#lee!gregory

[trashyswitch]

Freddy's Soundproof Tickle Trap

Gregory climbs into Freddy's stomach hatch just like normal. Only, Freddy had recently gotten a new upgrade. When Gregory is encouraged to try it out, he is quite taken aback by the new upgrade. Is it strange? Or is it rather fun?

This fanfic was suggested to be by 🌺 anon! 🌺 anon, I hope you enjoy! I also wanna dedicate this fanfic to my boyfriend, @frickin-mikie. Love you, Mikie!

Gregory walked beside Freddy, holding his hand. The two boys were walking around the pizzaplex for a while, allowing Gregory the chance to walk off the pizza he had just eaten. The boy looked up at Freddy, feeling himself growing tired. “Freddy…” Gregory muttered. “I’m getting tired.” 

Freddy looked at Gregory. “That’s okay.” Freddy replied. “Would you like to take a break inside my tummy?” Freddy asked. 

Gregory smiled and nodded. “Sure.” He replied, letting go of his hand. Freddy opened the stomach hatch, allowing Gregory to hop inside his stomach. Gregory settled himself inside the stomach hatch before the doors closed. Now, Gregory was able to see what Freddy was seeing as he walked around. 

“Where would you like to go, Superstar?” Freddy asked. 

Gregory thought for a moment. “I…think I want to go to the Fazcade.” Gregory replied. “I have some high scores I want to beat.” Gregory told him.

Freddy nodded and walked himself and Gregory to the escalators. He stepped up to the escalators and stood there while Gregory watched as the escalator raised them up. “Are you feeling better, Gregory?” Freddy asked. 

“Yeah, I feel better already!” Gregory replied. 

Freddy smirked to himself as he reached the top of the escalator to the second floor. He walked past the entrance to the Roxy Raceway, and past the Bakery, with Carl the cupcake and the words [Let’s Eat!] imprinted on the wall. 

Gregory smiled as Freddy walked by the bakery. Even though the bakery was closed, the bakery was still emitting smells of cupcakes, icing, and cupcakes with icing. And all the smells were moving its way through the stomach hatch cracks, and right up to Gregory’s nose! They smelled so good! Gregory could feel his mouth start to water at the smell alone. Maybe when it’s morning again, he can get himself a cupcake. 

Freddy walked up to the next escalator, and headed up. He stayed still on the escalator, feeling it raise them both up. Gregory smiled and watched as the escalator brought them up, and up, and up to the third floor. 

“Hey Gregory. Did you know that I got a new upgrade recently?” Freddy asked. 

Gregory tilted his head. “You did?” Gregory clarified. 

“I did. I got some new parts two days ago.” Freddy told him. 

Gregory smiled. “What did you get updated?” Gregory asked. 

Freddy smile. “Take a moment to look for the blue button on the inside of my stomach. When you find it, click it.” Freddy told him. 

Gregory nodded and looked around. Located on the right side of the stomach, was a light blue, brightly lit button. Gregory pushed it and waited. “Now what?” Gregory asked. 

“Now sit back and let the arms take over.” Freddy said. 

Right at that moment, a group of four mechanical hands emerged from the back of Freddy’s stomach. Gregory stared at the mechanical hands that were glowing in the dark with neon stripes moving down the steel arms. Gregory brought his hand up to one of the hands, and touched it with his small finger for only a second…

And then, the mechanical arms all moved themselves to Gregory’s sides and armpits, quickly tickling him. Gregory squeaked and tried to wiggle around, but he couldn’t really move much. “EEEEhehehehe! Whaahahaha?” Gregory asked, confused. 

Freddy smirked as he walked through the third floor. “Ticklish, Gregory?” Freddy asked. 

“Yehehehess! Ihi’m very tihihicklihish! Hahahaha!” Gregory told him. 

“How many tickles do you think you can handle?” Freddy asked curiously. 

“Ihihi dohon’t knohohow how to ahanswer thahahat!” Gregory told him. 

Freddy chuckled. “Answer in minutes. 3 minutes? 5 minutes? 15 minutes? 45 minutes?” Freddy clarified. 

Gregory closed his arms around the mechanical arms, hoping and praying it would stop them from tickling. But the tickling didn’t even slightly lessen, let alone stop. They just kept on skittering, and dancing on his vulnerable armpits. 

“Kitchy kitchy koo.” Freddy teased. 

“Whyhyhyhyhy?!” Gregory asked. 

“Because it’s funny! That’s why!” Freddy reacted. “Now tell me: what are some other tickle spots I should tickle?” Freddy asked next. 

Gregory shook his head. “Ihihi dohohon’t know!” Gregory replied. 

“You don’t know your own tickle spots?!” Freddy asked. “Or are you lying to me to get out of the tickles?” Freddy asked next. “Because either way, I’m determined to find more tickle spots on you.” Freddy told him. 

Gregory squealed and tried to pull the mechanical hands off himself. But that was like pulling on a chain! It was super durable, and therefore impossible to break. 

“Don’t think about breaking my new mechanical hands, Gregory. You will have to pay for them if they break from your pulling.” Freddy told him as he walked by the Mazercise area. 

Getting the hint, Gregory paused his pulling and struggle. He started to just sit back and laugh as the mechanical hands slowly tickled him to bits. 

“If you ever need a break, please let me know. I would be happy to let you rest.” Freddy told him. 

“Ohohokahahay.” Gregory replied. 

As Freddy reached the escalator again, the mechanical hands had switched to tickling the belly and the boy’s hips. Gregory was laughing a bit less now, but still laughing quite a bit. And despite all of Gregory’s laughter and squeaks, no one could hear him. The belly, as it turns out, is completely soundproof. Whether this was intentional, no one knew. 

Gregory didn’t really know this yet, but Freddy’s stomach was soundproof, meaning Gregory technically couldn’t really call for help. But that didn’t mean no one could hear him. Freddy was still able to hear him perfectly well. So, Gregory wasn’t completely alone. But whether Freddy would actually listen to him, that’s another story. 

Gregory was able to look up at Freddy’s point of view just in time to see where Freddy was going. He watched as Freddy walked off the escalator and over to the Fazcade. Freddy walked through the entrance, using his hand to open the gate doors. Then, Freddy headed to the arcade area. 

As Freddy overlooked the Fazcade, he made the mechanical hands stop tickling Gregory inside. Gregory let out breaths of relief as he took in the cold air that vented through Freddy’s door hatches. “Alright, Gregory. We’re here.” Freddy told him as he opened up his stomach doors. 

Gregory lifted his head and his index finger up. “One sec…” He muttered before dropping his hand and his head down to the floor of the stomach hatch. 

Freddy let out a few chuckles at Gregory’s reaction, before looking inside his stomach. “You okay, Superstar?” Freddy asked. 

Gregory was breathing somewhat heavily. He huffed a bit. “F…Fine.” Gregory replied eventually. 

“Good.” Freddy responded, looking up at the Fazcade. There were literally hundreds of games to play…And Gregory was quickly growing excited. Gregory hopped out of Freddy’s stomach hatch and ran to the different games. 

