#ler!mangle

[multifandom-brainrot]

Do you think Mangle would be a scary ler with all this extra limbs?

hmm. that depends! from what I can tell, mangle's model only has one extra foot. one of her hands is also jammed really close to his torso, about where his neck originally would've been, so I think it'd be hard for him to reach the lee. but... that tripod stance could come in handy to trap a lee on their back, maybe? she could contort his body enough to use both her hands as much as possible, one being better than the other of course. maybe the extra endo head could do some nibbling if it's gentle enough. and that nose of hers could do some nice nuzzles. but this is all hypothetical if you're talking about canon mangle!! plenty of headcanons exist; I could see a mangle with extra arms and a tail being a perfectly scary and effective ler to any night guard, or whoever else falls into her trap. +]

[trashyswitch]

Jeremy's Welcome Home Gift

Jeremy is trying to survive another night in the Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. The one animatronic he's really nervous about, is the broken white fox. But Jeremy is caught off guard when they both tell him about a 'Welcome Home Gift' they have for the new security guard.

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous user. I hope you enjoy! :D

Jeremy was at the office, keeping an eye on Mangle. The confusing mess of animatronic limbs and pieces was crawling around in the vents, trying to get to Jeremy. 

Jeremy kept an eye on the vents, and put on the mask as he waited for Mangle to leave. While he waited, he stared at Mangle with his flashlight on. He stared, and stared, and stared some more…hoping that it would give Mangle the idea to turn around and leave the vents. 

He looked at his watch to see the time. 

[3:00] 

He waited patiently for the vent sounds to occur. Surely Mangle will be getting bored by this point…right?

CLANG, CLANG, CLAng, clang-clang…

Jeremy sighed quietly and took the Freddy mask off of his face. He put the Freddy mask back onto the desk in front of him. He looked in the vent, and noticed how empty it looked now. He smiled to himself a bit as he turned off the flashlight. He went to the cameras and turned the music box, before going back to checking the vents on either side of him. 

He looked to the left vent and turned on his flashlight. 

The left vent was completely clear. 

He looked to the right vent, and turned on the flashlight. 

The right vent was completely clear. 

He looked towards the middle vent and turned on his flashlight. 

The middle vent was clear. 

He let out a breath of relief and turned off his flashlight. Everything was gonna be okay. Everything was gonna be fine. He looked at his watch. 

[3:30] 

W-Wait…How is this clock showing a half an hour time? Doesn’t this clock normally only change every hour? And how low is the music box-

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” 

Something screamed in front of him, and tackled him to the ground. Jeremy screamed and tried to fight off the metal thing that was on top of him. He used his flashlight as a baseball bat, bashing it across the metal head. Each time the flashlight landed on its head, the animatronic squawked and looked at Jeremy with its single orange eye. 

“GET OFF ME!” Jeremy shouted, smacking it with the flashlight again. He could feel the plastic flashlight cracking and breaking with every hit…so he stopped hitting him and instead, started blinking the flashlight rays into the animatronic’s eye. 

The animatronic let out an ear-shrieking scream at Jeremy right into the flashlight’s rays, before slapping the flashlight right out of Jeremy’s hands. The flashlight flew away and hit the wall really hard, crashing into pieces of plastic and glass. Jeremy yelped and moved out of the way of a strong punch, which made a huge hole in the checkered ground underneath him.

“Uh- WHITE FOXY!” Jeremy yelled. 

The fox animatronic screamed in his face. 

“I…POP? Pile Of Parts?” Jeremy asked. 

The fox animatronic screamed into his face yet again. 

“M-Mangled robot?” Jeremy asked. 

The animatronic stared at the security guard. Jeremy widened his eyes as he noticed the two animatronic’s lack of a reaction. “...Robot?” Jeremy asked. 

The bigger animatronic head squawked at him again. 

Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head away. “M...Mangled?” Jeremy asked. 

The mess of animatronic parts looked at Jeremy with both its heads. The fox head stared at Jeremy, while the endoskeleton head nodded its head. 

“Mangled?” Jeremy asked. “Mangle?” He asked next, dropping the ‘d’ in Mangled. 

The endoskeleton head nodded again. 

Jeremy sighed. “Okay. So you have a nickname.” Jeremy said, looking away. 

“Yes.” The animatronic started to speak. “I wanted to wait until just the right moment to drop in.” Mangle told him.

Jeremy turned his head in front with shock on his face. “You-You can talk?!” Jeremy reacted. 

Mangle giggled at his reaction while the endo-head rolled its eye. 

Jeremy groaned and laid his head down. “So tell me this:” Jeremy lazily lifted up his index finger. “Am I going to die tonight?” Jeremy asked. 

Mangle looked at Jeremy…and then looked at the endoskeleton head. The endoskeleton head and the fox head looked at each other for a couple seconds, looking completely confused. Then, the two heads narrowed their eyes and opened their jaws…almost like they were smiling mischievously. 

The fox head and the other head then turned to look at Jeremy with their narrowed eyes. Jeremy stared at the fox head, before looking at the endo-head…then back at the fox head. “Uhhh…Is that a yes? Or a no?” Jeremy asked, chuckling nervously. 

Mangle was still standing on Jeremy, so the security guard wasn’t allowed to move even if he wanted to. Jeremy, hoping to get out alive, started to try and get out from under the mangle animatronic. But then Mangle’s lower hand grabbed his wrist sleeves. “Wait-waIT-WAIT WAIT!” Jeremy shouted, pulling on his sleeves. “Let me go! LET ME GO!” Jeremy yelled. 

“Don’t be afraid…” The fox head looked at the nametag. “...Jeremy. We’ll keep you safe.” Mangle said. 

The endo-head opened its mouth next. “And we have a welcome home gift just for you.” the Endo-head told him. 

Jeremy widened his eyes. A welcome home gift? “Uuuhhh…What do you mean by ‘welcome home gift’?” Jeremy asked, growing really nervous. He started pulling on his sleeves again, hoping he could keep from ripping his new uniform. 

Mangle lifted Jeremy’s hands up to the top arm near the head and the bow. Mangle laid Jeremy down, holding onto both the sleeves with the top hand. “Now close your eyes~” The fox-head said. The Endo-head closed its one eye, waiting for Jeremy to do the same. 

Jeremy closed his eyes and waited. “Okay. I hope this isn’t what I think thihis ihihis- HahahaHAHAHAHA!” Jeremy opened his eyes and shook his head left and right. “WAHAHAIT- WAIT WHAHAHAT?!” Jeremy shouted, throwing his head back and cackling loudly. 

“Enjoying yourself yet?” The fox-head asked. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHOHO!” Jeremy yelled. 

“Can I help?” The Endo-head asked. 

“Of course you can!” The fox-head replied. 

Jeremy squeaked as he watched the endo-head lower itself down to Jeremy’s belly. “WAHAIT- STAHAHAY AWAHAHAY FROHOM MY BEHEHELLYYY!” Jeremy begged. 

While the fox removed its lower hand from the security guard’s hip, the endo-head moved to Jeremy’s belly with its mouth open wide. And right as Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut and tensed…The head bit down…

…Into the fold of Jeremy’s shirt and untucked it from his pants. Jeremy opened his left eye, relaxing somewhat as he looked down at the endo-head with confusion. The endo-head placed its head under Jeremy’s shirt and against the security guard’s belly. 

“eeEEEHEHEEEE! IHIT’S COHOHohohold!” Jeremy reacted, biting his lip to muffle some of the giggles leaving his lungs. 

“My my, what a ticklish belly you have!” The fox head reacted. 

“The better to tickle you with, Jeremy.” The Endo-head declared next, referencing Little Red Riding Hood. 

“Dohohon’t mahake fairytahahale referencehehes!” Jeremy begged, kicking his feet. 

“And why not?” The fox head asked. “Are you not a fan of fairy tales?” The fox head asked. 

“Nohohoho.” Jeremy replied. 

“What a sad existence…not enjoying fairy tales.” The endo-head told the fox head as it lifted itself out from Jeremy’s belly. “If we cannot retell old fairy tales…” The endo-head looked at the fox-head. “Then perhaps some stronger tickles are in order.” The endo-head declared. 

“Very well~” The fox-head moved the lower hand up to his hip and started squeezing it. “Tickles it is.” The fox said. 

Jeremy squeaked and pulled on his sleeves again, cackling and laughing helplessly. “HAHAHAHAHAHAhaha! WHYHYHYHY?!” Jeremy asked. 

“Because tickling is fun.” The fox teased. “And you seem to be enjoying it.” Both of Mangle’s heads added at the same time. 

Jeremy felt a slight blush growing onto his face. What did the animatronic know?! “NOHOHO IHIHI’M NOHOHOHOT!” Jeremy yelled back. 

“Oh really?” The endo-head turned to look at the fox-head before looking closer at Jeremy’s face. “Because your face tells us otherwise.” The endo-head winked with its left eye. 

Or did it blink? It was hard to tell with each head only having one eye each. Though, the fox eye technically had two eyes, with the white little light in the Fox-head’s eye socket. 

“What is your favorite ticklish spot?” The fox-head asked. 

Jeremy was snorting and pulling on his sleeves. “IHIHIHI- *snort* -IHIHI DOHON’T HAHAHAVE OHOHONE.” Jeremy replied. 

“Your hip is not your favorite ticklish spot?” The fox-head asked. 

Jeremy shook his head, blushing a slight bit more. His blush was about a faded, light red color by this point. 

The lower hand stopped tickling and retreated. He let go of Jeremy’s sleeves, letting Jeremy go. “Tell us your favorite spot, or else the welcome gift is over.” The fox-head told him. 

