too tired for this...confusion.

Still they felt that stomach flipping sensation again, and the warm fuzziness, and could not convince themselves it was entirely unpleasant.

Although supremely embarrassing.

"Hey Mei! You stay up here, I wanna try something!" MK said before quickly scurrying down to Red Sons legs. What the hell was he up to now?

Red was having trouble focusing on his suspicion what with the chest shaking laughs and ticklish shocks racking his frame though.

When MK skittered his fingers behind Reds knees, they wanted to encase themselves in concrete and wait a million years until they came out and proceeded to live the life of a hermit for the rest of eternity.

Their laughter immediately became a lot more bubbly, as they kicked their legs out weakly and snorted with a squeak.

"O.M.G!! Was that a snort I just heard? That's just too cute! You're gonna kill me, Red!" MK cooed while scrambling to not fall off of Reds kicking legs.

"SToHop cAHAHLLIHNG MeheHeheHe Thahat youHOUHOU *snort* WeiRHEIRDOHOHOS!"

Why must these two always throw him into weird internal crisis?

The fact that they had snorted and were being cooed at was not helping their current state of looking like a tomato on fire. They squeezed their eyes shut, mainly just to avoid eye contact at this point.

The butterflies in his stomach seemed to love it though.

'Awwww' was all the warning he got from Mei before she switched over to skittering all over his stomach, making his laughter switch from hysterical to completely childish.

Full, bubbly, laughs took hold of him as he squirmed desperately, scrambling for anything to grab before settling on weakly tugging at Meis wrists.

"Hahahehehahah! WHhyhyyhy ihihis tHIhihis hahaPahahnihing tohoho meheeh!?!"

"I actually forgot." MK said said with a chuckle, still evilly attacking Reds knees.

"Uuhhhhhhhhhh." Mei looked blankly over Red Sons head before jerking back to reality, "Oh! Right, tell us what's bothering you or we will tickle you... FOREVER!" She announced, following up with another goofy evil laugh.

"Youhouhou cahahant mahhake mehe!!" Red laughed out and immediately knew that was the wrong choice of words.

"You suuuuure bout that?" Mei said before drilling into Red Sons hips like the evil psychopath she is.

Red shrieked and burst into loud pitchy laughter.

At the same time, MK started squeezing at the tops of his knees, sending ticklish shocks everywhere.

The only thought that Red Son could produce at this point was 'tickles'. Head thrown back, starting to go limp with chest shaking laughter, they were officially gone.

"You good there, Red Boy?"

"AHAHEHEHAHAH! HAHEHAHAH!"

"Sounds great!" 

Suddenly Mei found a spot on Reds hips that them screech before breaking into completely silent laughter.

"ILLTELLOHMYGODSTOP" Red son somehow wheezed out, and immediately his friends withdrew their hands and gave him some space to breathe.

After a few moments passed of Red son catching their breath, they were the first to break the silence.

"I have never seen such pure evil as what you just subjected me to."

Both MK and Mei broke out into giggles.

"Yehehea yehea, sure. Now tell us what was bothering you or you might see some more 'pure evil'." MK said with a smirk.

"Uuugggghhhhhh. Do I have to?"

"Yep! I'm invoking bestie priviledges!" Mei said, ignoring a certain MK who was wiggling his fingers while dramatically whispering 'eviiiiiiiiil'.

"Fine. I was just nervous. I guess."

"Why?" MK and Mei asked, tilting their heads a little in confusion.

"Well. I've never really had friends before. And I've never been to a sleepover before, and I was just worried that I would just, kinda, ruin everything?" Red said, looking away and fidgeting with their hands.

"I'm not fun and outgoing like you two, I dont know how to be! And I kept reading all these articles that were like, 'Just relax! Be yourself! Blah blah blah!'  But I'm pretty sure whoever wrote them didnt expect the sleepover hosts to be past mortal enemies you helped your dad try to murder! What if I accidentally light your duvet on fire?! What if-"

"Woah, woah, woah! Take a breath Red, everything's okay! First of all, you're not going to ruin anything. Literally you just being here is enough to make the sleepover better, because you're our friend and we love you and love being around you." Mk reassured, a look of concern on his face.

"Yeah, Red Boy! And no matter how cheesy those articles you read sound, they're right! You dont need to act like anybody else around us. You dont need to pretend to be whatever you think is 'fun and outgoing'. We just want you!" Mei chipped in.

Red son seemed to take a second to process everything he was just told, before a small smile overtook his face. He looked up eyes a little glassy and just said "Thank you guys.", voice uncertain and a lot softer than usual.

"We got you, Red."

Ams suddenly he was in a group hug. It was warm. And nice.

"And what do we say about the stuff with DBK?" Mei said, raising her eyebrows a little.

"Its water under the bridge." Red son said in a monotone voice, pretending to be annoyed.

"Exactly! Now who wants to eat some popcorn that's definitely cold by now and watch the entire Monkey Cop movie series?!"

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[elliotthedork]

Not sure if it was me, but could you please do something with Lee Wukong getting chased by Ler Macaque?

Hello! Once again i deeply apologize about accidentally posting the first time when it was unfinished but i hope you like the fic!

Ler: Macaque, brief Wukong at the start

Lee: Wukong, brief Mk at the start

(Light spoliers for the end of season 3!)

