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-LEGO MONKIE KID
-MASS EFFECT
-Gravity Falls
-Star Wars (No Sequels!)
-Poppy Playtime
-LOTR
-DHMIS
-ROTTMNT
-Wolfwalkers
-Treasure planet
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Howdy Everyone! This is a fic I’ve had in the works for several weeks now and I’m so happy I can share it with you all! A gift for a very dear friend of mine they know who they are. And I hope this can be enjoyed by others too. PHM lowkey gets a grip on everyone eventually…
Lee!Grace
Ler: Rocky (and Armando technically…)
Word Count: 5,000
The astrophage powered ship drifted slowly into the dark abyss of space, eleven years, ten months, many weeks, and days away from human contact. Too far away from the sun to provide much if not any warmth to the uncertified astronaut that slept soundly in his berth. At least as sound as he could be after all. Mary the ship's AI or robot if you would call her had already set the coffee machine on its cleaning cycle. Armando grabbed a goofy mug from a storage compartment underneath the machine. It was caramel flavored in the way the man liked it. They knew of course. They both knew everything they possibly could about Ryland Grace. It was programmed into their data center after all.
The science teacher's leg was dangling off the side of the bed. He had really stupid socks on too. Mismatched with a rainbow pattern halfway off his foot, and a bumble bee pattern. Due to the tossing and turning he usually did in his sleep. He was definitely more comfortable compared to how he was months and even years prior. To be fair he did have a tube up his butt and a mask on his face so this was certainly an improvement. The tube down his throat also wasn’t great…This sleep however he had a new person to be by his side. Or in Grace’s case, an eridian. Watching him sleep for as long as he needed to. It was in his nature after all. And the human meant a lot to him. The alien had been keeping track of how long Grace usually slept for. He was told 29,000 seconds but he always seemed to be getting less sleep than that. It confused Rocky. Yet every time, after hours of waiting. Professor Ryland Grace always woke up.
The man slowly slid open from his drowsy state, his blue eyes meeting the darkness of the ship. Another reminder that he wasn’t home yet…except he was never going home. This was his life now, and he had to make the most of it.
“Grace Awake!” The eridian enthusiastically chirped yet was translated through the computer system. He hovered around Grace in his hamster like ball. “How sleep, Question?”
Grace rubbed his eyes gently and yawned with a wide open mouth, a voice crack along with a squeak or two slipping out in the process. Taking his time to fully gain his consciousness back before responding to the eridian. Rocky would usually wait as long as he needed anyways.
“I slept good pal…had an interesting dream…”
Rocky seemed to tilt his head to the side like a curious puppy. Something the alien seemed to do when he had inclined interest. “Rocky not understand new word.” He huffed out softly, rolling around a little bit in his ‘ball’
“Ah right, dream. Well I guess they're what we see when humans sleep. Like a memory or want that we think about.” Grace pulled himself out from the sandwich of blankets on his bed and slowly walked over to the computer on a nearby table. Scratching his side and grabbing the glasses that laid next to it, placing them on his nose bridge and along his ears. Rocky followed him like a puppy wherever he went, always close behind the teacher. Grace didn’t necessarily see him as such after all. He had grown very fond of him and saw him more so as an equal over a pet. That’s just not what he was to the man.
“Rocky not have dreams. Sounds interesting. What Grace dream, Question?”
Grace ran a hand through his locks of hair at the question, trying to piece the dream back together. “It wasn’t anything very special, it was almost like a memory if anything. Just something simple I guess. Leaning out the window of my old apartment and watching the sunset…It was a little blurry but I could almost smell everything. I miss it.”
“Rocky bedroom had window too. It beautiful when look out.”
The man smiled softly. “I can only imagine my friend.”
The astro(not) sluggishly slipped out of his sleeping quarters with Rocky close behind. Happy for a cup of coffee to help wake him up and get him going. A taste that reminded him of the periods before he began to teach for the day. A cup already brewed and ready by the help of Mary. The smell was enough to already get the sleepiness buzzing out of his brain. Rocky plopped himself on the ground and tapped his claw onto the glass.
“Grace teach Rocky today?”
Grace took a sip of his coffee, wiping the creamy residue from his mustache. “Hm? What in particular do you wanna learn? You need to be a little more specific buddy.”
The eridian seemed to be making noises which the computer system was unable to translate. It could almost be taken as he was thinking. Similar to how a human hums…
“Grace promised human anatomy.”
Grace chuckled softly under his breath, patting the top of Rocky's multi sided ball as he made his way into the medical sector of the space ship. “Right right, I suppose I did.” Should not be much different than teaching a middle school anatomy course for health class…right? The school teacher had promised Rocky that the next time Mary and Armando gave him a physical exam that he would let Rocky watch and answer any questions he had lingering in his little rock head. Leaving the alien to wait impatiently for several days, but now was finally the time to do so. Ryland Grace was often trying to avoid these check ups as much as he could, for they were deemed unnecessary and “childish” for him. Even though deep down he knew he needed them. Especially when he was so engulfed in his experiments with Rocky that he forgot to eat and would fast more regularly. Needing help to get back on track with his eating habits and general wellness needs. He had the mentality of, ‘If I don’t eat then I’ll be able to survive longer!’ Which was not healthy in the slightest….
The alien chirped in delight as he skittered around Grace and pushed past him to their destination. Getting launched into the air just a few inches as he ran over a thick binder filled with lots of papers. Anxiously awaiting his lesson from his favorite human. Grace weaved through all the objects scattered across the flooring, making sure not to spill his coffee and burn himself. He really needed to clean some time soon… Eventually finding his spot on a chair next to the robot-like appendage better known as ‘Armando.’ voiced over by the AI Mary. .
