#lego tickle

[tickletails]

rewatched the movie the other day and felt obligated to draw this

[cable-salamdr]

(Sketch) To be loved, to be judged

[ghostlee]

I was having so much LMK Lee!Nezha brainrot that I had to draw this lmao. Uh yeah enjoy, sorta just put random context on this but think up whatever story you will with it!

[ntj2pj]

@carrie-tate @gaybananabread

The worst coloring on earth... I wouldn't repeat same mistake lol

So... I used touchnotes, lol, since i can't draw on pc this month. :] So it all was painted on phone by my poor finger. I hignly recommend to try out this program. Tho it's luggy lol.

Touchnotes aren't really optimized for art and that's why it's touchnotes, but still make a great program for making doodles on phone. :D

[tickly-trashcan]

Hide and Seek {Kai and Lloyd}

Lloyd tried his best to stifle his giggles as he hid under one of the bunk beds. He watched as the door opened and saw Kai’s feet as he walked into the room, grumbling.

“Lloyd! Where are you?”

Lloyd held a hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing. He and Kai had agreed to one game of hide and seek, but Lloyd kept changing his hiding spots, making it nearly impossible for Kai to find him.

“Ugh, I guess he’s not in here, either…”

Lloyd waited a little bit after Kai left the room to release his breath, chuckling proudly to himself as he started to crawl out from under the bed. As he did, some of the dust under the bed blew up, making his nose tingle.

“Ah, ah–” Lloyd tried to stop himself, but before he could, he sneezed. Loud.

He heard footsteps running down the hallway and he quickly tried to crawl back under the bed, but Kai was in the room before he could fully get back under the bed. “Aha!”

Lloyd squeaked, but he was trapped between a rock and a hard place. There was no escape. And unfortunately for Lloyd, there had been a little bit more at stake with this game of hide and seek than the other ones.

“Well, well, well! I checked under here earlier, you must’ve been changing spots! You stinker, you’re gonna pay for that!”

Lloyd rolled all the way under the bed, giggling nervously. “No, I won’t! You still haven’t caught me, and five minutes is almost up!”

Lloyd squeaked when he felt Kai’s hand around his ankle before he was yanked out from under the bed. He was met with Kai’s smirking face as he wiggled his fingers at Lloyd, making him squirm and giggle without even touching him.

“I found you and caught you within five minutes. So now you have to do my chores for the rest of the week,” Kai poked lightly at Lloyd’s tummy, making him squirm. “And I think, since you cheated, I have to give you a little payback, too.”

Lloyd began to protest with whines and giggles, but Kai was not going to let him off that easily. He was quick to pounce on Lloyd and began to skitter his fingers all over Lloyd’s tummy and sides, making him squeal and laugh, trying to curl up to protect himself.

“Kahahai! That’s not fahahahair!!”

“Not fair? You weren’t playing fair either!!” Kai teased, wiggling his fingers under Lloyd’s arms as he arched his back and laughed.

“Plehehehease!! It tickles! Kai, stahahap!” Lloyd wailed, kicking his legs weakly as Kai finally began to let up on his tickle attack.

“Are you gonna play fair next time?”

“Yehehehes!!”

“Promise?”

“Yehehehes!!!”

Satisfied, Kai finally released Lloyd and ruffled his hair, making him whine. He nudged him gently with his elbow and winked. “Go ask Jay if he’ll play hide and seek in exchange for both our chores. I’ll show you the best hiding spot on the Bounty!”

[arolloyd]

This question feels mandatory to ask on Ninjago Tumblr but what's everyone's favourite scene in the movie???

[iloveacronix]

There's no way people think Machia sa'd Cyrus in that one scene of season 7. There's no fucking way y'all actually think that. Get the hell out. Holy shit. Get out. Ew

[hawkflame999]

I PERSONALLY HEADCANON THAT THIS SCENE HAPPENED ONCE.

It was literally the same scene except for the Night Lights (the little dragons) are replaced with the six ninjas, Toothless (the black dragon) is replaced with Sensei Garmadon, and the Light Fury (The white dragon) is replaced with Sensei Wu.

like, after teh Six sneak off, at some random point in time, (from left to right) Jay, Cole, Zane, Kai, Lloyd, and Nya.

Jay turns around, sees, and taps Cole.

Cole turns around, sees, and taps Zane and Kai at the same time somehow.

Kai and Zane turn around, and Kai taps Lloyd's shoulder.

Lloyd turns around, gulps, and uses his tail to tap Nya.

Nya turns around as well.

Sensei Wu and Sensei Garmadon are just there, glaring at them for sneaking out.

Everyone points at Lloyd because it was Lloyd's idea to sneak off. Lloyd does the classic cross-arms and points at Kai and Nya who are on either side of him.