Things have been slowly going back to normal since the defeat of the Lady Bone Demon

Pigsy opened up his noodle shop, and Mei continued her samadhi fire training with Red Son

Mk and Sun Wukong had also continued their normal training. Except now another monkey had joined them

Sence LBD's defeat, Macaque and Wukong had started re-building their relationship, it was a slow process but it was a start

Mk and Monkey King trained on the same fruit mountain they always trained on, with Macaque standing under a tree watching the two train about 50 feet away from him

Macaque allowed himself to think about his new life, reuniting with an old friend and a new student. While it was something he was going to have to get used to, Macaque certainly didn't mind the change

Macaque snapped out of his thoughts when a quick motion caught his attention. It was Wukong hoisting Mk off the ground with his tail, what Wukong did next suprised Macaque completely

Wukong started tickling Mk's ribs

As Mac was staring at this sight, Macaque reminded himself of when he and Wukong were kids and they would have their fun little tickle fights with one another

"MAHAHAQUE HEHHELP!!" Mk shrieked out when Monkey King started scribbling on his tummy

Wukong stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the other monkey's name. Macaque and Wukong stared at one another for a brief moment, before Wukong made a good idea of dropping Mk and making a run for it into the forest, knowing what Macaque was planning

Macaque smirked a devilish smile on his face as he started running close behind Wukong. Mk sat up from where he was dropped and watched the two monkey's run into the forest with amusement

Wukong had already started swinging from tree to tree with his tail in an attempted to get as far away from Macaque as he could. But the Mac was still close behind

"OHHHH WUKONG!" Macaque shouted out to Monkey king. Which made him run faster then he ever had ran before.

After about 5 minutes of running, Wukong stopped on top of a high tree when he thought he was far away from Macaque. However...just as he started to catch his breath, a shadow portal appeared right behind him

Wukong let out a shriek as he felt two arms wrap around his torso and pull him into the portal. Next thing Monkey king knew, he was layed on his stomach with his arms pinned to his back. He found himself in the same place he started

Mk shot up at the sight of Mac pinning down Wukong. Mk wanted to reach out to Wukong to save him. But he knew that what Macaque was about to to was nothing more then playful revenge

Macaque used his dark black tail to hold down Wukong's arms. And without warning, Macaque started skittering along Wu's sides. A mischievous smile across his face

"MAHAHAQUE WHAHAHY!!!" Wukong shrieked as he felt the ticking sensation all along his body

"Revenge" Macaque said keeping it plain and simple. He wanted to focus on ticking Wukong until his brain was mush, not chit chat

"BHUHUHUT I WASN'T EHEHEHEVN THE ONE TIHIHIKLING YOHOHOU!!!" Monkey king laughed out in protest

"Im doin it for the kids' sake, also last i checked, the last time we had a tickle fight i lost sooo..." Macaque replied in a snarky tone, now moving upward to Wukong's ribs

"YOHOHU ARE SOHOHOHO ANOYYING!!!" Wukong cried out. He was now kicking his legs trying to escape Macaque's grip

"Alright alright I'll let ya off the hook this time" Macaque said as he slowed the tickling to stop and released his tail off of Wukong's arms. "But dont expect me to be this nice next time"

"C'mon kid, lets let your mentor rest up, its tine for me to train ya. And dont worry, i won't tickle you if ya screw up" Macaque said as he put an arm around Mk and walked to another spot for them to train. Macaque's last comment earned a chuckle from Mk

Wukong layed on grass on his stomach cursing Macaque under his breath

But dont worry

He will get his revenge

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I hope you enjoyed the fic! Sorry for taking so long to complete it, school has been kicking me in the butt but i hope you still liked it!

REMINDER THAT MY REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN! Just read my rules!

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[gaybananabread]

TickleTober Day 16 - Unusual Spot

I POSTED IT TODAY IT COUNTS! I have been wanting to do a fic for this baby for who KNOWS how long! Just kept putting it off cuz I'm me (T×T). There is a lack of content for this boy, and I intend to fix it. Very self indulgent this month lol. FInally back from out of state and tired af, cities kicked my ass. I hope your spooky seasons are amazing, and that y'all Enjoy!

Lee: Red Son

Ler: Mk

Summary: Red and MK are in the hero's apartment, lazing around and hanging out. Being himself, Mk finds a way to make the evening a bit more interesting.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

The Demon Bull family had always been odd. Varying loyalties, their place in history, the creation of the Samadi Fire, all of it. Red Son knew this better than anyone. Never in his life, though, did he expect to be with the Monkie King’s successor in his pajamas.

And never did he expect to enjoy it as much as he did.

One of Monkie King’s movies was playing on Mk’s laptop, though the demon wasn’t paying it any attention. He was much more focused on the young hero’s face. The captivated, cute face of a fanboy watching one of his favorite films. Even though he saw him every day, Mk had not gotten over his starstruck obsession with Monkie King’s media.

The Monkie Cop movie ended, finally snapping Mk out of his small trance. He looked at Red Son bashfully, rubbing the back of his neck. The boy hadn’t said a word for the entire hour, besides mouthing a few lines of dialogue. “Uh, sorry. Got a bit too into it, didn’t I?”