“Hello, Ryland Grace. Thank you for remembering your medical exam today. Would you like the eridian to remain present?”-
“Rocky want to watch! Statement.” She was quickly cut off by the eager rock-like-alien. Almost shushing her with a waving claw in the air. Bouncing up and down on his many appendages inside his ball. Nearly knocking over a desk in the process.
“He’s more than fine staying, I don’t mind really. Please just start the procedure. I've been dreading this…” Grace was very aware that he had been fasting a lot as of recently and it had led him to be far more fatigued than usual. He wasn’t necessarily skinny just yet, for the amount of time he was in space unconscious his body had burned a lot of the belly fat he had. Which wasn’t necessarily a horrible thing he thought. If you ignore the fact that the coma was forced onto him…at this point and time however, Grace was unaware of this. After a blood drawing from Mary and a scan of his glucose levels. As well as many questions from Rocky. Mary could quickly take note of the fact that Grace was not getting enough nutrients that was enough to sustain him. Leaving the man exhausted and anxious. Not good for anyone, especially an isolated astronaut.
“Ryland Grace, you haven't been meeting your protein and vitamin intake properly since our last check in. We will need to do an abdominal ultrasound before we continue to the next step of the check in.”
Said man's eyes rolled so slowly to face the AI like an exaggerated girl denied to visit her boyfriend's house. Before a shyly smug smile spread across his face. “Can I promise you I’m not pregnant?” A fading and forced laugh coming from him. The Ai provided no response.
“Is Grace expecting young? Question” Rocky asked excitedly, rolling around and pent up with too much energy.
Grace couldn't help but burst out into a genuine chuckle. Hiding his smile behind his fist. “Noho- no I'm not. I was making jokes. Mary has to do something that is usually done to expecting mothers. But it can be done for other procedures. She needs it to look at my intestines to see if everything looks the way it's supposed to. However I’m not very excited about it…”
Rocky seemed to nod his head or body in understanding. “A joke, yes, Rocky understands now. Statement. ♫♩♬~♫♩♬” Followed by a series of untranslated sounds that could almost be interpreted as laughter even if Rocky didn’t necessarily understand the initial joke very well.
Grace was for some reason dragging out the procedure as long as he could. His fingers pinching and fiddling with the orange pants that covered his legs. He knew it wouldn’t hurt…that was apparent. Mary never did anything to intentionally hurt Grace on purpose at least. There was an accident here or there but this test would be entirely painless. So why were the sides of his head slightly damp with sweat? Because he had done this weeks back before Rocky was not in the picture. And it tickled. And he knew Rocky was going to ask about it. There was no way to get out of it either.
The mechanical arm Armando from the ship grabbed some supplies off to the side of where Grace was sitting. The only noise in the room being the patting of the man’s hands on his thighs. A form of stimming he began to do again once he became more comfortable around Rocky. No reason for him to judge after all, he was just an alien with a kinder spirit than most humans Grace had ever met.
“Ryland Grace, please lay back in your seat and lift your shirt for the abdominal exam to begin.”
Great he was going to have to do it himself…that made his ears turn a little red. Just from the inner anticipation of it all. This was just making him feel stupid. There was nothing to be worried about.
“Must we really have to do this? I mean come on don’t you have enough information?”-
Rocky came close to Grace, his protective ball coming in contact with the teacher's leg. “Grace scared Mary will hurt Grace? Question…”
Now he was really backed into a corner, something he couldn’t get out of. “No bud It’s just…” He paused and corrected himself. “N-No not at all buddy.” It took Grace a few seconds but he pinched the hem of his “I make science jokes periodically” shirt and pulled it up to let his stomach show to the robot, as well as Rocky. Armando grabbed a bottle of gel nearby and with precise accuracy applied the cold gel onto the end of the wand. Before slowly lowering it onto the man's bare skin. A brief squeak coming from Grace at the sudden cold touch. Armando was completely unfazed as Mary took in data on the nearby screen and slowly began to circle the wand around his abdomen. Rocky however had a different reaction…
“IS GRACE OKAY? What noise question!?” He chirped, worried that Grace was trying to hide his pain from him. Yet when Rocky looked at Grace again there didn’t seem to be any signs of discomfort, at least in a way showing pain. Grace's knees were slightly lifted off the ground and unconsciously trying to protect his torso…interesting. He was holding his breath and his ears were turning a strange hue…funny. Rocky couldn’t see this however of course. Due to the way he sees things. Color was something he couldn’t. Only white and black. His glasses were sliding down his nose bridge and his shoulders shook. But what would have been triggering such a reaction from the man?
“Ihi’m fine pal I-I promise. Mary are we almost dohone?”- He snickered through his teeth as Mary made no changes to have Armando move away from Grace’s middle. Seeming to actually be spreading the gel and wand around in bigger circles. Grazing his belly button for just a second, making the man slap a hand over his mouth.
“No Grace, the procedure will be done in no more than three minutes, it has been forty five seconds. It is normal for you to feel ticklish during this procedure but please remain still or we will have to restart.”
The way that Grace reacted was very much so how a child would react to such a grown procedure. It was rather endearing to see a full grown man act this childish over something so simple. Rocky couldn’t help but make a connection to the pebbles back on Erid. It made Rocky’s curiosity only grow bigger and form more questions.
“Why Grace laughing? And what is new word….Question…”
Oh god now Grace was only getting more embarrassed as the time kept ticking and ticking and more things were being added to it all. A long groan came from the man as he dragged his palms down his cheeks. His tummy sucking in just a little trying to get away from the cold gel and wand. Yet still trying his best to stay still as possible.
“I-Ihit’s a huhumahan thing! Ihi don’t know ihif I cahan do this, Mahary!”- Grace hiccuped as he held his forehead to his palm.
“Just twenty more seconds, Ryland Grace. We will be done soon.”
From Grace's words it became confusing for him to tell whether or not Grace was disliking this. Yet when he looked up at Grace through echolocation he couldn't help but notice everything. The wide smile. The genuine and soft laughter coming from him. Not making an effort to physically stop Mary…was Grace enjoying himself?