Garmadon and Wu roar at them in Dragoni, (what I call their kind, y'know, DRAGON-ONI-HUMANS) scolding them, and all six understand the tongue because they've been with Wu that long.

And the Six KNOW they're in trouble.

it happened at some point, CHANGE MY MIND.

And after that when they got back home all six started arguing about whose fault it was and had a tickle fight over it.

ALSO SOMEBODY DRAW THIS PLEASE

[pleasantickles]

"You really ought to watch what you say, MK."

[itsabouttimex2]

I just wanted to ask if you have posted these oneshots on Ao3 as i've found a fic posting them and wanted to check its actually you

(That’s me, alright! I went ahead and changed my name there to match my Tumblr! Thank you very much for checking in with me on this! Also, since we’re here… I’ll go ahead and drop a fluff fic I only uploaded to AO3! Also, this isn’t my usual content, so I’m unfamiliar with proper tags- if there’s one you’d like added, please tell me!)

Hands-On Reunion

Macaque is sure that he’ll end up killing Wukong one of these days, absolutely. He’d find a reason (which would probably be very easy), and then he’d find a way (which would probably take a few hundred years).

And since he’s already got a reason right here and right now, Macaque can get to finding his method of execution all the sooner.

Well, once Wukong is done having his fun.

“Sorry, bud!” The Great Sage says, his fingers dancing over Macaque’s ribs. The ebon monkey writhes under the teasing touch, gnashing his teeth in anger and lashing his tail about. “But we both know you’ve earned this a few times over, huh?”

Okay, so maybe he was occasionally taking food from Wukong’s kitchen. And occasionally stealing away his little monkeys for naps and company. And occasionally entertaining himself with his rival’s console whenever the Great Sage was out.

…very frequently, actually.

So frequently, in fact, that he had gotten relaxed, complacent. His shenanigans were soon performed lazily, openly- a sort of self-brag that swelled Macaque’s confidence.

He just hadn’t expected to get caught pilfering snacks as he carried his haul through the forest.

Nor had he expected that Wukong had readied a method of “punishing” him for it.

“D-damn you! Get your hands off of me, you oversized ape! Thihihihis isn’t funny!”

“What was that, bud? I couldn’t understand! Do you mean… this?!” Wukong jokingly asks, digging his fingers into Macaque’s armpits as the ebon demon squeals. “Or this?!” The ginger follows up, wiggling his digits tortuously fast.

“Stohohohohohop! Ahahaha, Wukoooong! Knock- knock it off, you big brute!”

Both of the hair clones around Macaque chitter, holding his sable-furred limbs down as their master continues to relentlessly tickle him. One even snags his shoes and peels them away, leading Wukong to probe the now defenseless feet with his tail- only drawing louder squeals and giggles from Macaque.

The Great Sage pauses and draws back, but not to give Macaque a reprieve. Instead, he plucks out a two more hairs, blowing life into them with a single breath.

Immediately is the shadow demon besieged, his ribs and feet now being toyed with by two sets of hands each.

“You’re gohohohoing to regret this, Wukong! I swear, I’ll-“

Macaque gasps and cuts short his words when Wukong approaches from behind, lightly placing one hand on either side of his skull.

“No, Wukong, c’mon, plehehehehease! Not my ears, anywhere but my ears! I’ll be good- eeeek!”

To the Monkey King’s utter delight, his assault on Macaque’s many ears doesn’t bring forth laughter- but hooting. The umbrakinetic squirms wildly against his restraints, chittering and squealing in a primal show of lost control.

As he thrashes about in an attempt to displace the clones, Macaque kicks his feet and shrieks, hooting out threat after threat.

“Aww, bud! You sound just like a baby monkey, don’t you? That’s soooo cute!”

He’s met only with further gasps and hooting, Macaque having fully lost himself under the king’s playful assault. It’s also impossible to miss how his face reddens under the teasing, then twists back into anger-

And suddenly, purple smoke unfurls from all corners of Macaque, swelling through the air and forming into… his war form, standing tall but hunched as Macaque tried to recover from his breathless fits of laughter.

“N-nice…,” a pause, as Macaque composes himself enough to put on a dramatic air, “nice try, Wukong! But no one gets the better of me. How about we turn the tables and give you a taste of your own medicine?!

Shadowy tendrils rise smoothly from the ground, lashing around as they try to snag at Wukong’s ankles. With the great amount and speed at which they move, it’s likely they would’ve been able to catch him-

If Wukong hadn’t been ready for this moment, that is. He chuckles and casually backhands one tendril, cutting through it with sheer might. Then, using another few as a balance beam, the Monkey King swings himself into the air, pushing higher and higher as he springs off the cold constructions of darkness.

