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[fluffypandabun]

HELLO PANDA!! I'm not kidding at all when I say your rottmnt fics have infected my brain in the best way possible,

I literally think your rottmnt tkl fics might be the best ones I've ever read out of all the ones on here I'm SO serious, I ADORE your ones with leo and casey!!

SO. I saw requests were SEMI open, so if you'd like to, I'd love to see another fic with lee or switch casey, and ler leo!!:3 I just LOVE the way you write their dynamic!! The story is all up to you, but I'd love more fics to rot the rest of my brainz/pos 💥

AN: Hiiiiiiii JAMIE!!!!! Thank you sm for your kind words they mean so much and are actually what motivated me to come back when i received this ask during my hiatus! This fic took forever im sorry but I hope you enjoy it!!

Bad Spot

When Casey was younger one of his favorite things was an old tattered copy of a book, half its pages were falling out and parts of it were so water damaged you couldn’t make out the words, but regardless Casey loved it anyways. Always begging one of his uncles or aunt to read it to him, filling in the blanks the missing pages left with his own imagination. 

He’d lost the book when part of their base caught fire, his precious book burnt to a crisp in the flames. Casey had cried for days, selfish of him maybe as others had loss far more in that fire, but he had been a young child with very few things to call his own living in a world that took far more then it gave, he was allowed to be a little selfish. 

Overtime he’d forgotten about the book, things of more importance taking the top spot in his mind, however just a few days ago during one of his surface trips with the turtles, a familiar red book cover caught his eye. 

It was a far cry from his beat up and damaged copy, its cover and pages pristine and untouched like many of the things in the past seemed to be, but as he ran his fingers over the covers it felt as familiar as his own. 

He had bounded up to Raph, the eldest trying to coax Mikey down from the top of a fountain, eyes a glow as he talked faster then the turtle could keep up, eventually getting what the human meant as he glanced down to the book in his hand, a fond bemusement in his eyes as he spoke;

“Oh you want that book? Sure thing little man…But wouldn’t you rather have the first book of the series instead of the third?” 

And with his mouth agape, Casey looked up at the larger turtle like he’d just told him that he’d won the lottery. 

“There's more then ONE!?” 

So that's where Casey found himself now, already through with the first book of the series and nearly half-way through the second. Sitting cross-legged on the couch with the book spread open on his lap, the lair was quiet aside from the muffled sound of metal on metal coming from Donnie's lab and Raphs rumbling snores from where he napped across the lair in his bedroom. 

Casey was thankful for the quiet, don’t get him wrong he enjoyed how lived in the lair could sound at times, but as much as he loved the turtles noisiness sometimes it could be a bit much for someone who grew in a dead silent world where making the wrong sound at the wrong time could lead to your whole squad getting killed. 

So the teen chose to enjoy the silence while it lasted, which of course meant it didn’t last for much longer. 

“Woooow Case, already finished with the first book? And i thought the lair was only big enough for ONE nerd.” 

Casey let out a long sigh, silence now thoroughly shattered he lowered his book back down to his lap and looked over to his right. 

Leo was there, leant against the doorway of the living room part of the lair; eyes half lidded and a lazy grin that spelled mischief splayed across his muzzle. 

“Hello Leo”. 

The turtles grin only got wider at Caseys already “done with your shit” tone. Pushing himself off the couch he casually sauntered over as if he owned the place, which technically, he partially did. 

“So,” he began, making his way over to stand at the back of the couch, arms resting far apart on it as he leant forward towards Caseys personal space.

“Hows the reading going?” 

Casey rolled his eyes, giving Leos face a playful push away “Did you have to pick me to mess with today Leo? Im trying to read.” 

The turtle let out of a scoff, leaning back into Caseys space. “Whaaaaat? Me? Mess with you? Psh!”

The turtle let out a dramatic noise of offense, putting a hand over his chest. The dramatics drew a slight giggle out of Casey, which only seemed the fuel the turtle more.

“IIIIII came out here to spend some time with one of my favorite humans, the other being April of course, but if I’m not wanted then I shall go. Good day sir!” 

The turtle turned on his heel to leave when Casey felt a tug in his chest. 

“Wait!” 

Leo paused immediately, turning and facing Casey with a bemused expression at his tone of voice, Casey felt his ears go red at his own overreaction and he cleared his throat. 

“Uh well, you can stay you don’t have to leave. I wouldn't mind the company” 

Leo stared at him for a bit before his gaze softened to show he was being serious. “Well of course, who wouldn’t want my company?l”

The turtle sauntered back over and resumed his position leant over the back of the couch so he could read over Caseys shoulder. The human gave him a smile before he turned and went back to his reading. 

For a good moment it was quiet, a peaceful sort of silence between the two of them, Casey thought it was nice. After a moment longer he even began to relax, eyes half lidded and more so lazily skimming the pages then reading in depth like he'd been doing before.

He was close to drifting off when suddenly he felt a gentle breath of air hit the back of his neck, sending a ticklish shock all the way down his spine causing him to hunch his shoulders and squeak.

With a glare he whipped around to look at the accomplice, but Leo just gave him a lazy half grin, head resting on his arms.

"Sorry Case, my bad" He hummed, not sounding sorry at all.

The teen started at him for a second later before he shook his head with a huff, cheeks flushed, and turned back to reading. He figured he'd give the turtle the benefit of the doubt in that it had been just an accident.

This of course was a stupid idea, for not even two seconds later he felt another breath of air on his neck, this time it cause him to giggle lightly.

"Leheo!" He hissed, whipping around to face the laughing turtle.

"Whahaht? Im not even touching you!"

"You know what your doing! Now quit it!"

"Quit what? Quit doing this?" quick as a flash the turtle leaned forward to bury his face in the side of Casey's neck, blowing a quick raspberry and causing Casey to Shriek.

"LEHEO!"

Pulling away the turtle bust into laughter, shaking his head "God Cass you are so funny."

Face now fully red the human scowled, shoulders now hiked all the way up to his ears. "Why do you guys always have to do that" he whined.

Leo just grinned at him, wiggling his fingers "That's what happens when everybody knows your bad spot~" he crooned, cackling when Casey's face went even redder

It was no secret to the rest of the Hamato clan that Casey's neck and ears were deathly ticklish, by far his worst spot; something everyone (especially Leo) loved to tease him about.

It had been just the same back in the future, with his sensei and uncles and aunt all teasing him with raspberries and scribbles under the chin. Leonardo had been the worst about it back then too, so much so that Master Michelangelo had taught him how to get the turtle back and-

Wait......

Casey couldn't stop the wide grin that spread across his lips, because he had just remembered something very important about Leonardo, and in this case, Leo as well.

Said turtle noticed his change of expression and wiped the mirth from his eyes, cocking his head to the side "Whats got you smiling like that?"

Caseys grin simply widened. "Oh nothing, just remembered something is all."

Leo gave him a weird look. "Remembered what?"

"Oh just.....this!"

With that Casey lunged forward, grabbing onto Leos shoulders and flipping him straight over the couch and into his lap, the two of them wrestled for a moment, laughing, but while Leo had strength Casey had surprise and very key knowledge he had just remembered. So he wasted no time in lunging forward and digging his fingers into the backs of Leos legs.

Immediately the turtle let out a screamed that descended into wild laughter, practically flopping over and thrashing back and forth as he kicked out his leg.

"NYAHAHAHAH! CASEHEHEY!"

Said teenage human let out a giggle, trapping Leos leg under his knees so he could better poke and prod at the turtles muscled thighs.

"Hehe Yeah Leo?"

Leo practically squealed, drawing more peels of laughter from Casey. His arms flailed about as if unsure of what to do with themselves, Casey having to dodge a few swaps at himself.

"C-CasEY I-Iihihihihim goohohohona g-get you for thihhIHIHIHIIS-"

The turtles threat was caught off when Casey began to scribble his fingers into the hollows of the back of his knees, head thrown back and mouth opened in a wide genuine smile Leo howled with laughter.

His body shook with the force of it, his shoulders jumping as he hiccuped and at one point even snorted, which caused Casey to laugh himself at the silly noise.

"Man Leo, must suck having someone know about your weak spot huh~" Casey teased, squeezing gently at the turtles kneecaps.

"C-Cass Pleashehehese!" Leo hiccuped in between his squeaks and squeals of laughter, giggling to himself the teen finally decided to show mercy.

"Okay Okay Ill stop." He chuckled, pulling his hands away and sliding off the couch. He sat on his knees and watched the turtle flop over onto his back on the couch, arm thrown over his face like a fainted Victorian women as he groaned.

He sluggishly turned his head to face Casey and, with weak movements like he was dying, flipped him off.

It caught the human so off guard that he burst into laughter, prompting Leo to glare at him with a smirk barely tugging at his lips.

"Y-You think that's funny? Oh ill show you funny-Come here!"

Before Casey could even begin an apology Leo had lunged forward and grabbed him, immediately burying his face into Casey's neck and blowing a massive raspberry.

Casey screeched before he burst into loud happy laughter, hair getting even messier by the second as he shook his head back and forth to try and get away from the ticklish feeling.

"NOHOHOHO LEHEHEO!"

The turtle said nothing, simply lowering his hands down to Casey's sides and rapidly squeezing up and down.

Ah, so Leo was trying to kill him.

"L-LeheheOHOHOHO! Im Im sorheheheheHEHEHEEEEEE!"

"Tell it to the judge Mister!" Leo grinned, pulling away to blow a quick playful raspberry against Caseys' cheek.

"LEHEHEHEHO!"

"Sorry, I cant hear you over how loud your laughing~"

Casey ended up not get much reading done, his book laying abandoned on the floor, but that was okay. He have plenty of time to read in the future.

Plenty of time.

[fluffypandabun]

Lee Casey jr ler Leo raph don Mike and April?

(Decided to just limit it to one two lers sorry!)

Casey crept as silently as he could down the hallway, near the end of it he could hear voices talking. He knew the latest scout group was there getting ready to depart on another scouting mission, a scouting mission that Casey should have also been on thank you very much.

His leg wound had healed ages ago and he was sick and tired of just sitting around the base and taking up resources that other people could use way more then him.

He knew he was getting better at his ninja training, he wasn't anywhere near his Master yet but to the untrained person he could be hard to spot if he so desired. And right now he certainly desired.

It would be simple, he'd creep in, blend with the group, and by the time they noticed him there they'd already be to far gone to turn around. It was foolproof! Perfect! It was-

Casey turned a corner and ran face first into the hard shelled chest of his Master.

"And just where do you think your going young man?"

Casey swallowed nervously , allowing a timid smile to creep across his face as he looked up to meet the stern gaze of his Master Leonardo. The turtles arms were crossed and his gaze was stern, quirking a brow as he waited for an explanation.

"Well?"

“I was well….uh….”

“Planning on sneaking out on patrol?” Leo filled in the blank, brow raising even higher on his wrinkled forehead.

Casey winced;”Nooooo…?”

Leos eyes narrowed further and Casey managed to last a full three seconds before his whole body deflated and he let out a long sigh, shoulders dropping as he suddenly became interested in staring at the floor as he nodded.

Leo let out a very long and tired sigh; “Case why? You know weve told you; your not healed up enough for patrol yet.”

When the kid didnt give any further answer the elder turtle simply shook his head with a huff.

“Alright then; back to the lab with you.”

Despite his stern tone the hand he put on Caseys shoulders was gentle as he guided the boy back down the hall and towards the lab where his own medical bed lay away from the main medical room which was lined with multiple beds; many which were full.

Upon entering the lab; the door opening with a soft woosh, they were greeted by Donatello, who sat in his large work chair. Upon their entering he turned around dramatically with his hands pressed together, like some sort of Bond villain, Leo snorted.

“Casey Jr.”

“Uncletello” Casey muttered in return, sounding utterly miserable, Donatello raise a brow.

“I’ll admit you got pretty far this time, I wouldn’t have even noticed you’d managed to sneak out….that is of course if I didnt have cameras all over the place which of course I do. I commend your effort however, you’re stealth skills are improving.”

Casey perked up a bit at the praise while Leo pinched the bridge of his nose “Don’t encourage him Don, he shouldn’t even be sneaking out in the first place, he could have gotten hurt on that patrol.”

“I would have been fine.” Casey grumbled, hunching his shoulders in on himself, Leo gave him a look.

“No you would have not been “fine”, Casey jr you are still healing.”

“But I’ve been healing for ages! Besides Ive seen people go out injured before!”

“Only in emergencies Casey, and those are grown adults were talking about not kids. Even then I don’t like doing it.”

“But Im not a little kid anymore!” Casey burst out in frustration, finally pulling his shoulder out of Leos grip and whirling around to face him.

“I’ve been working so hard to train and be ready for this! I’m not some helpless little baby anymore Leonardo!”

Donatellos tattooed on eyebrows rose in slight surprise at the use of the turtles full name coming from the boys mouth, meanwhile Leo closed his eyes and let out a slow breath.

“Casey.” He began, “It’s not just you I have to consider.”

He knelt down further to Caseys level and placed a gentle three fingered hand on his shoulder.

“If you had gone on that patrol not only would you be risking yourself, but the whole mission and everyone on it. Going out while injured isn’t a show of skills; its a show of lack of care of others on your team…and for yourself.”

Casey clenched his jaw,”But I do care.”

Leos gaze softened as he gave Caseys shoulder a gentle squeeze. “I know you do buddy, which is why I need you to understand that I also care. I know you’ve been training hard and you’re doing a good job, but I still cant, and wont, send you out injured. For your and everyone else’s sake.”

“I…I just…” Casey voice shook slightly as his body finally deflated. “I’m just tired of sitting around and doing nothing, I feel like I’m just wasting resources while everyone else is out there fighting to earn theirs.”

“Wha-Casey what are you talking about?” Leo asked, genuinely taken aback.

“Where is this coming from? Has someone said something to you?” He offered, behind him Donnie, who had mostly been pretending to only be half listening to the conversation, turned in his chair to start typing on his keyboards. No doubt getting ready to search security footage to find whoever had put the idea into Caseys head.

But Casey quickly shook his head,”No one I just….I just feel bad…your supposed to earn things and all I’ve done is sit around and ‘heal’”

Leos gaze softened as he reached out a hand to cup Caseys face. “Case…” he began softly “Kiddo you aren’t a waste of resources, I don’t care how long you have to sit around and heal for, you’d never ever be a waste of resources to me or anyone else on this base.”

“But-“

“Casey Jr.”

The boy startled a bit as Donatello suddenly called his name and he turned to face the purple clad turtle who was now turned back around in his chair.

“….Uncletello..?”

“Casey Jr, there are currently ten people recovering in the med bay; do you see them as a waste of resources?”

“I-Of course not!”

Donatello hummed approvingly; “Good, then logically, as you are among those ten that are recovering, you should not be considered a waste of resources either.”

Casey paused at that for a second, before he sputtered “Thats-Thats not…Thats not fair!”