“You’re alright.” Red Son’s voice was a bit softer than he liked. He quickly followed it up with a snarky comment, wanting to save face. “Believe me, any break from your voice is a cherished moment.”

Mk took no offense from his words. He saw right through the silly attempt, shaking his head. “Okay, Red Boy. Whatever you say.” That got a pillow thrown at his head.

Now that the film was over, the boys needed to find something to do. Red was happy to just sit in silence, as he had for the duration of the movie. He leaned back on Mk’s bed, finding the softness of his covers and plushes rather inviting. His apartment was…modest, to say the least. That was a minor comfort within itself. He might have even dozed off in the peaceful room. But, Mk being Mk, couldn’t sit still to save his life.

Red had barely taken a breath before he felt a hand toying with his hair. He opened his eyes, suppressing a smile. “Yes, noodle boy?”

“Nothin’. Can I play with your hair?” The simplicity and innocence of the question surprised him. They had been getting closer, normalizing touch, affections and compliments for the touch-deprived demon. Still, small things such as hugs and silly affections caught him off guard. “I- uh- well, I suppose I’ll allow it. “

He sat up, taking his pony tail out and giving Mk access. His red, fluffy hair tumbled down his shoulders. He didn’t let it down often, besides when he went to sleep. For Mk, however, he made an exception. The monkie kid knew full well how soft he made the demon. And he loved it. “Aww, thank you, Red!”

The boy just huffed, bringing his knees to his chest as ten fingers ran through his hair. He was decently tired, letting his guard down and enjoying the gentle head scratches he was getting. For a few seconds, it was pretty nice.

That changed, however, when Mk tried to braid his hair. It started with a small tingle, Mk’s fingers brushing his ears as he gathered the hair by them. Then it grew to an annoyingly persistent buzz, the boy’s nimble fingers accidentally scratching his neck and ears every so often. Red managed to hold in his verbal reactions, his cheeks almost matching his hair as he tried not to squirm.

It took Mk maybe thirty seconds to realize what was happening.

His friends were big on physical affection, tickling being one of their most common bonding activities. With the way he was acting, Red’s neck and ears must have been pretty good spots. “You good, Red Boy? Your face is starting to match your name.”

“Sh-shut up you bohozo!” He had tried to put some heat in his voice, but it sounded more whiny than anything. The giggle that slipped out wasn’t helping his case either.

“Wow, so menacing. I’m terrified.” A mischievous, teasing smirk came onto Mk’s face. Red Son couldn’t see his face, but he could hear it in his voice. Mk knew, and he was done for.

Red tried to run from him, but the other boy saw it coming from a mile away. Before he could bolt, two surprisingly strong arms wrapped around him, holding him in place. Mk pulled the boy onto his lap, poking and prodding at his sides.

Airy, almost childish giggles escaped the “villain,” quickly filling Mk’s small apartment with life. The monkie kid would listen to the sound for days if he could. And, of course, he had to tease. Who would he be without a little playful banter? “I mean, I knew you were stupid ticklish, but your ears too? That’s kinda adorable.”

It took everything Red Son had to keep his hair from burning. Typically, he’d just let his locks react with his emotions, but that time was different. He didn’t really think Mk would appreciate getting burnt and having his sheets on fire. “Nyohohohoodle bohohoy! Gehet ohoff!”

He squirmed and twisted in the noodle boy’s arms, trying his hardest to get away from the tickles. He knew Mk was strong, but damn, that boy had a grip. Red tried to pry his friend’s arms off, but he just wouldn’t budge. That shit was thoroughly enjoying himself.

Thanks to the shoving, Mk’s attention was drawn to the demon’s hands. Maybe…oooo, it was definitely worth a try.

Wrapping his legs around Red’s waist to keep him pinned, Mk grabbed one of the boy’s hands. He pried Red Son’s hand open, gently scratching his palm. He was not disappointed.

“hEY- MK! Youhuhuhu BOHOHOZOHO!” Red jerked his arm, shocked at how ticklish the surface was. He knew that his powers made his hands a bit sensitive, but that was a whole new level of wow.

His giggling got very pitchy, little squeaks piercing the sound. Mk thought it was adorable, but Red Son wanted to combust. Literally.

The thrashing had grown wild, Red’s hair getting all frizzed up as he twisted around and tried to get out of the tickly hold. A few embers sparked around his fluff, fizzling out before they had a chance to do any harm. Just another thing to add to Mk’s long list of “Cute Red Son Quirks” he’d made.

“Palms too? Seriously, this is adorable. You’re adorable.” He’s trying to kill him… The ticklish boy squealed, the odd sensations mixed with the teasing doing him in.

If it were anyone else, they’d be covered in burn wounds and bite marks. Red only let his walls down around Mk. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he was touch-starved and especially adored Mk’s affections. Definitely not…

It was a miracle that nobody heard him; his laugh was loud and pitchy, randomly switching between giggles and frantic squeals. “Youhuhu- you nYOOHOHODLE BRAHAIN! R-REHEhehelease mehe at ohohonce!”

If he could think straight, he might have thought to try and stand up on the bed. His legs weren’t restrained, just drumming on the bed. That, however, was pretty much impossible; thoughts of “oh fuck that tickles” and “he’s so mean” and “this feels kinda nice” were taking over his mind. The mighty Red Son was a giggly puddle in the boy’s lap.