After what felt like an eternity to Grace the ultrasound was over and Mary needed all the information she needed to improve Grace’s health. She gave him the run down on what he needed to do for the next few weeks to get him feeling healthier and better. Yet everything she told him was practically going in one ear and out the other. It took some time for Grace’s cheeks and ears to fade from their pinkish hue and to get his breath back. All he could do now was hope Rocky wouldn’t ask about it…Not like he would have minded of course. He missed such affections especially if it wasn’t coming from a robot. He had memories of being tickled by his friends in grade school. How happy it made him…He missed times like that. When he was able to just for a moment look back at his life on earth and remember what he was really doing this for. His students. He missed them.
It had been a few days or so since Grace’s medical exam from Mary and Armando. Yet for some reason he was acting…off…not in any bad way that mattered of course. Rocky just couldn’t help but notice the little behaviours he had never seen the science teacher do before. When he was watching him sleep before Grace had actually drifted off, he had been tracing his fingers along his arm and down his sides. So slow and so softly…interesting ...Tracing his face and sides of his jawline with a pencil while he was working on a formula for astrophage…familiar…Tapping his sides while he seemed to be pondering something…his foot tapping on the floor…intriguing...Rocky wanted to try something.
At this current point in time Grace had his feet propped up onto a table, he had literally no motivation to do anything at all for this mission. He sometimes had days like this. He wasn’t going to force himself. Simply having a computer laid across his lap and a manatee documentary playing. He missed going to aquariums and seeing them. Fat little sea cows that made him smile. The way they ate sea grass always got a chuckle out of him ever since he was little. Watch a video of them eating and thank me later.
Rocky rolled into his friend’s space, sitting down next to the man and curiously watching the computer next to Grace. A smile forming on the human’s face.
“Hey pal, you screen peaking?”
“Yes, very interesting animal. Rocky have question for Grace. Statement.”
Said man patted the top of Rocky's ball, pausing his documentary and coming down from his chair to sit criss-cross in front of Rocky at ‘eye level’. “Go right ahead, my friend.” He replied whilst taking a sip of yet another cup of coffee. His second one for the day. One would think that he would take it more seriously to drink water more but the taste was so bland he couldn’t enjoy it much.
“Would Grace like Rocky to tickle Grace? Question…”
The simple question shocked Grace so much that he stopped mid drink and shook his head a bit. Taking a concerning amount of time to properly respond to the alien. Holding the coffee in his mouth before swallowing. His speech became just a bit noticeably stuttered and slurred.
“I uhum- why would- AHEM what’s got you asking me that?” Now this was a question he was dragging out for the past few days and it had finally caught up to him. Crap.
Rocky rolled closer to the man and sat right in front of Grace. The xenonite ball touching Grace's knees.
“Grace seem sad lately. When Mary tickle Grace, Grace look happy. Rocky want to make Grace happy.”
The astro(not) simply sat there for some time, pondering the question and the idea. The way Rocky was being so genuine about it with his reasoning. If he had the time to think about it he never actually tolerated the idea. He actually did enjoy it…but the idea of being embarrassed on top of it at his big age was enough to make him fidgety. Yet how could he say no to his friend? Sliding his glasses back up his nose bridge and nibbling at his lower lip he gave a response.
“Well if…youre genuinely curious… and you w-want to… I suppose…”
The eridian perked up instantly onto his appendages. Tapping his claws onto the flooring of his ball vibrating in excitement.
“Grace teach Rocky how!”
Grace couldn’t help but worry that he was going to regret this…well too late now. His thumb pressed and spread across his eyebrow with a huff of air coming from him. How on earth was he supposed to TEACH someone to tickle him? He had no idea, but he would figure it out as he went along.
“Well I guess you kinda just uhmm…” He cleared his throat. “Lightly touch someone in a place they're sensitive. And the uh, louder they laugh the more ti…sensitive they are in that place.”
“I see. Where should Rocky tickle Grace?”
That dreaded word. Rocky was going to keep saying it over and over and Grace could hardly mutter the first few letters of it…
“I think that anywhere would work really- I’m well…I don’t think it matters where”- Gods how hard was it for him to simply speak right now. The poor guy.
Rocky seemed to laugh at Grace's actions. Not in a negative demeanor in any way. Instead one of interest and curiosity.
“Grace is acting funny. Grace’s face is red. Statement” Grace’s cheeks were in fact painted with a warm shade of pink.
‘Y-Yes Rocky I am very aware…It’s a thing humans do when they are embarrassed….”
“Is Grace embarrassed? Can Rocky try to tickle Grace? Question…”
Grace didn’t answer. Simply pushing his look outwards and looking at a nearby wall. Getting a twitter from the Eridian, he moved closer to Grace. His front claws push out of the mesh like material in the Xenonite ball. Hovering over the tops of Grace’s knee caps momentarily. The teacher's heart beat was seemingly louder to Rocky than a few minutes ago…humans are so interesting…After a little bit of time however, the man nodded to both of the questions. Giving Rocky the go to.
The aliens' claws were softer when peeking through the mesh, it made them have a bit of cushion. Not as much as human hands however. Rocky’s claws oh so gently grabbed onto the tops of Grace’s knee caps. One of his claws accidentally dug into the soft dip of his knee. Not expecting much of any reaction at first. Being rather surprised however at a squeak from the man and a kick of his knee. A noise that Rocky had never heard from the human before. Rolling backwards from the force of the kick being followed by many apologies from Grace.
“O-OH MY GOD!- Sorry! I’m sorry bud I promise you I didn’t mean to do that, honest…”
Rocky quickly came back to his feet and rolled over to Grace.
“What was noise! Rocky, try again, Please! Yes!”