Jeremy bit his lip and looked at the two heads. He looked at the endo-head, then to the fox-head. To the Endo-head again, and back to the fox-head. “I…” He chuckled awkwardly and covered his face with his hands. “MMmmmMmMmmmm…” Jeremy hummed, trying to say something through his hands. 

The endo-head grabbed the big bear mask and gently threw it to Jeremy with its face. Jeremy yelped as he uncovered his face, feeling the bear mask hit his head. He groaned and held his head as he looked at the bear mask. “What are you-” Jeremy quickly put on the bear mask and looked at Mangle. “What I said earlier was…” Jeremy could feel the blush deepening with every millisecond. 

The fox-head looked at the endo-head, before looking at Jeremy. “Five.” The fox-head said. 

Jeremy widened his eyes. “Wait, what?!” he reacted. 

“Four.” The endo-head said. 

Jeremy gulped and started stuttering. “Uh-uh UH- Well-” 

“Three.” The fox-head said. 

“But- I don’t know! No one can possibly-” 

“Two.” The endo-head said. 

“Okay, okay.” Jeremy said. “My-my-” 

“One.” The fox-head said. 

“My favorite spot is my-my neck!” Jeremy yelled. 

Mangle stared at Jeremy with wonder and curiosity. “Neck?” The fox-head asked the endo-head. 

“I think he is referring to the area between his head and his shoulders.” The endo-head said, moving the lower arm up to the left side of Jeremy’s neck. “Right here.” 

Jeremy snorted and curled his neck into the white hand. “EEEheheheheee! Hehehehe, yeheheheah. Thahahat’s ihihit.” Jeremy replied. 

The endo-head stopped tickling his neck and gently removed the mask from Jeremy’s face. “It’s okay.” the endo-head told him. While the fox-head looked towards the door, the endo-head put the mask back onto Jeremy’s face really quickly. “We’ll keep your secret, and try to help you survive the week.” The endo-head clicked the mouse button on the rewind button, and rewinded the Puppet’s music box for him. Then, he gave Jeremy the mouse as the animatronic got up onto its three feet. “Good luck.” Mangle told him before running away. 

Jeremy adjusted the mask on his face, and got up onto his own two feet. He sat back into the chair and looked at the cameras again. 

Here we go again. 

It didn’t take long for Jeremy to start getting bored. So, Jeremy clicked the replay button on the phone. 

“I uh…I think I forgot to mention something to you yesterday. Uh…Just reading off this paper, here…“Mangle ーthe white fox animatronic in the back roomー is beloved by many kids. Though, he sadly lacks a larger memory drive compared to the other animatronics. While the other animatronics’ memories are wiped every 3 weeks, Mangle’s memory is reset every Friday, so she can be ready for Saturday, and uh- the-the rest of the week. So if you have any more questions, please call Mr. Afton on the number on your phone”. So…I hope that helps you out a bit. And if it doesn’t…then…I hope it’s at least helpful for you to know. Thank you, good luck, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” 

*Beep!*

[anxious-lee]

|| Ramshackle Tickle Headcanons ||

A/N: just watched the pilot last night and read the comic this morning, I'm ready 💪. I can tell these three are gonna be my new beloved found family. as far as I can tell, there isn't a whole lot of fan content of this on tumblr so I'm really scared this is gonna find its way to the normies 😢

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Vinnie

- chaotic ler

- usually the first one to initiate a tickle fight

- fights to WIN (and have fun with her friends)

- the roughest tickler of them all; squeezes, scribbles, and pokes anywhere and everywhere she can reach. she will the loudest laughter she can out of you

- skipp is her easiest lee; he'll start a chase and everything for the game of it, but he doesn't fight too hard once he gets caught

- stone, however, is the hardest lee, but we'll get to that later; despite how difficult he is to corner, she likes the challenge; besides, somebody's got to make sure that sad twig boi smiles

- once she finds your worst spot, she's not leaving

- teases with evil laughter and playful mockery; "no mortal can escape the clutches of the TICKLE MONSTER MWAHAHAHA!" "You wanna get away? You wanna get away?? Well you're not gettin' away~"

- when tickled, she SCREAMS and CACKLES but will NOT beg

- doesn't mind being tickled, doesn't love it; it's all in good fun

- ^ you wouldn't know that based on how hard she fights her ler; kicking, clawing, flailing, you name it; she does not like to lose

- in fact, she'd rather have her face turn purple than call it quits; the ler just has to know when to stop on their own because she's sure as hell not going to tell them

- most ticklish spot is her armpits

- do not try to outrun her because she is so damn persistent. she will catch you; tackles and pins you down before she tickles you

Skipp

- lawful lee

- has the goofiest little giggles in the world; a real "teehee" lad

- can't and won't hold back his laughter

- by far the happiest to be a lee

- actively likes tickling and WILL admit it

- most ticklish spot is his sides

- he can tickle if he thinks one of his friends needs it but he mainly prefers to be the lee

- doesn't wiggle that much; all the energy that would go into squirming goes into giggling instead

- cups his pink cheeks and gives tiny feet kicks 🥰

- will squeal if you tickle his neck

- a lot of teases don't work on him because they rely on being embarrassed, and he's not embarrassed about tickling

- the teases that DO work are baby talk, since it adds to the silly feeling

- pokes tickle him the most

- his giggly laughter is laced with mangled outcries; "HEHEHEHE WAITHEHEHE STO- HEHE NOT THERE HEHEHE"

- if skipp gets in stone's personal space one too many times, stone'll wreck him (he knows skipp is doing it on purpose)

- isn't that invested with winning or losing a tickle fight; he's just happy to be there

- tries to get stone to loosen up about tickling (explanation later)

- gets ganged up on by the other two the most

- falls for those old tickle tricks, not because he wants to get tickled, but because he is just so obliviously trusting

Stone

- HOOOO BOY

- the one we've all been waiting for

- I'm gonna let yall know right now this ones going to be the longest (SUE ME OKAY?!)

- neutral lee-leaning switch

- will swear up and down on his life that he's not ticklish (it's a lie!) until the other two little gremlins finally decide to prove him wrong

- he's very embarrassed about being ticklish; skipp doesn't understand why and tries to get him more comfortable with it, which causes stone to turtle-up and shut down the conversation; vinnie takes a less gentle approach and just tells him to "loosen up, dude!"; it seems like a childish thing to him, like something he should have grown out of

- despite how embarrassed he is about his weakness, he's not actually embarrassed about saying the word; he can say "tickle" all day long, he just can't admit he's ticklish

- he repeats the same three words everytime someone asks: "I'm not ticklish"

- if he thinks for even a second he's about to get tickled, he sprints like his life depends on it; this means the first ten times his friends have tried to tickle him, they failed, no matter how stealthy they were.

- finally, on try eleven, they managed to overtake him; he wouldn't laugh for the first two whole minutes; vinnie was straddling his waist while skipp kept him from kicking and bucking her off; eventually, he did crack; it only took a random squeeze at his death spot for him to slip up: his thighs; vinnie caught on right away and went to town, and then poor stone couldn't keep himself together; if he laughed any harder, he swore he'd crumble to pieces; his arms waved around, too jellied up to put any real force behind them; his eyes were still squeezed shut, but his smile was brighter than the motherfucking sun; it even put skipp's to shame; he looked uncharacteristically like a little baby, laughing and shrieking

- vinnie and skipp's eyes practically filled with stars; neither of them had ever seen this side of stone before; but that was about to change

- he can't claim he's not ticklish anymore, but he'll still go to any lengths to avoid talking about it

- stone didn't know he had a death spot until that moment, nothing ever came into contact with his thighs so he had no way to know

- his laugh is very high-pitched, differing from his usual deep rumble; pure belly laughter with a side of hiccups (no not hiccup laughs, ACTUAL hiccups. it's the cutest thing I swear)

- within thirty seconds of laughing, he's lost all ability to save face; cries out a lot of "please"s if vinnie goes hard enough

- the tops of his cheeks will go red while he's being tickled; not full tomato, but just enough to shatter his pride

- he's the most adorable lee 💓💓💓

- he is SO HARD TO CATCH THO

- he's got the reflexes of a cat

- doesn't like being teased, then he gets a little too embarrassed

- the only comments that ARE acceptable are ones of curiosity; like if skipp goes "hmmm I wonder if this spot is ticklish?" or vinnie says "dang bro I didn't know you could laugh that hard"

- if he's comfortable with anyone tickling him, it's skipp; he knows he can trust him to not laugh at him

- as much as he'll deny it, he doesn't hate tickling as much as he wishes; in fact, it might even be a little bit fun <3

- as a ler, he's pretty skilled

- where vinnie is a very rough and sloppy ler, stone is very careful and methodical

- starts with light traces to amp up the tension, then goes in for the kill

- tickles skipp the most, because there's a significantly smaller chance of skipp fighting back

- he tickles his friends in an older brother sort of way; mostly its when they're bugging him

- teases with "ya learnt your lesson yet?" "that doesn't sound like someone who wants me to stop tickling" "you were practically asking for it, being a pain in the arse and everything"

- specifically teases skipp because he knows he likes it; "having fun, down there? i can see that smile, mister, you ain't fooling me"

- most of the time though he'll just watch the other two tickle fight and watch boredly

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IT TOOK A LOT OF RESTRAINT NOT TO RAMBLE

AND I DID ANYWAY!!!

I'll save the rest of my thoughts for potential fics

Hope you enjoy!

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Hiya! For August tickletober, may I please request Day 1 with Lee! Dazai and ler! Kunikida?

Dazai cannot stand tickle anticipation and will giggle in literal seconds😂. Kunikida knows this, so when the two are in private, he'll use it against Dazai as punishment for annoying him during work.

Feel free to decline and have a fantastic day!

