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sunsetsandsunshine · 4 months ago

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Heyyy, hope your doing well.

Is it ok if I request switch!april switch!mikey and lee!donnie.April is spending time with mIkey while painting a mural somewhere... and they get into a tickle fight in which donnie gets dragged in.. If that's cool with you :D

~ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 ~

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘!!! 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚔𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 😌🫶🏾…𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎. 𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚜 👏🏾💗💖💓💘˚*•✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟸,𝟷𝟺𝟺

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜: 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 👩🏾‍🦱💚 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢 🐢🧡

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝! 𝚂𝚘, 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.

𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙶𝚂𝚂𝚂: @shut-up-jo @itzsana-kiddingmenow @aceofspades-doodles

@ziipzeepzop-eez @someone1348 @rice-cake-teen10

@savemeafruitjuice @cedarrthefluffylee @mistyandsnow @tmntstayheadforever

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙲𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗��𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚑 >:]

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝙲 𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾‼️˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“Pfft…Mikey you actually suck at this…” April said, stifling a giggle as she glided a paintbrush up and down her little brother’s shell.

The smaller teen shrieked at the sudden contact, his giggles bouncing off his room’s walls, ��R-Riri plehehease…!” The youngest giggled, squirming slightly as he dug his feet into the carpet.

“Just say a word!” The elder said, “Literally any word that reminds you of this feeling!”

“Ihihi daha— squeak dohon’t knohohow!!” The younger squealed out as he kicked his legs from underneath his elder sibling, “Ahaprihil plehease juhuhust stahahap!”

“I can’t 'stahahap' unless you tell me, bro! How does this paintbrush against your shell feeeeeel?” The girl emphasized as she swirled her paintbrush where Mikey’s shell met his plastron.

“I cahahan’t— squeak pfftahahah!!!” The orange banded turtle cried as he arched his back, kicking his legs desperately from underneath his older sibling.

“Just say a single word, little brother. Aren’t you the one who wanted to help me with my art project~?” The green cladded teenager asked smugly.

Michelangelo blushed, hugging a nearby pillow to his face as his muffled laughs echoed around the room, “I-I dihid buhuhut Ihi dihihindn’t know ihit would be soho tihiHICKLY—?! NAHAHEEEK!!! SqueakAHAPRIL NAHAT squeak THEHEHERE!!!” The light scarlet eyed mutant squawked as his sister started to gently scratch at his lower shell with her nails.

The human raised an innocent brow, her fingernails dancing across the other, “I genuinely have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m just tracing your shell to help you think!”

“PLEHEASE PLEHEASE squeak REEREEHEE!!!” The paint loving turtle squealed, banging his fists in the floor, “OKAHAY OKAHAHAY!! F-FLUHUHUTTERY! IHIT FEEHEELS FLUTTERY!!” He laughed, letting out a sigh of relief as his sister got off of him, writing down the word he basically just screamed.

“Fluttery…I like it!” The elder mused, going back and tracing the other’s shell with the brush.

“M-Myhy gaHAHAD squeal Ihi hahate yohou…” The youngest murmured as he buried his face into the pillow more.

April held back an amused laugh, scritching her nails along the mutant’s upper shell, “Hate is a strong word, little buddy. But to refresh your memory, I’m doing a poetry art project so I need you to come up with a few…artsy word’s for me. And besides~: you’re in a mood…so you shouldn’t really be complaining all that much. I get my project done and you get tickled…it’s a win-win!”

Mikey huffed begrudgingly, blushing as his sibling basically just called him out…

The box turtle was a kind soul! A very kind soul in fact!

So when his dear big sister texted that she needed help with her art project, Michelangelo was more than thrilled to lend a hand.

That was until he was told that April’s class was working on collages…and were given a single word to get inspired by and base their art piece off of how it made them and the people around them feel…

…And you want to know what his sister’s word was…?

Laughter.

“Your soho meeheean…” The youngest groaned loudly through his giggles.