“Hey Freddy! What’s your favorite arcade game here?” Gregory asked. Freddy thought for a moment and looked at the different names. BB’s Air Adventure…Rad Rmoda…Space Caddy…Dino Shock…

Then, Freddy smiled. “I think my favorite arcade game here…is either Tower Tippers, or Zombonnie.” Freddy told him. 

“Oooooh! Cool!” Gregory reacted. He ran up to a specific arcade game and stood in front of it. “My favorite game is Mega Duel.” Gregory said before looking at the beginning screen. He pulled out his wallet, put a quarter into the slot, and started by selecting his character. Without even a thought, Gregory chose the viking-looking guy. 

With the game screen open, the countdown started. 

[3…2…1…FIGHT!] 

Gregory quickly began to fight the character on the screen in a 1-on-1 duel. He used his character’s giant axe to hit his opponent with. He would also kick the opponent with its booted feet…and as a special move, Gregory’s character would grab the opponent, lift him up by his shirt, and headbutt it 5 times in a row with the viking helmet before dropping the opponent. It was awesome! It looked awesome too! 

“Yes…YES! YEEEESSS!” Gregory shouted as he beat the opponent! The opponent visibly passed out, and the words [FINISH] came up. A side character came up to the dueling area, and raised the viking’s hand up. “ØDGER WINS!” The strong, mighty voice declared.

Gregory cheered and threw his fists up in the air. “WOOOO! ØDGER IS THE WINNER!” Gregory yelled. 

Freddy laughed and watched as Gregory ran to another arcade game. 

[an hour later:] 

Gregory ran up to Freddy, visibly annoyed. “I’m bored…” He complained. 

Freddy chuckled. “There are hundreds of games here, Gregory.” Freddy told him. “How could you be bored?” 

Gregory sighed. “I played most of them.” Gregory told him. “I wanna do something new.” Gregory said. “Like your stomach tickle thing. That’s new and fun.” Gregory admitted. 

Freddy looked down at his stomach…before looking at Gregory and pointed to his stomach. “You think the mechanical arms upgrade is fun?” Freddy asked. 

“It is.” Gregory replied. “It’s 10 times more fun than all these games combined.” Gregory told him. 

Freddy blinked and pointed to the Mega Duel arcade machine. “...You were screaming out of excitement when you played your first arcade game.” Freddy reminded him. 

“I know. But did I show that much excitement for any of the other games?” Gregory asked. 

“...Not really.” Freddy responded as he lowered his hands down. “So…you wanna try it again?” Freddy asked. 

Gregory’s lips grew a great big smile almost immediately. “Yes.” He replied with pure confidence. 

Freddy smirked and opened his stomach hatch for him. Gregory climbed into the stomach hatch and got comfortable as the doors closed in front of him. Gregory smiled and watched as the mechanical hands left Freddy’s spine and started to wiggle its nimble, tiny, metal fingers. 

Gregory couldn’t help the nervous giggle of anticipation that left his mouth. It was going to be a little bit difficult to stay still with those four glow-in-the-dark hands wiggling its fingers at him. Gregory then opened his arms as much as he could, to allow the arms free access to his armpits. 

The mechanical hands happily took the offer and shoved themselves into Gregory’s open armpits. Gregory instinctually closed his arms against his sides and bursted out giggling and laughing right away. “EEEEHEHEheheheheheheeee!” Gregory laughed. The other two mechanical hands decided to go for his belly near his belly button, squishing it in and out like his belly button was a tiny mouth. 

Freddy smiled and started to walk out of the Fazcade. He headed to the down escalator, and stepped onto a step. He slowly went down to the third floor, taking almost the same route as they did getting to the Fazcade. Freddy soon stepped off the escalator and walked through the Monty Golf catwalks. 

Gregory was giggling and wiggling around like a little wiggle worm the whole time he was being tickled. Even though the stomach hatch was a bit of a tight squeeze, it was still big enough for Gregory to move his hands, his head and his middle around a bit. 

While Gregory was still being tickled, Freddy had stopped moving. He silently used his mind to bring out a camera that was secured inside his stomach, with night vision automatically on it. He mentally clicked the record button, before going back to walking through the third floor of the Pizzaplex.

Freddy headed past the Mazercise and prize counter, past the Superstarcade and past the little El Chip’s joint. Then, Freddy headed to the next down escalator. He stepped onto it and rode down, watching as more of the second floor came into view. 

“EHEhehehehe! Ihihihit’s sohohoho cohohohool!” Gregory reacted. “Ihihihi lohove thihihihis!” Gregory admitted. 

Freddy smiled, mentally looking at the camera’s view. “That’s great, Superstar! We’re almost to the second floor.” Freddy told him. 

“Ohohokahahahay.” Gregory replied. 

Freddy stepped off the escalator and looked around at the Bakery and the Roxy Raceway. 

“Wahahahait! Cahahan wehehe stohop ahat the bahahahakeryhyhy?” Gregory asked. 

Freddy froze in place and turned to the bakery. He smirked. “Sure!” Freddy replied. “I bet there’s frozen cupcake mixes in the freezer right now, that we could bake and frost for you.” Freddy told him. Freddy walked up to the bakery and stopped the mechanical hands inside his stomach. Gregory physically relaxed inside Freddy’s stomach, breathing slightly heavily. He wasn’t really tickled for very long, thankfully. Freddy was surprisingly fast getting through the Pizzaplex considering how heavy he really is. 

Freddy then opened up the doors to his stomach, allowing Gregory to get out. Gregory pulled himself up and hopped out of Freddy’s body. Freddy turned on the conveyor belts and put a single batch of frozen cupcake mix into the bakery conveyor belts. Slowly, the belts cooked the cupcakes, cooled down the cupcakes, decorated the cupcakes, put sprinkles on the cupcakes, and revealed the finished cupcakes out of the large mouth of the large pink cupcake statue. Freddy gave Gregory a cupcake on a paper plate. “There you go, buddy. Some sweets for your tickles.” 

Gregory giggled and took the plate. “Thank you!” Gregory said. 

And with a proud smile, Gregory removed the bottom half of the cupcake, placed it onto the top half, and ate it like a cupcake sandwich with the icing in the middle. His big smile and his hums of pleasure told Freddy that the cupcake was delicious and worth the wait. 

I just wanna take a moment to say the following: Happy Valentines Day to all the single-pringles, the dating babies, the engaged soon-to-be's, the married couples, the fammy-jammys, the grinchy bitches, and the platonically shippable BFF's! Love, whether it's platonic, sexual or intimate, is in the air and ready to make even Charlie Brown come out of his shell for once! But of course, love is not for everyone, and I completely get it. So I also wish those who just hate Valentines day, a good average Tuesday.

[zaris-tickle-blogs]

Hi, I'm Rayna, I will be doing tickle fics for fnaf, Mha and other random stuff. Please don't hate.

Characters that I will be mainly using.

FNAF

1. Michael Afton

2. CC Afton

3. Y/N

4. William Afton

5. Moondrop

6. Sundrop

7. Gregory

8. Glamrock Freddy

MHA

1. Isuku

2. Bakugo

3. Kiri

4. Danki

5. Mr. Aziawa

6. All Might

7. Presient Mic

8. Hawks

DSMP

1. Dream

2. Gorege

3. Sapnap

4. Karl

5. Ranboo

6. Tommy

7. Pilza

8. Technoblade

That's all for now everyone please leave no hate. This is my first post.