Tickletober day #1: Anticipation

WOOO FIRST TKTOBER FIC EVERYONE CLAP

Starting with everyone's fave suicidal maniac and idealist~🥰

Hope you like it! :D

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Dazai x Kunikida (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Dazai

Ler: Kunikida

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was like any other day at the ADA. Ranpo snacking on his stash of sweets, Yosano torturing- healing her patients, Atsushi helping out Kyoka with her job, Kunikida following his schedule to a T, and then there was Dazai. Being a pile of lazy bones as usual. If he wasn’t tormenting his coworkers for his amusement, then he was usually napping at his desk or at the couch. I guess he was feeling extra lazy today as he was sprawled out all over his chair, sleeping like a tired kitten, or a mangled corpse

At the sight, Kunikida let out an audible groan. You’d think by now he’d be used to Dazai’s antics, but it always managed to get on his last nerves.

“Dazai, stop slacking off—“

The brunnette’s whole body jolted awake, looking down to see Kunikida’s hand resting on his thigh.

“What was that about?” the blonde quirked up a brow curiously at the sudden reaction.

Usually, Dazai was one to always have a witty remark up his sleeve, or bandage, but this time he didn’t know what to say. How could he admit that Kunikida touching his thigh felt… tickly?

“You just surprised me is all. Now, let me go back to sleeeeep~”

Still, Dazai was pretty good at masking his embarrassment by acting like his usual, annoying self. This of course got the blonde fuming once more.

“You still have work to do- Are you even listening?!”.

Dazai had slumped back down on his seat, the nerve of this man!

“I’ve had enough of your childish antics, Dazai. Either you wake up, or I’ll make you” Kunikida’s voice sounded a bit different at the end. It wasn’t his usual annoyed tone or anger. In a way, there was a sense of confidence in his voice. As if he knew what buttons to press, or in this case, which spot to caress. The blonde’s hand positioned itself over Dazai’s thigh once more. The brunnette shuddered slightly but reamined stubbornly asleep.

“Fine then, you asked for this” there was a slight tug at Kunikida’s lips as he got to work. His fingertips slowly stroking up and down Dazai’s thigh. It was so gentle, so slow, like he had all the time in the world. Yet on the inside, Dazai could feel every atom on his body screaming at how ticklish it felt.

“Kunikidaaa…~” Dazai whined out, but didn’t bother to move away or try to stop him. Perhaps too tired? Or maybe something else. But that didn’t matter, the goal was to get Dazai to crack, and Kunikida was determined to see it through.

“What’s wrong, ticklish?”.

How could a simple word send butterflies all over Dazai’s tummy? And the ligjht, consistent stroking of his thigh was starting to drive him insane. He knew that this teasing was just prolonging his unevitable demise, so why couldn’t Kunikida get it over with already?! The thought of Kunikida tickling him to death sounded very appealing, after all.

Dazai was broken out of his inner struggle as he felt Kunikida do the egg crack motion over his knee. “gyAH! Kuniii, just tickle me already!-“ a soft gasp escaped his mouth once his words settled in. An evil grin settled on Kunikida’s lips, knowing so well that Dazai could never handle the anticipation.

“If you say so~”.

“Wait wait- KUNIKIDA!!!”.

The shriek that escaped Dazai’s mouth surely got everyone else’s attention, he wouldn’t live that down for a long time. But atleast now he could focus on Kunikida’s wiggly fingers~

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[giggly-squiggily]

Hi Squiggly! It's the bish anon who requested the Kokushibo x reader for tickletober! I saw your mini-vacation post. I hope you're doing better...If you feel up to it, can you please consider writing a 'cuddle' fic with soft lee! Kokushibo x Ler! Reader? I'm sorry, the six-eyed terrorist makes me melt more than he should😭. Get well soon!

Koku my beloved! I've gotcha covered, anon! :D It's time we give our six-eyed demon some much needed love, shall we? :3

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“Good evening.”

Kokushibou froze, the sheath holding his sword halfway towards its destined spot. Slowly, he peered at you, finding you standing by with a furious glare. “Good evening, (Y/N)...did you sleep well?”

“Not at all. I was too busy worrying about my husband. See- he hadn’t come to bed yesterday morning. Or the previous morning. Or the mornings before that.” You kept your voice low, but your temper sharpened each statement until you were practically biting them out. “From what I’ve gathered- he’s been out training from dawn till dusk.”

“That…certainly is an issue.” Kokushibou placed the sword against the wall, turning so he was facing you. An outsider would likely find this comical- the highest rank moon being scolded by a lesser demon. Of course- Kokushibou would have had their head for even thinking of you as anything less than his equal. Regardless of hierarchy and Lord Muzan’s blood; to Kokushibou, you were just as strong as he.

And in a game of wills; even stronger.

“Yes, it is. Tell me, my dear husband- have you already forgotten what you promised me?” You tried to keep your anger, but the longer you looked at him the more soft you felt. He was clearly ragged, the visible skin along his arms bruised and scratched. His clothes were dirty, and his hair was a wild mess of twigs and leaves. It was his own fault, sure, but that didn’t mean you were completely shut off from the visible aches.

“...That I’d return when the sun began to rise so I could rest and in turn spend time with you.” Guilt touched his eyes, and he bowed his head in apology. “Forgive me, (Y/N).”

Your anger melted away as you shook your head, walking to your husband. “I always do. But my forgiveness isn’t going to help you in the long run. If you overwork yourself, you’ll be sloppy. Isn’t that what you told me when you were training me the first time?” You reached out, tracing his face with your hands. “Come on- let’s get you out of these clothes and into something comfortable. I’ve already got a bath running.”

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“I can do this myself, (Y/N)...”

Despite the words, Koku’s voice lacked any real argument. You sat behind him in the bath, combing through his mangled hair gently as you removed the various twigs within. It took some mild persuasion to get him to let you help.  “You’re my husband; don’t be so modest,” You teased, even though you knew why he hesitated on you seeing him nude. The water reflected the scars along his skin, old and fading- full of stories. You didn’t pry about them; instead choosing to wait for the day he was comfortable sharing.

“Nope. I haven’t seen you in days. This is our time.” You smiled as you pulled the last tangle free, watching his hair pool around him in soft waves. “Besides- for all that patience of yours, you’d give up not even halfway with your hair.”

“Hm.” Was all he said in response. You grinned as you picked up a washcloth. Victory was yours.

After he was bathed, dressed and clean, you pulled him along to your bed, pushing him gently into his side before sitting behind him once more, tugging at his robe. “Take this off- I have something for you.”

“Didn’t you just insist I put this on?” He asked as he did as told, shedding the upper half of the robe. “So indecisive.”

“Hush.” You pinched his bicep before reaching over, gathering up a bottle of oil. Daki snagged it on her last mission but hated the smell, giving it to you because “It seems like something you’d like.” Sure enough- you found it pleasant. “I’m gonna give you a massage.”

“Oh?” Kokushibou blinked, looking at the bottle curiously. “(Y/N)...You do know we regenerate. Muscle aches are no longer a thing for any of us.”

“There’s more to massage than just ache relief, love.” You told him after he investigated the bottle, returning it to you with suspicious eyes. “You’ll see what I mean.”

Kokushibou didn’t argue as you gathered his hair up, tossing it over his shoulder and out of the way. Nor did he complain when you pressed your now oil bearing hands into his upper back, gliding them across his skin. If anything- he seemed to have suddenly lost the will to fight, his tense shoulders easing almost immediately.

“Feels good?” You asked, grinning when he groaned in response. Another victory for you.

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By the end of your massage, Kokushibou was puddy in your hands.

Lying beside you, he didn’t argue as you scooted closer, pressing his head against your chest as you stroked his hair, humming a song you remembered from your time being human. There was a twinge of sadness with it, but it was nothing compared to the sight you got to witness.

Kokushibou felt so sturdy yet so vulnerable in your arms. You didn’t say anything when tears dripped against your chest, only wiped them away as they came. Just how long had it been since someone held him? The thought made your soul hurt far worse.

As if sensing this, you felt your husband squeeze you tighter, his way to reassure you. He always seemed to know when your mind began to wonder. No words were exchanged, you just leaned down and kissed his crown.

Eventually, his tears dried and the ache you felt had eased. The two of you were just lying there, entrapped in each other's arms. You were happy- it felt so good to finally have him back with you.

At the same time however, all the petty revenge schemes you made when he was gone came to mind. You were no longer angry, yes- but that didn’t mean you were completely over it. Feeling sneaky, you let the hand stroking his hair drift down to his back, keeping your touch feather light as you traced along the back of his ribs.

“Hm!” Kokushibou made a noise resembling a muffled laugh. Then another. Eventually, you felt him shake against you, muffled giggles creeping out his throat as you carried on tracing his ribs up and down. He didn’t pull away and you didn’t press in- neither of you wanted to break the serenity of this moment. “(Y/N), pleahhahahahse.”

“This is what you get for overworking yourself.” You told him simply, kissing his crown once more as you danced your fingers over his lower back. Again- you earned a round of muffled giggles, the sound deep and rich that vibrated your bones in the best way. “I missed you- and I missed your laugh. Don’t leave me alone like that again.”

“I prohooohohmise! I prohooohohmise, my mohoohoohohon, now stahahhhap thathahhahat!” He laughed out, relaxing once more when you stopped, returning to his hair. “Heh…you are a devil, (Y/N).”

“I’m your devil.” You smiled, feeling him take your chin in his hands before his lips found yours, kissing you deeply.

“And I love you for that. I’ll…be more aware. Of my limits going forward.” He traced your face with his thumb, taking it in like it was the only sight in the world worth looking at. “I’m sorry for making you worry.”

“It’s okay…as long as you come home, that’s what matters.” You pulled him into you, returning to your serene state. “I love you, my great swordsman.”

“As do I, my beloved moon.”

Thanks for reading!

[jaladwolf]

A Pirate-worthy Payback

A/N: This is a sequel to Stubborn Pirate. Go read that one for context.

Summary: Foxy decides that today’s the day he gets his revenge, though he won’t be alone in this little payback plan.

Warning! This is a tickle fic so, if you don’t like that sort of thing, then don’t read.

Cast: Goldie(Lee), Foxy(Ler), Mangle(Ler), Finn(Lee

It was currently midnight at the pizzeria and Goldie was up to his usual shenanigans. He was currently searching around for Finn, eventually finding him near the main stage. He ran up to him, hugging him from behind causing the pup to jump a bit.

“Hi Finn!”

“Gah! O-oh Goldie… It’s just you…”

Goldie noticed that his friend’s voice sounded a bit shaky, almost as if he was nervous. He broke the hug and looked at his friend in confusion. Sure it was normal for him to be nervous, but this time it was different. He sounded almost… fearful as if he was watching out for something or in this case, someone.

“Uhh Finn? Are you ok?”

Finn looked at his friend with a worried face.

“I-I’m just a bit nervous.”

“About what?”

“Remember when we did that… ‘experiment’ with Foxy?”

“Oh, of course! Why wouldn’t I? It was pretty fun wasn’t it?”

“I’m just worried… what if he does the same thing to us?”

This actually made Goldie worry a bit. While the idea of Foxy getting revenge in a similar fashion was rare (to him at least), it didn’t seem too far fetched. Despite this, he tried to brush it off and reassure him it probably wouldn’t happen.

“Don’t worry about it! Besides, even if he does we’ll just get him back.”

“But what if-”

Before he could finish his sentence, he paused. He felt as if someone was watching them. Goldie felt the same way, but he tried to play it off as them just being paranoid. However, what they didn’t know was that someone was in fact spying on them.

*An hour later*

The two had managed to sneak into the kitchen, where Goldie began preparing whipped cream pies for a prank he planned to play on Chica. Well that was the original plan, until he saw Foxy sleeping and decided to take his chances. Finn who was obviously against it, tried to get him to stop.

“Goldie, no! What if he hurts you?!”

“Oh calm down, I’ll be fine. I can teleport, remember?”

Despite Finn’s knowledge of his friend’s powers, he was still incredibly scared of what could happen if the prank were to go wrong. Goldie snuck up to the sleeping fox and placed the pie in his hand, before poking the pirate’s nose.

“Wakey wakey.~”

Foxy stirred a bit before lifting his hand. Goldie’s smirk grew more mischievous by the second. Until…

*splat*

Before Goldie could even react, the pie hit him straight in the face. causing him to stumble backwards. Foxy was awake?! Shocked, he was about to say something when he saw the look on the Pirate fox’s face.

“Bad move, bilge rat.”

A shiver went down his spine when he heard the tone in the pirate’s voice. It sounded almost sinister, as if he was genuinely gonna kill him. Still, he tried to keep his composure but it was clear that he was having trouble doing so.

“Now Foxy. I-it was just a stupid joke. You don’t have to do this.”

But that’s when they heard another voice coming from above them.

“Well maybe you should’ve thought of that before you did what you did.”

The two looked up just in time to see a pair of arms wrap around Finn’s waist before jumping down, revealing a pink and white fox with yellow eyes and rose red cheeks, wearing a suit like leotard patterned in pink, white and black and traced with white frills and fringes and a red bowtie around their neck. It was Mangle.

“H-hey! Let me go!”

“Sorry Finn, but I can’t let you help him.”

Goldie turned back to Foxy, who had a sort of dark grin on his face. He knew what was about to happen wasn’t gonna be good for him or Finn.

He immediately attempted to teleport away but Foxy suddenly leapt towards him, pinning him to the floor. Finn just covered his eyes and turned away, not wanting to witness the scene. But then, he heard what sounded like… laughter? He turned back to see Foxy scribbling and squeezing Goldie’s side with his hand while using his hook to trace shapes in his midriff.

“Pfft-hahahaha! H-hehey wha-what gihihives!”

But Foxy just ignored his pleas, smiling evilly as he saw the bear squirming underneath him. He switched spots, targeting Goldie’s underarms, dragging his hook down his side. Goldie was practically in a fit of giggly laughter at this point, trying desperately to push the pirate’s hook away.

“Nohahahaha! N-not thehehehere!”

“Not where? I can hardly understand ye with all that laughing ye be doin’.”

Foxy just smirked, knowing full well Goldie couldn’t give him a proper answer. Sure, it was a bit mean but he did the same to him. He decided to target his belly, scribbling his hand up and down the fur. Goldie was practically squealing like a child, begging him to stop.

“PleheHahAhaHase! *hic* I caHahahAhan’t!”

Tear pricked his eyes, threatening to spill over. He suddenly noticed Foxy lifting his shirt and knowing what was coming, he immediately began panicking.

“Wha- Foxy, no no no no wai-waihihihihit, please-!”

But again he didn’t listen. Goldie’s protest was cut off by Foxy blowing a raspberry above his navel, replaced by a shriek so loud half the pizzeria could probably hear it.

“EYAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! OH GAHAHAHAHAD NOHOHO! PLEHEEEASE MER- MERCY!”

At this point, tears of euphoria were streaming down his flushed face as he tried to push the fox’s face away, but that only resulted in him blowing another one. A part of him wanted to tell Foxy to stop, but another part of him didn’t want him to.

As Finn watched from afar, thoughts of paranoia suddenly came into his head. Was he gonna do this until he passed out? He tried to break free from Mangle’s hold so that he could help his friend, but then he felt something poke his underarms causing him to squeak. He looked over to see a pair of vine-like wires prodding at his sides. He attempted to push them off but that only resulted in Mangle pinning his arms above his head, giving him a fake offended look.

“Oho now you’re gonna get it.”

They used their hands to keep Finn’s arms up while using their wires to poke and prod his sides, getting a squeaky giggle out of him which he tried to hide.

“Mhf-ehehe! N-nohoho, I’m sorryhe!”

“It’s kinda late for that buddy.”

He suddenly felt a wire snake down to his midriff, causing him squirm as he tried to hold back his laughter.

“Mahangle d-don’t you dahare!”

But it was too late. Mangle’s wires made their way to his belly, causing him to let out a shriek, his face now a deep red.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAT- NOT MY BEHEHELLY!”

Finn tugged on his arms, trying desperately to break free of the fox’s grasp, but it was surprisingly strong. Mangle couldn’t help but chuckle. They then noticed the pup’s tail and got an idea. Using a wire to wrap around his legs, they began gently brushing and fluttering their tail underneath his paws whilst using their other wire to drill and draw shapes into his belly. At this point, Finn was practically hysterical, hiccuping in between his laughter with tears spilling down his face.

“NAHAAAHAHAHAHA PLEASE! *hic* NAH- NOT THE TAHAHAHAHAIL! I- *hic* CAN’T TAHEHEHEHEHAKE IT! NO MOHOHOHOHORE!”

“Mm okay, but after one last thing.”

Mangle let Finn go and gestured for him to sit on the table. Once he was on the table though, Mangle lifted his shirt up before blowing a raspberry right above his bellybutton.

“GAH- HAHAHAHA NOHO-*hic* EHEHEHEHAAHAHAHAHA! MANGLEHE!

Finn could barely stop himself from kicking his legs, nearly hitting Mangle in the face. They finally ceased their attack and pulled him into a hug, petting behind his ears in an attempt to soothe him. At this point, Foxy had long stopped his attack on Goldie.

“So, have ya learn yer lesson?”

“Y-yes… I have.”

“So, yer not gonna do it again?”

“Pfft- come on. You know I can’t promise thaAT!- OK, OK I promise!”

Foxy got up and started walking away when he heard Goldie call out:

“Don’t think I won’t get you back though!”

Foxy just smirked and turned to him.

“I’d like to see you try.”

Yes, Finally done! Geez this might be the longest fic I’ve ever written… Oh well hope y’all enjoy it.

A/N: This was supposed to be posted in November, but I got distracted with school and family stuff.

[soelvfisk]

Jeg har slettet insta og facebook og messenger. Det føles som at stoppe med at findes. Ubesvarede beskeder og ting jeg ikke ser og mig der hverken kan ses eller nås.

Engang tænkte jeg på den slags som min virtuelle gravsten. Hvad efterlader jeg online, når jeg er væk - agtigt. Min stemme. Mit ansigt der smiler og græder og ler. Glimt fra et hjem og en hverdag. Men hvis det er dét man savner ved mig og dét der minder én om mig, så føles det som en løgn. For sådan har jeg ikke haft det i meget lang tid. Flere år efterhånden.

Jeg har været stille så længe at folk er stoppet med at række ud. Jeg har været stille så længe, at jeg kan se hvordan man sagtens kan eksistere uden mig. Og jeg har følt mig lettet over at dem jeg elsker har det godt. Måske de har vænnet sig til at mangle mig, så meget at de ikke længere mangler mig.

Den del af mig de savner, savner jeg også selv. Føler at den udgave af mig forsvandt, da jeg blev stille. De har taget afsked. Jeg har taget afsked. Nu er jeg én man ikke kan være ven med. En man ikke kan være kærester med. En man ikke kan holde ud at gå og bekymre sig om. Så jeg lader det hele forsvinde.

[ataraxiamfrp]

name/alias: Matt character name: the mangle series: FNaF date sent (according to the ML): 11/8 ooc contact (please specify if this is twitter or tumblr): ask-cassidy-ler (tumblr)

Oh shit, it's fucked up fox time!!

MANGLE has been reserved for you!

✨ mod grazia

[cobaltusami]

Bro Bonding Time

Hey hi hello! I'm like 12 hours late with this but I fell asleep writing and then had to run errands this morning, but like I've said before I'd rather post late than post something I rushed and didn't like.

So fun fact, Leon Is actually one of my fave's from the first game, and I thoroughly enjoy Lee!Leon because oof this child deserved so much better than he got. (All my favorites did. ;-; Apparently it's a requirement that If you become my fave you have to suffer--)

Characters: Lee!Leon, Ler!Mondo, Ler!Taka

Word count: 2324

Part one: Mercy

“For our first hang out,” Mondo said loudly, on purpose. He locked eyes with Leon. “Wanna help me get revenge on a certain Redhead?”

“Yeah, Let’s get him.”

The two newly united ‘Bros’ advanced towards Leon, who was still hiding behind Sakura. “Come on Mondo, It was totally fair! Taka never tickled someone before!” He tried to defend himself.

“He’s right. You had a brother growing up so you had more experience In that field, Taka didn’t.” Sakura spoke up, Trying to help the aspiring rockstar.

Taka stopped. “I guess you’re right…”

“Fuck that. Move outta my way Sakura, Or I’ll take you down too.” Mondo threatened, Standing directly In front of the Martial artist.

“Come on, Let’s let the boys do their thing.” Aoi sighed, getting up and moving towards the door. She stopped however when she realized Sakura wasn’t following her.

Sakura locked eyes daringly with the Biker. “Bold words from someone who just submitted.”

Mondo’s face flushed with embarrassment, he was taken off guard by her defiant demeanor. “W-What the hell did you just say?!”

“Sakura, Let’s go.” Hina tugged at her friend’s arm.

The Martial artist looked to the Swimmer and let out a small sigh. “Fine.”

“No no, Fuck that. You think you can take me?”

“M-Mondo! I thought you didn’t fight women!” Taka panicked, Sensing the rising tensions In the room.

“Sakuraaaa.” Aoi narrowed her eyes up at her.

She glanced at Mondo then back at Aoi. “Let’s go.” She mumbled. “I achieved my goal and gave Leon enough time to run away anyway.” She smirked at the Biker and left with a mischievously giggling Asahina, Who had realized her plan and played along.

Mondo’s eyes snapped back to where Leon had been hiding and found only an open door. “SHIT!” He swore as he bolted out the door after him.

Leon was running as fast as possible towards his room, He could hear footsteps barreling like roaring thunder behind him though, He knew he was about to get caught. “STAY BACK!” He yelled over his shoulder.

He skidded to a stop by his door and went to dive into the safety of his room but Mondo threw himself Into the doorway, hooking his arms around the rockstar as he fell to the floor inside the room, taking Leon down with him. “Where do you think… You’re going… Ya little shit?” Mondo panted as he began to catch his breath, tightening his grip when Leon started squirming.

“M-Mondo! Come on man, This Is so not cool! Let go!”

“Nice try, But Sakura overestimated how fast you can run.” Mondo smirked as he stood, pulling Leon up with him.

Taka poked his head into the doorway. “Oh, There you are!”

“Get In here bro, Let’s start our hangout.”

Leon yelped as he was tossed haphazardly onto the bed, he tried to roll off the bed to evade them but Mondo was quick to block his chance at escape by jumping onto the bed and tackling him to the mattress.

Taka shut the door and approached the red haired student who was throwing out strings of swears and protests at the biker pinning him down. Mondo was half laying on his side, propped up by the arm he was resting on, he used that same arm to ensnare both of Leon’s.

“Not cool man! Let me go!” He intended to sound angry, but his words came off as nervous instead.

“No way, you brought this on yourself. Ya shoulda stayed out of our business, Twerp.” Mondo chuckled evilly as Taka joined the two over on the bed, settling on the opposite side of Leon.

“Okay, Time to give you a real crash course In tickling.” Mondo smirked, adjusting his hold on the red head. He moved so that he was holding both of his arms over his head with one hand and shoved his shirt upwards with his free hand. “Now bro, Kuwata here Is hella ticklish. His worst spots are his hips and his feet. But ‘lemme teach ya a trick.”

Taka nodded attentively, hanging off of every word Mondo spoke as though his life depended on it.

“When you’re tickling someone, anticipation and build up are your friends.”

The Hall monitor blinked. “Anticipation and build up? What do you mean by that?”

Mondo grinned wickedly. “Well, with some people It’s most effective to just dive into their worst spot full force… but for other people, you need to start off slow, target less sensitive spots and psych them out.”

“Oh! Kind of like with you!” Taka nodded, Mondo paused as he felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. Leon snickered at this.

“Sh-Shut up bro… But you get the idea, Yeah?”

“I believe so. It’s the lingering feeling of impending doom that makes them more sensitive, Correct?”

“Bingo!” Mondo gave a thumbs up. “Things like teasing verbally and through action will make it worse for a lot of people… Leon, Is one of ‘em.” He winked.

Leon choked back a whimper at the borderline evil grin he received from the biker. “Guys c’mon… I was just playing around earlier!”

“Just as we’re playing around with you now.” Taka smiled mischievously, causing Mondo to chuckle.

“That’s exactly right bro. Alright, enough talking. I’m better with actions than words anyway.” with that Mondo unceremoniously dug his fingers into Leon’s stomach, causing the Ultimate Baseball star to yelp as he buried his face in his arm to muffle any further embarrassing sounds.

“What you wanna do Is…” Mondo glanced over at Taka, who had just been intensely staring at the two as if deep In thought. He blinked his red eyes and met Mondo’s gaze. “Start at his sides, and slowly work your way up to his ribs. But just before ya reach his ribs, go back down his sides and keep repeating until ya think he’s gonna get caught off guard.”

“How do I know when to do that?” Taka inquired curiously.

“Oh, you’ll know.” was his unhelpful answer.

Taka sighed softly at that and gently began skittering his fingertips up Leon’s sides, he watched with interest as his body trembled and twitched under his gentle touch. But oddly enough to the Moral Compass, He wasn’t laughing. “Mondo, Is this normal? For someone not to laugh…?”

“Yeah bro, some people are stubborn and try not to laugh.” he nodded.

“Oh, Kind of like what you tried to do earlier but started giggling after a few--”

“Taka!”

Leon let out a few snickers at the exchange before him.

Mondo narrowed his eyes at the aspiring rockstar. “Oh, Ya think that’s funny huh?” he lightly ran his fingers across the exposed bit of his hip bone, causing the trembling student to flinch violently away from his touch with a mangled squeal. Unfortunately his attempt to flinch away didn’t make him any safer, It only made his body shift more into Mondo.

“Whatsa matter? Don't cha like that spot?” He asked teasingly, tracing his fingertips ever so lightly across the hip bone. He glanced up at the other attacking student and nodded at him.

Taka took this as his cue and attacked Leon’s ribs, this resulted In the redhead yelping and bursting out laughing. “Shihihihit! Ahahahaha! Stohohohohopp!” He whined through his laughter, trying to jerk away from both Taka and Mondo, which again only made him press more into Mondo.

“Why should we? Seems to me that you like this.” Mondo smirked. “Seeing as ya keep snuggling more into my hold.”

“Ihihihihihim nohohohot trying tohohoho!” He protested, blushing. “You’re tihihickling my hihihip!”

“Bro, What do you think? I think he’s enjoying this.” Mondo ignored Leon’s reasoning, still delicately tracing the hyper ticklish spot.

“I must agree bro! Why else would he instigate and constantly talk back? I believe deep down he wants to be tickled!” Taka agreed, smiling in amusement.

Does Leon enjoy this? Hmm… No, Not really. It all depends on his mood, he does have days where he gets in a lee mood, but those are kind of uncommon. And he certainly doesn’t like getting wrecked when he gets tickled. (Unless he does.)

He normally doesn’t like being tickled by Mondo because he gets destroyed every single time, he prefers to annoy Hiro until he tickles him if anyone because normally Hiro isn’t merciless.

“I dohohoho nahahahahat!” Leon argued, blushing more.

“I don’t know... Your face is quite red, Leon! Perhaps you are just embarrassed to be called out about It!” Taka teased, his fingers ghosting across his ribs slowly.

Mondo grinned, squeezing his hips briefly before his fingers trailed back up to his stomach. “Good point!”

Leon shrieked, his body jerking as if he were shocked by electricity. He squirmed to the other side away from Mondo, but unfortunately this put him closer to Taka and his evilly teasing touches.

This action was rewarded with much more thorough tickles to his ribs and the spots between them from the Moral Compass. “Well, If ya wanted Taka to tickle you more, ya coulda just asked.” Mondo chuckled, switching to lighter tickles against his belly.

“Kyahahaha! Thihihis ihihis bullshihihit!” Leon laughed, flustered. He wasn’t sure which one was worse. As soon as he’d squirm to one side, closer to one student, they would tickle him much more viciously and the other would be lighter to lure him back to their side.

Taka laughed. “Yes! I would’ve been more than happy to oblige!”

Leon squirmed back over to Mondo’s side more out of reflex than actual want, and just like before Taka lightened and slowed his tickles and Mondo began tickling much more vigorously.

Though unexpectedly, Mondo leant down and blew a raspberry against his stomach, giving a few quick squeezes to his hip when he did.

When I tell you Leon screamed.

“FAHAHAHAHACK! NAHAHAHA!” He cackled, tears welling up in his tightly shut bright blue eyes.

Taka paused, taken off guard by the reaction.

Leon’s body flew away from the mean biker, his midriff knocking against Taka’s leg. “GEHEHEHET AWAHAHAHAHAY FROM MEHEHEHE YOU DIHIHIHICK!”