“I’m not being mean if you like iiiit~!” The elder giggled, causing the box turtle’s blush to deepen, “NO!NOHO TEHEHEEASING!” The younger one squawked, “PRIHILLIE WEEHEE HAD AHA DEEHEEAL!”

“Sorry, sorry. I couldn’t help myself.” She said as she scribbled her youngest brother’s hips, “Y'know…I think I can add a couple more words to the list...”

“Whahat ohOTHER wohords?” Mikey asked.

“Cute, adorable, sweet, lovable—” April listed.

“SHUHUT UHUP SHUHAHA— squeal SHUHUT. IHIT.” The scarlet eyed teen said, kicking his legs more now from underneath the other.

“But you are~!”

“NAHAH— squeak GOHAHA AHA— squeak AWAHAY!!”

“But I can’t~! I need more words for my collage!”

“THEHEN THIHINK OHOHOF SOHOME YOHOURSELF YOHOU FOUR EYED MOHOTHER— squeak FUHUHUCKER!!!”

The elder snickered as she lightly traced the sides of her little brother’s ribs, “Woowww…cursing me out…calling me names…it’s almost like you want me to go here…”

The orange banded teen let out a tiny but mighty scream at the new sensation at the back of his ribs, trying to get off of the floor, but alas, was stopped as April sat on the back of his lower shell once again, “YOHOU— SQUEAL!! AHAHAPRIL WEEHEE SQUEAK CAHAN TAHAHALK SQUEAK ABOHOUT THIS SQUEAK PLEHEASE!!”

“I’m hearing lots of words not having to do with my collage~!” The girl in glasses said in a sing-song voice as she pinched up and down his ribs. “NAHAH— squeak squeal GAHAHAD WHYHYHY?!” The youngest cackled.

“Because you legit asked me to?” The elder grinned evilly as she started to slowly count every single one of her little brother’s ribs now, “Duh~!”

“E-EEEHEEP! PLAHAHEASE NAHAT THAT NAHAT THAHAT NAHAT THAHAHAT!!!” Michelangelo screamed, hugging his middles as tears of mirth appeared in his eyes.

“Not what~?”

“OKAHAY! SQUEAL OKAHAHAY!! YOHOHOU SQUEAL CAHAN PUHUT SQUEAK MEHERRY, JOHOHOLLY, FUHUNNY, LIHIHIVELY AHAND SWEEHEET NOHOHOW PLAHAHEASE!!!” The box turtle absolutely squealed.

“There we go~! See? It wasn’t that hard.” April smirked, patting the other’s shoulder as she got up and added the five words on her paper. “Ihi feeheel lihihike I juhust gohohot bahahack frohom aha war…” Michelangelo groaned as he wiped his eyes to clear the happy tears streaming down his face.

“Oh, you’re fine.” April said as she rolled his eyes fondly, writing down the words Mikey said on the clipboard. The youngest stretched him arms, getting up and peering over the older’s shoulder, “Buhut anywahay’s, hohow mahahany mohore words do yohou need?”

“Five.” The elder said casually.

“FIVE?!” Michelangelo repeated in complete and utter awe, “How many words do yohou freaking neeheed?!”

“Five.” The older repeated, “The number in total was originally supposed to be ten but Mrs. Anderson said if I add one more to the required word count I’d get extra credit.”

“…Why do you always have to pick extra credit?” The orange cladded mutant whined, flopping on his bed as he looked at the ceiling.

“Because why not?” The elder huffed, “Now come over here! I need five more words on how laughter makes you…feel.” She said dramatically, putting a hand over her forehead for a theatrical effect.

“Yeah, yeah...“ The light scarlet eyed teen uninterestingly said, “But you come over here; I don’t feel like lying on my carpet anymore.”

“Pfft— okay, your majesty.” The glasses wielding human snickered, sitting next to her brother on his bed. And without warning, the smaller teenager wrapped her in a hug from behind with one hand while the other slipped under her shirt and scribbled all over her bare stomach.