[tkle-parkie]

Ler!Christophe x Lee!Gregory Headcanons

I have some headcanons for them as well since I love Gregstophe.

Enjoy my Ler!Christophe x Lee!Gregory stuff ><

This isn’t nsfw! Strictly sfw and for comforting, I don’t do nsfw tickles because it makes me uncomfortable. Please understand that

Christophe ( Ze Mole )

He’s the reason why Gregory found out one his most favorite way of feeling loved is getting tickled

Christophe loves to embarrass Gregory by how ticklish he is in public, poking at him and give gentle tickles just to demonstrate. Of course this is all just to be a playful jerk and Gregory gets annoyed (in a affectionate way)

Speaking of being a playful jerk… boy is he smug and just downright an asshole (positively) when being a Ler, he teases Gregory about everything about him. From the way he laughs, how he reacts, and how ticklish he is mentioned previously.

He’s very sneaky, he loves doing sneak attacks on Gregory.

He has a pretty strong grip, he’s basically a death trap. Once Gregory falls into his arms, he’s basically done lol

Likes it to tickle Gregory to cheer him up, he know it will every time ♡

He loooves to do the whole “What? I’m not touching you or anything haha” stuff when he seems like he’s about to tickle him, which makes Gregory all nervous and once he calms down that’s when Christophe attacks

Tricks Gregory into a hug so he can tickle him alllll over his back jhjhjh

“Aren’t you ticklish?” “Ohhh you’re mine now, does that tickle? Hmm you sure?” “You are ticklish, liar.” “Where do you think you’re going?” “Is my sweetheart ticklish everywhere? Haha, you’re so weak, mon petit chanton..”  “I don’t even know why you’re trying to get away at this point, maybe you aren’t even trying..!”  hjhjjhjh aahh ♡

I know Christophe is a Ler but he does have a secret tickle spot on his back… he doesn't like telling anyone that though

Christophe gets annoyed by how long it takes for Gregory to wake up in the morning, so why not give him a little tickle attack to wake him up? ♡

Gregory

He remembers the first time Christophe started tickling him was when Gregory blurs out “I forget how easily ticklish I get.” and now it’s just a nonstop thing between them lol.

He has so, so many very ticklish spots. It’s almost endless, and Christophe takes advantage of that greatly

He runs out of breath very easily, so when he feels like he really needs a break they made sure to have a safeword between them, just so Gregory doesn't suffocate on himself lmao

He’s a fighter, when it comes to getting tickled he starts punching and kicking all the time, which is a little bit more harder for Christophe to keep him still. (And sometimes he will punch Christophe in the face by accident)

Even if he knows he’s not gonna break through Christophe’s grip, he tries anyways, he squirms a whoooole bunch

Gregory snorts.. And squeals a lot.. Chuckle (Of course Christophe points it out like “Awh, was that a snort? That’s cute, amour” to embarrass him)

Gregory’s armpits are the mooost ticklish out of all the whatever number of tickle spots he has, but this one will let him full out scream bloody murder. Which startled Christophe at first but it became normal after a while

Even after Christophe is done tickling Gregory, he will have these little giggle fits without Christophe even doing anything to him. Gregory will just be laughing at nothing for a few minutes as he finally calms tf down

Gregory has a hard time sleeping, so what’s the solution for him? Getting tickled till he’s exhausted of course, and as a bonus they can cuddle afterwards ♡

Bonus scenario: Christophe challenges Gregory that if he ever kicks him or thrash around too much he will keep tickling more and more til Gregory gives up. Sometimes, Christophe likes to cheat, and say he kicked at him with his boyfriend replying with “No no I didn’t!!” but it’s too late hehe

[radiant-fanon-maker]

My longest one-short yet!

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandoms: Five Nights at Freddy's

Relationships: Daycare Attendant & Gregory, Glamrock Freddy & Gregory, Daycare Attendant & Glamrock Freddy

Characters: Gregory, Glamrock Freddy, Daycare Attendant, Sun, Moon

Additional Tags: Panic, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Comfort/Angst, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Tickling

[scrumptioussweetsfire]

Ответ на вопрос.

(это я сделала для разнообразия)

🌺Ольга: Алина, привет. Передаю тебе и твоим друзьям привет с ближнего востока.

(Алина)-Здравствуйте, Ольга!

🌺Ольга: У меня вопросы для всех вас.

Боитесь ли вы щекотки?

Какие у вас самые чувствительные места?

Кто вас чаще всего щекочет?

Кого чаще всего щекочите вы?

(Алина) Спасибо за вопрос!☺️

О-о-о, про меня говорят, что я маленькая бояка щекотки, но так и есть.😳

Мои самые чувствительные места - это бока и живот, точнее нижняя часть живота.😬

Ну, чаще всего меня щекочут Фредди, Воспитатель и Рокси, изредка Ванесса и Чика, а Монти этим почти никогда не пользуется.😀

А если вы хотите точно узнать кого одного я чаще всего щекочу, то это вам к Фредди, но Ванесса тоже в этом причастна. 🤫

Ну, я ответила на вопросы.😀

Увидимся, котики мои! ❤️❤️❤️

(Фредди)Ну, давайте я попробую ответить на ваши вопросы.🙂

Вы же знаете, то что мы аниматроники, но мы тоже можем чувствовать прикосновения других, в том числе и боятся щекотки. Ну, а я один из них.🙂

Моё самое чувствительное место-это подмышки. 🙂

О-о-о, я для Алины как друг и отец, и поэтому, не слишком часто, но могу ��ё пощекотать, а она в атакует тем же, АТАКУЕТ, вы можете себе это представить? Кстати, у Ванессы есть кое-что по поводу этого, но чтобы это "кое-что" узнать, то это вам к ней надо.🤭

А из-за отношений чаще всего щекочу Чику и Рокси.🙂

Надеюсь я на всё ответил.🙂

До встречи, мои суперзвезды и суперзвёздочки.🧡🧡🧡

(Чика)Ну, я готова отвечать на ваши вопросы.☺️

По мне наверное и не скажешь, но я очень боюсь щекотки, но не смотря на это я больше люблю быть щекотуньей, но ничего против того чтобы меня щекотали я не имею, а смешить детей-это одно удовольствие.🙂

Мои клювик, рёбра и бёдра, самые чувствительные места.🙂

Из-за отношений чаще всего щекочут Фредди и Монти, а из-за дружбы Рокси, и вечно ещё дразнит "Тика-тика-тика, подружка~".🥺

А я щекочу, в ответ Рокси, а чтобы утешить, нашу малышку.😀

Что ж, ну вот я и ответила, всех люблю, пока-пока мои вкусняшки. 💖💖💖

(Рокси)

Вопросы? Слушаю!☺️ Эй!😠

Я как бы для щекотки слишком взрослая, но против этого для детей ничего не имею.☺️

Как многие наверное могут догадаться, мои самые чувствительные места - это уши и живот, но (скажу вам по секрету) не многие знают о моем щекотливом хвосте (Монти и Чика первые кто об этом узнали).🤫