He had gotten up so fast his glasses had fallen down his nose bridge and dangled on his ears. Quickly getting backed up into a corner by Rocky as he followed him around. Sliding down the wall and nervously chuckling.
“Ihi uhum….hey Rohocky buhuddy why not um…”
“Yes Grace?”
He was unable to get any more words out of him at the time. Instead, slowly taking his time to pinch the end of his shirt. Fiddling with the hem of it. Before very….very slowly lifting it. His soft skin showing to the alien and sinking into his shoulders. His happy trail peeking out, a soft warm glow similar to his cheeks. It was rather endearing…
Rocky was overjoyed by this act. It reminded him of when he was doing the medical procedure a few days ago. Rocky rolled closer to Grace and made sure to sit down firmly in his ball so he couldn’t get rolled away. He was heavy enough after all. His claws coming out from the mesh again and slowly going to grab onto Grace’s sides. The slow motion of it made the man unconsciously suck in his belly. Rocky didn’t even KNOW how to tease and somehow that made what he was doing worse and worked on the poor guy so well. The Eridian’s claws made their descent on his sides and gently did as Grace said to do earlier. Almost kneading his paw pads into the soft skin. Tapping the tips of his fingers. This resorted to pulling a squeal from the man. Throwing his head back a little and darting his hands to hold onto the ‘wrists’ of Rocky’s paws.
“GYEEhehe! Oho jeheeEEZ!”
Rocky trilled almost like a feline, something the alien didn’t know anything about. His little claws opened and closed on the man’s sides like a claw machine awaiting to grab its prize. Yet the only prize Rocky wanted was Grace's smile and laughter. By the way it was going. This was working.
“Why are humans ticklish, question?”
Grace knew what the answer was but it was a little difficult for him to get the words out through his giggling. Bitting his lip as Rocky’s fingers kneaded at the tops of his hip bones. A genuine and hearty laugh coming from the teacher. Throwing his head up and back just a little. Rocky stopped briefly so he could get a clear answer from Grace. He was using this as a learning lesson after all.
“Ihihit’s a defehense mechanism *hic*! Thaht lhets us protect our impohortant places. L-Like our intestines or areas that have easy access to the heart. Like the stomach or underarms…It’s not inherently a bad thing however. It can be an act of play…well…trust bonding I suppose. I guess it’s a bit of a social behaviour.” Grace rubbed his now glowing yet prickly cheeks.
The alien was listening intently to Grace’s words, analysing and applying everything to what he was saying. He remembered the anatomy lesson Grace gave him a few days ago…And Grace had practically just handed Rocky a scroll of where to tickle him…
“Rocky understands. Human Culture....” The way the computer picked up the way he said it…it was almost high pitched and playful in a way. Funny.
As soon as Rocky finished his sentence Grace practically jolted as Rocky's digits traveled from his sides to his belly. Pinching and prodding at the squishy skin curiously.
“GYAHA- *snort* ROHohocky!- Thahat whahasn’t an ihinvitAHATION!!-” Grace chortled and slid all the way down to the floor now. Hugging onto his shoulders as his glasses slipped off his nose. Only dangled only on one of his ears now.
“WHAT NOISE? Grace made a funny noise statement!” He was absolutely elated at the sound! He just had to hear it again… “Humans are so soft…why Grace soft squishy, question?”
Grace was far too flustered by the bombardment of questions from his friend. Pulling his glasses from his face and hiding his eyes and mouth the best he could behind his hand. His belly bouncing up and down against Rocky's claws and paw pads. Rocky wasn’t able to directly touch Grace due to the xenonite unfortunately separating them. Yet there was a joyful closeness that radiated from the alien. His incoherent chirps sounded like an excited animal that was a mix of so many different species. Grace was hardly able to focus on anything other than the electric tingles that scattered across his middle and the butterflies swirling around his tummy.
“Oho gohosh! Ihit tihickles buhHUHUDDY!- *snort*!” Grace whined into his hands, curling his legs around the xenonite ball and scrunching up and into his shoulders. Shaking with laughter. He didn’t ever think he’d be tickled by an alien rock…now that was an original thought….
Rocky gently poked at the soft spot underneath Grace’s belly button. Pinching at the soft surface and squishing the side of the man’s belly. A high pitched squeal coming from the man. Not a very manly sound, followed by a loud snort as he scrunched up his nose. The noise only made Rocky want to tickle said spot more. Gently poking at the man’s tummy button a few times.
“Why Grace have hole in stomach, question?”
“DYEE- *hic* HEHE! Ihit’s *snort* Aha bihHIRTH THIHING!”
The Eridian’s fingers patted on Grace’s belly, giving him a bit of time to get his breath back. Happily tapping all his paws on the ground.
“Ihit’s nahat a bahad thihing…ahall *hic* people hahave it…at leheast usually…” Grace wheezed softly, rubbing his tummy.
Grace removed his hands from his face and took a few deep breaths. Placing his glasses back onto his face. His leftover giggles still made them slide down his nose bridge. He had to admit he was actually rather cheerful…the most he’d felt in a long time since being on Project Hail Mary. It was a good change of pace.
“Yehes buddy…I’m hahappy…”
“Can Rocky tickle Grace a little longer, question?”
Grace propped himself up onto his elbows, letting out a long breath of air. Thinking…his ears are definitely burning with heat by now.
“Ihi uhmm…” He pondered for a moment…he was really enjoying himself…almost as much as Rocky was… “Goho right ahead pahal…I don’t mind..”
Rocky almost in an instant shot his hands up into Grace’s armpits. Gently scratching his digits into the following area from an unsuspecting Grace. Rocky thought that his friends' laugh was loud before. He was mistaken.
“DYAHAHAH!- *snort* ROHOCKY!- N-NOHO WAIHAIT!”
