#ler!macaque

[pleasantickles]

"Ooh, yeah! Definitely a mouse!"

[lover-of-cuteness]

Can I get lee!MK and Ler!Macaque please? Only if you’re cool with it!

Your art is very cute by the way!!

thank you! and here you go!

[gaybananabread]

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

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

TickleTober Day 27 - Non-Human Parts

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

Lee: Mk

Lers: Wukong and Macaque

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

”You just opened the cage."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I-ihihit tihihihickles!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Doesn’t seem like it…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[weaverpop]

WITH THE ANGST OUTTA THE WAY ONTO THE TICKLY HIGHJINKS-!

Just some context. A “Lee” is the person who receives tickles. A “Ler” is someone who gives tickles.

Jing is a Lee! He sometimes manages to get Nezha as a Ler, but most of the time poor Jing is on the receiving end of it. Why? Well, because the great progoda king, former general of heaven, the fearsome Li Jing… is extreamly sensitive when it comes to tickling.

It’s Macaque of all people who discovers this! They had been in the middle of watching Tang tease mk about being “a tickle bug” when he was younger, and Mac casually asks Jing if he’s ticklish. Jing denies and denies, but Mac playfully squeezes his side anyway. He doesn’t expect anything to happen, but it just so happens Jing isn’t wearing any armor that day… and gives a shriek that sounds like a chipmunk mixed with a small dog.

It stuns everyone, and Jing himself looked startled bc what the hell??? Was that???

After checking to make sure he didn’t accidentally hurt the king, macaque is immediantly put into evil teaser mode. And so begins the horrid Tickle war.

[tastybluesprite]

Can I get some Lee Wukong n some Ler Macaque?

Punishment

THANKS FOR SENDING!!! This was so much fun to write!!! I love lee Wukong with my whole heart and soul. I just absolutely love these monkey dorks so much. Also I was too tired to proofread this so pliz excuse any mistakes lol. Hope you like it!!!

Warnings: Tickling, so if that’s not your cup of tea just lee scrolling. Otherwise, just lots and lots of fluff :)

Summery: Wukong pulls a prank on Macaque. Chaos ensues.

“GET BACK HERE WUKONG!!!” The dark haired Monkey demon yelled as he chased after the sage through his cave for a home. The Monkey King, being his usual trickster self, decided he was bored and wanted to pull a prank on his beloved friend Macaque.

Obviously Macaque didn’t take too kindly to this. He was merely minding his business when Wukong had snuck up on him and set a baby monkey friend onto him, crawling around him under his clothing and basically tickling him senseless, until Wukong decided he’s had enough and summoned the monkey off him.

Macaque took this ordeal as a challenge.

Wukong almost made it to a hiding spot in the cave that Macaque couldn’t get him from, when Macaque had jumped on him before he could escape.

They wrestled for a bit on the floor, until Macaque, with the strength of rage on his side, he managed to overcome the latter, straddling him and pinning his hands above his head.

“Any last words, your annoyingness?”

“I-ihit’s your highness to you ahahactually…” Wukong snarked back at him, already breaking with anticipatory giggles.

Macaque shrugged. His funeral.

He suddenly began digging into his side, causing Wukong to convulse and erupt into giggles as he tried desperately to squirm away. “Nononohoho Mahahacahahaque whahahait!!!”

Macaque smirked. “Did you seriously forget just how ticklish you are? Should’ve thought about that before you decided to bother me.”

He moved to his belly, causing his laughter to increase as the black haired monkey began gently digging into it.

“MAHahahaCAhahaque dohohohont ihihim sohohohrry!!!” Wukong cried through his laughter, which became uncontrollable.

“Sorry, huh? Nah. You’re a repeat offender, so clearly you need more intense punishment to get the message into your pea brain not to mess with me again.”

Macaque then drilled into the monkeys ribs, causing him to explode into cackles, his squirming becoming more desperate.

“NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE!!!” Wukong cried. In truth, his ribs weren’t even that bad. Under different conditions, he might’ve even been able to tolerate it.

However he knew now Macaques plan and where this was going, and he didn’t like it.

“What’s wrong? Don’t want me going higher?” Macaque teased, watching Wukong noticeably freak out more as he moved his free, non Wukong pinning hand little higher up.

He slowly moved his hands directly under the sages armpits just on the topmost rib, taking extra care to drill deeply.

By now Wukongs cackles became hysterical, drumming his feet on the floor behind Macaque.

“PLEHEHEHAHAHASE DOHOHONT DOHOHO IHIHIT!!!”

Macaque shot him a smirk that Wukong would be able to clearly process for the last time until his doom, and then Macaque, suddenly letting go of Wukongs hands, shoving both of his own hands into his underarms.

Wukong slammed his arms down, gluing them to his side. The shriek he had let out was loud enough to wake a village. But most importantly, he was gone. Macaque finally broke him.

“AHAHAHAHAHA MAHAHAHACAHA *SNRK* STAHAHAHHAHHHAHA”

Macaque chuckled at the sight of it. Wukong was completely flushed and twisting around violently, trying to escape the hands as he gripped Macaques wrists tightly. His mouth was opened in a face slitting smile as he laughed his heart out. Macaque couldn’t help but laugh a little himself. The great sages laughter was too contagious!

Although Wukong was immortal and so didn’t need to worry about breathing, Macaque figured he was looking pretty tired, so he figured he had enough.

When he finally stopped the tickling, Wukong hugged himself tightly, as to protect himself from any further attacks.

“Yohou okay, ya big baby..?” He teased, poking at the monkeys cheek.

Wukong was a puddle of giggles as Macaque patted at his arms, trying to calm him down.

“Ihihihim ohohokahahay….” The giggly monkey slurred.

“Did you learn your lesson?” Macaque asked the giggle puddle.

“Nohoho prohomihisehes… AHHAHA SOHOHREHEY!!” Wukong flinched and burst into squeaky tired laughter when Macaque poked his side.

“Ohohkay! Ohohkay…” He exclaimed with a chuckle. “Ihim done I promise.” He finally got off him, allowing Wukong to curl up tighter.

Macaque noticed Wukong fall asleep and he smiled softly to himself at the sight. He was too adorable for words.

[pleasantickles]

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

[gaybananabread]

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

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

⁠☆⁠—⁠⁠LMK Stonefruit Trio Tkl Headcanons—⁠☆

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

🍜Mk🎧

General:

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

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

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

Lee:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ler:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

🍑Sun Wukong☀️

General:

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

However, he refuses to admit any of that

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

Lee:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ler:

He’s such a chaos goblin I swear-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

🎭Macaque🏮

General:

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

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

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

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

Lee:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ler:

Puts his villain experience to use

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Worst spot, huh? Better buckle up~”

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

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

[tastybluesprite]

LMK Tickle headcanons

-Macaque is a sneaky lil mf, he can come out of the shadows and attack you when you least expect it. And you better believe he's not above using his shadow clones or shadow ribbons to inmobilize you by pining you down or holding your limbs or just join the fun by teaming up with original Macaque when wrecking you, Wukong knows this by first hand expierence.

-On top of that, if you try running away, tough luck cause his superhearing makes it hard enough to hide from him as he can hear you by your breathing, heartbeat,blood flow and your limbs moving. Sometimes he likes messing with his victims by taunting them into revealing their ubication or making it seem that he genuinely doesn't know where they are just to ambush them a second later.

-His ears are his weak spot unfortanately, just softly brushing or blowing air on them gets him to yelp. Wukong loves doing that and he pays for that every single time.

-"Did you think you can attack me and get away unscathed? Think again, bud" is something he likes to say when he's getting revenge >:)

-The "Oh, Wukooong~!" is something he used to say when Mac chased SWK wanting to make him pay after the trickster pulled a prank on him.

-Macaque's laugh is actually soft which can shock people since he honestly looks like hed have a villain like laugh

-Wukong loves using his tail as an extra tool and, similar to Mac, he uses his powers to locate his victims like with his golden vision to find them or using his clones to help him and join the fun

-He loves taunting people by teasing them during tickling them like commenting on their laugh, how much they trash around, dropping the T word occasionally (which Mac absolutely cannot take) or making his lees ask for tickles (he loved doing that to mess with Mac)

-Wukong has a dad bod and his chubby tummy is a great spot to attack him as I imagine he's weak to raspberries or nibbles there.

-Wukong is more squirmy whereas Mac just takes it, going limp

.-Wukong laugh is louder than Mac's

-Wukong is not above cheating to get out of tickle attacks nor using his shapeshifting powers like turning into small animals to run away or using his clones as an escape

-Both Mac and Wukong are snitches about eachothers tickle spots. -Also I can totally see SWK and Mac putting their differences teaming up to gang up on someone. Like when MK is being a lil sassy or mischevious for both of their liking.

-Both genuinely like the feeling but are too stubborn to recognize it (Mac more than SWK)

-And as a fun fact,monkeys can also show attention by tickling eachother so I imagine the baby monkeys on Flower Fruit Mountain might have snuck on Wukong occasionally to give him cheer up tickles.

-Red Son and Nezha both will rather die than admit that they're ticklish anywhere on their body. The only people who know are those close to them like Wukong with Nezha and Mei plus MK with Red Son.

-Nezha's laugh is actually softer and more childish like than he'd like to recognize.

-Since MK and SWK came from the same stone they have similar tickle spots like their sides and belly

-Mac, SWK and MK have fangs so they give little nibbles that although dont hurt, tickle like hell.

-Also MK just has lee vibes, whenever he tries being a ler, he gets taken down a peg.

This is so cute 😭❤️

Lee!Macaque and Lee!Wukong is everything to me ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for sharing these headcanons it was wonderful