Из-за отношений наверное Монти....... или Фредди.....или оба..... я ещё не решила, ну и Чика тоже.🤔

Если из-за отношений, то как вы уже поняли, Фредди и Монти. Из-за дружбы, Чику, щекотушка-хохотушка-веселушка, с ней никогда не бывает скучно. Ну, и конечно, мой волчонок, Алина.🥰

Ладно, в любом случае, я ответила на ваши вопросы, всех обняла мои красотульки, всем пока аррррр 💜💜💜

(Монти) Всем здорово, друзья мои! Есть вопросы? 😏

Оу, да тут так сразу и не скажешь, меня просто не часто щекочут, но некие подобные ощущения встречаются.🤔

Спина - на ней чаще всего ощущаю что-то подобное.😬

Ну, наверное Чика и Рокси, из-за отношений. 🤔

Блин, вообще-то Алина вам не правильно сказала, она мне напоминает мою сестру Дашу, и она также как и Алина вечно когда я её щекотал, она хохотала ай-да ну, но её больше нет.🥺

Но не будем о грустном!😀

И конечно как вам уже не один раз говорили девочки, я щекочу их из-за отношений чаще всего.🙂

Ну, вот я и ответил на ваши вопросы, и ваше любимое. 🙂

РОК-Н-РОЛ!!!!💚💚💚

(Солнышко) Привет, новые друзья. Конечно, я отвечу на ваши вопросы. Только если не будете нарушать правила.😄

О-о-о, я можно сказать и создан для того чтобы играть с детьми в щекотливого монстра и самому её бояться. 🙂

Вы многие можете угадать, что мои самые чувствительные места - это мои лучики и бока.☺️

Чаще всего меня щекочет Луна.🥺

А я щекочу его в ответ, ну и конечно же своего лучика, Алиночку.😀

Вот и ответы на вопросы.

Пока детишки!💛💛💛

(Луна) Ну, давайте свои вопросы.😏

Я её не почти не боюсь, но иногда такое бывает.🤔

Те же места, что и у Солнца, на вместо лучиков, моя шея.🙃

Конечно же Солнце.🙂

Ну, а я его в ответ, и конечно свою маленькую девочку-звёздочку.😘

Ну, и всем сладких снов~. 😌

Хи-хи-хи 💙💙💙

(Ванесса) Ну, давайте и я попробую напоследок ответить на вопросы.🙂

Если честно, то да.

Чаще всего ощущаю щекотку в боках, ногах и шее.

Алина, но я это сама заслуживаю в ответку, и иногда аниматроники, чтобы я кислой не ходила.

Как вы уже ни раз слышали, я щекочу Алину, ну если она не слушается.

Да, и вообще я чаще всего становлюсь свидетелем драк из-за щекотки, Алины и аниматроников.

Кстати, у меня сохранились почти все видео с этим.

Ну, и я была последней кто отвечала на вопросы.

До новых встреч, мои кексики🤍🤍🤍

[totally-not-a-tickle-blog]

Can you do like a fanfiction where hellPark Gregory is getting tickled by hellpark stan?

Of course!! Btw I saw the drawing requests, I'll try to do them as soon as possible!

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INFO Lee!Gregory (Hellpark) Ler!Stan (Hellpark)

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"Tickle the rudeness out"

After a long time of "war" between Craig's and Gregory's gang, it's finally over. No more killing, no more traumas. At least, not between them. This truce is a relieve to both of the groups, since ones don't want to die and others don't want to be bothered with that. The only ones who got either mad or sad was Pip, who would end up breaking it at some point. What happened to him wasn't Gregory's problem, the other one who almost refused to agree.

"Even Estella it's okay with it, why wouldn't you? Don't be such a pussy!"

It's what Damien said to him, to finally make him understand a deal it's a deal. Sadly, he couldn't do anything. If the king says, the others listen. It's simple.

After a few days, Tweek wanted to visit Craig, and since even Pip knows what he's able to do, somebody needed to take care of him. Of course… Gregory. Why not him? The perfect person to be a babysitter… …or not.

Either way, he agreed with it. He needed some distraction, and besides, Craig and his group weren't that bad. According to him: they're pathetic. Nothing more, nothing less.

"You know where his house is, right?"

Asked Gregory, while walking with Tweek.

"Of course! I was summoned there, y'know…"

The reason of the question was that… they obviously weren't going to Craig's house. Actually, this place was kinda familiar. A bad type of familiar.

"Then where the hell are we going."

His voice tone changed drastically, making the other scared a bit.

"W-Well, you see… his parents are in his house, and the things we need to talk about are, uh… personal."

"So you're going to make out infront of me. So elegant."

This conclusion made Tweek's face get red almost instantly.

"NONONONO! Of course not!! Actually, Craig said he would call a friend so you won't be alone!"

Silence. Obviously he's not that nice. There's something going on there.

"I already regret."

And finally, after all of this, they saw where they would stay. The worst option of them all. Stan's house.

"Tweek… I hate you so, so much."

He smirked awfully and knocked, waiting for someone to come. Not a minute later, the door open, with an evil laugh and incredibly annoying look coming from the house's owner.

"Hello."

"Oh, h-hi Stan-"

"Craig is in my room, you guys can enter."

And immediately gave them space to go, having himself a space in the couch.

Nobody was in the house, just them. While Craig and Tweek chatted in the bedroom, Gregory and Stan decided to stay in the living room. The only sound coming from there was the TV, because if it depended on them, the place would be completely quiet. They may not be trying to kill each other right now, but the hate still exists. Well, atleast in Gregory's side. But at some point, Stan got tired from doing nothing.

"Hey Greg-"

"DON'T."

Interrupted, showing the face of his palm.

"But I-"

"DON'T. TALK. TO ME."

Four words. Just four words and the boy with blue cap was already angry.

"Look man, I'm trying to start something here-"

"I still hate you, Stan Marsh. So DON'T talk to me."

His little 'fancy ass talking' made everything worse. He wanted to punch this blonde boy so much, but if he did, it would be like giving up on the truce. Besides, he would die for sure. So… what else?

"Gregory, I'll try one more time. And if you interrupt me again, I will…"

The demon was ready to do it.

"I…"

And slowly, the hand and his face were almost touching. This wasn't just increasing the anger, but also making him nervous.

"…I'll tickle this fucking rudeness out of you!"

"You'll what?"

Stan didn't even think of what he would say, but in the end, it seemed to be a good idea.

"Y-Yeah! You heard me, little prince."

"This is ridiculous. Really fits you."

"I wouldn't be so tough if I were you."

This phrase got Greg's attention.

"Was this a threat?"

Stan approached, with an evil smile in their face.

"Maybe."

That face. That damn face. He was so confident, so sure of himself, so... irritating.

"You little shit..."

And just right after, his arm couldn't move anymore, and a tingly sensation past through his body.

"BbbAHA-"

"Little what?"

"yOHOHOU- BAHAHAHaaHA-"

And in matter of seconds, Stan's body was above, preventing him from running away or defend himself properly.

"GEHEHET OFF MEHEHIHI- HAHAHA!"

