Hello!! I am new here but I really love your writing and the event seems really interesting :)
May I have a platonic ler!Ray x male reader (the promised Neverland)
Only if you feel comfortable with it could the reader have a small childish crush on Ray, I feel like it's funnier (and more embarrassing to [Name])
Here's a scenario: [name] tries to get Ray to play with him and the other kids, but the mission backfires on poor [Name]. And they just end up cuddling and tickling ?? :3 with Ray being a smug little gremlin-
HOPE YOUR DAY IS AS GOOD AS YOU ARE 💙
Obviously you don't have to write it if you don't feel like it, have a nice day/night/morning/evening. Rest and drink a respectable amount of water, and remember; you're incredibly good 😊
HIIII i didnt think i would get a tpn request at all but im pleasantly surprised that i did:) thanks for sending one in! the reader DOES have a crush on ray, but its not directly stated, so maybe it doesnt count??? also, i dont specify genders at all just because i write x readers in second person, so ur free to assume. either way, hope u like this!!
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“nohoho, stahahap it!” ray cried as your hands and fingers scribbled against his twitching sides.
“not until you agree to play with us!” you declare, sticking a tongue out. ray’s face was bright red as he giggled, kicking his legs and thrusting his arms out.
you were straddling him so he was stuck, or so you thought. bucking his hips sent you falljng to the side and before you could fully recover, he was already on top of you and you blushed at the smugness on his face.
“r-ray.. wait, we can ta-AHAHALK ahahahaa NOHOHO!” you cried, embarrassed at how he had gotten you back so easily.
“i don’t think so. you seem to have gotten pretty comfortable tickling me.. isn’t it time for a taste of your own medicine?” ray said, amusement clear in his features and ah, well, he wasn’t lying. you had been tickling him a lot recently but he is just so cute and you liked being around him and.. well, you didn’t really know why. you just knew you wanted to play around with him and tickling was so fun!
“plehehehease! rahahhaay!” you screech when his hands find spots on you that are more ticklish than you had thought. gosh, who knew ray was such a good tickler?
he didn’t stop tickling you until you were screamed for mercy and, you decided that from now on, you definitely had to reconsider your stategies if you tried to tickle him again.
still, he lied down beside you, so close that you guys were practically touching. it was peaceful and comfortable and maybe the exhaustion was creeping on you harder than you had thought.
you felt your eyes shift shut and if you found yourself later waking up, arms interlocking a sleeping ray, well… no one else had to know.
Summary: Ray isn't exactly a cheerful kid, but Emma has ways to make him smile more.
Lee!Ray Ler!Emma
"Hey, Ray, why do you never smile?"
It was during breakfast, when one of the smaller children had asked this question.
In response, Ray just shrugged, "I dunno. Nothing much to laugh about I guess".
"Awh, but laughing is so much fun!" The little one grinned and continued eating their breakfast.
Emma, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation the whole time, was not having it.
~~~A few hours later~~~
Ray was peacefully reading a book by the tree while the other children were off playing.
"Nothing much to laugh about?!' Rei jumped at Emma's sudden exclamation.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Ray didn't look up from his book, but saw a pouting Emma in his peripheral vision.
"There's so many things to laugh about here! So many happy things!" Emma waved her arms in the air trying to get her point across.
"Oh yeah? Like what?" Ray turned a page in his book.
"Like..." Emma looked around for ideas, "Like this!".
Emma ripped the book out of Ray's hands and tossed it aside.
"Oi- what do you think you're doing-" The ravenette gave Emma an annoyed look.
"Giving you something to laugh about!" Emma grinned as she got on the ground and started squeezing Ray's sides.
The reaction was instant. Ray burst into happy giggles.
"Hehehehehehey Ehehehemmahahaha cuhuhuhut ihit ohohout!" He slumped down the tree trying to escape the tickles until he was lying down.
"C'mon, lemme see that smileeee!" Emma beamed as she started tickling his neck, causing him to grin and scrunch up.
"EEHEEkaahahaa dohohohohon't!" Ray covered his blushy and giddy face with his hands while tilting his head all over the place to try and avoid the tickling.
"Don't what, Ray?" Emma asked with false innocence.
"TIHIckle meheehEEhee!" The moment those words left his mouth, he knew. Ray internally kicked himself.
"Well, if you say so!" Emma grinned and started squeezing Ray's knees and thighs
This earned another squeal, this one louder than before.
"AIEEEHAHA nohoHOHOhoho" Ray's hands immediately came off his face as they now were trying to pry Emma's hands off his legs.
"YAY! There's that smile!" Emma quickened the squeezing of Ray's thighs and knees.
Ray was beyond the point of words at this point. He knew that holding back was pointless. Ray let go of Emma's wrists, threw his head back, and laughed. It actually looked like he was happy.
Emma's eyes took in the sight, and felt nothing but joy. It was so rare to see him like this. Emma stopped.
Ray gasped and took a moment to catch his breath, several remnant giggles still escaped his mouth.
"That was torture," Ray finally stated.
"C'monnnn, you know you loved it!" Emma teased.
"Shut up," Ray turned his head away, "Just don't tell Norman about this".
"Oh don't worry."
Both heads turned to see Norman standing a bit further away. A smile was on his face.
Ray's face went red, "How- How long have you been standing there?-"
Norman chuckled, "Long enough to know that you should smile more often".
If Ray's face could possibly become a deeper shade of red, it certainly would.
"I mean... I guess I can't find the harm in trying to smile more..." Ray muttered.
WELCOME TO YOUR SECOND BOX MI AMOR TY FOR THE ORDERS I HOPE YOU JUST LOVE THE FIRST ONE!
WITHOUT FURTHER ADIEU:
CW BELOW THE CUT: this do have some tickles in it ngl.
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 ❤︎
Today was supposed to be perfect. The “tag championship”, as the little ones called it, had been in the works for days now. As soon as they all got their shoes and socks on, the sky opened up and rain began pouring harshly. Whines echoed through the kitchen as the kids looked to their older siblings for help.
“We’ll have to wait until the grass is dry, everyone.” Norman said as he knelt down to wipe little Phil’s eyes.
“But Norman!” Thoma whined as he looked up with puppy eyes, “We’ve been planning for days!”
“It’s not safe” Ray answered before his brother could, “We wouldn’t anyone to slip and get hurt. I think we’d give poor mom a heart attack.”
Isabella chuckled as she entered with a baby in her arms, “Ray’s right, everyone. Why don’t we play some games inside?”
Little eyes lit up and the little ones were cheering happily.
They didn’t have much, but the board games and puzzles that the kids took out kept them entertained for a while. Norman opted to play hide and seek with some of his siblings, while Ray settled down by the window, covered in a blanket and immersed in a new book.
“Hi, Ray!” Emma chirped as she took a seat adjacent to her brother.
“Hey, Emma. What’s up?” The black-haired boy replied, not looking up from his book.
“Dunno. I’m just bored, and not really in the mood for being loud.” The girl said, gently maneuvering herself under the blanket, tucking her legs next to Ray and sitting quietly. “Let’s share the blanket.”
“Sure.” The boy replied, “Nothing loud over here. You’re going to watch the rain fall, aren’t you?” As soon as Ray glanced up from his book, he saw Emma doing exactly as he predicted.
The two shared a comfortable silence, Emma gently stirring off to the sound of the pattering rain, and Ray still engrossed in the newest volume of the book series he grew to love. The orange-haired girl was just about to conk out before she awoke with a start.
“Hey!” She yelped, curling into herself.
What had happened? Ray had reached under the blanket and gently skittered his fingers across Emma’s foot, “Wake up. You’ll be sore if you fall asleep here.”
“But I’m tired!” She whined, reaching out to tickle her brother in return. To her demise, and Ray’s delight, he he didn’t react whatsoever. “It’s not even fair! You aren’t ticklish!”
“ You’re right. I have the ultimate immunity here, and you don’t even understand how useful that is.” The black-haired boy replied with a cheeky smile.
“I bet you are ticklish!” Emma noted, crossing her arms with a pout, “You just don’t know it!”
“Sure, Emma. Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Ray quipped, eyes falling down to read once more.
That wasn’t good enough for Emma. She was greatly determined to find out if her hypothesis was correct or not. So, she got to work, reaching to poke at her brother’s torso.
“What are you doing, Emma?” Ray grumbled, eyes not leaving the page.
“I told you.” She chirped, “You’ve got to be ticklish somewhere.”
“Go ahead and tire yourself out then, I’ll carry you to bed when you fall asleep.”
It didn’t matter what words her brother said to her, Emma furrowed her brows and tested her theory. When she squeezed his sides, he didn’t make any noise. She poked his stomach, not even a wince. Fluttering her fingers in his neck brought no reaction either. Hell, Emma was failing so badly that Ray even lifted his arms up for her to test the next spot!
As cheeky and sarcastic as her brother was, Emma knew she had to find a way to bring him down. She’d probably cry if she ever hurt him, so she had to use tickling as her first resort. She gently pinched his ribs, wiggled her fingers under his arms and blew on his ears… not a single reaction.
“Come ooooon!” The orange-haired girl whined, “You have to be ticklish somewhere!”
“I’m telling you Emma, I’m just not tickl- AGH!”
Bingo.
Emma had reached down to squeeze at Ray’s kneecap.
Both kids’ eyes widened. Emma ushered a wide and menacing smile, while Ray’s mouth was agape in shock and disbelief. “No way…” they both said in unison
“Nonono! That’s-“ the Raven-haired boy said breathily, “It can’t be! There’s no way I’m-“
“Ticklish! You’re ticklish!” Emma cheered as she began to squeeze her brother’s knees with more earnest.
“Ehehehemmahaha!” Ray whined as he pushed at her face. “Cmohohohon! Thihihis ihihihisnt fahahahair!”
“Of course it’s fair! You’ve tickled me and Norman so many times! Just wait until he hears about this!” The girl chirped, wiggling her fingers on the underside of one of the boy’s knees.
“AGH- WahaHAHAT! WHY THEHEHEHERE?!”
“See! I told youuu!” The girl sing-songed, “You are ticklish!”
Ray threw his head back and hid his face in his hands as he whined. Emma was right after all. “EHEHEMMAHAHAHA!”
“Yeah?”
“YOHOHOURE SOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN!”
“Me? Mean? I’m wounded, brother!”
After a grueling ten rounds of hide and seek, Norman decided to slip by the kids and take a trip to the bay window. He deduced that he would find his two older siblings there, but not in the way he did…
He was met with Emma teasing the ever-living daylights out of Ray as she squeezed his knees, and Ray, giggling his head off, and still in absolute shock over the fact that he was ticklish.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the consequences of your own actions.” Norman chimed, crossing his arms with a cocky smile.
Ray’s face flushed red as he remembered the words he’d said to Norman when his brother had been in his own place. “NOHOAHAHA- NOHOHOHORMAHAHAN! HEHEHELP MEHEHE!”
“Are you sure? You seem to be having fun!”
“NOHOHORMAHAHAN!”
“Okay okay!” The white-haired boy said with a giggle of his own. “Alright, Emma. Give him a break. Remember he’s never been tickled before.”
Upon hearing these words, Emma ceased her squeezing and patted her brother’s knee. “Ticklish.”
“Y-yeah… you got me.” Ray murmured, shying away from his siblings. “I don’t know how you can do it, Norman. She’s… she is evil.”
“I don’t usually have a choice, Ray. Emma pounces whenever she wANTS-“
As to prove Norman’s point, Emma latched herself onto her other brother and began an attack once again.
Hello! Not sure if requerts are still open but if so can you do a tk fic with Lee Ray and Ler Mama (Isabella)? Perhaps Ray has been more distant with everyone and Isabella kindly asks him (forces by tickling) not to be so distant with the rest of her siblings?
Please and thank you ^^
Like I said in the last fic you requested, requests are always open until I say otherwise (it says requests are open in my bio too) ♥️
Fandom: The Promised Neverland
Lee!Ray Ler!Isabella
Summary: Ray is being more distant than usual. However, Isabella knows the perfect solution
∆This is a tickle fic∆
(Also I am so sorry about the title it was the first thing that came to mind 😆)
Forcibly Ending Ray's Emo Arc
Isabella knew everything about her beloved children.
Absolutely everything.
Meaning she always knew when something was wrong.
This time, it was Ray.
Ray has always been an independent child, but lately he had been more distant than usual.
He sat alone during meals, he was spending more time in the library than usual, and the number of games he participated in dropped to nearly zero.
Of course, Isabella knew exactly what to do.
In the evening hours, Isabella made her way towards the library.
As expected, Ray sat in his usual space, a book covering his face like a mask.
"Ray."
The boy jolted, slightly startled by the sudden breakage of silence.
"Yes, Mama?" Ray said without lowering his book.
Isabella smiled, "Mind if I join you?"
After a slight pause, the ravenette nodded and shuffled over slightly to make room.
Isabella adjusted her dress and sat down next to the boy.
She turned to him and smiled, "How about we play a game?"
Ray's eyes moved from his book to his mother, "A game?"
Isabella nodded, "I'm sure you will enjoy it."
"What kind of game?" Ray asked, slightly skeptical.
"I will try to make you smile. If I win, you have to go on and participate more socially in the house," Isabella explained.
Ray lowered his book slowly, "And if I win?"
"You'll get your little spy reward early," Isabella stated calmly.
Ray carefully put the book down, "Okay... How do we begin?"
Isabella held out her palm, "I'll need your hands first."
Reluctantly, Ray complied.
"Okay, now what?" He raised an eyebrow. What was she up to? Ray thought
Before he knew it, her one hand had locked tightly around Ray's smaller hands.
"I'm afraid I'm going to win this game, Ray. Are you willing to give up and go be with your friends?"
Ray shook his head, slightly concerned about what was about to happen.
"Very well then,' Isabella said calmly as her free hand skittered over Ray's tummy.
Ray immediately crumpled into giggles.
"Hehehehhehehehehey nohohoho tihihihihicklihihing!" Ray's face had twisted into a grin.
"I'm afraid I make the rules, Ray, you know that," Isabella smiled.
"Stohohohohohop heeheeheheeheenohohohohoho!" A pink blush had spread across Ray's face and ears, which Isabella thought was adorable.
"I know everything about you. Especially where you're most ticklish." She whispered that last part in his ear as she moved one hand to his neck, and another to his armpit.
Ray squealed both from the teasing and the tickling, "HAHEEEEEE MahaHAHAhamahahAHAHA stahahAhAp ihihiht!"
Ray's back was sliding down the wall he was sitting against. Isabella noticed this. In one motion she quickly flipped him over, earning a "NOO" from the boy.
Precisely and accurately she pressed and scratched her fingers into Ray's back.
Ray shrieked.
"OHOHOHOHOKAHAHAHAY IHIHI'LL PAHAHARTICICIPAHAHAHATE JUHUST STAHAHAHAP!" Ray kicked his legs and banged his fist on the floor.
Isabella smiled. It always works, she thought.
Ray remained on the floor, catching his breath.
"You didn't have to tickle me," Ray muttered bitterly.
"What else would I do?" Isabella stood up, ruffling his hair on the way, "I expect you to be more active from now on alright?"
A small "fine" could be heard from the boy as he picked up his book and resumed reading.
Requests are open!!! Can I have something with lee Ray and ler Don and/or Phil. Maybe Phil wants to play with him but Ray just wants to read so Don helps Phil out. 💖 Love your fics by the way!! Keep up the amazing work 💖
Play with Us!
The Promised Neverland (Don & Phil & Ray)
hi!!! these were really cute and i’d been wanting to write for the three of them for a while but i haven’t gotten around to it 😭 either way, thanks for requesting this and i hope you enjoy! (side note: i added a tinyyyy bit of lee don at the end but i hope you don’t mind!)
summary: when phil wants ray to play with him and don, ray refuses. luckily, don has other ways to convince ray to play with them.
word count: 1k
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“Aww, you got me!” Don laughed as Phil finally caught up to him, hugging him from behind. They had been playing a game of tag for a while now, just the two of them. The other kids were playing hide and seek with Norman and Emma, but Phil had told Don he didn’t want to play that. Phil giggled, stopping for a moment and looking around. Don was confused for a moment until the four-year old started jumping up and down excitedly, pointing at Ray. “Ray? What about Ray?”
“Yes! I want Ray to play with us!” Phil smiled, bubbling with excitement. Don let a grin spread across his face.
“Let’s go ask him then! I doubt he has anything else to do than read those boring books all day.” With that, the two skipped over to the boy, who peered over his book after noticing their presence.
“Hey.” Ray muttered, lazily waving his hand.
“Ray! Play with us!” Phil exclaimed, bouncing lightly. Ray furrowed his eyebrows, a hesitant look on his face, lowering the book to his side.
“Sorry, Phil. I’m a little busy right now.” Ray apologized, turning away. Don frowned upon seeing Phil physically deflate, wanting to fix it somehow.
“Please? It’ll be more fun with you!” Phil pouted, trying to ask as politely as possible. Ray sighed, looking at the four-year-old sadly.
“I’m sorry, Phil, but I really can’t.” Don squinted his eyes, realizing this was most likely about the house’s secret. But Ray had been reading that same book for hours! A small break would benefit everyone. Ray needed a break and Phil needed another person to play with.
“Come on! Surely a break should be fine! Play Tag with me and Phil!” Don shouted, hopefully. Perhaps if he as an older kid asked, Ray would be more likely to join? Nope. Ray didn’t change his mind, not bothering with a verbal response, just shaking his head and turning back to his book.
Maybe Don would have to go through more desperate measures.
“Play with us or else…” Don said, trying to sound intimidating. He wasn’t exactly sure if he could intimidate Ray, but it was worth a try. Ray lifted his head to look at the pair once more, raising a brow.
“Or else what? What could you do?” Don paused. He really hadn’t thought that far yet. Ray let a smirk fall onto his face seeming to have read Don’s thoughts.
“Or else.. Or else…” Don muttered, desperate for an idea to come across his mind. “Or else Phil and I will tickle you!” Don said at last, a confident smile on his face for being able to come up with a harmless threat and have a little bit of fun at the same time. Phil seemed to like Don’s idea too because when Don looked back at him, there was a huge smile on his face.
Ray, on the other hand, Don was unable to pinpoint the exact emotion painted on Ray’s face. Horror, embarrassment, shock. Ray’s eyes widened, lips parting slightly and his face turned a deep shade of red as he sputtered out of a response.
“Y-you’ll tickle me? That’s ridiculous! Now leave me alone!” Ray exclaimed, but Don could hear the nervousness creeping into his face, whether Ray wanted it to or not.
“No can do! Phil and I want you to play with us! And if we have to resort to this,” Don started, poking the raven haired boy in the side, causing him to fllinch. “So be it!”
“W-wait, Don- stAHAP!” Ray pleaded, but Don ignored him, as he began kneading his sides.
“You’ll have to play with us then!” Don said, remaining firm on his original goal. He looked at Phil who was watching, a little unsure of what to do. Don smiled, “Come help me, Phil. You get his tummy!”
Phil nodded, excitedly, crouching so he was eye level with Ray. Immediately, the toddler shoved his small hands onto Ray’s tummy, scribbling around messily and without coordination. Somehow, though, it was still very effective on Ray.
“Y-yuhuhuyou twoahaha! StaHAhap!” Don smiled, amused, when he realized Ray was unsure of what to do. He wanted to escape but Phil was in the way and he also obviously didn’t want to accidentally damage his book.
“He’s so ticklish, right Phil?” Don spoke suddenly, Ray’s face blushing a bright red while he tried to clamp his lips together but to no avail.
“Yes, ehehe!” Phil answered, happily. The two continued speaking about Ray as if he wasn’t there and Don had to try not to burst out laughing at Ray’s reactions.
“IM RihihiGHT h-hehehere, yohuhu knohow!” Ray snapped, thought it didn’t sound genuine at all through his laughter.
“Oh, sorry Ray! Would you like to be included too?” Don asked, innocently as he began tickling his ribs. That did.. a lot.
“n-nOHOHO DOHAHAN, PHIHIHIL!”
“You’re laughing so much, Ray! It’s so loud!” Phil exclaimed, not as a way to be teasing but in a tone that showed his excited wonder.
“Isn’t it, Phil? At this rate, he’ll play with us in no time!”
“S-SHUHUT- STAHAP!” Ray shrieked, remembering that he did not want to “swear” in front of a toddler.
“You know what you have to do for us to stop, Ray!” Don laughed, knowing that Ray wouldn’t be able to take it for much longer.
“OHOHOKAY FIHIHINE! I’LL PLAHAHAY- JUST STAHAP!” Don gave a few more scribbles and pokes to his ribs to tease him before retracting his hands, nudging Phil to stop, as well.
“Yay! Ray’s gonna play with us!” Phil jumped up and down in joy. Ray, who was panting from his previous assault, stood up.
“I’ll be it then.” Without even counting down, he started charging towards them. Don grabbed Phil’s hand in alarm, running away because he knew that if they were caught, they were dead.
“Run, Phil!” Don yelled, as Phil laughed. Unfortunately for them, Ray was known to be one of the fastest runners, catching up to them easily. Since Don was the easiest to reach, Ray tugged on the back of his shirt, yanking him back. “No-ahaha!”
Phil stopped to look back as Ray kneaded his fingers into Don’s sides.
“Phil help me!” Don cried, helplessly and squirming.
“How about you help me tickle Don? It’ll be more fun, right?” Ray asked, smirking. Phil’s face lit up and a pit formed in Don’s stomach, feeling the betrayal. This was going to be a long day.