Grace was terrified of tossing Rocky across the room again, yet needing some way of grounding himself. Quickly deciding on hugging onto Rocky’s ball and wrapping his legs around it. Like a kid hugging onto a Target bouncy ball that was much too big for them. The downside to this however was he exposed his underarms more to the relentless little alien. Not like he minded however…maybe he did it on purpose. Who knows…
“Grace laughter is louder. Is more ticklish question?” The alien asked while the poor man belly laughed, smushing his cheek into the xenonite glass.
“YEHEHES!- GYEHAHAH!- *hic*!-”
Rocky's paws fluttered and danced around the hollow area. Quickly picking up on the areas that were more sensitive due to the escalation of laughter and quick jolts. Grace rubbed his face against the ball Rocky was kept in. Kicking his feet just a bit as a form of stimming. After a bit more time however Rocky stopped his attack, instead hugging Grace through the ball’s mesh. Chirping and purring with delight.
“Happy Happy Happy…Did Grace have fun question?”
Grace kept his embrace against ‘Rocky’, taking in slow breaths of air and with one arm wrapping around his belly. It was now filled with a warm and fuzzy feeling. One that didn’t compare to the ones he got when he was drunk. This might be his replacement for Vodka for a while…
Well I mEAn MY personal headcanon is the latter.....
FUN FACT! In dnd lore the area around a Dragons lair has different effects depending on the color of the Dragon.....and for Copper Dragons one of the effects of if you get too close to its lair is creatures start to giggle uncontrollably because of the Tashs hidesous laughter spell being casted on the area.....and in lore Copper dragons whole deal is they LOVE entertaining people and making them laugh.....
So I'm just saying.....Dragon tickle monster who has the THL spell on command....
I haven’t written a fic for JUST my Spiderverse ocs in a LONG time and I finally got the motivation to do so. GAHHH I’m actually rather happy with how this turned out. Hope yall like it too.
Words: 2,800+
Characters: Ruthie, Mikey, and Oakley
A colorful portal opened up in Ruthie’s room, filling the room with warmth from the colorful radiating lights. It was a nice contrast compared to the previous darkness that filled the space. Stepping from the portal were two teenagers, both tired after a long day of schooling and spider society missions. The girl was held gently in the boys arms bridal style. Softly swaying her paws back and forth. Her cheek pressed against his chest, a soft purring rumbling in her chest.
“Thank you for bringing me home, Teddy…” Ruthie mumbled, rubbing her face against Micheal. A soft chuckle coming from the bear boy.
“Yknow I’ll always do it, I like being able to carry ya.” He carried her over to her bed, taking a seat on the side of it as he still kept her in his arms. His own purring now audible; resting his chin on the top of her head.
“You’re so good to me, you know that right?” She rolled over onto her back, hugging onto his arm whilst she layed in his lap. Gently tracing her nails over the patterns on his suit. They hadn’t even bothered to get into comfy clothes yet. Just being with each other was what mattered right now.
“You know I’d do anything for you, angel.”
“Yeahhh…you’ve done some pretty stupid shit in the past.” She smugly pressed her lips out at him, it didn’t last long however as his lips pressed against her forehead. His right hand cradling her head upright. A warm smile drawing its way across the girls freckled face.
“Sometimes I do dumb things but I don’t regret a thing.” Her fingers traveled from his arm upwards. Cupping his cheeks and rubbing her thumbs onto the sides of his face. His soft hairs that spread across his jaw and chin prickled her paws pads, but she didn’t mind. He leaned into her touch, his eyes fluttering closed at the gentle embrace from her. A grumbly sigh coming from him.
“You wanna stay tonight? I think you left a change of shorts and shirt last time you came over.” She already knew the answer but still wanted to use her manners to ask.
“I’d love to, angel, let me get you something to change into.” He stood back up, keeping her in one arm as he pulled some of her blankets aside. Sitting her down on the mattress and tucking some of her hair past her ear. Stopping in his tracks as he walked to her dresser, feeling a tug on his sleeve.
“Is something wrong, baby?”
“Would you be willing to check on Dad? He doesn’t know we’re home yet and I usually have to drag him from his computer around this time.”
Oakley had a bad habit of getting glued to his work, Micheal knew this first hand. He remembered back when he had to do the same thing when he first had an internship with him. Late nights with Mikey heading home and Oakley was still working. Six coffees in too…
“Yeahhh…we really need to get him on an alternative from his coffee one of these days.” He shared a giggle with Ruthie for a moment. “I’ll pay the guy a visit.”
She scooted on the bed, leaning up to grab his face again and peck him on the lips. A warm feeling spreading to the boys ears as he smiled brightly.
“You’re the best, Mikey.”
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Micheal closed the door knob slowly to Ruthie’s room. Now changed out of his hero suit and into far more comfortable clothes. Black sport shorts and a baggy grey Metallica shirt. Pushing his glasses up his nose as he took a nearby elevator down to Oakley’s Lab.
The metal doors sliding open to a whole mad house of stuff going on. Taking Micheal a back as he made his way into the lab. Papers everywhere, three empty cups sprinkled throughout, 90s rock music playing on the speakers. All the Octobots spread across the room, weaving around each other doing who knows what. Oakley being smack dab in the middle of his arms on his laptop, leaned almost all the way back in his chair and feet up and crossed on this desk. Goggles on face and pencil in his mouth.
Almost missing the sight of the boy as he weaved his way through the maze of Octobots. But quickly noticing him as his orange mechanical arm “Bee” darted from sorting files to wrap around Micheal’s arm.
A yip being pulled from the boy in surprise.
“Oh gods- Hehey there Bee good to see you.”
“Miiiichealll the Mike man! Hey buddy!” The scientist spun around in his chair to face the boy. Placing him laptop down on his chair and walking over to greet his intern. “I didn’t know you were visiting tonight! Where’s Ruthie at?”
Mikey untangled himself from Bee’s grasp, giving the bot a brief pat on the “head”.
“We had a lot of missions today and she’s really tired. She also took a science test so she’s zonked.”
Oakley nodded as he wrapped an arm around Micheal. Patting his back.
“Ahhh I see no worries, glad to have your company, my boy. Please have a seat, I promise I’m not ignoring you. I just really need to finish this.” The scientist plopped himself back onto his chair and reopened his laptop, continuing his document. A work ahoholic at heart…this made Micheal bite the inside skin of his cheek.
“You know it’s okay to take a break from your work every once in a while, you’ve got way too much on your plate, Oakley…”
“Pffft- ‘too much’ yeah yeah. I am an owner to a science based company I don’t get to take breaks mister. I have experiments to run, pay roll to put out”-
“Okay well let me rephrase…” Mikey pushed Oakleys back of the chair. Looking over the doctor. “Ruthie asked me to pull your from your desk and rest.”
Oakley rolled his eyes. “What, put me to bed like a toddler. Who’s the adult here?”
“I turn eighteen in June to be fair.” Mikey pulled the goggles up Oakleys face and onto his head. Getting a snort from the doctor.
“Haha hilarious, just give me a few more minutes and let me finish this one thing.” Oakley flipped his laptop open once more and continued typing. His four other Octobots had slowly made their way from their jobs. Hovering over the doctor and chirping together in conversation. Looking expectantly at Micheal. Giving the boy a thought, it was mean…but it could work.
“Maybe I need to convince you in another sense.” He slowly began to raise his hands above the scientist.
“What are you gonna do big boy. Take my laptop? I have access through my goggles”- As he spun around his chair to face Mikey his computer was snatched from him by Ratchet his green tentacle. And Mikey looked over him, clawed fingers over the doctor. “Don’t…even…think about-“
Before Oakley could even think about jumping from his office chair Micheal had already wrapped his arms around him.
“HEY HEY!!- NOHO Nuh uh Micheal hey buddy buddy come on!”- Oakley tried to squirm out of Micheal’s arms. Doing literally nothing compared to Mikey’s strength and size. His mechanical arms did not aid in Oakleys escape. Simply chirping and watching the two.
“Yeahhh that’s not gonna happen…”.
Micheal sat now in Oakleys chair having said scientist’s back to his chest. Hovering a clawed hand over Oakleys tummy covered with a cheesy science shirt. That read; “He He He (helium) laughing gas” rather fitting for the occasion. “Are you gonna take a break now? Last chance Oak…”
Oakley looked off to the side, averting his gaze. This was stupid. HE should be the one in Micheal’s position right now…but he wasn’t. And his arms were even helping him. STUPID sentient tentacles…if he really wanted to escape he could just take control of them and instead get Micheal right now…funny how he didn’t…He simply didn’t answer Micheal’s question. Choosing the stubborn route. Making Mikey shake his head.
“Your choice old man…”
“I am not ohHOHAHAH!!!”-
Mikey dove his hand into the middle of Oakleys burnt stomach. Shaking his fingertips into the skin and skittering up and down the middle. Making the little scientist squeal and thrash in his arms.
“MIHICHEAL!- Uhun-hahand meEEE!!”-
Mikey kept his fingers strumming against the scientists stomach like he was playing guitar. His other arm drapped across his chest and hooked underneath his arm. Tracing his pointer into the hollow center. Jerking a snort from Octavious.
“Yeah I don’t plan on doing that anytime soon, besides…you need a good laugh, doc.” As he finished his sentence he dove his face into the crook of Oakleys neck with a deep breath. Blowing a raspberry into the sensitive skin and shaking his face.
“PFFAHAHA!- *snort* GYEEHE!- *hic* MIHICHEAL!”-
He wouldn’t admit it out loud but Oakley was rather enjoying himself already. His arms displayed this emotion as they chirped and squeaked. Bee and Arcee affectionately wrapped around Mikey’s arms as he tickled their host. Hotshot ruffling up Oakleys hair. And Ratchet lifting up Oakleys shirt for Mikey to slither his fingers under.
“Why thank you Ratchett! Funny how they’re being nicer than you are, almost as if you’re enjoying yourself.” Mikey traveled his fingertips down to the scientists sides. Raking his blunt nails up and down the metal and every other time tracing the indents.
“PUHUT A SOCK IN IHIT- MIHICHEAL!”- Oakley threw his head back against Mikey’s shoulder. All sorts of silly laughter flew from his mouth all over the place. He always had a goofy and loud laugh but it was turned up 50% whenever he was tickled. It was almost endearing. Funny how the big bad tickle monster with tentacles was this goofy when tickled.
Micheal didn’t wanna make Oakley laugh too hard. Changing his tickles on the poor scientists sides just to be two fingers. One on each side. This particular spot being one of Oakleys worst spots, still making him squirm and with but his laughter mellowed.
Pulling down his goggles onto his face he practically curled up in Micheal’s lap. Bee untangled himself from Mikey’s arm to nuzzle beneath his owners chin.
“Sorry for the bad influhuence…” Mikey chuffed with a smile. Circling his fingers against the scientists sides. A long wheeze coming from the scientist as he put a hand over his mouth. It was nice to see the change of pace from the scientist. He didn’t wanna exhaust Oakley and with a few more pokes up the scientists hips and sides he stopped. Pulling Oakley back in the office chair into a tight hug.
“You alright there bud?”
Catching his breath he nodded. Bee wrapped around his torso and Hotshot patted his head. Ruffling up the brown and blonde messy curls. A few left over chuckles escaping Oakley with a wide smile on his face. Grinning ear to ear with his dimples painting the sides.
“Yeheah…I’m okay, my boy.”
Mikey nuzzled his nose into the crook of Oakleys neck, a screech coming from him.
“HEY!- Ohokay buddy, I think it’s your turn.”
“Wait what?”- Before Mikey could really process much of anything. Arcee and Ratchett had snuck between the gaps of the office chair. Latching their nimble fingers onto Mikey’s sides and gently massaging the area. In surprise Mikey squealled like a puppy and threw his head backwards against the cushion of the chair. His hands darting down from the previous hug to try and pry the tentacles fingers from their evil grip.
“NOHO wahahait *snort* hahang ohon!”-
“Yeahhhh not so funny when you’re the one laughing silly huh?” Micheal’s tactic of having Oakley in his lap kind backfired on him as the scientist reached down to press his thumbs into the boys knees and squeeze. Avoiding the possible kicking that almost knocked him right into his nose.
“Yeah yeah chuff this bark that. Remember to plan your fights, my boy.”
The boy arched his back away from the green and pink Octobots as they crawled there way towards his belly. A known favorite to them by now. He had more than enough strength to push them off him if he really really really wanted to. But it was very certain that was not what he wanted.
Taking off his glasses from his face he palmed his eyes in his hand. A great big smile showing his fangs and tooth gap were only visible to the tentacles and Oakley.
“GYEEHEHEE!- Oahakley Wihihyyyy?”-
Oakley smirked as he turned around in the boys lap and pulled Mikey’s hand from his face.
“Noooo hiding baby bearrrr.” Oakleys hands slithered there way under Mikey’s raised arms and into his underarms. Rubbing his thumbs in circles and gently scratching his fingers onto Mikey’s back. A cub like shrill coming from him as he shot his arms down hard. Trapping Oakleys fingertips there.
“Sorry, my boy. But it seems to me that my fingers are stuck.” Octavious dug his thumbs into the boys pits. Several snorts falling from the boys lips. It was a happy sound for Oakley to hear.
“Can you lift your arms for me, Mikey?”
Said bear boy shook his head no through his laughter.
“Come onnnnnn you can do it.”
Micheal didn’t know whether or not to trust Oakley. But he eventually did lift his arms meekly. Allowing Oakley to pull his hands away.
“See!! Now was that so hard?” He reached up to scratch under the boys chin and trace his fingers along the side of his neck. Nearly getting them squished as Micheal scrunched up his neck hard.
“WAHAHIT!- *SQUEAL*!! Nahaht there oho gohHOHODS!”- He gave up squirming away rather quickly as he resorted to pulling Oakley into a hug. Nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck.
Oakley couldn’t help but feel his heart swell. Patting him on the back and rolling his eyes.
“Ohokayyy okay…I’ve got you…Even after all these years your laughter has stayed just the same my boy.”
That got a happy chuff from Mikey. Hugging Oakley a bit tighter, pulling a huff of air out of him. “Ooookay that’s a bit tight there big guy.”
“Sohorry…*yip*!”
Oakley pushed off his octobots from the boy as he instead dragged his nails up and down Mikey’s back. A puppy like whine coming from the boy.
“Ohoakleheeeyyy…”
Said doctor gave the boy one last squeeze before letting him go. Both of them getting off the chair while Mikey hugged himself around his sides.
“You win buddy, I’ll head to bed. Just gotta shut stuff down before hand.”
A delighted smile showed on Mikey’s face. “Glahad to hear it…I’m gohonna go up by Ruthie. I think she’s waited a little too long.”
Oakley closed his computer and turned off the light switches in his lab. Heading to a secondary elevator that lead to his room. “All is well my boy, sleep well. Don’t let the giggle bugs biteee.”
With a chuff Mikey shook his head, opening the elevator he came in to go back upstairs.
“Night, dad.” As the elevator doors closed Oakley couldn’t ignore the fact smile that was glued to his face. “Dad huh…” he mumbled to himself. His mechanical arms chirping with him. “He’s a good kid.”
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Mikey opened Ruthie’s Doorknob to her room. The night light was turned on and he could hear the soft rumbling of her purring. It was such a gentle sound it always made him happy. His own chuffing starting up once more. Taking off his glasses and setting them on her night stand. Running his hand through his hair before laying down next to his favorite person. Peeling the blankets open like a fruit.
“Mikeyyyy…” Ruthie woke up from his presence but didn’t move much, simply reaching her arms up and towards him.
“Hey sweetheart, I’m back.”
He nuzzled under her weighted and soft blankets to get to her. His arms curling around her torso and hers around his neck. Facing each other.
“Did da go to bed?”
He nodded with a grumble, kissing her face. “Yeah it went…rather well after a bit of convincing.”
A soft smirk forming on her face, but it turned soft rather fast. “Is that why your face is so red?”
Mikey’s freckles got even warmer at the question but he shrugged it off. “Yeah yeah…it worked though. I’m just happy to be here with you.”
Ruthie mewed as she got closer to him, resting beneath him and wrapping a leg around him. Her paw peeking out from the blanket and fangs at the crook of her lips.
“Me too…”
It didn’t take very long for the both of them to fall asleep. Their purring and chuffs both made the quiet room feel safer. And like home.
I'm new here, I just wanted to stop by and say I'm super duper hyper mega happy to see your account. It's the first time I've found someone online who I feel finally understands tickling 100% the way I do, and it brings me so much peace and joy.
I saw that you have a few fandoms in common with me (for example: Treasure Planet, Gravity Falls) and honestly, I've been checking out your account a bit and I LOVE your content. I'm looking to read any fanfiction you've written. I hope to read more from you soon!
Oh my gosh this is so so sweet!?!? Thank you so much for all of your kind words!!!
I am SO glad you’ve found my blog and that it’s able to bring you so much joy!!!! My goal as a platonic sfw tickle blog is definitely to create a safe space for people who view it the same way I do and I’m so glad that you were able to find that in here!!
Also yes hello fellow treasure planet enjoyer!!!! I’m so glad to see we share interests, and that you enjoy the content I make! I hope to continue making content for you and others to enjoy in the future! As well as to stay a safe place <3
Pretty disheartened with tumblrs new feature :( it feels like its gonna kill engagement with a lot of creators.