Even though it didn't tickled that much, Gregory always used to be exaggerated, a real drama queen. And not-so surprinsingly, the other knew it very well.

"Stop being so dramatic Greg's, this don't even tickles that much."

"YOHOU DON'T KNOHO- HIYAAAA"

Just a little tickling in the armpits made them scream like a little girl. A shame for the one being tickled, and pure comedy for the tickler.

"PFFft, what type of scream is that?"

"SHHH- HAHAHA SHUUHU- FUHUHCK! IHIHI KIHIHILL Y... HEHEHEHE!"

"No no Gregory, no using your powers on humans, remember? You must obey the rules~"

His hands kept switching positions between his armpits, ribs and sides, so this made things a little worse. 'Should I protect my sides? But what if he tickles my ribs instead?' These thoughts came all in one, so in the end he couldn't avoid anything. He became a giggly and squirmy mess.

"OHOHOTHER PFFHAHAHA"

"Huh? Other? Like... another place? 'Kay. If you say so."

"NOHOHOHO"

Stan stopped a bit just to take a look at his ticklish spots. This was the perfect opportunity to knock him out and just run, and Gregory obviously knew that. He prepared his punch, got up, and when was finally about to free himself... felt a hug.

"What the..."

This is weird. Definitely weird.

"Let me fucking go you miserable rat!"

The black haired guy smirked.

"Still not out, I see."

And slowly got the fingers into his back, moving them in a silly way.

"pffttTHAHAHATA FUHUHUCK"

The demon was strong, even without his powers he could find a way to find a way to get out, but the ticklishness was just... stronger. His arms and legs got weak.

"Say sorry and this is over, man. Pretty easy, isn't it?"

"AHAHAHA SHIHIHITTT HIHIHEHEHE-"

One or two minutes passed and even Marsh didn't understood why he didn't said anything yet. Gregory may be arrogant, but when it's something they don't like, he give up. Stan thought that maybe it was a spot too 'dangerous', but even when Greg was just giggly, didn't said a thing.

The tickling continued for a while, until Stan stopped suddenly.

"Hahahah... hah... uh... huh?"

...silence. An awful silence.

Gregory stared with a confusing expression, like someone who wanted it to continue. But then, he finally remembered: That's Stan Marsh.

"D-Don't touch me anymore!"

With the space given, the boy got up and walked away, with a shy yet surprising face. 'He didn't realized it.', thought. It was a relieve.

"That's it! I'm calling Estella to take care of Tweek and I'll-"

"...you seemed happy."

'...shit.'

He noticed. He noticed that Gregory was actually having fun.

"E-Excuse me?! This was pure sexual harassment! How DARE you say something..."

A teasy smile grew in Stan's face. He crossed his arms, and did an EXTREMELY visible eye contact.

"C'mon. Confess."

These seconds staring at each other seemed like hours for the one who got tickled just a moment ago. Yes, Stan was right. Completely right. But, if the tickler wasn't him... everything would be easier. Would be better.

"I..."

"Hi."

And finally, after all this time, Craig and Tweek came back. Didn't came when Greg was screaming and laughing, but came now. Better now than never.

"Finally! Tweek, let's go RIGHT. NOW."

Said Gregory, pulling the other by his arm with a little delicacy so he wouldn't hurt him.

"Wha- What happened? And what was all these noises down here? Did he hurt you?"

The same with a red and angry face opened the door and left, leaving in quick steps.

"Nothing, you don't need to know and no, now let's go."

"Bye-bye."

Craig waved slowly, seeing the both of them leaving in a rush. He closed the door and made company to Stan in the couch, changing the TV channel to something more interesting.

"Hey Craig."

"Huh?"

"What's that thing that you and Tweek talked about? Like, to the point you needed to come to my house."

"Oh."

Craig lay down on where he was, with a little smile and bored face.

"Nothing that matters. I just wanted that bastard to suffer in your hands."

Stan cracked a little.

"Then you failed."

[marthammasters]

May yr new year have more malpractice and homoeroticism than ever 🍾🫂

[wolvesandvoices]

i'm watching house md. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT. this motherfucker DITCHES HIS WIFE to eat chinese food with his BEST FRIEND and we get a MONTAGE OF THEM LAUGHING and they AREN'T GAY???

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

*Tylers reaction sums it up

[eldestsiblingsyndrome]

what path is mine? : on tula, viola, and sisterhood

burrow's end ep. 3 // unknown // andrea gibson // sophocles // phillipa gregory

[trashyswitch]

Co-Parenting Human Kids

Bonnie and Freddy co-parent two kids together. Freddy parents Gregory, and Bonnie parents Rose. Together they play hiding games, tickling games, and even soccer games! And Rose knows a thing or two about soccer...

Part 2 to The Two Glamrock Kids. Link

This fanfic is for @UndertaleSansLuv3 on AO3. I hope you enjoy the sequel!

3...

Freddy and Bonnie were currently playing a game of hide and seek with the kids. The kids, Gregory and Rose, were supposed to be hiding somewhere while the seekers (Freddy and Bonnie) were looking for them. 

“Are they in your bowling alley, Bun?” Freddy asked, speaking to each other through their cell phone system. 

“Nope. The place is completely empty, Ted.” Bonnie replied as he left the bowling alley. 

Freddy headed to the Fazer blast maze next, but found that the maze was completely empty. None of the two kids were in there. He headed to the Fazbear Theater next, hoping to see if the kids were hiding in the darkness of the theater. But he couldn’t hear any shuffling or giggling coming from any children in the theater. So, he left that spot and looked around the area. “Fazer Blast and Fazbear theater are empty.” Freddy said. 

“Hey Ted, what about Gator Golf?” Bonnie asked. 

Freddy shook his head. “I didn’t check yet, Bun.” Freddy admitted. 

“Okay. Can you go check it for me?” Bonnie asked. “I’ll check the fazcade and ask DJ. Okay Ted?” Bonnie replied. 

“Okay, Bun.” Freddy replied as he ended the call. 

Freddy headed to the right, towards the Monty’s Gator Golf area. He walked up to the entrance and headed in. Walking around the green area, Freddy looked around at the putting levels as well as the concession stands and the tree-house. And to Freddy’s surprise, the kids were not in the tree-house! Looking around for a little longer, Freddy scanned the room with his x-ray vision before confirming that the kids were not in the Monty Golf area. 

“The kids are not in Gator Golf, Bun.” Freddy said into the speaker. 

“Hear you loud and clear, ted.” Bonnie joked. 

Freddy walked out of the Gator Golf, and over to the escalator. “I’ll check Floor 2, you check Floor 3, Bun.” Freddy told him. 

“Got it, Ted.” he replied. 

Freddy reached the top of the escalator and hopped off. He walked around a bit, and headed to the Roxy Raceway first. Knowing the place was under construction, Freddy knew he couldn’t go into Roxy’s Raceway. So, he checked the room with his x-ray vision. And…the kids were not in there. So, Freddy turned around. “Roxy Raceway is empty, Bun.” Freddy said. 

“Well, I’d hope so, Ted! It’s under construction!” Bonnie added. 

“Still…you  know the kids, Bon…they usually find a way to get in places they don’t belong.” Freddy told him. 