“Ya think he’s gonna save you from me?” Mondo laughed sadistically, blowing another raspberry against his heaving stomach.

Taka felt a tinge bad for the rockstar, remembering how horrible the intense tickles to his sides were. But he pushed those feelings aside for a moment when Mondo paused his ticklish assault on Leon and looked at him. “Uh Bro? Ya good?”

“Y-Yeah, Sorry. I got lost In thought again.” Taka responded.

Leon just laid there giggling tiredly and gasping for air, his body felt weak from all the squirming and laughing he was doing.

“No worries.” Mondo grinned. “Let’s wrap this up then. You want his hips or his feet?”

The panting student beneath them felt himself pale at the thought of both his worst spots being tickled at the same time. He would have tried to escape at that moment when he thought Mondo wasn’t paying attention, but he didn’t have the energy to.

Taka thought about it, devising some sort of plan of his own in his mind. “Hips.” he said carefully once he came to a decision.

“Aight, make sure you keep a good grip on him.” He instructed, releasing the redhead as soon as Taka had a hold of him by the hips.

This action alone garnered giggles and small squirms from the tired student.

Mondo grabbed his ankles and unceremoniously tore away the only two layers of protection from his weakly kicking appendages. “Ready?”

“Ready.” Taka affirmed, loosening his grip on Leon’s hips. Something he took notice of immediately.

Though he didn’t have time to react thanks to Mondo’s hellish tickle attack starting on his feet, Taka made it appear as though he was tickling Leon’s hips, but wasn’t actually.

When Leon opened an eye to look up at Taka hesitantly, He winked at him. Silently assuring him that he was going to help him rather than help his Kyoudai.

Catching on quickly, Leon latched his hands onto Taka’s wrists and made It appear as though he was trying to rip his hands off of his hips.

“NAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leon laughed loudly, throwing his head back and arching his back to sell it further.

Mondo glanced back at Taka and grinned at him. “Good job, Bro! You catch on quick.”

Oh you have no idea. Taka thought to himself with a smile. He leaned down to whisper In Leon’s ear. “We need to catch him off guard, So make some kind of--”

“AAACK! NONONO!” Leon jolted away from Taka, laughing hysterically. Taka blinked in surprise but followed. Apparently, his neck was very sensitive and Taka accidentally brushed against it. “DOHOHOHON’T! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

Mondo paused what he was doing to look back at Leon and Taka curiously. “Ohh yeah, I forgot his neck Is hella ticklish.” he chuckled in amusement.

Now was their best chance as Mondo was turning his attention back to his feet. Taka quickly released his ‘hold’ on the rockstar, who in turn immediately launched himself at Mondo’s back with newfound strength, sending them both flying off the bed and crashing to the floor with Leon on top of Mondo’s back.

“Ow! Fucking hell!” Mondo swore into the carpet, slightly disoriented from the fall.

Leon jumped up and bolted out of the room as though he were being chased by a serial killer. (Or a singer with a knife--)

Mondo sat up, rubbing his head tenderly. Confused as to what just happened.

Taka got down onto the floor next to him, feigning surprise. “B-Bro! Are you okay?? I am so sorry! He slipped out of my grip, I wasn’t expecting such a violent reaction out of him. Do you want me to go after him??”

Mondo patted his shoulder reassuringly. “Nah don’t sweat It bro, I’m fine. C’mon, Let’s go find something else to do.” He stood up and offered a hand to help Taka up, he took It with a smile.

“Yeah, Let’s.”

[wonderfulworldofmichaelford]

Is It Really THAT Bad?

Dr. Seuss is no stranger to cinematic adaptations, and even less of a stranger to animation. And whenever Seuss gets animated, you can typically expect good things, as opposed to when his work is live action, in which case you can expect…

Yeah…

Anyway, imagine the excitement people must have felt when the creative team behind Despicable Me and the writing team behind the underrated gem Horton Hears a Who got together to do a fresh new take on The Lorax! This was in Illumination’s heyday, before they ended up showcasing that they’re more interested in churning out cheap products for maximum profit, so there was plenty of hope that this could be good. Then came all the commercial tie-ins.

Now, this alone shouldn’t be indicative of the final product. Maybe stuff like this is just a bunch of suits horribly missing the point of the original story! Maybe the actual film will be better! Well… while the film was no flop, and while it certainly got a better reception than most of the films I’ve talked about here, the film was derided by many for being an extremely shallow and lacking adaptation that adds unneeded junk to a story that didn’t need it in such a way that ultimately dilutes the message. It turns a story that operated on shades of gray and turned it into a cartoonish spectacle that would make even Captain Planet blush. Not helping was the rabid fanbase on Tumblr who shipped the Once-ler with… himself… or Jack Frost… forever tainting the film in the eyes of those on the internet.

Things got so bad eventually even the [REDACTED] Critic reviewed the film in his usual over-the-top, accentuate the negative style, and as some people still treat his word as gospel, this has most likely colored the perception of the film. So while it’s certainly not to the same level of infamy as the usual subjects of Is It Really THAT Bad? I still wanted to put this movie on here and ask one simple question:

How ba-ah-ah-ad can it be?

THE GOOD

So let me just get it out of the way: the movie’s villain song, “How Bad Can I Be,” legitimately is awesome and is frankly one of the best villain songs ever. No, I’m not kidding. It’s just a fun, rocking number with some neat visuals, and while it’s a shame the cut rock opera-esque “Biggering” is probably the better song, this one is definitely more fun and meme-worthy. Shake that bottom line!

Now, the casting is, for the most part, pretty fantastic. Minor characters like the grandma played by Betty White are a lot of fun, but really, the main piece of awesome casting is Danny DeVito as the titular Seuss creation. DeVito as the Lorax is just so incredible, perfect, and inspired that it boggles the mind how anyone could possibly come up with such amazing casting.

As far as antagonizing forces in the film go, the Once-ler’s awful, vile family are enjoyable in a “love to hate” sort of way. While it’s certainly kind of iffy that they felt the need to give the Once-ler more of an excuse for his actions beyond just simple greed, it isn’t so bad that what they came up with was familial pressure. In fact, they’re actually much better at antagonists than O’Hare, the actual villain of the film, and the fact the movie give him so much focus despite having such fascinating characters that would have had a really great thematic purpose; hell, they should have been the rulers of Thneedville instead og O’Hare! There’s so much untapped potential with these, quite frankly, very interesting characters.

I guess I should say the Once-ler is a pretty decent character in and of himself, but he very much suffers from the same problem the Jim Carrey Grinch does – he’s a good, enjoyable character in his own right, but he’s not a very good Once-ler. In fact, he at points borders on “in name only” territory. Still, he does have a pretty solid arc, and that villain song slaps, so… I think he’s solid, and Ed Helms does a good job voicing him.

THE BAD

Jon Lajoie, while in character as his misogynistic moron rapper MC Vagina, said this:

When I first heard this lyric, I didn’t understand it… but his words were a prophecy, because that is, in all honesty, the plot of this film. Our flavorless protagonist Ted really just wants to get the Truffula trees back so he can get into the pants of the local smoking hot redhead hippie, Audrey. It gets to the point where Ted’s motivations are so boring and shallow that Audrey actually would have made a far more interesting and compelling protagonist, seeing as she already has an inexplicable knowledge of the trees and cares about nature. When they already changed so much in the story I don’t see why they couldn’t just make the protagonist a girl while they were at it. As it is, she barely has any presence and feels like a waste, which becomes all the more awful when you know she’s being played by a stunt casted Taylor Swift instead of an actual voice actor or even an actor period. At least Ted is Zac Efron, an actual actor, though he doesn’t do a particularly good job himself.

Then we have our villain, O’Hare. O’Hare has all the subtlety of a Captain Planet villain but none of the cheesy goodness and fun. Sure, Rob Riggle does some good delivery and gives O’Hare some memetastic moments, and sure, his selling of canned air is oddly prescient of things that happened in real life in India (though technically President Skroob Spaceballs beat him to the punch by a few decades) but it doesn’t really redeem O’Hare from being an excessively weak villain who is shoehorned into the plot solely to turn the story into a black and white morality tale. It… doesn’t work at all. What also doesn’t help is that O’Hare has an absolutely repugnant character design, looking like if Edna Mode got mangled by a sixteen wheeler and left in a ditch on the side of the road.

Finally, this movie just doesn’t really respect the story to any great degree. As mentioned above, it waters down a story that presented arguments from both sides and, while still ultimately showing the Once-ler to be wrong and shortsighted, did have him make some valid points. Here, the story is presented as there being a clear cut good and evil in a horrendously unsubtle and unpalatable way. Yes, we get that extreme deforestation and overuse of resources is bad, you don’t need to beat us over the head with it. It doesn’t help that the film also crams in a bunch of cringeworthy pop culture humor that really doesn’t add much to the story; say what you will about the anime scene from Horton, at least there was a bit of substance and reason for it. Having characters sing the Mission: Impossible theme is just making a reference for the sake of making a reference.

Is It Really THAT Bad?

So I’m gonna say that I don’t particularly find this movie to be good, per se. It’s very dumbed down and more than a little undermined by the various brand tie ins. It is a poorly executed black and white morality tale that was crafted from a very deep and engaging piece of children’s literature, and on that level, I don’t think this movie works even a little bit. Still, there’s some enjoyment that can be mined from this, particularly from some of the more so bad it’s good moments, as well as DeVito’s performance and some actual good moments of story and character. There’s some stuff to like here if you dig a bit, but really, I don’t think you really should have to do a deep dig into The Lorax to get some enjoyment.