And once he’s high enough, a golden sphere of light bubbles around him- heralding his own war form, aureate and multi-armed. Macaque has precisely three seconds to register what he’s brought upon himself by upping the ante, and tries by the fourth to run.

Wukong catches him on the fifth, beginning to wrestle his rival of many centuries to the ground. Where they fall the ground cracks and splits open, deep trenches illuminated only by the Monkey King’s light.

With six arms to Macaque’s two, the Great Sage takes a quick win, pinning the sable simian’s shifted form to the ground.

“Wukong,” he bellows through the shadows, fear in his voice at the upcoming assault. “Don’t you dare-“

Laughter, loud and deep, roaring from a giant mouth. The trees shake as ponds ripple, both disturbed to their bottoms by the howling shadow monkey.

His arms are pinned up by two of Wukong’s own, the other four pushing and prodding and punching all across his torso and ribs- and again does the king’s tail find his feet, leaving Macaque squealing even louder.

Then Wukong draws a breath inwards, exhaling it across three of Macaque’s ears-

Prompting another massive fit of simian hooting, the sable demon left to kick and chitter wildly. Unfortunately for him, the thrashing did nothing to waver Wukong’s relentless hands- and only really shifted him further into a disadvantageous position.

In a last-ditch effort to escape, Macaque dispels his form shift, leaving him small enough to slip through even the divots he had left in the earth just minutes earlier.

It doesn’t save him- Wukong catches him by the tail, holding the furry appendage between two large fingers. Placing his tired rival in one large palm, he comes upon the already shaking simian with the five hands left free, each pointer finger wiggling and tickling into Macaque’s skin.

There’s a delight to be had in hearing monkeyish squealing and shouting, desperate chitters and squeaks one after the other. Wukong certainly takes a few minutes to enjoy it.

But even the Great Sage knows that there are times to get serious- and when Macaque’s sneaky yellow eyes bead up with fresh tears that threaten to spill, he pulls all hands away, observing his rival.

Macaque lies across Wukong’s massive palm, trembling weakly from the aftershocks of so much laughter and wheezing.

“Alright, alright,” Wukong chuckles, righting his disoriented rival with a single finger, propping him up. “C’mere, ya big baby!” He gives Macaque’s back a few gentle flicks, hoping that it would shock his shaken system back to normal. “Easy, bud… hey, hey… deep breathes, okay?”

“Hnnng… ahhh… huff… huff… Wu- Wukong! You- I-“

“I know, I know. You’ll “get your vengeance”, the king mockingly says, pitching his newly booming voice similar to his rival’s. “I know ya will, bud. Just settle down for right now and breathe.”

“…hmph. You’re the worst,” Macaque huffs, resting his chin against a ridge on Wukong’s palm with an exhausted pout. “Watch your back, you big ape.”

“I will, bud,” he lightly returns, bringing his rival up for a warm nuzzle, much to the latter’s embarrassment. “I’ll keep an eye out for the big, scary, Six-Eared Macaque.” Another few minutes pass with Wukong coddling the sable simian to his cheek, sharing a soothing warmth to help settle Macaque's nerves.

He pulls away slowly, regarding his fellow monkey with kind eyes.

Carefully, he rolls the umbrakinetic onto his well-tickled stomach in spite of angry protests, then starts to run a large thumb down the black-furred back. Macaque immediately relaxes, nearly purring at the pleasant sensation.

The Monkey King knew he would certainly have the favor repaid shortly thereafter, not even a full week having passed… but for right now?

Wukong would hold Macaque tight, close his eyes… and relish the closeness of his “little brother”, just like he did centuries ago.

“…I missed you, bud.”

“…yeah,” sighs Macaque, still laying on his belly and trying to keep his tail from wagging. “I know.”

“…and I missed you too.”

[kindaasrikal]

Wu and Garmadon except Garmadon once tried to mess with Wu when they were younger saying the tickle monster is about to attack him and after Garmadon chased him around for an hour with wiggling fingers and left Wu dying on the ground Wu, in all his younger sibling glory, used his element of creation to make an actual tickle monster not realising the consequences of his actions.

Both he and Garmadon learned that day that they should definitely start getting along.

The fsm was not impressed when he was jumped by both his breathless sons, before he too got jumped by a 8ft blue furry creature with googly eyes and had to fly kick the thing far into the air.

Years later? All of them forget it ever even happened.

Until Lloyd has to deal with the consequences of his family’s actions again when one day after Lloyd pranks all the ninja he’s walking through the bounty’s deck when a blue 8ft furry monster fall on him and starts tickling him.