I’ll still be posting and taking requests here-but i’m considering cross posting onto ao3 as well so I can actually see and interact with the engagement there.
Not much will change here but I will be posting my new ao3 link so you guys can keep updated on there as well!!!
When a character has a tail and it just starts wagging like crazy when they get tickled or when they’re about to get tickled because even if they deny it, it makes them so happy and giddy!!!!!!!
Major underrated spot for me personally!!! Ear/neck tickles!!!
Theres just something so silly and cute about them and just picturing getting all giddy and giggly atgentle tickles on ur ears or scribbles on the back of ur neck just augh!!!!! I need to include more ear and neck tickles in my work i think they’re so cute!!!
Aughhhh I love fictional platonic and familial tickles!!!! I love getting to heal from my past and childhood in a healthy and lighthearted way!!!! I love fluff!! I love laughter!!!!Ragghhh!!!!
AN: Figures I'd explore a few little details about the Angel au since I plan on continuing the series >:3 Below is just some musings and more info about the AU in general. Things may change or be reworked in the future but for now this is what we got :3
Enjoy :3
(Angel (The Player) info) ~
-Angel worked an apprenticeship at PlayCo factory straight after he got out of college. He worked as a programmer and coder to help automate their machines.
-As he raised in rank he started to pick up on signs that something was off about the place. The more he dug deeper the more he realized just how deep the rabbit hole got.
-Eventually he got scared and chickened out once the information he was learning got darker-thought he would possibly be put in danger if he got caught.
-Eventually he put in his two weeks and left, hoping to put it all behind him. Unintentionally this saved his life.
-He was 22 when left PlayCo, making him 32 during the events of the game.
-He lives in his childhood home, his Mothers house that she left behind for him in her will after she sadly passed.
-He works from home, coding websites and social media for advertisements for other high end companies. He's by no means rich but he gets by.
-He feels both an add sense of survivors guilt about the hour of Joy and a an even bigger sense of guilt about what exactly PlayCO was doing. Especially the more and more he leans the further down into the factory that he goes.
-Its even worse when he learns some of the machines he was programming were used in the experiments.
-Feels disgusted with himself over the fact instead of trying to help he ran away once he started to learn what PlayCO could have been doing. Feel's like he abandoned the kids to their fate. (Even if in reality there really was nothing he could have done)
-He wont leave the Toys behind again, this time he was gonna do things right.
(General AU info)~
-The toys that Angel manage to save include: Poppy, Huggy, Kissy, Mommy, DogDay, Catnap, Doey, Yarnaby, the little critters in safe haven, Chum and Giblet!
-Safe Haven isn't destroyed, Angel isnt exactly keen on the idea of blowing the factory up when there might be more toys for him to save inside.
-Instead Safe Haven acts as a constant home base-its where Angel goes to heal and rest when he can and where he brings back any toys that he rescues
-They do eventually manage to escape however, and Angel ends up taking the toys to his home. Which is on private property so they thankfully don't run the risk of getting spotted.
-Angel then gets to figure out how the hell hes supposed to take care of all these toys-some of which are over 10 ft tall.
-How does he do it? Well ur gonna have to read and find out :3
(Fluff Stuff :3)~
-While stuff at the factory is pretty miserable for everyone, there are some sweet moments, specifically during the downtime that Angel spends at the safe haven
-Once the toys get over their initial wariness of Angel, it takes longer for some specifically Mommy, Catnap and Huggy, they start to relax and include him in their games and cuddle piles.
-ESPECIALLY the little critters, those guys kinda latch onto Angel as a 'real adult figure', Doey as well. Poor guy has spent years being the only 'bigger figure' for all the little toys.
-Those guys play a lot of fun silly games, usually involving the little ones getting Angel to chase them around. Which even if hes exhausted from running around the factory all day, he always agrees too.
-Tickling of course is a big part in the games they play.
-Its just so fun! And not only does it bring some laughter to the safe haven it also lets the toys experience a more positive form of touch.
-Doey was the original tickle monster of the safe haven, that is until Angel came along. And while Doey is still a tickle monster-Angel has no problems with taking over the role to give Doey a taste of his own medicine (and also to let him get to experience feeling like a kid again)
-The little toys LOVE having Angel chase them around and then scoop them up and give them tickles. He is always SO gentle with them-honestly hes so afraid of hurting them lol.
-Angel is one of the only people there who can actually blow raspberries and the toys both love and fear it.
-That's not the say the little critters don't give Angel a taste of his own medicine then and again. They cant really tickle ALL that well, especially if Angel is wearing his jacket, but if they manage to get to bare skin then they can usually get Angel giggling.
-Angel is more then willing to let them have their fun, and also more then willing to play up his reactions even if it doesn't tickle all that much.
-That of course changes when the bigger bodies get involved-given most of them have actual sturdier fingers/paws. Not to mention the fact they have no qualms of picking Angel up or holding him down for the little critters.
-Doey, Dogday, and Mommy are ESPECIALLY evil about this.
-Its a bit harder for Angel to tickle the bigger bodies, given their both huge and WAY stronger then he is. But most of the time the bigger bodies will kinda just let him. They like to have fun too ya know. And it helps make them feel normal again. They like feeling taken care of, especially since a lot of them are usually put in the 'caregiver' role for the little toys.
-Wont stop them from getting revenge however!
-Angel himself doesn't mind getting tickled, it makes the toys happy and its all in good fun so he sees no harm in it. Plus; its nice to get to let lose and laugh a little bit, especially after fighting for his life out in the factory.
-Hes very much so a father/older brother figure for a lot of the toys. A role he finds himself falling into a lot easier then he'd expected it to be.
-It had gotten kinda lonely after his mom had died, and having the toys around kinda was a nice change of pace.
-His new little family is kinda strange, but he loves them all the same.