Bonnie chuckled into the speaker. “Yup…I do, Ted.” He replied. “What about the bakery? I hear stories of kids not being able to resist a cupcake or two.” Bonnie asked. 

“Hmmm…I’ll check.” Freddy said as he turned to look at the large Chica-themed bakery. He walked to the bakery with a smirk. His little audio speakers were already starting to hear the sound of little giggles coming from the bakery. Perhaps that’s them? 

Freddy walked into the bakery door, where he found the still and unresponsive cupcake machine. He found no cupcakes on the conveyor belt, or anything else around the machine for that matter. But still, he could hear the soft little giggles of a girl. He walked closer to the pole, and looked on the other side of it. 

No one…But he could still hear some of those giggles! He looked down, and- 

“There you are-” Freddy declared before gasping and freezing. “And Gregory too!?” Freddy reacted as he picked the two kids up under their arms. “Why are you both hiding together?!” Freddy asked. 

Rose laughed and kicked her feet. “Ihihi tohohold yohou ihit would be a bad idea!” She reacted. 

“Ihihi dohohohon’t wahanna hehehear it, Rohohose.” Gregory giggled back. 

“Wowzers! I haven’t even touched you two, and you’re already laughing!” Freddy let out a laugh. “You’re like a pair of tickle-me-Elmo’s!” Freddy teased. 

“AHAHAM NOHOT!” Gregory yelled. 

“Now now, inside voice.” He reminded them. “Hey Bun! I found the kids! Come to the cupcake shoppe!” Freddy said. 

“Aww man, I was certain they would be at El Chips.” Rose heard from her father, which came from Freddy’s speaker. “Well, you thought wrong, Bun.” Freddy teased. 

“On my way, Ted.” Bonnie replied. 

“Tehed?” Gregory asked. 

“Buhuhun?! Whahat are those?!” Rose asked. 

“Why, they’re code names! Freddy and Bonnie sounded too long for this type of game!” Freddy said. “So we had to make code names for each other.” He added. “Ted is short for teddy, and Bun is short for bunny.” Freddy explained. 

“Ted suhuhuits yohou!” Rose admitted. “Oh Rose…” Freddy started tickling Rose’s belly first. “Flattery will get you nowhere.” Freddy told her before tickling Gregory’s belly as well. “You two have been caught by the evil tickle monster! Feel my fury! RAAWRR!” Freddy teased, wiggling 4 fingers each on both Gregory and Rose’s bellies. 

Gregory squealed and started laughing right away, kicking his feet like an aggressive swimmer out of water. “BAHAHAhahaha! Wahahahait nohohohoho!” Gregory laughed. 

Freddy chuckled. “You’re ticklish little superstars, aren’t you?” Freddy asked with a smirk. Seeing Gregory all giddy and playful will always make him feel happy. Gosh, even just seeing Gregory’s dimples puff out his cheeks, gave Freddy an artificial warm feeling in his chest. 

“FREHEHEHEDDY PLEHEHEHEASE!” Rose begged. “IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHO MUHUHUCH!” She begged. 

“Do you need me to stop?” Freddy asked. 

“NOHOHO, BUHUHUT-” Rose replied.

“Then I will continue tickling, as per your request!” Freddy replied before he moved an index finger up to her little belly button. “And what about here? Are you ticklish here?” He asked before poking inside her belly button. Rose gasped as her smile grew almost abnormally wide. Gregory couldn’t help but glance over at Rose in time to see her smile. And it was HUGE! He almost began to worry that she could split her face open if her smile grew even a millimeter more! 

And just as fast as her lips grew into that toothy smile, her laughter leaped out of her mouth with pure glee and giddiness. Her wiggles started up right around the same time too, making her move around in a more blurry fashion. Eventually, she threw her head back and started cackling in a whimsical way. It almost felt like flashes of electricity were being moved through her as she tried to wiggle every squirmy feeling out of her body. It was exhilarating! 

Gregory seemed to be laughing quite a bit softer than Rose right now. It seemed like Freddy wasn’t tickling Gregory all that much due to focusing more on Rose than Gregory at this moment. And honestly, Gregory didn’t mind the break. Plus, Gregory rather enjoyed watching Rose throw herself around and laugh heartily in his father figure’s arms. It was amusing and honestly…kinda cute. Not that he would ever admit that, of course. He quickly began to ignore his thoughts and began hoping and praying that Freddy couldn’t read his mind. 

“Alright, break time for Rose.” Someone said to Freddy. Freddy looked up and smiled brightly when he saw who it was: It was Bonnie. “My turn to tickle the wiggle worm.” Bonnie told Freddy. 

Freddy put Rose down with a smile. “Of course!” He replied. Then, Freddy turned to his surrogate son. “And as for YOU, Gregory~” Freddy wiggled his now-free left hand at the wiggly victim within his right arm. Freddy made sure to smirk at Gregory from just above him, to both tease him and intimidate him all at once. And already, it looked like it was working on the boy. “Your doom is starting in 3…” 

Gregory gasped and quickly started to blush. No! NO! NOT THE COUNTING! PLEASE! 

Freddy brought his wiggling fingers closer to Gregory. “2…” 

Gregory squeaked and wiggled somewhat roughly as he watched the giant, orange fingers get closer and closer to his much-too-sensitive skin. Oh no…Here it comes!

Freddy moved his index nail closer to Gregory’s belly button. “1…” 

Gregory started letting out nervous, helpless giggles as he visibly noticed just how close Freddy had gotten to his poor, vulnerable belly button. And with how he was being held, Gregory couldn’t bring his whole arm down to cover it up! So he would have to take it like a man when the finger touches down! 

Freddy very lightly touched the skin surrounding the belly button, and swirled his little nail around it very teasily. “Aaaaand…” 

Gregory started letting out short spurts of giggles as he felt every little touch…every little scratch…every single poke of the animatronic’s nails around his belly button. 

Freddy touched down with all 4 of his fingers. “GO!” He declared, skittering rapidly. 

Gregory let out a sharp squeaky giggle before erupting into high-pitched, hysterical laughter. “HEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHA! FREHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Gregory couldn’t even speak, he was laughing so hard! And the boy could only occasionally breathe in full breathes when Freddy would let him. Though for some reason, the breathing thing was made bearable thanks to Freddy ability to know exactly when Gregory needed more oxygen. How in the world does Freddy know what he needs that well?! Does he read his body with his x-ray vision, or what?! It made no sense!

“Goodness! What a laugh!” Bonnie teased. 

“Is that an insult?” Freddy asked Bonnie with a smirk. 

“What?! No! That was a compliment. I love it.” Bonnie replied. “That was a compliment, right?” Bonnie asked Rose, who was currently being tickled on her open armpit by Bonnie. “YEHEHES! IHIHIT’S AHA COHOMPLIMEHEHEHENT!” Rose replied as best she could. 

“Okay, good. I was going to say…” Freddy added, looking at Rose and Bonnie. 

When Freddy stopped his fingers temporarily, Gregory managed to take in a large breath through his heavy laughter. “THIHIHIS… *huff, huff* Thihihis ihihihihis sohohOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEAN!” Gregory managed to get out right as Freddy’s fingers started up again. 