It took Wu saying the ninja would have to alphabetically sort all of his teas and scrolls if they don’t help Lloyd for them to actually stop the tickle monster from hyperventilating Lloyd.

Wu watched happily as all his students got attacked from the tickle monster. He made sure to record it all so one day he can show it to Garmadon.

[gaybananabread]

Hey! For Tickletober, can I get day 27 with lee!MK from Lego Monkie Kid?

I’m not sure what season you’re up to, but there’s a reason for why I picked that day lol.

TickleTober Day 27 - Non-Human Parts

~Okay so I JUST finished season 5 when I started writing this, and AUAHIDFUHAISD- I am not okay. Macaque and Wukong were so paternal in this, and that’s not even getting to Pigsy! I love this show so much it’s UNREAL! I went with the two monkey dads because monkey madness. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy! Happy spooky month!~

Lee: Mk

Lers: Wukong and Macaque

Summary: Mk gets frustrated during training, his new powers proving to be quite difficult to get used to. Luckily, he has two monkey mentors to aid him. When he gets tired and gives up for the day, they have a rather fun way to help him relax.

Warnings: spoilers for Lego Monkie Kid! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

“C’mon, kid! Just take a breath and center yourself.” Wukong balanced on his tail in front of Mk, watching as the boy fell once again.

“What Wukong is trying to say is that you need to balance.” Macaque’s snide voice cut in as he sauntered over, getting into the same position as Monkie King. “Your tail is a part of you, just like your arms and legs. You have to feel your center and hold yourself there.”

“I don’t see how tricks are gonna help me get used to this.” Mk gestured down at himself, specifically his tail. Ever since they’d “freed” the Nine-Headed Demon, the team had been lovingly forcing Mk to confront his Monkie side and learn about his powers.

That also meant bodily exercises, such as the one they were focusing on at that moment.

“It helps you understand your new form, bud. Before you can master your powers or anything else, you have to know your body.” Wukong tried to sound patient, but he was really getting tired of explaining the same thing over and over again.

He was endlessly happy, of course, that Mk was alright, but they didn’t know when the next big-bad whatever was coming. His monkie form needed to be mastered, or at least understood, before that happened.

“Fine, fine. I’ll try again.” Mk sighed before leaning on his hands, planting his tail beneath him. It still felt so strange to have muscles there – to have something to move. Pushing himself up, he felt his tail strain with his body’s weight.

“There ya go, kid. Just breathe and stay centered.” The black monkey’s tone was calming then, urging him to stay focused and grounded. It was nice, even if he was annoyed by the entire exercise.

Mk managed to stay balanced for a solid thirty seconds. His mind wandered as he sat there, the thoughts he’d oh-so carefully compartmentalized trying to fall off their shelves. The scarily calm look the Nine-Headed Demon had given him…

”You just opened the cage."

Mk gasped, his eyes flying open as he fell backwards. Macaque’s tail was there in a second, cradling his head before it could hit the ground.

“Hey, new record, bud!” Wukong did his best to sound supportive, but his impatience leaked into the reassurance. They’d been at it for the better half of two hours by then.

“What happened?” Macaque used his tail to sit Mk up, patting his shoulder supportively. Macaque had been unusually caring and touchy since his sacrifice; it wasn’t bad at all, but it was unexpected.

“I just…can’t keep my mind straight. It keeps going places I don’t wanna visit.” Mk sighed, sitting fully on the ground as his tail flicked. It showed his agitation, and it was too new for Mk to suppress it.

“Bud…” Wukong tried to gather his own thoughts, not knowing how to respond to that. He didn’t want to tell the kid to push them aside; that wasn’t healthy. Then again, how else was he gonna advise him? “Wanna…talk about it?”

“Not really. It’s the same stuff that’s been bothering me. Snake guy, the chaos, all that goodness.” Mk chuckled dryly, trying to play off his dread with humor. It usually worked, though he could still feel the uncertainty within him.

“Want us to distract you?” Macaque didn’t meet either of their eyes when he asked this, staring off into the horizon. The corner of his lip twitched, giving away a hidden amusement.

“I…guess so, yeah. Is it gonna hurt?” The monkie boy quirked a brow suspiciously, not liking how vague that was. What did he mean by “distract”?

“No, not hurt. If you want us to stop, just say so, and we will.” Macaque shot Wukong a look, hoping he’d get the tacit message. The orange-furred monkey blushed when he got it, a surprised huff leaving him. He hadn’t expected a solution like that from Mac, but…it’d work.

“Okay…” Mk nodded, a slightly anxious feeling rising in his chest when he saw the look they shared. It wasn’t bad, more…giddy. “Why’re you looking at him like that? Monkey King?”