Overall, I wouldn’t really say this movie is totally bad, but it’s definitely not good, either; it veers more into the territory of “so bad it’s good,” which is a shame but also kind of refreshing. It’s definitely an interesting film to talk about, and there are a few things about it that work, but ultimately it’s not enough to really raise the film to the level of the classic animated Seuss adaptations or even to the level of Horton. At its best, it’s okay, and at its worst, it actively undermines its own messages. I think the 6.4 it has is pretty fair… maybe a bit too fair, if I’m being honest. I’d give it something like a 5.7 or 5.8.

Again, it’s not the worst thing ever like some might tell you; hell, the adaptation of How the Grinch Stole Christmas Illumination would go on to make is probably a worse movie. But it still doesn’t really do anything that adds to the story its telling, and it ultimately comes off as saccharine, forgettable childish fluff. It’s really a harmless movie, but it’s still probably gonna grate on anyone who holds the original story in high esteem. The {REDACTED] Critic was a bit hyperbolic in his review, but I do think he was right in principle. This movie feels like a calculated, corporate adaptation meant to be as inoffensive and marketable as possible much like every Illumination film post-Despicable Me. And if there’s one thing The Lorax shouldn’t be, it’s “inoffensive and marketable.”

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@ingoldentent​ liked for a starter ! 

The first thing she felt when entering the island was fear. The fear of suddenly waking up in a place she didn’t recognize, and not knowing anybody around her. The aching loneliness she felt as a child.

Maybe she should be rejoicing. As she was writing up those message bottles, she had silently begged someone to figure it out and stop her. Being stuck in a place like this meant not carrying out those murders...

... But it also meant she’d never see Battler again, and he’d certainly never understand.

Just before she could weep at her fate, she saw a figure approaching her. That figure was...

“Ba...tt...ler...”

She choked out those words in shock. His identity didn’t need to be confirmed. He had grown, but he certainly resembled the Battler she knew six years ago.

The emotion bubbling up in her chest... Is it relief? Is it excitement? Is if fear? Is it hatred? She couldn’t tell, and she couldn’t even bring herself to touch him. If her palm connects with his, then this illusion may break- and she may be alone all over again.

“Battler... Do you remember me, from six years ago...? S-” She wanted to say her name, but stopped herself. What was her name? Does she introduce herself as Shannon, or Sayo? Who is she? “You never wrote a letter to me. You never visited me. You never took me away. You never came on a white horse. You never fulfilled your promise. You left me in Hell, Battler. I wanted to spend my life with you, so why...? Why, why why why why why why......?!!! You cruel man...!!!!”

Her breath hitched in her throat, her calm (though shaky) words turning into a mangled and ugly sob.

“I hate you. I hate you so much, Ushiromiya Battler....!!! Ah... Uuu... Uuuuwwwwaaaa....!!!!!”

[trashyswitch]

As the anon who suggested ler mangle absolutely loved it! It was so cute and love how you added the detail that mangles two heads think and talk differently! Thanks so much for that cute fic! 💗

You’re welcome!! I’m so glad I could make you happy and provide you such joy for a while!

[shyfluffymage]

New Year Tickles!!

Hi beautiful people! I have great stories to tell!!! Hopefully I don’t mangle them with my crappy writing skills.😅

So, on New Year’s Eve, my friend Li came over to my house to hang out before a New Years party with our friend group. Now, he knows about this blog and is probably reading this out to me over Skype and I’m dying inside! Li is wicked when he wants to be.

He teases me A LOT. Teasing over Skype was bad (good) but teasing IRL was worse (better). Because over Skype, I could take my headphones off and hide, but it’s much more difficult In real life.

We were laying on my futon and watching Steven universe. During the episodes he’d lightly tickle my back and sides but he was only teasing. He said something along the lines of “If you want me to tickle you, you need to ASK for it. Or else this is all I’m gonna do.” And so somehow, I managed to say it as a full sentence. Only after Li made me repeat myself until I said it all at once instead of saying a word and pausing for a bit before continuing. So at the end of the episode, he pounced and started tickling everywhere he could.

He’d start with my stomach and make his way up to my underarms. Then back down to my sides and down my knees to my feet. Then he’d do It all over again! Sometimes he’d attack two places at once. Like he’d blow raspberries on my stomach while his hands were torturing my underarms. He’d have one hand squeezing my sides and another tickling under my knee.

And all the while, he would tease me like “Oh you’re so adorable I want to hear that laugh! Do you like it better when I tickle here? Or HERE?” He made me ask him to tickle me twice and then said I wouldn’t have to do it again for that day if I said it one more time. His exact words were “ I need you to say it ‘please tickle me’ and I will” he kept his word And I didn’t have to say it again, But he’d still ask me questions as he was tickling me which was still really embarrassing.

The teasing was great and I’m gonna give away something that will help him because for some reason I want future Shy to die. For future reference, Li, *hint hint nudge nudge* for some reason I respond more to childish teases as well. Like in a silly or high pitched voice or something like that. It Makes it more embarrassing. Also, I’d like to take this break because I know you’re probably reading this to me over Skype. So before you murder me, give me a couple seconds to breathe…

Ok, I also got to tickle him for a bit which was fun!!! He promised he’d let me, even though he still fought back… Buuuuut I found out that suspense kills him and used it to my advantage by wiggling my fingers at him and making him wait for me to tickle him. Also, he’s a boy with a deep voice and a high pitched laugh which is wonderful to hear!!! He’s got very ticklish hips and feet so I’d switch between the two places and sometimes do both at the same time. He kept laughing at me when I was trying to be a good Ler though… :(

Also, he admits that he LOVES being tickled by me! :P because apparently I smile differently when I’m tickling him senseless.

He also repeatedly told me not to leave out any details in my tumblr post! So I’m also including me wrecking him with tickles. :D

So, I have a bunk bed and we were sitting on the bottom bunk for the day. So, Li told me to grab the bars and keep my arms up. So I did, and he was just lightly tickling my underarms and sides as he was teasing me and I was dying. But it was great!

I just wish my family wasn’t there. I had to hold back most of my laughter and I couldn’t tickle Li for as long as I planned to because they’d hear.

Later, we watched Suicide Squad downstairs (p.s good movie) . He would tickle my stomach and sides mostly. But sometimes he’d tickle behind my knee and he also tried to find the most ticklish part on my foot. I think he found it but I can’t remember where it was… He would also swirl his finger around my belly button, I’d get raspberries and light tickles on my stomach.

He also decided to be mean and make me ask if I wanted him to increase the pressure of the tickles or keep it as light as it was. If my stomach growled, he said it was my stomach’s way of asking for attention and would tickle it when he heard it growl.

So finally we got to go to the party. It was really fun there and it was nice to see my friends together. Plus, more tickles happened!!!!

We watched “Secret Life of Pets” and I was using Li as a footrest and he’d tickle my feet throughout the movie. Sometimes, A would tickle me too! :D

For some reason I was really sad for no reason and then A and T followed me upstairs and gave me a few cheer-up tickles which was really appreciated.

Also, Li set a vibrating timer for the new year and when it went off he held it to my foot and it really tickled. Also, he tickled me with his phone case again XD.

We started watching Fantastic Beasts and I was lying on the ground and A blew raspberries on my stomach. Later, Li sat on the floor beside me and gave me a couple of raspberries too. And then he held one of my arms up and started tickling my underarm and he told A to blow raspberries on my stomach at the same time and she did and it was great!

Then I was laying across T and Li on the couch and I heard him whispering to her and suddenly SHE gave me a raspberry too!!!

Later, me and Li both tickled T and she was so cute and squeaky! :)

It was so much fun!!!! Then the next day we went to go see Moana (also great movie!!!) and Li sat beside me and tickled my stomach a few times throughout it. :D

Those two days were so much fun!!!!! And I’m probably dying over Skype right now so um yeah. That’s fun. Thanks for killing me, Li. And thanks for reading this far. Sorry I’m not really good at writing heh..

Also, I’m tagging you two because I knew you’d wanna read it :P

@mysteryfaerie77 @ticklish-babygirl

[jaladwolf]

Can we get some head cannons for Toy Freddy and Mangle? Tickle talk?

Ok I’ve actually wanted to do this for a while so yeah…

Toy Freddy:

He’s Definitely a Lee, almost 100% of the time! Seriously, this man is too ticklish for his own good. He won’t really attempt to push you away, only when he’s at his limit. Teases turn him into a flustered mess. Like, oh my god he looks so cute! Poor thing’s too scared to ask for them since he gets so embarrassed. He’ll only let a few people tickle like Toy Chica, Mangle, Mari and maybe Freddy.

Mangle:

They’re not really ticklish but there are a few spots that can catch them off guard. However most of the time, they’re a ler. And oh boy is this dude ler-coded! They would definitely use their wires to restrain you if you “move too much”. Like I can imagine then using their wires to pin your wrists above your head while saying, “Quit moving. You’re only gonna make it more difficult”. Speaking of which, teases. Oh my god. I don’t know what it is but they somehow manages to break you almost every. single. time. Like if you’re even gonna stand a chance against them, you’re gonna need a LOT of resistance training. If not then, it was nice knowing ya.

There you go anon! Hope you and the others enjoy!

DNI if N$FW, K!NK/F£TISH!

[pkmntrainerkrista-blog]

All the multiverse Kristas

Water mage Krista smol water child

Trainer Krista my favorite lady, star of the show(actually, my favorite lady is British!sans, a sans that is a 13 year old british lady bones with c cups and long white hair, she is still a skeleton and wears jackets and hoodies)

Once-ler!Krista how bad can she be?

Goddess of furries all hail the goddess!!!!