Freddy couldn’t help but laugh. “Ohoho, I know. But are you having fun?” Freddy asked as he read Gregory’s feelings with his eyes. 

[Anxiety level: 30%] 

[Happiness level: 70%] 

“YEHEHEHEHEAH, IHIHIHI AHAHAHAHAHAM.” Gregory replied as best he could considering the situation. 

“Wonderful! I knew you liked it!” Freddy declared, unintentionally teasing them. 

“IHIHIHI DOHOHON’T. IHIHI TOHOLERAHAHATE IHIHIT!” Gregory told him. 

“Oh my gosh…” Rose muttered. “Are you seriously trying to lie to cover it up?!” Rose asked him. 

“NOHOHO! IHIHIHI SWEHEHEHEHEAR!” Gregory begged. 

Rose gasped. “NO! No swearing!” She ordered. “Bad Gregory.” She added, poking his nose for extra effect. 

“Swearing?!” Freddy gasped. “You just earned yourself more tickles from the tickle monster~!” Freddy teased as he moved his fingers to the boy’s sides. 

Gregory squeaked as Freddy’s fingers moved down to his hips. Gregory threw his head back and guffawed, cackling almost right after. “BAAHAHAHAHA!” Gregory laughed. 

“Oooooh! Sweet spot?” Freddy asked. “Isn’t there an old retro song about hips?” Freddy asked Bonnie. 

“I think so…” Bonnie thought for a moment, having stopped tickling Rose a couple minutes earlier.

“Cahaha…Cahan’t you look it up?” Rose asked, looking at Bonnie. “I could, but that wouldn’t be as fun.” Bonnie replied. 

Freddy stopped tickling Gregory’s hips for a moment. “Yeah. It was by that singer and dancer from the 2010’s.” Freddy added. 

Rose hummed. “Starts with a S-h, I think. I think my Mom made me listen to them, because she made theme songs for the Fifa World Cup.” Rose explained. 

“Oh! I know, I know!” Gregory yelled. “Shania Twain!” Gregory guessed. 

Bonnie looked up the name, and played the first song that showed up on his audioplayer.  🎵Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy, forget I'm a lady

Men's shirts, short skirts, Oh, oh, oh-🎵

“No…Not that one.” Rose replied. 

“Awww…” Gregory muttered. 

Bonnie stopped playing it and thought for a moment. 

Freddy widened his eyes and started to play the song on the audioplayer. 

🎵-'cause this is Africa

Tsamina mina, eh, eh

Waka waka, eh, eh

Tsamina mina zangalewa-🎵

Rose clapped her hands together. “That one!” Rose replied. “Who’s it by?” She asked. 

“Shakira.” Freddy replied. 

“SHAKIRA! Right!” Rose reacted. “That song was for the fifa world cup in 2010! It took place in Africa!” She added. “She also made that other song in 2014, which was good too.” Rose added. 

Freddy read the webpage. “It looks like the 2014 song was called “La La La”.” Freddy read. “But the official song was ‘We Are One (Ole Ola)’ by Pitbull.” Freddy said. 

“Right! Okay.” Rose replied. 

Gregory looked at Rose. “How did you know all that?” Gregory asked. 

Rose giggled. “My mom is a HUGE soccer fan.” She told him. “She always made sure I watched the old live streams of the world cup concerts with her, because ‘this was an important moment in history’.” She explained. “And it turns out…she wasn’t wrong.” Rose added with a smile. 

Gregory nodded his head as he listened. “What was your favorite team?” Gregory asked. Rose laughed. “What do you mean?” Rose asked, tilting her head. Gregory blinked. “Uhh…Soccer teams. For example, my favorite team is the Columbus Crew.” Gregory admitted. 

Rose laughed even harder. “Yohohou have no clue, do you?” Rose teased. 

Gregory tilted his head. “...What?” 

Rose looked at Gregory. “It’s the Fifa World Cup. That means the teams are put together to represent the countries.” Rose explained. “For example, there’s Team America, Team Canada, Team France, Team Brazil…” She further explained. 

“Oooooh…” Gregory muttered, shaking his head and slapping his own forehead with his palm. He felt really stupid. “Sorry…” He said. 

“It’s okay.” Rose replied. “You didn’t know.” 

Gregory bit his lip. “And who won?” Gregory asked. 

“Spain ended up winning in 2010.” Rose told him. 

“And Germany won in 2014.” Bonnie added. 

“Okay.” Gregory replied. 

Rose looked around the room. “I miss playing soccer sometimes…” Rose admitted. 

Gregory looked at Rose. “Really?”

Rose nodded her head. “Yeah.” She replied. 

Gregory thought for a moment, and looked around the pizzeria. He started to walk around the baking machinery. “Follow me.” Gregory told Rose, offering her his hand. 

Rose did as he told, and followed him out of the bakery. They walked around the pizzeria a bit before moving to an open area with tons of space. “Why don’t we play soccer?” Gregory asked. 

Rose tilted her head. “One on one? Or two on two?” She asked with a smirk. 

Gregory shrugged his shoulders as he pulled off his socks. “Depends if they can kick a sock ball around.” Gregory said as he rolled his socks into a ball. 

Rose smiled and took off her own shoes. “The shoes can be the net creases.” She said, lining her shoes up. 

Gregory nodded as he placed his own shoes on the other side of the playing ‘field’. Then, he walked up to Rose. “Put your socks on mine.” Gregory told her. 

Rose laughed and shook her head. “Eww! Gross!” She reacted. 

“If you put your socks on top of mine, then it’ll look bigger.” Gregory told her. 

Rose looked at the socks nervously. Does she ignore him and keep the soccer ball tiny? Or…does she risk her socks getting a little bit smelly so they can have a slightly bigger makeshift soccer ball? 

Rose finally smiled and removed her socks, before offering the boy her hand. “Sock-er ball, please.” Rose told him. 

Gregory laughed and handed the sock ball to her. With the sock ball in her hand, Rose wrapped her left sock around the ball and tucked it in. With that done, Rose wrapped her right sock around the ball next, making sure to cover the end hole of the left sock up with the toe-end of the right sock. With the sock hole open, she folded it in and wrapped a pony elastic around the ball. “And presto! A sock-er ball~” She declared. 

The sock-er ball was roughly the size of a white and red baseball now. And it was just big enough to be kicked around. “Ready to play?” Gregory asked. 

Rose nodded her head as she dropped it to the ground. “Play ball!” She declared, starting to kick it around. Gregory started trying to get it from her so he could kick it around too. But almost immediately,  Rose’s soccer skills became obvious. She was really good. But, Gregory was fast and strategic. So, he began to wonder if his soccer skills would be a good challenge for her. 

Only one way to find out! START!

[freckleslikestars]

Everything we planted was a lie?

Abbott Elementary | 2.12 Fight

[tkle-parkie]

Tickle Therapy! (Gregstophe tickle fic)

Ler!Christophe

Lee!Gregory

This isn’t nsfw! Strictly sfw and for comforting, I don’t do nsfw tickles because it makes me uncomfortable. Please understand that.

It was 1 AM in a Motel cabin, two boys decided to stop by to rest while on a roadtrip to register a room… Though one of them notices the other isn’t sleeping very well...

A brunette boy named Christophe creaked the door wide open, laying his eyes on a blonde boy, wearing his long sleeved jammies laying on his stomach, facing on the end to where his arms were dangling off the side. 

“Bonjour, Gregory.” Christophe spoke to him, revealing the blonde boy is named Gregory. 

“Oh, g’day.” Gregory greeted him back, lowering his head back onto the bed to stare into the screen of the TV, which was the only light source that lit up both of their silhouettes in the room. Gregory did show that he was visibly happy to see Christophe, giving a welcoming smirk and a wave with his hand. But he also looked tired, clearly not interested in whatever is on and only lost in his thoughts.

The French man decided to join his boyfriend by sitting on the edge of the soft mattress. Feeling comforted by how quiet and relaxing it was in the room, after a bit of a long day of driving on the road, for days on end, taking his time to relax. 

To cut off the awkward silence between him and Gregory, he spoke up “ Is zere anything interesting on?” He spoke along with a very thick French accent, eyeing his attention back to him

“No, sadly…” Gregory let out a heavy sigh, showing signs that he wasn’t acting normally today. It slightly worried Christophe when noticing this, deciding to say something about it to comfort the blonde. “Are you okay?” The question caught the Brit’s attention,

Looking back up at him, his blue eyes making eye contact with Christophe’s. 

“Hm? Oh, yeah. Today felt incredibly boring, though.” He admits, crossing his arms to rest his chin onto them. Today did feel boring, for Gregory at least, he was inside in a car most of the time not having any enthusiasm like he usually does. Normally he would be a ball of energy, always planning out things and making up new ways to bring up conversation but today felt understimulating for Gregory. Which left him irritated and only leaving him in his thoughts to find any hints of entertainment. 

Christophe wanted to shrug it off, hoping that Gregory would figure out what to do himself. But the thought of wanting to help entertain his boyfriend kept coming back to him. Helping give the stimulation he needed, to be happy and full of energy again. Christophe doesn't usually care for other people's feelings, but he cared for Gregory a lot. 

He eyed Gregory’s position, specifically looking at his back since Gregory was laying on his stomach. This gave him an idea, a malicious one in fact, the idea made Christophe give a big grin across his face. His eyes filled with playful mischief,

Gregory, however, noticed this. Raising an eyebrow at his expression “What’s with the stare?” he questioned, making Christophe immediately try to hide his smile with the palm of his hand, not realising he was smiling. 

“Oh, uhm, eez nothin’, just…” He couldn’t help but hold back his grin as he raised his hands away from his face, quickly placing his hand on Gregory’s back, trying to seem innocent enough. Slowly  at first crawling across, soon spidering his hands to pick up the speed. Making the blonde jerk his head up in shock, immediately trying to lean away. 

“Hey! What's that for?” Gregory instantly protested against what Christophe was doing, looking up at his green eyes, which he was smiling still letting his eyelids soften to give a smug look. 

“What? You ticklish?” The brunette’s question almost caught Gregory off guard, watching him shuffle closer. Before a few seconds of silence after digesting the question, Gregory tried to look unfazed 

"Wha–? no, no I'm not." Gregory narrowed his eyes, trying to deny the question, his cheeks flared red in embarrassment.

The brunette smiled wider, knowing just by Gregory’s expression he suspected he was lying. Besides, everyone has a tickle spot, and Christophe was determined to prove Gregory wrong. 

Christophe took advantage of Gregory’s position, moving himself to straddle on his back, his hands crawling on Gregory’s side, slowly but enough for the blonde start to giggle

“You suuuure?” Christophe continued to scoot next to his boyfriend, trailing his finger tips onto his back.

“Noo I’m not!” Gregory replied instantly, his body jerked upwards, his tone was annoyed but he somewhat enjoyed his playful side of Christophe, it was rare he was ever like this, it was always fun to see it, but the downside is falling for his mischievous tricks. Such as the situation he's in currently as an example.

“Waait! N-AHAH!” Gregory arched his back in response, kicking his feet up and down almost instantly and let out a high pitched squeak

“You liar!” Christophe laughs, taking action to further prove Gregory wrong, spidering his finger tips under Gregory’s ribcage, making the blonde boy squirm underneath him. Gregory immediately tried to lift himself off from his laying position to hopefully push off from his back, clinging onto the side of the bed as his laughs escaped from his throat, having no control over his giggles. 

“NOOHOOHAHA NOT THEREAHA! CHRISTOPHE!” The Brit pleaded knowing his sides were the worst part for him, having no control over his laughter, becoming unsuccessful to toss Christophe off. He was pleased at his attempt to try to push him away, taking that opportunity to reach up to Gregory’s armpits, trailing circles with his hands making his loved one let out a squeal, a very loud one at that, knowing that spot specifically is very ticklish.

This startled Christophe at first, pausing his actions, he knew Gregory since forever, and yet this noise was something he never heard from him! Lowly laughing at how funny it sounds, having such an adorable squeal coming from someone who couldn’t even shove him off.

“Ha, I ‘ever heard you make zat noise,” He let out a nervous short chuckle, “You’re gonna get us kicked out if you’re gonna do zat.” Christophe states, genuinely hoping that it didn’t wake up anyone else at the Motel. Gregory’s face flustered red in embarrassment, not believing he even did that in the first place, being put in such an awkward position. 

Gregory hissed, somewhat annoyed that Christophe was getting his way, but yet he admits that it is making him feel much better from being so understimulated today. 

“T..That was your fault!” The blonde argues, hoping what just happened would make Christophe not go further, but was proven wrong as he was lifted off from his position. Now held one of Christophe’s arms, facing towards the French man.

“Don’t be like zat, I’m just doing my job, mon amour..” Christophe says lovingly, moving his hand to place back down onto Gregory, this time directly on his abdomen.

“What? Iz my sweetheart a wuss?” Christophe gave off a smug playful tone, wanting to purposely annoy Gregory affectionately, which worked perfectly as he watched his lover’s face scrunch up in embarrassment, too choked up at the fact that Christophe’s fingers were slowly tickling him. 

“You– eek-! Kehaha… hahahahHA-!” Soon accepting this and couldn’t help but giggle, fidgeting his legs as it got more intense, soon enough Christophe was tickling with both hands. 

“Iz at least making you feel better?” Striking down his hands all over around Gregory’s ribcage, listening him squeak and laugh, trying desperately to squirm out but to no avail, trying his damn hardest at this point, but to Christophe it felt like he wasn’t even trying, making it so easy to take advantage to tease him.

“Awww, look at you, I zhould have done this long ago!” He continues, watching him thrash around and punching his fists onto the bed forcefully,

“KEAHAHHA!! STOAHAA– FUCK YOU AHAHA!!” The now more weak, and even almost crying of joy, blonde was swearing at his attacker, which amused Christophe more, brushing it off easily and trailing his hands all over his stomach and sides. 

Though, he knew this wouldn’t last for long as he noticed how drained Gregory was, tears rolling down his blushing red cheeks as he was almost wheezing out his laughs completely winded. But he was satisfied enough with his state, slowly pulling away his fingers. