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imo the best MHA tk drawings

Masterlist of MHA drawings!!

These are all of the drawings I’ve made for MHA!! I’m just gonna go in chronological order I guess.

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No your now.... Spooder man/girl

OK OK

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Here Take the money

When he busks, he threatens listeners if they don't give him money.

Some cute GTLive tickly moments. 

OH NO A KOALA BOI SO ADORABLE WITH NO TICKLE CONTENT-

*dies*

😭 y was this so funny to me

Office Au teasing!

It's been a while! Jax is such an awkward dumbass and can only show affection like a little boy on the playground.

...Zooble proceeds to send Jax a long PDF file in the evening. lol

happy Thursday the 20th

Me when: Fluffomatic posts the most amazing detailed men being tickled

Ehehehehe thank you 💚

The new master fic list

Tdp (the dragon prince)

When a unicorn can't sleep

All sonic

Trolls

Even a Queen has Nightmares

My fav tk things of ALL time

This is my old blog & fics

Just about everything is the same

The Tickle Monster

This tk fic idea came about from 1x1 of Netflix original series Sweet Tooth. Idk how there's no tk fic already on this show. Like so many good points, fr anyways I think I'm the first person/blogger to make a tk fic on this show [so yeah with that said I'm sorry this is on the short side other then that enjoy ☺️✨️]

Summary: Gus is upset that he can't go past the fence. His dad sees this and tells him about a certain type of monster.

"Sigh." Gus could only dream of what might lay beyond the fence. It was all he could think about the whole day. He was starting to get kinda upset that he couldn't go out to explore it. "Hey buddy, what's wrong?" His papa sat down next to him. He could sense something wasn't right with his young hybrid kid."It's just..." the 7 year old paused. "I wanna see what's past the fence." He stared up at his papa, to which he started thinking about what to say. I mean, how do you tell your kid that everybody wanted to hurt, harm, or kill them for being born different. The father decided that he should have that conversation later on with his son. So he came up with an idea.

"Well," the dad said as the kid looked up at him. "There's lots of big scary monsters out there, and to stay safe, we have to stay inside the fence." The deer hybrid thought for a second before looking out the window towards the fence "r-r-really?" He asked. The father could tell the kid was starting to get scared, so he put his plan in motion. "Hey Gus, you know what the worst one of them all is?..." He gave a dramatic pause as the boy shook his head no. "The......TICKLE MONSTER.

As he lifted his son in his lap, he squeezed at the kid's knees as he squealed "pahahapa noahahno" as he smirked at his kid he switched from, squeezing to scribbling the under side of his knee. Gus kicked his legs out as his papa tickled his knees, he giggled as it stopped for a minute. The dad lifted his shirt up just to the middle of his sides. "You know what their favorite food is?..." He giggled for a moment. "noahaho." The father shifted his grip now holding both the kid's sides and bringing his head closer to his belly. "Hybrid children and RASPBERRIES" that, said he nibbled and blew raspberries all over his belly, bellybutton, and sides.

He was in such hysterical laughter that he let out adorable little deer sounds as he slightly kicked his legs and threw his head back. "*deer sound* PAHAHAHPA NOAHAHAO IHAHT TTTTIHACHAKLES." He immediately tried covering his face with his hands after saying the word. Only to bring them back down when he felt evil fingers in his armpits. He smiled at him deciding the kid had enough, seeing him start to struggle less. As he helped the boy calm down by gently rubbing his ears. "Hey bud, you ok?" He leaned into the touch on his ears, humming softly at the question and the feeling. They stayed like this for a little while up until Gus fell asleep in his papa's lap.

He layed him down and pulled the cover over him. As he went back outside the. The kid, of course, had many more questions but decided that his papa would answer later.