God mother Krista everyone’s favorite mafia smol. The kalosian mafia never had a better leader. But she made it so……

Wolf girl Krista she has not appeared yet.(the song post hinted toward once-ler!Krista)

Fnaf!Krista the semi-lewd night guard. (She has some problems with the technician, but is close friends with mangle. Foxy constantly tries to get her naked, and at one point turns her into a fox girl for a bit)

Skull admin!Krista smol, angry, edgy, and cute.

[trashyswitch]

The Sensitive Stranger

Jeremy is caught by Mangle during his shift. Weird, strange and cute things start to happen.

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous person. Hope you enjoy it!

Jeremy hesitantly turned on the light to the vent to see if anyone was there. Sure enough, that creepy mangled animatronic was in there, crawling around in the vent! Jeremy tried to keep himself calm as he put the Freddy Fazbear mask on. “It’s gonna be okay.” He whispered to himself. “It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay. It’s gonna be okay.”

A clanging sound could be heard as Jeremy sat there, waiting. Jeremy sighed in relief as he understood the clanging sounds. Mangle was retreating. It really WAS gonna be alright!

“Don’t be afraid. Soon you’ll be just like me…beautiful!” Someone said behind him. Jeremy froze and refused to look behind him. Who was behind him?

Jeremy finally built up the courage to turn around. But the moment he did, Jeremy was tackled down under the desk in one quick go. “I wanted to wait until just the right moment to drop in!” The mangled animatronic told him.

Jeremy screeched like a toddler, and tried to kick the animatronic off him. But the mangled animatronic actually caught his foot in the air. “Now I have you all to myself…” the girly-looking animatronic told him.

Jeremy was shaking. He tried to pull his foot out of Mangle’s grip, but the animatronic wouldn’t budge. He tried kicking the animatronic with his other foot to get it out of the animatronic’s grip. But the other hand had caught his other foot! Dammit!

“P-Please! Don’t kill me! I’ll d-do anything!” Jeremy begged. The animatronic tilted her head at him. Then, Mangle’s head moved closer and closer to Jeremy’s face. Jeremy closed his eyes tightly out of pure fear. Pleasedon’tdie, pleasedon’tdie, pleasedon’tdie-

“We're going to have such terrible, wonderful fun.” The animatronic told him.

Jeremy widened his eyes as the animatronic dropped one foot, and grabbed the ankle of his left foot. With his foot in the Mangle’s grip, the mangle pulled Jeremy closer to her and started crawling all over Jeremy. “AAH! OH GOD! EW, EW IT’S LIKE A GIHIANT SPIHIHIDER!” Jeremy nervously laughed as the animatronic crawled all over him like a web.

“Shh…Just be still…” The animatronic told him. Jeremy listened to the voice and froze in place with his eyes completely closed as the animatronic kept walking around on him. Finally, after a good 2 minutes, the animatronic seemed to settle itself down and laid on Jeremy’s belly…just like a puppy.

Jeremy opened one eye and…almost cooed at Mangle! It felt like a metal, hard dog was laying on top of him.

“I…….I don’t know what to say…” Jeremy admitted.

The animatronic’s hands were buried under her animatronic parts and were laying on Jeremy’s belly.

“I…Uh…” Was all Jeremy got out.

But then…Jeremy started feeling the hands contract…Against his belly. Jeremy bit his lip as the hand movements became more frequent rather quickly. Oh no…He didn’t want to admit it, but the hand movements kept tickling him! Jeremy leaned his head back as he tried to bear the ticklish hand movements. “There now…this won’t hurt at all…” The animatronic told him.

Won’t hurt? What do you mean ‘this won’t hurt’?

Wait a sec…Was this feeling intentional?! Was she…tickling him?!

Jeremy bit his lip harder as a small, wobbly smile started to grow onto his face. This was SO unfair…

“Are you ticklish, stranger?” The animatronic asked. Yyyyyup…there’s the proof.

Great.

Just great.

Of all his weaknesses to go for, this was the one she chose?!

“N-No…Whyhy would you thihihink that?” Jeremy asked, accidentally letting out some giggles. “I hear your giggles…” The animatronic reminded him.

“No-Nohoho yohohou dohon’t!” Jeremy tried (and failed) to cover up his laughter. “I don’t like liars.” The animatronic told him.

Oh no…

Jeremy struggled to hold his breath as his belly and sides were tickled by the mangled hands. To make matters worse: The animatronic was like a weighted blanket! He couldn’t move around much with Mangle on him like this!

“P-Please stohohop!” Jeremy begged with a growing smile on his face. “We must be very quiet now. Shhh…” She whispered.

“Yohohou’re tihihickling mehehehe!” Jeremy let out.

“How peculiar…” She reacted calmly. “Are victims usually sensitive?” The animatronic asked.

“M-Mahahaybehehe…” Jeremy replied, finally letting some of his giggles out. With the dam mostly open, it was hard to close it back up again without giggles pouring out by the gallon.

“Broken things like me, aren’t sensitive.” She told him.

Jeremy finally started to let out all the giggles that were pent up in his lungs. “Ohohohokahahahay! Yohohohou brohohohoke mehehehe!” Jeremy laughed. “Nohohow stahahahahap!”

Mangle only tilted her head curiously. She leaned into his ear and started to whisper things to him. “I can make you laugh for as long as I please…” She told him. Jeremy’s eyes grew to the size of saucers in horror. “N-Now hold on-” Jeremy squeaked as his belly button was tickled next.

“Such a sensitive victim.” Mangle told him as she tickled in and around his belly button quickly.

“Stahahahahahap! Hahahahahahahahaha!” Jeremy laughed.

“Such a poor, ticklish soul…” The animatronic whispered into his ear.

If Jeremy wasn’t blushing before, he would certainly be blushing now! “Ahahahaham nahahahahat!” Jeremy argued. “You’re lying again.” The animatronic reminded him. “I don’t like liars.”

The animatronic’s tickling grew harder and stronger within a minute or two.

“WAHAHAHAIT! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Jeremy bursted out laughing.

“Apologize, stranger. You tell too many lies.” Mangle ordered him as she lessened the tickles.

Jeremy covered his face as he blushed and giggled helplessly. “Ihihihi’m sohohohohorryhyhyhy…” He apologized.

“Good.” Mangle looked at Jeremy and started tickling him harder. “Now laugh.”

Jeremy squeaked and laughed a little more hysterically. “NOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Jeremy laughed. “Good…good…” Mangle told him.

“THIHIHIS IHIHIHIS UHUHUHUNFAHAHAIR!” Jeremy argued. “Who said I was fair?” She asked.

Jeremy whined amidst his laughter. “IHIHIHI’M TOHOHOHOHOO TIHIHICKLIHIHISH FOHOHOR THIHIHIHIS!” Jeremy complained. “That’s not my fault.” She told him. Jeremy felt like he was gonna explode with laughter. No matter what he said to her, she always had an excuse. It was just not fair!

“HEHEHEHELLOOOO?! HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHE!” Jeremy begged. “I’m afraid help is not on the way.” She told him.

“COHOHOHOHOME OHOHOHOHON!” Jeremy begged. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Mangle smirked and just kept on going. “I smile at your useless efforts to get out of here.” Mangle teased.

“DOHOHOHOHON’T! IHIHIHIHIHI’M GOHOHOHOHONNA DIHIHIHIHIEHEHEHEHEEE!” Jeremy begged.

“I know you won’t die, stranger.” She told him.

Jeremy was ready to throw hands. He was done. He couldn’t handle much more! And yet, the animatronic was STILL tickling him!

Jeremy was growing tired. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE! PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!”

“I suppose you are growing tired…” Mangle noticed. FINALLY! THe bloody animatronic can notice he’s not alright!

“IHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHO TIHIHIHIRED! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!” Jeremy begged one last time. “Alright.” The animatronic finally slowed her fingers to a stop.

Jeremy happily took in as much air as he could to recuperate after the long tickle session. He’s never felt more thankful for air than he did at that very moment. Jeremy breathed heavily for a little while. And surprisingly, his breathing was strong enough to make Mangle rise and fall with each breath he took!

“You really went completely to pieces there!” Mangle reacted. Jeremy couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Yeheheah, I really did.”

Mangle smiled a little and rested her head on Jeremy’s chest. Jeremy smiled at this and very slowly started to pet the animatronic on her light, smooth head.

“You’re a sweet stranger.” She told him.

Jeremy smiled and continued to pet the animatronic. He didn’t care if the animatronic couldn’t feel it or otherwise. He just cared that Mangle was calming down and growing close to Jeremy. Jeremy never expected such a sweet girl hidden under the evil, mangled animatronic she presented herself to be.

Jeremy laid his head down and continued to pet the animatronic for a while. As Mangle enjoyed the pets, Mangle gently started to pet Jeremy’s stomach to show her love towards him too. It was unusual, but cute nonetheless.

Jeremy smiled and allowed Mangle to pet his belly. Occasionally, Mangle would tickle Jeremy, leaving him in a giggly mess before stopping. It was a fun little game they developed in such a short time.

Jeremy experienced a pet-like happiness he never expected to find at his job. Jeremy found himself feeling loved and cared for by the broken animatronic.

As the week went by, Mangle would visit him and give him pets and tickles sometimes. It was fun for Jeremy. He hadn’t experienced a loving hand like that since he was a child. It was…a good change of pace.

By the time the week was over, Jeremy felt almost saddened by the weekend. He liked having Mangle around. Jeremy actually considered talking to the creator of the animatronics to see if he could bring the animatronic home with him as a pet. He knew Mangle would like living with him. But alas…Jeremy knew what the boss would say. And it was too hard to hear. So, he stopped himself from asking such a question.

After Jeremy quit his job, Jeremy would rub his own belly. He missed the loving touch and pet-like love from the animatronic. What a weird thing…showing love for a robot. Who knew such a robot could be so complicated…