Donatello looked smug as he turned back around in his chair. “It is quite fair actually, Casey Jr.”

Casey sputtered for a moment more while Leo chuckled, bringing Caseys attention back to him.

“Donnies right Case and you know it, you are in no way a waste of resources, no on here is. We take care of each-other here, remember?”

Casey sighed and nodded, seemingly somewhat convinced by Leonardos words.

“Yes Sensei…” he muttered, Leo offered him a smile, gently pulling him into a hug, of which Casey happily leant into.

“Atta boy”Leo hummed, before his smile widened into something a bit more mischievous. “Now….” He began as he lightly tightened his hug, squeezing the boy and making him squeak.

“Wheres that smile~?”

Casey let out a little huff, burying his face deeper into Leos shoulder, the turtles grin widened, eager to lighten the mood.

“Come onnnnn.” He teased, lightly shaking the boy back and forth in his arms and drawing out a faint giggle from him. “Wheres that smile at? Let me see!”

Casey clung to Leo tighter, grinning against his shoulder as he shook his head. Leo raised a brow, smirking.

“Ohhh I see, your hiding it from me.” He chuckled. “Thankfully I know exactly where to find it.”

He suddenly scooped Casey up into his arms, holding him easily in one arm leaving his other free.

“Your hiding it rightttttt here!”

The turtles three fingered hand descend down to dig into Caseys belly, forming a claw and shaking around; drawing out peals of childish laughter from the boy.

“Aeheheheh! N-Nohoho! Sensei hehe!”

“Aha!” Leo grinned. “There it is!”

He carefully pinched and prodded at the soft flesh of Caseys belly, chortling at all the silly squeaks and snorts it drew out of him.

“Now…..where else are you hiding a smile from me? Here? Or how about here? Oooo or maybe…here!”

With each word Leo switched spots, goong from pinching up his sides to skittering under Caseys neck, each new spot sent Casey into more fits of wild happy laughter as he fought to try and grapple with Leos much bigger hands, smacking at them lightly as he cackled. He squealed when Leo pressed his muzzle against his cheek and blew a raspberry.

“Ahem”

Leo paused for a second at the clearing of a throat, looking over to see his brother staring at him unimpressed.

“Really Nardo? I expected better from you.”

Leo raised a brow, ready to ask what the purple turtles problem was when suddenly he wheeled his chair over to the two. Plucking Casey out of his arms and dropping him giggling into his lap

“This is the proper way to do it.”

With that, Donatello lifted the boys shirt and leaned down to blow a raspberry onto his belly, prompting him to shriek before bursting into loud happy laughter. Donatello pulled away smug, fingers still tapping out a tune against the boys sides.

“Really, I expected you to be better at this Nardo. “

The blue turtle sputtered, laughter in his voice “Whahat? Are you serious?” “Well of course im serious, I take Caseys happiness very seriously.”

Leo snorted shaking his head, “Alright then, you called that a raspberry? I’ll show you a raspberry.”

He leaned down to scoop Casey back up, taking a big deep dramatic breath that set Casey off into a fit of laughter before the turtle even lent down to blow a massive raspberry onto his belly, letting out playfully little growling noises.

Donatello scoffed, reaching to take Casey back, “Psh, please, that was nothing. Give him here.”

Leo pulled the boy away and out of his twins reach “No way, get your own hes mine.”

“Statistically speaking he belongs to all of us, now give him here.”

“Nah”.

“Leonardo.”

“Nope.”

“Don’t make me get anglo.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

Caught still laughing his heart out between the two bickering turtles , Casey found himself feeling better already.

Maybe healing wouldn’t take as long as he thought.

[fluffypandabun]

Being touch starved and liking platonic tickly affection just hits different aughhhhhhhh

[fluffypandabun]

Alright now we all know about the classic Mentor/Parental figure finding out their mentee/unofficially adopted child is ticklish and taking a playful advantage of it trope right right? Its a top tier fav. But here me out.

What if we reversed the roles?

Give me an absolute little shit of a character finding out their mentor is ticklish and just instantly taking advantage of it. Whether it be out of a need for revenge for previous attacks that they’d been on the other end of or just cause they wanna start shit for funnsies.

Just being smug the whole time 2, just all “Ha! I cant believe you never told me about this! This is great!” And “What happened to being all tough and strong huh? Especially if someone like me can take you down this easily~”

And ofc their mentor could easily throw them off, but that means their kid could get hurt and they dont want that (and just maybe theyre having fun laughing along with their kid. If it makes their kid happy it makes them happy even if its at their own expense.)

And ofc I pray you imagine, afterwards where the character is still gloating and teasing their mentor….:only for them to get grab and realize they are about to get got tenfold(Not that they mind)

[fluffypandabun]

LEE FINN AND LER JAKE. Maybe finn is feeling down so jake cheers his best friend up?

The treehouse was quiet, too quiet. 

At least Jake thought so. 

The magical dog hummed to himself as he popped open the oven, pulling out a tray of fresh baked meatloaf. Finns favorite. 

The two had just a few hours ago finished up fighting a weird bear monster that was harassing a village, and once they got home Finn had barely just allowed Jake to finish patching him up before he had muttered something about going to his room and disappeared up the ladder.

He’d been up there ever sense and Jake would be lying if he said he wasn’t worried, it wasn’t that uncommon for Finn to turn in right after a fight but today he had seemed a bit off. 

In fact the teen had seemed a bit off for a couple of days now, Jake had been trying to give him some space, let the boy come to him, but it didn’t seem to be doing much to help. And when Jakes ‘older brother’ sense started going off for real, thats when he knew it was time to intervene. 

He picked up the plate now filled with cuts of Finns favorite dish and stretched himself up the ladder into his and Finns shared bedroom, where he found the teen without his signature hat; laying on his back staring blankly up at the ceiling. 

Jake frowned, the twisted feeling in his gut  at the sight of his little brother looking so….sad worsened. Wishing deep down that his mother were still here to help he cleared his throat, putting on his signature grin. 

“Heeeeey man, wakey wakey. I brought you something to eat.”

Finn didn’t give him much of an acknowledgment, simply grunting a bit in response and mumbling something that was too quiet for the dog to hear. Jake kept up his happy attitude, though internally he frowned. 

“Come onnnnn bro, I made meatlooooooaf~ Your favorite!” 

Finns nose twitched slightly as the sudden smell of fresh out of the oven meatloaf filled his nostrils. But instead of the usual rumble of hunger he felt in his belly, his stomach simply seemed to twist up uncomfortably. 

The teen sighed, eyes still bleary starting up at the ceiling of the tree house. He let his shoulder fall up and down half heartedly in a shrug. 

“Maybe later dude, I’m not really hungry right now.” 

Jake visibly frowned at that, stretching his arm holding the plate of meatloaf back down the ladder and back onto the kitchen counter as he walked forward to the side of Finns bed. 

“Not hungry for meatloaf huh? Something must really be wrong….aw dang your not getting sick are you?”

He stretched a paw out to place it on Finns forehead, brushing aside long blonde hair as he did so.

“Hm you don’t feel warm.” He moved his hand down to brush gently against the bandage on his younger brothers cheek, where he knew long scratches resided from the monster fight earlier. “Oh crap you don’t think that monster had like, some weird gross poison claws or something?” 

Finn scrunched up his nose at the touch, raising a hand to gently bat away Jakes. “Ugh, no Jake. Im not sick or anything, I’m just….” 

“Just…..?” Jake prompted, raising an eyebrow. Finn just sighed turning away from the magic dog and onto his side, now staring at the wall. 

“…..Nothing.” 

Jake threw his hands up in the air dramatically. “Dude! That was like a full five second pause, plus you didn’t want any meatloaf and you aren’t even wearing your hat, clearly this isn’t just ‘nothing’.”

He brought his arms back down to his side, resting with hands on his hips. “Is this some new sort of teen angst your trying out? Cause if it is I’m not gonna be handling any teen sass from you young man.” 

“No dude thats not it.” Finn huffed, just a bit of amusement entering his voice before it faded away as he let out a long sigh. 

“Im just….tired….I guess….I don’t know man…”

Jake frowned, stretching out his upper body to the other side of the bed so he could face finn. “Tired as in sleepy or….tired as in bummed out sad?”

Finn shrugged his shoulder as he turned over again, once more facing away from looking his adopted dog brother in the eye. 

“Im not like, sad or whatever, or maybe I am? I don’t know its just…..I’ve been thinking about my Dad.” 

Jake hummed,retracting his head to rejoin the rest of his body. “Joshua Dad or Human Dad?” 

Finn sighed, rolling over onto his back. “Human Dad……” 

“Ah” Jake muttered, realizing that it was gonna be one of those kinds of conversations. He lifted himself up to to sit at the edge of Finns bed. 

“Wanna talk about it?”

Finn frowned. “Not really….but also I kinda do? Like….I don’t know man, words are hard.” 

Jake reached out to pat the teens leg gently, choosing to stay silent and allow him a chance to collect his words. 

“Like, I don’t really need him you know? I had you and mom and dad and Jermaine but like…..I don’t know i thought it would have been nice to at least…have some sort of relationship with him? Maybe learn more about where I came from and why he left me…..” 

The teen trailed off, reaching a hand up to grip a handful of his shirt. “And I mean, clearly he doesn’t really want one with me, a relationship I mean, and like it got me thinking….what if its like….me? Like, maybe theres just something up with me and thats why he hates me so much and like, what if he isn’t the only one? What if Joshua and Mom felt the same way or something.” 

“What!?” Jake sputtered, standing from the bed and giving Finn one of his few genuinely serious looks. “Dude Mom and Dad loved you, your human dad is just a big…sweat stain buttwad….uhh no offense.” 

Finn let out a bit of a amused huff, swallowing past the lump that had formed in his throat. “Nah your right, he does kinda suck….I just wish Id known what I did wrong you know?” 

“Finn” Jake staid sternly, brow furrowed. “You were a baby dude, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Maybe I was a really ugly baby.” 

“Hey.” Jake huffed. “You were a super cute baby, I have the pictures to prove it. Sides, even if you did do something thats no excuse to leave lil baby you helpless and alone in the woods.” 

Finn sighed softly. “Yeah, maybe your right..” 

Jake raised an eyebrow, letting his voice slip into a more playful exaggeration. “What do you mean maybe? Im totally right, all the time without fail.” 

Finn snorted a bit, turning onto his side to face away from the magical dog. “Yeah, sure you are buddy.” 

Jake narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms across his chest. 

“Whats that supposed to mean? I am right all the time, especially about this.”

“Mhm, sure.” 

“Wha-? Oh you better not even start with that, I can see you trying not to smile.” 

Despite the heavy cloud of sadness that fell over the teen, there was a steady increasing of amusement starting to bubble up in his chest as he continued to face away from his brother. 

“I don’t know what your talking about.” 

Jake put his hands to his hips, putting on his stern “adult figure” voice he used only in emergency times like this. 

“Finn, look at me.”

Silence. 

“Finn, don’t you make me use drastic measures.” 

Even more silence from the human teen, Jake let out a growl stretching out his arms.

“Alright then, you asked for this.”

Stretching out his arms, Jake wrapped them around Finns middle, yanking the teen back across the bed and towards his chest. The human yelped, arms flailing about. 

“What the-!? Jake!” 

The magical dog could barely hold back a smile as he stretched one of his arms out further to free his hand, wiggling his fingers playfully. 

“Sorry dude but you asked for this!” 

Fur covered finger’s skittering up gently across his neck made Finn squeak and scrunch up his shoulders, bursting into squeaky titters.

“W-Waihihit! Jahahake!” 

“Hm? What was that?” Jake grinned, moving his hand to scratching under the teens chin, the current lack of his hat giving him free access. “Couldn’t hear you over how much your laughing.”

Finn, much to his own embarrassment, let out a soft squeal. Shaking his head back and forth to try and get away from his older brothers tickly fingers, kicking out his legs and scuffing up the beds blankets. 

“Nohohoho! Come on mahahan! Im to old for thihihihis!”

Jake scoffed, using his free hand wrapped around Finn to poke along Finns side. “Nah, you ain’t ever too old for this. Sides you used to love this as a little kid.” 

Finn flinched away, curling into himself, but Jakes arms wrapped around him kept him from escaping. His laughter raising in pitch when Jakes hand started pinching gently at his ribs, he shoved at Jakes arms in an attempt to escape but it did little to help.

“Nahahahaha! Whihihihiy?”

“Why?” Jake grinned, scribbling fingers across the back of Finns neck to hear him squeal again. “Cause you’ve been nuthin but all mopey sad today! Sides, Im your older brother. Bullying you like this is kinda muh job.” 

Finn squeaked, fighting with himself to keep his giggly laughter at bay. Though as much as he would never admit it to anyone, especially Jake, the giddy feeling of laughing so freely was helping in its own way to lighten to heavy feeling in his chest. Didn’t mean his older brother wasn’t any less of a jerk though.

“Wehehehll Ihihihi thihihink y-your being ahahaha b-butthead!” 

Jake let out a loud offended gasp. “What did you just call me?? Thats it your really gonna get it now!”

Stretching out his arm further he snaked it down Finns body to wrap around his leg, keeping it still as he lifted it up. Finns eyes snapped open as he burst into nervous laughter, his squirming increasing ten-fold as he tried to pull his leg out of Jakes hold.

“NO! Nohohoho J-Jake-! Dohohohohont!”

“Hmm? Don’t? Don’t what? Don’t dooo….this!?”

He latched onto Finns knee, switching between squeezing sporadically and skittering his fingers underneath it at random.

Finn snorted loudly before bursting into loud body shaking laughter, throwing back his head against Jakes chest he frantically   flailed his arms randomly about, babbling nonsense in between shrieks of bright laughter. 

Jake chuckled. “Heh, you snorted~” 

Finns normally pale face turned an even darker shade of red, causing Jakes smile to widen. 

“Awww you look like a tomato.” He blew gently on one of Finns ears causing him to squeak amongst his loud laughter. “A giggly giggly tomato.” 

“EhehehehAHAHAHAH! U-Uncle UHUHUHUNCLE!” Finn shrieked, voice cracking as he sputtered and snorted in between his cackles. 

With a laugh of his own Jake immediately backed off, unstretching himself and releasing Finn from his hold. Where upon being free the teen curled up onto a ball on the bed, gasping for air as he groaned. 

Jake giggled down at him, eyes crinkling as he looked down at him fondly. “Heh, I forget how fun you are to tickle. You always freak out it’s adorable.”

Finn let out a long whine, kicking out blindly in an attempt to land a hit on his brother. “Come on man shut up.”

Jake smiled as he pat the teen on the shoulder. “Aww dude don’t be like that, you haven’t laughed in like forever! I was just trying to help ya cheer up a bit.”

Finn slightly uncovered his face to look at his dog brother, though he avoided meeting his eyes. “Yeah….I guess I haven’t….” 

Jake stretched his body down slightly so he could meet the humans eye, grinning widely.

“Sooo, does that mean it worked and your feeling better?”

Finns pinkend cheeks turned an even darker shade as he looked away. “…..Maybe…”

Jake cheered, throwing himself forward to lay across Finn in a hug. “Yeahhh! Ol’Jakeys still got it!”

Finn huffed out a laugh, smiling as he playfully shoved at Jakes face. “Your still a  big butthead though.” 

Jake grinned as he moved his head so he could press it against Finns head. “Yeahhhh but you still love me.” 

Finn smiled as he scratched the top of Jakes head causing his small tail to start wagging. “Yeah, I do…..hey you think that meatloaf is still good?”

“Well yeah of course, wanna go eat some and play some video games?”

“Haha yeah! Bet I can beat your high score in bloombombs.”

“Ha! In your dreams!” 

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Are you doing the prompt list for welcome home? If so how about 8 and 20 with lee Wally and Ler Eddie?

"Well, someones grouchy!" Eddie hummed, hands resting on his hips as he looked down at the smaller puppet he'd come across during his rounds sitting cross-legged on the grass. Paint palette and brushes throw aside in a huff and a paint-splattered canvas before him. Wally huffed, crossing his arms across his chest, the yellow puppet avoiding Eddie's gaze. "I am not grouchy." He muttered in his usual cool tone. "Im just...frustrated." The mailman cocked a brow "Oh, so that's why you're sittin' here pouting like a little kid who just got told he couldn't have ice cream for dinner." Wally sent a glare his way. "I am not pouting!" he huffed while pouting. Eddie simply shook his head fondly as he crouched down more to the smaller puppet's height. "Well, what got you so grouchy in the first place huh?" "Im not-!" Wally sighed, shoulders slumping as he gestured vaguely to the canvas in front of him "I just...I just can't get it to look right! I've been at it all morning and nothing I do seems to help it." Eddie's gaze softened as he looked down at the blue-haired painter. "Aw Walls, I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. You're a great painter! Everyone has off days sometimes!" The yellow puppet said nothing, simply looking towards the ground with a frown that could rival Franks, arms crossed. Eddies' face twisted into a worried frown before his lips curled upwards mischievously. He couldn't let his dear friend go about looking so sad! It just wouldn't do. "Aww. c'mon" He cooed, voice taking on a teasing tilt as he reached out with a large finger to gently poke and prod at Wally's exposed side. "Smile!" The reaction was immediate, the dejected frown on the puppet's face quickly began to curl up into his signature grin, though he tried his best to fight it. Squirming about and making blind attempts to push at Eddie's poking fingers. "H-Hehey! Cut that out!" "No can do friend!" Eddie chirped, grinning widely. "Can't stop till we find that smile of yours! Now I know it's in here somewhere..." The mailman trailed off as he now used both hands to poke and prod and wiggle his fingers into any spot he could reach, all the while Wally fought against the laughter bubbling up in his chest, taking to curling up on the ground in an attempt to shield himself from his friend's playful attack. "Come on, where is that smile? I know it's in here somewhere! Is it here? Orrrr here? Or maybe it's...here!" The puppet found an opening to shove his wiggling fingers underneath the yellow-skinned painter's arms.

The reaction was instant, the smaller puppet immediately clamped both his arms down tight to his side, a wide smile finally taking over his face and he squealed and burst into wild giggly laughter. Eddie cheered. "Haha! There it is! I knew we'd find it!" Wally snorted softly as he frantically kicked out his legs, rolling back and forth on the ground lost in his mirth. His cheeks aching from how wide his smile has become.

"N-Nohohohoho! Eddie! C-Cut it out!" "Hm? Cut what out Walls? I'm not doing anything! You're the ones who got my hands all trapped! " to prove his point he wiggled his fingers slightly causing Wally to let out a giggly squeak. "I am really happy to see you smiling again! I much prefer this happy Wally over that grouchy Wally! Wouldn't you agree?" "Eddiehehehe!" "That's my name giggles!" If the painter's face could get any redder it certainly did, after a few more moments of squirming around lost in laughter Wally finally threw in the towel. "Okay! Okayheheh! I-hehe! I gihihihive!" "You feeling better?" Eddie hummed, giving the puppet's side a gentle tweak causing him to squeak. "Yehehes! I do!" "Great!" The mailman chirped, instantly pulling his hands away and leaving poor Wally as a curled-up ball of giggles, after a moment the puppet uncurled himself and sat up red-faced and disheveled. And, most importantly, with a big smile on his face. Eddie beamed. "There! See! I knew we'd find that smile of yours!" Wally let out a low groan, covering his red face with his hands though he still smiled past his fingers. "Did you have to go about it like...that?" "It worked didn't it?" Wally peeked past his fingers to look at his still discarded canvas, and though he would never admit it, he was feeling a lot better. And a lot more inspired. "Yeah..." He gave Eddie a more genuine smile "It did."

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Boop booth Day 2!

Uh oh!!! Looks like these magical summons are mischievous. >:3

Where are they gonna get Ori next?

Under the arms >:3

Those ears look like a nice spot

The paw beans!!!!

Voting ended onJan 4, 2025

[fluffypandabun]

Hi, um, I was wondering if I could request 14 and 19 with lee!Wally and ler!Barnaby? They're taking over my brain rn

You're doing this community a great service with your Welcome Home fics

"Ohohoho" Barnaby chuckled lowly, looking over at the grinning yellow puppet who just had the absolute audacity to throw a pillow directly at his face, knocking his pipe askew and sending it to the ground. "Kid, I'll make you regret that." Wally huffed, rolling his eyes and brandishing another soft feather-filled pillow like a weapon. He stuck out his tongue, blowing a quick raspberry in the blue dog puppet's direction. "Come at me, I dare you."

Barnaby stood up.

Instantly Wally's eyes widened in surprise, letting out a squeak as the larger puppet started to approach him. Every bit of cocky confidence seemed to leave his body in an instant.

"W-Wait! Barnaby! I-I asked you nicely to stop smoking inside but you didn't wanna listen and-nohoho Barnie! Stay away!"

The yellow-faced puppet chucked the pillow at the rapidly approaching blue beagle, missing him by a mile in his haste to scramble away.

"Oh no, you don't." The beagle huffed as he reached out and scooped up the smaller puppet as he tried to escape, holding him in his arms he made his way back over to the couch, plopping down with the squirming painter in his lap. "Now you're gonna sit here and have the audacity to throw a pillow at me? Me of all people, your dearest best friend? And if that wasn't bad enough, you're gonna make a nasty face at me! Now when did you get so sassy?" Wally giggled, squirming in Barnaby's lap, though the grip the fluffy blue dog had on him, while gentle, wasn't giving him any chance of escape. "Let me gohohoho!" Barnaby shook his head. "Oh, not a chance! You are way too sassy to be my Wally, so clearly you are an imposter! Now I know you're hiding my Wally in there somewhere, where is he huh? Where you keepin' him?" Adjusting his grip slightly to keep the squirming puppet settled comfortably in his lap, the Beagle used his free hand to gently poke and prod the painter's plush belly and sides. "Is he in here? Huh? Huh? How about...here! Oooo or maybe here?" Meanwhile in his lap, Wally was a squirming mess of giggles and squeaks, eyes scrunched up and mouth opened in a wide grin, the painter desperately tried to grasp onto his friend's larger paws, pushing at them with no avail. "Nahaha! Nohohoho! N-No ticklihihhing!" The blue beagle rose a single brow. "No tickling? But i thought you loved tickling! I mean just look at how much your laughing! You look like you're having a blast!" Wally squealed, giving up trying to push at his friend's paws in order to cover his face, which was quickly getting redder by the second, with both his hands. Barnaby chuckled fondly, wiggling his fingers in Wally's now exposed underarms. "Aw come on kid, none of that now. Let's see that smile of yours!"

The blue-haired puppet snorted loudly, clasping his hands down quickly to his sides.

"Ahahahehehee! Barnabyhehe!"

"Barnaby? Oh no, my dear Wally you are mistaken, I'm not Barnaby right now.....I'm the tickle monster!" With a playful growl, the blue puppet formed his paw into the shape of a claw, before bringing it down to gently claw at Wally's stomach, tickling him now in earnest.

Wally's giggles quickly became full-blown cackles and snorts, frantically shaking his head back and forth as he squirmed. Messing up his usually neat and gelled-up hair, which was now dangling loose and sticking up all over the place.

Barnaby's cheeks hurt from how wide he was smiling at his friend's endearing reaction, that and the fact he had yet to ask for him to stop. The beagle gave a fond shake of his head, chuckling softly.

He abruptly stopped his attack, leaving Wally giggling quietly in his lap. After a second of catching his breath, the yellow puppet cracked open his eyes to look up at him in confusion. Barnaby just gave him a wide toothy grin. "Say, Wally? What's a Tickle monster's favorite snack? " Wally's eyes widened at his he let out a squeak, sputtering out frantic giggly protests, which Barnaby paid no mind to as he scooped his hands underneath his friend. "Raspberries!" He exclaimed, and with it lifted Wally up in his arms to blow a big raspberry right into his belly. Nearly bursting an eardrum from how loud his smaller friend squealed right close to his floppy ears. "NahahahAHAHA! BarnabyHEHE!"

Picking up on the wheeze in his friend's voice, Barnaby stopped. Carefully lowering his quietly cackling companion back down into his lap, placing him there and simply leaning back against the couch cushions and letting the little painter catch back his breath.

After a moment, his gradual titters finally faded away. Leaving him red-faced and curled up in Barnaby's lap, with a groan he lifted both his hands up to cover his face.

"Why are you so mean?" He whined, causing Barnaby to let out a laugh.

"Me? Mean? You say that as if you weren't not telling me to stop." The rest of what he had to say was drowned out by the blue-haired painter's flustered whining and threats of revenge.

Barnaby chuckled, bringing up a large paw to pat the top of his friends head.

"You, kid, are adorable."