“AUUGH! Y-YOU’RE HAHAHANDS ARE F-FUHUCKING FREEZING!!!” April seethed before bursting out into loud and contagious cackles, “AHHAHA— squeak! WAHAIT! WHAHAT THEHEHE FAHACK!?” She squealed.

“Aww~! Look at you giggling up a storm~!” The smaller teen smiled, “Your laugh is beyond adorbs, Riri.”

“STAHAP IHIT! YOHOHOU PEICE AHAHOF— squeal! NOHOH!” The older cried, kicking her legs in an attempt to escape which only caused the youngest to tickle harder.

The human girl threw her head back; completely lost in her own squeals and shrieks. “Soooooo~! About those words~!” The youngest teased.

“NAHAHAHAA— YOHOU LIHITTLE BRAHAHAT!!” The green cladded girl shouted.

“I don’t think 'brat' or 'little' goes with the word 'laughter', Prillie...” Mikey giggled.

Oho revenge was sweet…

…So so sweet.

“YOHOU— hic! STAHAHAP IHIHIT NOHOHOW!!!” The girl in green giggly threatened.

“No can do, big sis!” The youngest said as innocently as he could, “I need you to tell me how laughing makes you feel~! What do you feel right now~?”

“NO YOHOU— hic GAHAHAH! STAHAP IT— squeak!” April howled, “FIHINE! FLUHUHUTTERY! IHI FEEHEEL FLUHUTTERY!!”

“I already said that.” The orange themed turtle hummed, getting his hand out of the other’s shirt and squeezing her thigh mercilessly.

“MIHIHI— hic FAHAHACK— hic! O-OKAHAHAY!! GIHIGGLY?!”

“Four more woooords~?”

“NOOOHOHOH! DUHUHUDE YOHOUHAH— squeal!”

“I can’t stop unless you give me four more words~! Come on, big sis~! Just four more words~!” Michelangelo taunted, using both of his hands to knead the other’s hips. “GYAHAH!!! M-MYHYHY GAHASH!! FIHIHINE! JOHOY?!” The girl offered as she kicked and thrashed.

The younger teen nodded, “Three more~!”

“REEHEELAHAHAXED?!”

“Two more~!”

April let out a loud squeal, getting out of the hug as she lightly hit the other on the upside of his head, “Ahand trihiumphant.” She huffed, writing down the four words she said.

The light scarlet eyed mutant rolled his eyes, looking over her shoulder once more, “How do you feel 'triumphant' when you’re laughing??? That doesn’t even make any sense…”

“Yohou dohon’t mahahake ahany sense.” The girl with glasses retorted as she stuck her tongue out at her little brother; which the little brother in question gladly copied.

Then suddenly and abruptly, Donnie walked into the bedroom, leaning on the doorframe as he knocked on the wall, “Hello, Michael and Prillie. I’ve come to inform you two that Raph has obtained us some rice and peas and jerk chicken for dinner.”

April and Mikey turned their attention to the softshell as he leaned on the doorway, “…Where did Raphie get the food from?” The box turtle asked suspiciously.

“Oh…well, he and Leo made it.” Donatello grimaced, shrinking slightly as he saw his younger brother’s face start to form in anger, “They cleaned up after themselves— I promise. I supervised.” The light golden eyed mutant assured.

The light scarlet eyed teen rolled his eyes, going over towards his door, “I’ll be the judge of that.” He huffed, going to march towards the door but was halted by April as she gave him the clipboard. “Oh Dee~? Before we go eat, do you mind answering a quick question for me?” The eldest asked innocently.

“Uhm…okay?” The purple banded teenager said as he fully walked into the room, closing the door, “What’s the question?”

“How does laughing make you…feel?” April asked.

The softshell blinked once in confusion, “…What?”

“How does laughing make you…feel?” Mikey repeated.

“I…don’t understand the question.” Donnie chuckled in amusement, “How does it make me…feel…?” He repeated to himself as he scratched his head, “I…feel joy when I laugh, I suppose.”

“Anything else?” The girl in glasses emphasized, sneakingly inching her way to her brother as he was deep in thought. “Erm…lively? I do feel quite alive and quite joyous when laughter occurs.”

“Anything eeeelse?” The chocolate brown eyed teenager drawed out as she scribbled her nails alongside the taller’s sides. Donnie let out a short squeal, flinching back as he hugged his middles.

The one day he left his battleshell in his room…

“Ahahapril doohoo. nahahat.” The taller teen warned, backing away as his sister inched towards him. “Whaaaat~?” She said casually, “I’m just helping.”

“Tickling meehee ihihis not hehelping meehee thihink ohof ahan answer!” The light golden eyed teen said as if it was obvious, riskily sprinting to the door as his younger brother effortlessly caught him; the two boys basically fighting to the death as Mikey effortlessly pinned the older turtle to the ground, tickling his underarms.

“HEHEH— hic STAHAHA! YOHOU L-LIHIHITTLE SHIHAT!! LEHET MEEHEE GOHOH!!!” The tech loving turtle shouted, squirming from underneath the other.

“Nu-uh! I suffered so now you have to suffer.” The box turtle smiled.

“AHA— hic! WHAHAT— PFFTAH! DOHOES THAHAHAT EEHEEVEN hic MEAN?!” The taller turtle inquired through his chorus of cackles.

“Thought of a word to describe how you’re feeling yet, Don?” The eldest asked as she sat next to her two brother’s, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

“IHIHI’M hic GOHOING hic TOOHOO KIHICK YOHOU GUHUHUYS' ASSES!!!”

“Language, young man!” The box turtle scolded, gently flipping Donnie on his plastron as he scribbled his fingers lightly against his shell. Donatello frantically kicked his legs, banging his fists on the ground as he screeched in laughter.

“GAHAHAD NAHAHAH— hic! PLAHAHEASE!!! WHYHY?!” He wheezed, tears of mirth blurring his vision as he shut his eyes tight. “I-IHIHI FEEHEEL REEHEELAXED!!!”

“Already have that one.” Michelangelo commented.

“GIHIHI— hic! GIHIHIGGLY! I FEEHEEL GIHIHIGGLY!”

“Already said that one too~!“

Donatello wheezed once more, his heels digging into the carpet and his legs flinging around like crazy, “HAHAPPY! I FEEHEEHEEL HAPPY!!! NOW STOHAP STAHAHOP STOHOHOP!!” He cried, letting out a contented sigh as his little brother stopped the assault.

“I hic cohohome here…toohoo deliver hic news…ahahand thihis is hohow I’m hic being repahaid….” Donnie grumbled through his giggles, huffing and puffing under his breath as Mikey hugged him.

“And that makes eleven words!” The girl with glasses grinned, writing down the last word on her paper. “Thanks for your help, you too.”

“Ahanythihing fohor you, Ihi guess.” The softshell said as he rolled his eyes, getting up as his younger brother was still clinged to him, “So…are we going to go eat or…?” The box turtle asked as he hugged his older brother’s arm.

“Yeah, yeah…” April giggled as she clinged to Donnie’s other arm as all three of them walked to the kitchen, linking arms.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

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hopinglylost3214 · 6 days ago

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Haha you're ticklish and all, but I must admit it's also silly and embarrassing(but in a positive way) being a ler.

Like I want to make you laugh, but instead of making jokes like normal people, I want to use my hands?!? I see your stomach and I go like "oh wow, I wonder if they're ticklish there"?! I get so excited when I find a tiny spot in your body that can make you laugh a little louder?!

So silly and goofy.

#I make this post in part because I don't want people to be afraid of being a lee because they associate that with like being embarrassing.#Like being a ler is also just so silly #So do what your heart desires #I hope I'm making sense

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z0mb13p0sts · 3 months ago

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SBZNVCNFBXBKDKF I know this is literally SO random but magicpixel has taken over my heart and of course I'm going to do headcanons of them!!

TW: Mentions of abuse.

Hc's below the cut!!

Lyney:

Lyney is a MASSIVE ler

I mean, being the oldest to 2 siblings?

He's very experienced with tickling compared to Kinich

80% ler, 20% lee

Just because he's mainly the ler doesn't mean he's never the lee

His worst spot is his armpits and because they're shown off in his outfit, it gets taken advantage of whenever he's the lee

TEASY.

OH MY GOD HE TEASES HIS LEES SO BAD

THINGS LIKE "which is worse, here? *tickles a really bad spot* orrr here?~ *tickles a really bad spot*"

AND WHICHEVER HIS LEE PICKS, HE STAYS IN THAT SPOT

He somehow knows his lees worst spots

R.I.P Kinich

Wheezer and giggler

Kinich:

He never had much experience with tickling in his life

Due to growing up in a household where his dad hit his mum and him on the daily, tickling was never really an option when he was a kid.

Though, when he met Lyney, all of that changed.

See this lovely boy is extremely ticklish, more ticklish than Lyney, and Lyney has more experience with being a ler AND he has the advantage here

90% lee, 10% ler

Worst spots are his thighs and his back.

Squeezing his thighs will send him into hysterics

Gently tracing patterns on his back will drive him CRAZY

but doing it at the same time?

Oh god he screams bloody murder

Giggler and a squealer, sometimes squeaks and snorts

His laugh is ADORABLE

you wouldn't expect it from someone who is so nonchalant

Ajaw teases him for it, all the time

Teases work so well on him

THAT'S IT!!! I kinda yapped on this one but they're so cute!! Ahahsgshshdhjsnsbd

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fluffy-ami · 1 year ago

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they squishy they cuddly (i am dying inside so here have some random quick silly doodles and don't forget to click for better quality lmao) ✨🌸

#i finished it. i cried. i ate an egg. then cried some more.#pls oh my god my poor fragile heart wasn't ready for it #bye i'm dead ✋🏻💀#anyway-#good omens #tickling #tickle art #ami's art #my stuff #lee!crowley #ler!aziraphale #crowley #aziraphale #sick with the flu but i MUST-☝🏻#we do be copin'#OKAY DON'T LOOK AT ME I'M GONNA GET BACK TO WORK I SWEAR ✏️✏️✏️

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hearted-anon · 2 months ago

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Clingy bread, happy ferret

Words: 1, 126 Note: I loved writing this the silly friendship Requested by: @hetashi-takashimaya T/w: None, soft all the way Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya-apollos-kid @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one Lee: Jeongin Ler: Hyunjin

At first, when Minho, Chan and Changbin had left their respective dorms together for a night out shopping, the rest didn’t think much of it, or rather even jumped at the opportunity to spend more time with each other without the courtesy of nagging elders around to tell them to put their shoes outside before coming it. Well mostly except Seungmin and Felix’s dorm, which were left full and cosy together, or Hyunjin and Changbin’s dorm, where the oddly swapped roles made the dancer feel like he just lost a child at home. But no one even questioned where they went, the trio had just left like nothing was wrong and no one was suspicious at all, weird.

Originally thinking he was going to be cooped up at home all day without his dear ‘wife’ to entertain him, he was shocked to hear a knock at his front door, knowing that Jisung was probably crashing at Felix and Seungmin’s place again for the millionth time for who knows what, it only meant that Jeongin could be at his front door. But Jeongin loved to be alone, what was the reason for his visit this time? Nonetheless, the ferret was excited to have some company anyway, having just about called Changbin for the tenth time with no respond to his dismay.

“Innie? What brings you over?” Hyunjin asks curiously, eyes widening when he saw the younger in what looked to be pyjamas, an eye cover loosely hanging over his unbrushed hair and a large pillow in hand. The vocalist didn’t respond to his question, only barging himself in and making himself at home with a whine, the smell of pre-made tomato soup making his nose scrunch and stomach growl. There was no way he just woke up, Hyunjin pondered, but with no adult supervision who wouldn’t want to just sleep the day away?

“Alright alright, lay on the couch, I’ll make you something to eat,” Hyunjin assured, leading the fox to the couch. Feeling the soft fabric against his waist, Jeongin didn’t hesitate to fall into the plush feeling instantly, holding his dear pillow close to him. Chuckling at the sight under his breath, he wrapped the eye cover back onto the younger, pressing a chaste kiss to his forehead before rummaging through their kitchen; they had to have some sandwiches made somewhere. Finally emerging victorious with a handmade tuna sandwich that he had made in case of emergency hunger, he unwrapped it slowly, sniffing it to ensure it wasn’t spoilt yet.

As he tried to find some orange juice to get some nutrients into the vocalist, he screamed when arms wrapped around his waist timidly, seeing a brown mushroom of hair snuggling into his back. Jeongin looked up at him almost pleadingly, like a puppy that was begging for affection. And who was Hyunjin not to give that to him? Shaking his head fondly, he brought the maknae into his chest, scratching his scalp lovingly while the other hand worked hard not to spill any orange juice into the glass cup that was threatening to spill over.

“More..I miss Channie Hyung..more attention..” Jeongin finally speaks up, voice hoarse from the lack of noise having slept for so long. Hyunjin stares down at him with hearts in his eyes practically, he couldn’t believe the Yang Jeongin was asking him for attention. Forget the food, Hyunjin slowly lifts up the vocalist as if he’s made of glass, cuddling him closely on the couch before placing a few kisses on top of his head. His heart was practically going to explode, taking at least 10 pictures to flex on the other members later on when he’s available.

“Missing Hyung huh? Well I’ll be here to keep you company Kay? Want anything? Just a few little tickles?” Hyunjin manages to slip the question in discreetly, how could he even hold back that urge to just wiggle his fingers on the fox’s sides when his cheek is squished against his chest, fingers wrapped around his waist snugly and seeking for more warmth. It was as if he wanted to tempt Hyunjin.

“Mmh..please..mhehe!” The younger squeaks when he feels fingers softly spidering up and down his sides, pulling the most innocent giggles that made Hyunjin want to knock himself over and faint. He looked too adorable, nose all scrunched up and curling up to no avail, it was too much for his heart.

“Ehehe! It- It tickles!” Jeongin squeals, but makes no attempt to even remotely move the fingers anywhere, going so far as to curl in closer to the ferret, making him coo in endearment. Maybe he should do this to Changbin, would he look just as cute as this?

“Silly thing, it’s supposed to tickle.” Hyunjin replies with a smile so wide he could’ve split entire worlds with it, it was quite rare to see the maknae in a clingy mood like this, almost as if this was some alternate universe and the roles were swapped between them for once.

“Aha! Nohot my tummy!” The elder could’ve sworn an arrow pierced his heart and put it back together in milliseconds when his fingers scribbled over Jeongin’s stomach gently, seeing how he flopped backwards onto the couch like a little puppy. He tried his best to push away the artist’s hands, but it only felt like a dog pawing at him, and was it cute? Yes. Did he love it? Yes.

“Yes your tummy. All the little tummy tickles is what you want eh?” Hyunjin coos, and it’s only when he hears the faint rumbling of the younger’s stomach along with a tiny vibration that hinted him to stop, seeing his rosy little cheeks and a wide dimpled smile late in the afternoon was killing him and his cheeks, getting up from the couch to get the vocalist’s food.

“Thank you Hyung..” Jeongin sheepishly thanks when he sees the food and drink on the table, taking small sips and nibbles here and there. Despite thinking his cuddly mood was all over when there were only crumbs and drops of his meal left on their coffee table, the fox came crawling back almost immediately, making a little nest on his lap before snoring away once more. He was going to die here soon if Chan didn’t pick him up soon, deciding a nap would be the best course of action not to die from a heart attack of cuteness anytime soon.

The squeals of awe when Chan and Changbin came back to the sight of the duo snuggled up on the couch together was loud enough to wake them up, a sleepy Jeongin practically crushing Chan’s arm while Hyunjin basically tore Changbin’s ears off with nagging yet again for being home late.

#kpop tickle #stray kids tickle #skz tickle #..?#lee jeongin #ler hyunjin #MY HYUNIN HEART #them them them #don't ask what they were doing

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ᴛᴡ: soft tickles

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"Wah! You've grown so strong hyung!" Hyunjin exclaims as he walks by, seeing how much his roommate really had grown. He swore just a few minutes he could've been bigger than Changbin, but now his arm barely wraps around his without a little struggle. There wasn't anything wrong with that of course, he loved seeing how the elder progresses into his fitness journey, a persistent determination that refuses to give up in terms of bodybuilding. Walking towards the rapper, he kneads the plump muscle, it feels like pillows and absolute heaven, almost akin to a stress ball that he's been waiting all day to squish.

"H-Hey! I know I'm strong, but who gave you permission to do that?!" That's what he really likes about Changbin. Despite his figure, looking as if he would crush you with the smallest wrong step, his nature was bashful. Even with his loud shouting in the younger's direction, after not stopping, a pale red begins to creep up on his cheeks, crumbling apart before his eyes. Cuddling him closer, Changbin shrieks as he feels arms wrapping around his surprisingly small waist, but melts into the hug, nonetheless. Maybe being the shortest in the group has its perks.

"Do you think I need permission to touch and hold my 'wife' as I please?" Hyunjin hums, and just like he thought, no sound comes from below him, knowing damn well that he won this battle. No matter how strong Changbin thought he was, somewhere in him, Hyunjin would always know exactly where to hit to get his heart going. Maybe the other members knew too, and sometimes it gave him a weird, icky feeling at the bottom of his stomach. Friendly jealousy was always a thing, Felix said, and that's what it was always made out to be. Hopefully.

"Hmph, whatever- Ehehe! W-Whahahat gives?!" The rapper squeals as fingers suddenly begin to roam onto his belly, making futile attempts to swat the fingers away; which instead just led them to find shelter under Changbin's shirt, scribbling over the smooth surface. The taller seems to pay no mind to the playful swatting on his wrists, instead just continuing the ministrations, cooing over the way Changbin's face flushed a bright red when his strong upfront was doing absolutely nothing to phase or stun the ferret in his tracks.

"Hmm, since you're so strong, you should be able to withstand a little tickling, right Hyung? Just a little harmless tickling, no way someone as strong as you can't handle it right?" Hyunjin whispered ever so kindly into Changbin's ear, almost a sweet coaxing that would lure any unsuspecting prey right into his trap. But of course, the elder wasn't fooled, he knew behind those sugar-coated words were an underlying sense of teasing, out to get him the moment he let his walls down. And it just so happened he had done it right from the start.

"Hyuhuhuhune plehehease! I neheheed to work out!" Changbin squeals, snorting when the nimble fingers tap at his hip bones, smirking in satisfaction when they tremble and buck in an attempt to get away from Hyunjin to no avail.

"Hm hm… always working out, never leaving any time for your dear 'husband'. But fine, I'll let you go~" Hyunjin sings, releasing his grip on Changbin surprisingly easy, much to the elder's shock. Usually, he would be persistent about his need to latch onto Changbin behind closed doors, knowing their act on camera had simply just made the younger want to cuddle closer to that real life teddy bear even more; the temptation growing stronger now that they were both roommates. Leaving him alone at his call was practically a miracle, and one that Changbin wasn't going to skimp on.

However, as he worked out, it wasn't missed that when a tall figure scooped him up and tickled him for an inch of his life against the soft gym floors, maybe he should've thought twice before listening to such instructions; but what could he say, he was bad at reading the signs!

#midzywannabeitzy #kpop tickle #stray kids #skz tickle #skz #ler hyunjin #lee changbin #..?#hearted-anon

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