Monkie King’s tail wrapped around Mk’s middle, tugging the boy into his chest. Two strong arms hooked under his own, keeping him restrained. “H-hey! Lemme go!”

“No can do, kid. You’ve at least gotta let me start before you run.” Macaque grinned as he plopped down in front of the two, his tail curling amusedly behind him. His expression was soft and affectionate as he reached out, giving Mk’s stomach a little poke.

The boy’s eyes widened with realization, a giddy smile immediately blooming on his face. “Wahait! G-guys, c’mon! We need to be training!”

“Ooooh, now you care about training?” Wukong’s tail came up to brush against Mk’s monkey ear, making him squeak. “Too late for that, bud.”

“If you actually want us to stop, just say…hmm. What’s a good word, Wukong?” Macaque spoke smugly, lazily tickling the boy’s stomach. He was already giggling up a storm, the silliness of the position he was in making him way too giddy.

“How about ‘peaches,’ eh?” He wiggled his eyebrows at Macaque, knowing the word would annoy him. The darker-furred monkey rolled his eyes, deciding to deal with it later. “Fine. Say peaches, and we stop."

Mk thought of saying it immediately, but…well, he was kind of enjoying the touch, and it was helping to distract him from his thoughts. He could wait a few minutes…

“Knew it. Just one more thing the kid’s got in common with you, Wukong.” Macaque teased, practically purring the words as he looked up at the Monkie King.

Said king scoffed indignantly, grateful for the fur helping to hide his blush. “Hey, pick on the kid, not me! He’s the sad one!”

“Debatable, but…fine.” Macaque grinned as he focused back in on Mk, adding a second hand into the mix. He was still leisurely tracing across his chest, mapping out his worst spots before really trying anything.

Meanwhile, Wukong’s tail continued to tease the shells of Mk’s monkie ears, watching him squirm and squeak.

“M-Mahahacahaque! Mohohonkie Kihihing!” Mk kicked and squirmed in Wukong’s grip, his tail twitching and flicking against the other monkey’s chest. He could not stay still while he was being tickled.

“Yes?” Both monkeys spoke at once, though Wukong’s voice was a lot more teasing than Macaque’s. The two’s different energies somehow made it the more flustering, making Mk’s face burn.

“I-ihihit tihihihickles!”

That made both monkeys’ hearts squeeze, paternal hearts practically sparkling in Wukong’s eyes. How could one kid be so adorable?

Macaque was the first to recover from the psychic attack, chuckling fondly as he continued to tickle him. He’d explored enough to map the kid’s spots. “Hey, Wukong? Try getting the base of his tail.”

“Uh…oh! On it.” Wukong snapped out of it, a big grin settling on his face as he went for it. He had to release one of Mk’s arms to do it, but the boy was too distracted to really make use of that. When the king’s fingers scribbled on that little spot near the bottom of his spine, he lost it.

“GYAHAHAHA! M-MOHONKIE KIHIHING! NAHAHAHO!” Mk flapped his free hand as his worst spot was targeted, nearly kicking Macaque in the face. His back was already ticklish before he’d had tail nerves. After, though? It was so much worse.

“Woah- careful, kid!” Macaque laughed as he dodged the boy’s shoe, shoving it back down. He was so squirmy… Cute kid. “Wouldn’t want me to get mad, would ya? It gets worse when I’m mad.”

“Wow, you’re mean, Mac,” Wukong mused, giving the boy a breather as he dragged a claw up his spine. The little squeals that motion received made his grin widen somehow, splitting his face. “Thought you’d take it easy on the poor kid.”

“That’s your job. I’m not soft,” Macaque huffed, taking his slight annoyance out on Mk. The hand on his stomach narrowed in, going for his navel. Mk shrieked, kicking about once again.

“F-FIHIHIGHT LAHAHATER!” Mk’s pleas fell on deaf ears, the two monkey men distracted by their playful argument.

“Oh really? How come you sleep with the baby monkeys then?” Wukong’s voice was smug, knowing he had the other monkey pinned.

“I- that’s different!” Mac growled, his tail flicking in exasperation. The king was always a tease, but he wasn’t wrong. Macaque hated it when he was right.

“Doesn’t seem like it…”

“Ugh, just focus on the kid.” Macaque gave up, knowing he wasn’t going to get anywhere with Mk between them. Besides, he wasn’t quite done with the boy.

“Ohohor dohohon’t! Bohoth wohohork!” Mk tried to shove Macaque’s hands away, but the dark-furred monkey easily pushed past the resistance. One spot he hadn’t tried yet…

“H-hehehehey!” Mk nearly whined when he felt the tickles move to his shoulders, fighting the immediate urge to melt into them. Stupid shoulders and their stupid calming sensitivity…

“Aww, you found his favorite spot!” Wukong was wholly unhelpful, only egging Macaque on. He could tell the kid was getting tired, so he followed the curve of the mood, softening his touch. He kept toying with the boy's ears, but less persistently.

“N-Nuhuhuh-uhuh!” Mk’s denial was totally mature as he slowly stopped struggling, his giggles growing softer and more relaxed.

“So convincing, Mk.” Macaque chuckled at the sight of him, leaning closer as his legs stopped flailing. He seemed almost sleepy… Maybe they hadn’t even needed a safeword.

“You gettin’ tired, bud?” Wukong smiled as his mentee’s back pressed against his chest, the top of Mk’s hair tickling his chin. The barely coherent response of mumbled giggles was incredibly convincing.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” With a quick look to Macaque, both monkey men stopped their “attacks” in favor of cuddling up next to him. While monkey piles weren’t common among them any more, the pair still loved them. By the sound of his happy sigh, Mk did, too.

“We’ll work on the training later, bud. Get some rest.” Wukong leaned back on a stump, grateful he’d sat down so close to one. Mk was lying back on his chest, with Macaque on the boy’s stomach.

“Listen to the goof, kid. It’ll make things easier.” Macaque smirked, laughing at the immediate hair-ruffle his words received. Wukong was predictable, but it was a nice, reliable kind of predictable.

“Mmph, fine…” Mk tried to sound stubborn, but he was already falling asleep.

Sandwiched between his two monkey mentors, Mk let his mind wander. For once, it was kind to him, sluggishly bringing up fond memories with his team. He drifted off with a smile on his face, remembering just how lucky he was to have met them all.

[randommusicalfluff]

I love love love Zane so finally having an excuse to draw him via @tickleartfight makes me so happy!! @carrie-tate get art fought!! Raaahh!!

Obligatory @bichambered-reservoir for Ninjago 🫶🏾

[tickly-trashcan]

Antivenin {Kai, Cole, Zane, Jay}

A/N: FIRST FIC SINCE FOREVER LETS GOOOOO of course its ninjago because you guys know im INSANE!! you thought i would get less obsessed with them WRONG im even more obsessed and i am going to be throwing ninjago fics at yall bc i love them. anyways enjoy!

Summary: When the Venomari venom doesn't seem to be wearing off, the other ninja decide to mess with Kai.

Word Count: 1.9k (under the cut!)

“I swear, if this doesn’t wear off soon…” Nya grumbled, swatting away Kai’s hands as he tried to touch her hair.

“Nya, you have a giant frog on your head. Don’t. Move.” Kai went to stand up with his hands raised and toppled backward. He laid there for a few moments before sitting up. “The frog disappeared!”

Cole and Jay snickered while they watched Kai. Zane smiled while he watched as well, trying to hide it with his napkin.

“There was never a frog, Kai!” Nya said, exasperated.

Kai’s eyes narrowed, then widened as if he saw something. “It’s on your back!”

Nya sighed heavily and stood, picking up the leftover dinner dishes. “Okay, I can’t handle him anymore. Lloyd, help me clean up.”

“Why do I have to?” Lloyd whined. Nya shot him a quick glare and he was up, picking up the rest of the dishes.

“Has he had any water since he got spit on?” Cole asked. Zane shook his head, and Cole stood and walked into the kitchen to get Kai a glass of water. 

“Jay, your ears are so big!” Kai gasped. He dropped his voice to a loud whisper. “Can you even hear me if I whisper?”

Jay chuckled and leaned next to Zane. “Should I wiggle my ears and really mess with him?”

“No,” Zane said quickly, which Jay responded to with a pout.

“Sit up, tiger,” Cole said when he came back over with some water, holding it up for Kai.

Kai stared at Cole. He finally started to drink the water, but he stared at Cole, unblinking. Cole stared back, trying not to laugh as Kai finally blinked.

“Your eyes are so pretty…” Kai murmured. Cole couldn’t hold back his laugh this time, but it was quickly interrupted by a gasp when Kai tried to poke Cole’s eye.

“Okay, bedtime,” Cole announced, waving Zane and Jay over to help him haul Kai to bed. 

Kai protested, shaking his head and whining. “Nooo…” Cole stepped behind Kai and reached under his arms to hoist him up, making Kai screech. “GAHAaa!”

Cole quickly let go of Kai, who immediately curled up, giggling. “Too tickly! No tickles!”

Cole looked over to Jay and Zane, who were staring back with wide, slightly mischievous eyes. Jay crouched in front of Kai and wiggled his fingers in front of him, making Kai squeal, cover his face, and curl up on the ground again. 

“Stop tickling mehehehe!” Kai wailed, kicking his feet while everyone stared at him, not even touching him.

Zane shrugged. “We don’t currently know the extent of the Venomari venom, but it is very possible that it has made Kai even more sensitive to touch.”

They all paused, looking down at Kai, who was still giggling.

“Would it be mean…” Jay started, trailing off as he looked up at Cole and Zane, who were clearly sharing the same thought.

“I don’t think it would be mean,” Cole said with a grin, looking to Zane for the final confirmation.

Zane smiled. “I actually think we should. It would help us better understand the Serpentine’s abilities.”

Jay hardly even waited for Zane to finish his sentence before he poked Kai’s tummy, making him fold in half and squeal. “NAHaha! Don’t!”

Cole sat down behind Kai’s head and Zane sat down by his side. Zane experimentally pinched Kai’s hip, making him jolt in the opposite direction as he giggled profusely. When he finally opened his eyes, Jay wiggled his fingers again, making Kai laugh and back up into Cole’s lap.

“Cohohole! Help!”

Cole only smirked and put his hands by Kai’s ribs, making him squirm. He held in his giggles poorly, biting his lips while his cheeks puffed. Cole slowly began to wiggle his fingers, and Kai practically exploded.

Jay pinched around Kai’s tummy and Zane squeezed his hips gently. Kai shook with laughter and squirmed, but he otherwise made no moves to get away. They all assumed this was because of the venom, which could make it hard for Kai to move as much.

“OhohoHOHO NOOO!! Guhuhuys, plehehease! It tickles! NohohoHO!”

Kai weakly swatted at Cole’s hands, which Cole took advantage of to sneak his hands under Kai’s arms. He squealed and arched his back, clamping his arms down and slumping out of Cole’s lap.

Zane kneaded Kai’s thighs while Jay started to work on his hips. Kai whined, rocking back and forth as he cackled. He shrieked and squealed, his laughter bouncing off the walls as he was tickled and teased by his fellow ninja.

“Plehehehease–! It tickles so bahahad! NAHaha– Not thehehehere!” Kai wiggled and kicked when Zane crept up on his knees. He squeezed them lightly, and combined with Jay tickling his hips and Cole tickling his ribs, Kai couldn’t do anything but laugh.

He laughed himself into silent hysterics, with only the occasional hiccup, gasp or squeal to be heard. Cole eventually relented, with Zane and Jay following soon after. Kai laid there flat, wheezing and giggling softly with bright red cheeks. He finally caught his breath, looking up at Cole, then at Zane and Jay.

“Why’d you guys stop?” He snickered weakly.

Cole, Zane, and Jay all stared at Kai with a flabbergasted look. Kai shifted, then his eyes widened again. “Zane, why do you have Garmadon arms…?”

He reached for one of Zane’s supposed arms, but was only grabbing at air. Zane moved his arm up so Kai could grab it, and he gasped. “Whoa…”

He stared at Zane, then moved Zane’s hand toward his belly. He looked up expectantly, as if waiting for the ninja to respond.

“Is he just… tripping balls… or does he really like it?” Jay whispered to Cole and Zane.

“I looove it,” Kai drawled, stretching his arms up and holding them there.

“He’s gotta be tripping balls,” Cole concurred, but Zane shook his head.

“Venomari venom can be a powerful hallucinogenic, enhancing what people see and feel. It could currently be enhancing some of Kai’s deeper feelings, which would be why he’s…” Zane gestured to Kai, who was trying to play with Cole’s hands. “Like that.”

Jay smirked. “Where do you want us to tickle you, then?”

Kai hummed and shrugged. Jay held his hands up and wiggled his fingers, making Kai curl up and giggle again, but he didn’t try to squirm away.

“Let’s see then…” Jay chuckled, hovering his hands above Kai’s torso. He slowly wiggled his fingers and hovered above different spots, gauging Kai’s reaction. He got especially squirmy and giggly when Jay was near his hips. “Bingo!”

Jay grabbed Kai’s hips and squeezed, making him squawk and burst into laughter. Cole and Zane exchanged a look, then grinned and joined in. Cole swapped spots with Zane, scribbling his fingers on Kai’s tummy while Zane dug into his underarms.

Kai wriggled and laughed, hiccuping slightly while he was tickled. Whenever he leaned away from one sensation, he wound up getting tickled more where he leaned towards.

“Stahahap! It tickles – Nahahahaha! Plehehehease, no mohohohore!!” Kai hollered as he squirmed.

Jay laughed. “You want us to stop? You just asked us to tickle you!”

“But it tihihickles!!” Kai squealed as he covered his face with his hands.

“More tickles? Yes or no?” Cole asked as he lightly rubbed his thumbs into the dip of Kai’s hips, making him screech.

“Yehehes!” Kai managed to squeak before losing himself to giggles.

Cole, Zane, and Jay exchanged a quick, mischievous glance, then continued to tickle Kai out of his wits. His laugh finally went silent again, his cheeks dusted red and tears forming in the corners of his eyes. 

“Okay, my hands are getting tired now,” Jay whined. Zane and Cole chuckled and the tickling ceased. Kai wheezed and giggled on the floor, looking up at them with a smile so wide his dimples showed.

“Time to go to bed,” Cole announced, helping Kai up.

Kai’s smile didn’t fade as he looked at his fellow ninja. “I love you guys so much.”

“We love you too, Kai,” Zane chuckled, patting Kai’s back and taking his other arm over his shoulder to help Cole bring Kai to the bedroom.

“No, I really love you guys. You’re the best… I love you guys thiiiis much,” Kai started to use his hands to demonstrate and nearly fell over before Zane and Cole caught him again.

Jay laughed. “He’s cheesing so hard! Which one of you do you love the most?”

Kai blinked. “Thiiiiiiiis much.”

“Jay, stop it,” Cole said, catching Kai as he tried to use his hands again. Jay only laughed in response as he followed them to the bedroom. Kai was tucked in, almost immediately falling asleep.

The next morning, Kai was the last one up. The Venomari venom had finally worn off, and now he had a raging headache. With a grumble, he got up and walked to the dock of the Bounty, where Cole, Zane, and Jay were already training.

“There he is! Morning, sleepyhead,” Cole called, pausing his training to wave. Kai pinched his brow and huffed.

“My head hurts… My stomach is really sore too, like I did a really intense core workout. What happened last night? I remember dinner…” Kai complained as he walked up to them. They all grinned, making Kai confused. “Guys?”

“The headache is likely a result of the venom, which thankfully wore off. As for last night…” Zane trailed off into a chuckle. Kai furrowed his brows.

“I bet his stomach hurts from laughing so much,” Jay cooed, poking Kai’s belly as he flinched backward.

“Knock it off, Jay,” Kai grumbled.

Jay snickered. “That’s not the attitude you had last night!”

Cole, Zane, and Jay chuckled. Kai raised an eyebrow. “Okay, seriously, what happened?”

Cole leaned his elbow on Kai’s shoulder. “Well, you were quite sensitive from the venom, which made you extra ticklish.”

Kai’s eyes widened. “Oh no… You guys, listen–”

“And extra talkative!” Jay piped in, grinning widely.

Kai looked confused, so Zane decided to add on. “You asked us to keep tickling you. Both verbally and…” Zane tried to fix the smile on his face, but it only got bigger. “By grabbing our hands and trying to make us tickle you.”

Kai’s face went pink and he sputtered. “That was probably the venom! I don’t even remember that, it was probably just making me talk crazy!”

“It’s okay if you like being tickled, Kai!” Jay chirped, making Kai bury his face in his hands and whine.

“I don’t– It was the– Ugh…” Kai mumbled, trying to deny it before giving up.

“Why didn’t you want to tell us?” Cole asked with a hum.

Kai shifted. “It’s embarrassing…”

They all looked at Kai with confused faces. Zane crossed his arms. “I don’t see why it’s embarrassing. If anything, it’s better if you like it.”

“Yeah, it makes it more fun for us. And for you, obviously,” Cole added with a smile.

Kai pulled his hands away from his face, his cheeks still a bright shade of red. “You guys really don’t think it’s embarrassing?”

They all shook their heads. Kai smiled sheepishly and gestured to the training equipment. “Okay, then. Should we get to training?”

“I guess so. But first…”

Cole pinched Kai’s hip, making him jump and squeak. His eyes widened and he shook his head, already giggling as he waved his hands in front of him. “Nonono–!” He could hardly do anything before the ninja pounced on him, bringing back out the shrieking laughter from the night before.

[blahhhhhhhohmigosh]

MAY MK HAVE TELEPORTAION POWERS IN SEASON 5???

CAUSE LIKE YOU SEE, TANG MENTIONS 3 POWERS "cloud walking, flight and TELEPORTATION" AND WUKONG EVEN DID TELEPORT RIGHT THERE, I mean it's obvious to the fandom that Mk will probably have Flight and/or cloud walking powers, BUT I THINK THE FANDOM FORGOT THAT IF WUKONG CAN TELEPORT IT MEANS MK CAN TO!!

SPOILER FOR SEASON 4!

AND WE EVEN SEE MONKEY MK TELEPORT (or it might be fast flight) DOES THAT MEAN HE WILL HAVE TELEPORTAION POWERS IN SEASON 5???

[tickletails]

I had the urge to draw this