Mk decided he could be even more of a menace. Switching hands, he began to tickle the other palm while simultaneously blowing on the blushing boy’s ears. Red would forever doubt and dispute the snorty squeal that flew from his lips at the tickly combination. That was just cruel.

“NYAHOHOHOhohohoho! Youhuhu pehEHEHEhest!” He tried to scrunch up his shoulders, hoping to block the unfairly ticklish gusts. He just couldn’t quite get them up high enough, always leaving at least one ear exposed. Mk had known that Red Son was ticklish before that little encounter. He had not, however, known to what extent, nor did he know all the unusual and cute places that got the dramatic demon giggling.

That sound…whoooo. Mk could feel his own cheeks get a bit pink at the other boy’s reactions. He was glad Red couldn’t see his face; the color was slowly nearing tomato status. There was just something about his laugh that made Mk’s brain buzz and sent butterflies to his stomach. Best not to dwell on why… There was a very cute boy on his lap in need of a good tickling that required his attention anyway.

He would let his fingers wander, tracing Red’s wrists and arms every so often. The poor “victim’s” eyes were squeezed shut, both out of embarrassment and mirth. It gave Mk a lovely excuse to stare at his rosy cheeks and get lost in thought.

He looked amazing, even when he was laughing like a toddler. The way his nose crinkled as he snorted, the small embers that flicked about whenever he hit a good spot, his lips as they stretched into a wide smile… God, he needed to fix his brain.

Their silliness probably would have gone on for the rest of the evening. That is, until someone knocked at the door, both breaking the mood and interrupting their moment. “Mk, Red Boy? You guys good in there, we heard some noise!”

And just like that, it was over. Mk released Red’s hands, pulling him completely against his chest and turning them both away from the door. He knew that the demon wasn’t fully comfortable with being that vulnerable around the others, even Mei.

Rubbing small circles on the fiery boy’s palms, Mk pulled a blanket over them, pretty much concealing everything except the tops of their heads. She probably wouldn't come in, but just in case. “Yeah, we’re good! Just watched a movie, goofed off a little!”

“Okay, dinner’s in a half hour! Pigsy’s making your favorite!” The sounds of Mei’s confident stops down the stairs receded, leaving the pair in almost complete silence; Red Son was still giggling softly. Mk immediately got a bit worried, thinking it might have been too much. “You okay, Red? Did I go too far?”

Red Son just groaned into his shirt, surprisingly cuddling up next to him. He was tired, feeling soft, and just didn’t give a fuck in that moment. Mk was comfy, the bed was soft, and he was sleepy. That boy was gonna nap, whether Mk liked it or not.

A small sigh of relief escaped the small hero, followed by a soft chuckle. He was precious when he wasn’t threatening his friends’ lives… “Okay, I get it. You got twenty minutes, I’m not missing dinner.”

The sleepy boy muttered something before dozing off, drowning any embarrassment or pride in the softness of the covers and comfort of Mk’s homey scent. He hadn’t really minded the tickling; as much as he’d deny the fact, he kind of enjoyed it. Still, he was less than proud of some of the noises he had just made. Best to sleep it off…

Mk’s fingers twirled a strand of Red Son’s fluffy hair, remembering what had started the whole thing. He loved spending time with the demon and introducing him to all the qualities of friendship he had missed out on. Physical affection was his favorite, by far. And that…well, he decided that was his absolute favorite way of showing it.

The two relaxed in Mk's bed, enjoying each other's company after the giggly encounter. Mk made a mental note to explore more of those…uncommon spots that had made his friend so giggly. It wasn't a bad hangout. Honestly, his new favorite way to spend an afternoon…

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[helleboretks]

Start with the Sides: Wukong's Demise

Yo yo yo wassup! If you haven't noticed already, me and @justalilgiddybibs decided to do a spur of the moment fic collab series because why the fuck not I guess XD-

I never actually expected for it to get to this point but I have absolutely no regrets!!! Xey're really fun to talk to and I highly suggest checking out the blog made by hem!

Getting right into it, this is a Lee!Wukong, Lers!MK and Nezha SFW Tickle fic! If this is not your forte, no need to read! This is also a part II to Hah! Got 'Em!!!

Summary: After yesterday's antics, MK is left with a slight ler mood. Wrecking the resident Third Lotus Prince again would be cruel- but what about teaching him how to wreck others?

MK was bored. Really bored.

Nothing had really stirred his usual boundless amounts of energy; Mei wasn’t here to play a good round or twenty of Monkey Mech, and Redson was home brooding and inventing like he always did, so MK didn’t have immediate company to keep him active. It was starting to build up on him, especially after yesterday’s sugar rush-like energy.

Speaking of yesterday, the entire event had left him itching to do it again, constantly tapping and wiggling his fingers. Funny how that happens, but he doesn’t really have anyone he can just unleash it on. And even with Nezha here, the guy had only just found out what tickling was, he wasn’t going to go that far. He needed some other way to release all this energy…

 Wait a minute.

“Pssst- Hey Nezha!” The Lotus Prince looked up from his bowl of noodles he was just finishing, attention caught.

“Yes? What is it?” MK smiled as Nezha responded, already feeling a deviousness in his grin. “So uh, I was thinking about yesterday, and-”

“MK, I swear to the Buddha above himself-“

“No no no, I’m not gonna tickle you again, don’t worry!” MK laughed, finding it silly the way Nezha relaxed after having tensed so quickly in embarrassment at the recollections of yesterday.

“Actually, I was thinking…” MK glanced over at his mentor, Wukong, who seemed thoroughly lost in thought while fiddling with the chopsticks Tang had idly handed him. He seemed as if the world was completely empty save for whatever thoughts were manifesting in his head.

“Monkey King was the one who started it, right? So, how about I teach you the art of tickling people, and we use him for example?” Nezha looked at MK skeptically for a moment, then over at Wukong. A rare smile formed on his face, and it was at times like these that he remembered that Nezha too, had a mischievous streak, spanning many centuries longer than MK’s.

“You’re sure he’ll be okay with that?” He asked, still slightly hesitant.

Macaque, who overheard the conversation (having six ears is really helpful for eavesdropping, huh?), leaned in and whispered into Nezha’s ear, ignoring for the time being the fact that the poor prince tensed up at it.

“I’m gonna be honest for once, princey, but he really enjoys it. It’s basically his way of saying that he trusts you a lot. He was probably hoping to be tickled in return yesterday, but was kinda let down when he realized you didn’t have a clue what the fuck it is. You didn’t hear it from me though, in case he asks.”

Nezha chuckled lightly at Macaque’s slyness, and MK took a moment to shuffle through every memory he had of tickling the daylights out of the Monkey King before all of this. Sure, he didn’t get to tickle him nearly as much as Wukong would to him, but knowing that bit of information now…

MK had never felt so honored before.

“Alright then. MK, how do I do this?” Nezha easily relented.

“One second.” MK said, getting off his stool and walking over to Wukong, who didn’t seem to have the slightest idea what was going on, given how spaced out he was. MK snuck up beside him and, with little hesitance, promptly picked him up from under the arms. Wukong shrieked in surprise.

“AAHHHH!! Holy shit Mk-what the fuck?!”

“You’ll see soon enough, Monkey King! Hey Nezha, follow me!” The Lotus Prince cleaned up his bowl and chopsticks, setting them aside and handing them off to Pigsy, who almost smiled. It’s always nice to see another person who appreciates home-cooked meals. After the run-in with Speedy Panda…ugh.

Nezha followed the sound of Wukong’s struggling, and found the two upstairs in MK’s apartment on the floor beside the bed. The young hero had Wukong’s arms pinned under his knees, and at this point he had stopped struggling and laid on the floor, mumbling something about his hands going numb. MK paid no attention to it. “Alrighty then, Nezha! Your first lesson in how to tickle people and get the best reactions commences now!”

“SAY WHAT NOW?!” Wukong’s eyes shot wide open at the statement.

“Oh, you’ll live, Monkey King! Besides, you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

“Sh-shut up, kid! Now you’re just lying!” Wukong whined. MK only giggled at the half-hearted denial from his mentor.

“Alright, alright, shut up now! LESSON ONE!!!” MK shouted dramatically over top Wukong’s whining. “You gotta know all the techniques and where someone’s super ticklish! So, word of advice, if you wanna find out if someone’s ticklish, always start with the sides!”

And then to demonstrate, MK immediately started pinching at Wukong’s sides, causing the poor Sage to yelp and flinch every which way away from the fingers, not like it helped given that Mk had him pinned down, but it was a…valiant effort. Sort of.

“The sides are like, the most commonly ticklish area for anybody and everybody, so it’s always a safe bet to start there first! Ya feel me?” Nezha snorted slightly at the choice of words, but nodded and resolutely ignored the giggled whining and complaining of one Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

“Cool, cool, cool-WUKONG QUITE MOVING YA LITTLE-” You can’t blame the Lotus Prince for jolting at the sudden raise in MK’s voice, although given how playful his tone was and the stupid grin on his face, he wasn’t taking any of this too seriously at all.

Meanwhile, Wukong himself was giggling up a storm, squirming like his immortal life depended on it as he kicked his feet and slapped his tail to the ground.

“Stohohop pihihinching me thehehen! Kihihihid!!” Wukong responded back.

“Nuh uh, I gotta teach Nezha about the techniques, man. Think of the techniques!!”

Oh yeah, now MK was doing this mostly to mess with him.

Not like Nezha’s complaining though…

“Okay! So you see how I’m pinching him, right?” MK asked, turning his head to Nezha and ever so confident that taking his eyes off Wukong won’t change a thing.

“Yes?” Nezha responded, scooting closer and watching the motions with rapt attention.

And no, he would not admit how that made his own cheeks flush, or how it made butterflies flutter in his stomach.

“Is there anything special about it, MK?”

“Oh why yes there is, my dear Nezha.” Said ‘Dear Nezha’ gave him a questioning look. “You sound like one of those preachers from another religion-”

“SsshHHHshhhh shush shush shush, and let me speak my gospel-” MK wheezed in amusement, letting up on his hasty pinches and giving Wukong reprieve.

“So, you gotta make sure that you don’t pinch too hard, yeah? If you do, it’ll just hurt, and that’s not fun for anyone. So! You’ll wanna make sure that it’s quick and light, not enough to hurt, but enough to be felt.” He explained, going as far as to give a slow demonstration to what he was explaining.

Wukong’s breath hitched repeatedly as he bit down stray chuckles, burying his face into his shoulder, probably to silently deny just how embarrassing this must be for him.

“Oooh, I see, I see.” Nezha added verbally with a smile, a hint of pride welling up at noticing Wukong shrinking in on himself more at that.

“Would you like to give it a try?”

Nezha glanced up at MK, and simply smiled.

As MK moved his hands away, Wukong immediately renewed his struggling. “AH AH AH-WAIT! NO, I didn’t agree to this, this is non consensual!! HELP ME!!!” Wukong practically screamed, causing both Nezha and Mk to laugh at his embarrassed misery.

“No one’s here to save you, Monkey King! Now just be a good monkey and sit there so I can teach Nezha the wondrous ways of tickling.” MK spoke with faux somberness in his tone, patting the monkey on the head as Wukong wriggled around.

Now, Here’s the thing.

Nezha is reflexively fast. He has to be, he always has been. It’s what comes with being a guard.

Implementing that into a more harmless pinching motion was honestly pretty easy.

He did not, however, account for Wukong’s reaction.

The monkey let out a shriek at Nezha’s quick jabbing, his feet dragging frantically against the floor as he jolted and yelped at every quick little jab.

“My goodness, Nezha you’re quick with that shit, this is amazing actually hold on-” MK commented, and Nezha honestly couldn’t help the little chuckle that escaped him if he wanted.

Because this was fun. Doing this quick little pinches up and down Wukong’s sides, watching him squirm like that so helplessly, giggling feverishly all throughout, it was funny to watch, and fun to do.

Yeah, he could absolutely see the appeal in it.

“Oh oh oh! Lemme show you something!” MK said, deciding not to stop Nezha from having his fun as he then went to skim his fingers along Wukong’s ribs, causing Wukong’s pitch to heighten and his laughter to grow louder.

“It’s funnier when you have more than one person involved in the tickling, but besides that, Wukong’s got some pretty sensitive ribs, so there’s this really funny game you can make out of it!” MK explained, catching Nezha’s attention as he started scritching all along Wukong’s ribs.

Wukong choked on a laugh, throwing his head back and shaking his head a few times as MK went on to explain and demonstrate. “So, we’re basically going to be ‘counting’ if he’s got all his ribs in place. Cause like, ya never know with this one right here-” The Monkie Kid said with a light roll of his eyes.

“Nezha, I’d humbly request you to tell me-how many ribs do we normally have?” MK asked, putting a dramatic tone into his voice that had Nezha scoffing. “Twenty four, MK. We have twenty four.” He answered dutifully.

“Well, are we sure that Wukong has all twenty four? I mean, for all we know, he could have lost some in all his battles or something! Oh, you poor, poor monkey, I’ll help you, don’t worry Monkey King!” MK wiped a fake tear just to emphasize, which only caused Wukong to hiccup with laughter.

“So I found one, y’know! And here’s two, and we got three over here-” Nezha himself flushed a great shade of red as he watched the way MK dug into Wukong’s ribs like no tomorrow, the theatrics he put up were almost as impressive as Macaque’s, because Wukong was really starting to laugh up a storm right now.

“NAHahAHaha! StAHAP- MK!! AHAHAHAHA, PLehEHEhease!” Wukong has already resorted to pleading, and they weren’t even ten minutes into this, barely even five.

Yeah, okay, MK was scarily good at this.

But also…Mei…

Nezha shivered to himself.

“Ooooh maaah gaaawd-Monkey King stop moving or else I can’t count all your ribs! It’s like you’re- AUDIBLE GASP!! ARE YOU HIDING SOMETHING FROM ME!?” MK yelled out, throwing his head back to give Wukong some serious side eye.

Wukong, for all he tried, shook his head hastily, his nose all scrunched up as his blush only deepened from what could practically be described as torture from his successor.

Maybe not actual torture, but it sure looked like it!

“I think you’re hiding something from me and I WILL GET IT!! AAAAAAAAAAH-” Now even Nezha couldn’t help but dissolve into laughter as Mk let out a battlecry- a battlecry of all things!- digging into Wukong’s ribs and making the monkey go ballistic with the ticklish sensation.

“KIHIHIHID!! FAHAHAHAHA- STAHA- STAHAHAHAP! I CAHAHAN’T-AAAAAHAHA-!” Wukong cried out desperately, and for a second, Nezha was worried that he really couldn’t take it.

But when he actually looked up at MK and Wukong, he took notice of something.

As much as MK was joking around beyond multiple extremes, he seemed to be..paying rapt attention to Wukong, as if there would be a sign of some sort that would tell him if… Wukong’s had enough.

‘Ah.’ Nezha thought. ‘They probably do have a sign.’

That attention to detail, that level of care despite this tomfoolery…it was sweet. He wouldn’t deny it. It was really sweet.

(No, he doesn’t want that kind of attention, though! I-it’s just a sweet thing to take note of, okay? He’s not- like, craving that or anything!)

“By the Gods, you might actually kill him.” Nezha couldn’t help but mutter, surprised and unsurprised that MK ended up hearing that despite Wukong’s frantically loud laughter.

“Oh my gods, can you kill an immortal by tickling? I mean like, you can die by it-”

“Excuse me?”

“But I never considered the possibility.”

MK finally slowed down his downright malicious ministrations, and Wukong practically choked on the air he greedily inhaled as he caught his breath. But now the boy was really thinking about it- like, hand to his chin in deep, otherworldly thought kind of thinking.

“Let’s not test that out now, MK. You’re teaching me, not trying to kill a god.” Nezha said with a light hearted chuckle.

“Yeheheah! Yeah-kid, plehehease no, don’t do thahat.” Wukong nodded fervently, clearly filled with nervousness as MK practically stared into his soul.

“...Nezha. I must bestow some very important information onto you.” MK muttered, clearly trying to make this sound very, very important and serious. And as much as Nezha would probably never be able to know if tickling could turn into that kind of serious, he at least knew that it perhaps was important.

So, for fun’s sake, he played along.

“Yes, MK? Whatever piece of information will you bestow upon me that requires such an important incline in your tone?” MK almost broke character, taking a minute not to laugh at the longer than necessary sentence.

“There are certain places on the body that are very sensitive, Nezha. Of course, that’s a given, the nerves in our bodies do flippity things to cause stimuli because biology says so.” MK says with a dismissive hand wave.

“But there are some parts of the body that are so sensitive that it’s actually a little concerning.” Nezha noticed from his peripheral the way Wukong practically froze with tension, coming to a conclusion very rapidly.

“Kid! Hey, nO! None of that!” Wukong complained, but Mk just playfully shoved his forehead and continued talking all business-like.

Nezha struggled so hard to take this seriously, but he nodded along just fine.

“These particular spots are what we like to call, Death Spots.” MK finally said, jolting a little as Wukong struggled underneath him. “MK! MK SHUT UP RIGHT NOW-!!”

“HUSH, MONKEY KING, I’M MAKING HISTORY HERE!!! LET ME WORK MY MAGIC!” MK shouted right back, before quickly jabbing Wukong in the hips, the sage letting out a stray squeal that quite frankly made Nezha himself chuckle a little bit.

“Now, let me tell you about Monkey King’s Death Spots-”

And let Nezha tell you the way MK yelped as he got kneed in the damn back.

Nezha himself jolted backwards as MK whipped his head over to Wukong in alarm, who had an expression that very clearly read ‘oh shit’ all over it.

There was a long, suffering silence.

“You did not just hit me.”

“MK- kid-”

“Monkey King. Wukong. Great Sage Equal to goddamn Heaven, tell me you did not just hit me.”

Nezha slid away. Just a bit. You know. To save himself.

“Kid please I’m sorry-”

“Lesson two, Nezha. Lesson two.” The Lotus Prince almost flinched himself at the maniacal grin on MK’s face. “And this one is specifically tailored to god damn, motherfuckin’ Wukong.”

“MK have mercy on me please-”

“If this bitch deserves it, show no fucking mercy.”

And then MK proceeded to strike two places at once.

Wukong let out the loudest damn scream that Nezha has ever heard-and probably will ever hear-out of his mouth in centuries as MK started nibbling away at his neck, and scribbling into his belly remorselessly.

Nezha himself yelped, face turning pink in pure second hand in embarrassment as Wukong screamed and shrieked and laughed like his life depended on it. The monkey thrashed, writhed and squirmed as much as he could, but MK held steadfast, nibbling and ‘nom nom nomming’ away at his neck and scribbling ceaselessly against his belly, on every goddamn side.

“KAHAHAHAHA- PLE- NAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHA- AAAAAAAAH!! FAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA-!” Wukong couldn’t make one lick of a sentence from all that attention, and it seemed to be driving him up the goddamn wall.

At some point, he was able to free one hand.

That, however, proved to be a mistake.

MK showed no mercy and began drilling into the underarm of his free hand, the sage knocking his head against the ground with just how fast he had flung it back. His legs were kicking furiously, his tail slapping on the ground with a quick thump thump thump like it didn’t know what else to do. And based on how much he was holding back the power he definitely had to throw off his mentee, both of them were clearly having fun.

And Nezha sat there, hands over his face yet peeking through the fingers to watch this… spectacle.

MK, to make matters worse, had the most deadpan expression he could muster, channeling the pure energy of ‘boredom’ into his act like this was another normal Tuesday afternoon.

Oh gods, that was just horrifying.

Horrifyingly funny, yeah, but horrifying nonetheless.

Wukong laughed and laughed until he started hiccuping, and then laughed even more. He barely even seemed to be getting any air, and even if he was immortal and technically didn’t need air, that flush of exertion was telling a whole different story and he seemed beside himself with a heavy case of mush brain.

The butterflies in Nezha’s stomach flapped tenfold and he involuntarily scrunched in on himself, watching with so much attention he very faintly recognizes he should probably not have. But he couldn’t help it! It was in his face, it was in his ears and it was in the way his shoulders hunched up, subconsciously protecting his own neck in the way Wukong most certainly couldn’t copy.

He doesn’t know how long that absolute torture must have gone on for, he doesn’t even know why MK has such freakishly insane lung capacity for this (he’d know from experience that the kid probably wouldn’t have stopped last time if Pigsy hadn’t told him to cut it out.), but finally at some point, Wukong’s laughter had gone on so long that he’d grown hoarse, and he tapped MK’s shoulder three times- like a sign.

MK let up- so that was the stop signal- and eased off Wukong as the poor monkey gasped for relief. Wukong curled in on himself once MK had rolled off of him, giggling nonsensically to himself as he seemed entirely out of this plane of existence alone.

So…Death Spots were really that bad, huh?

Oh Buddha, someone save him.

“See? Sometimes you just gotta show no mercy and give him shit for it.” MK shrugged with a grin, as if he hadn’t actually almost killed the Great Sage himself, via tickling.

Nezha stared in shock-and mild mortification-at this kid.

That… he didn’t even want to know how that must have felt.

“...fuck.” Was all Nezha could mutter.

“...fuck-” MK repeated, cutting himself off to let out a loud wheeze, laughing to himself as he sidled up next to Wukong.

“Monkey King, are you dead? Did you die? Did you lose your immortality-why are your pupils so big???” MK laughed even harder as Nezha took note that yes, Wukong’s pupils did in fact dilate hard.

“Wukong?” Nezha called out, holding in a laugh at how absolutely unresponsive the other was.

But his tail was wagging, so he’ll take that as a good sign.

“Told you he’d enjoy it-”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAA-!”

MK and Nezha screamed in surprise at the new arrival, and Macaque, who had just entered the room, was smiling in amusement at Wukong like he personally won the lottery.

Now that he had the brain to control his body again, the ghost tickles that hadn’t yet registered now had started coming in, Wukong squirmed quite a bit, clearly still a bit tuckered out. MK patted his mentor on the head, and gently rubbed off the remaining phantom sensations. “Too far?” He asked.

“Wuh- Nah, y-you’re good, kihid.” Wukong assured him.

Nezha held back a squeal at how adorable Wukong looked after the heavy bout of ticklish fever- Because no he was not going to squeal at adorable monkey business he has not sunk that low yet- and then he turned to MK. “So, is everyone that ticklish?”

“Not everyone in the world per se, but if you’re thinking of everyone here? Yeah, I’d say pretty close.”

“I see…”

“So yeah, if you ever want to at least try getting revenge on Mei-”

Oh, oh yeah no, he knows a losing battle when he sees one.

MK, on the other hand…

“No, I’ve got a better idea.” 

Without further warning, He leapt clear over Wukong and instantly pinned MK to the cushiony mattress beside the monkey. “I would like to remind you of what you did to me yesterday- Don’t think you’re getting away scot-free just because you showed me how to destroy that little shit.”

“W-wahait, Nezha-” MK looked around for a means of escape, then called out to Wukong who, despite being absolutely demolished not even a minute ago, seemed to get back some coherence.

“Monkey King! Mohonkey King help me!” Nezha glanced over at Wukong to see what he would do, given his student was pretty much in danger. Wukong, of course, didn't seem to give a rat's ass about MK in that moment.

He proceeded to roll right off the bed, hitting the ground with a “Just like he said, Nezha. Start with the sides.”

Sometimes, Nezha forgets how petty that monkey can be.

Then again, he's not really complaining.

#hbwriting #lmk tickle fic #lmk tickling #lee!wukong #ler!mk #ler!nezha #lego monkie kid tickle fic #lego monkie kid tickling

[pleasantickles]

It's quite the sight.

You walk in to Pigsy's Noodles. It's not a place you frequent, but a couple of your friends recommended it. Not surprising, considering your love of noodles.

The place doesn't seem too busy. In fact, it looks like no one's even in there. But, the sign is glowing, so it has to be open. You step inside and—

You get an earful of laughter. It catches your interest, making you look over to the counter.

Behind it, you see the store owner, Pigsy. At least, you're sure it is, considering he's a pig demon. Though, he looks a bit different than how others describe him. A large, muscular pig with tusks sprouting from the bottom of his mouth. His eyes are a gentle blue.

He isn't where the cackling is coming from. It's the guy on his shoulder.

You recognize Monkie Kid, or MK, flopped over Pigsy's limb. He's being held up by Pigsy's hand on his stomach, which is tickling him. You hear a scolding tone in the swine's voice, much like one of a parent.

You inch a little further in and Pigsy takes notice of you. Immediately, MK is dropped on the floor. He shrinks down to the size you heard everyone speak of.

An apology falls from your mouth, feeling like you walked in on something private.

"No no no!" Pigsy says, flushed and bothered. "I should not have been doing that during work hours. Highly unprofessional."

MK, still giggling, stands up. "Don't worry about it! Did you want to order something?"

As you're eating, the scolding continues from the kitchen. The two voices are low. But, you catch words here and there. Something about "overworking" and "changing MK's training schedule." Then you realize that it's rude to eavesdrop, and start scrolling through your phone until your meal is done.

You wave goodbye to the duo, feeling warm in your stomach. You promise to swing by again when you can and leave a good review for Pigsy.

The look on both their faces causes your heart to grow warm too.

#tickle art #lmk tickle #lmk tickle art #tickle fic #kinda?? #more of a drabble I guess #lee!MK #ler!Pigsy #should i tag this as a reader fic? lemme know! #lego monkie kid tickle #pleasant writes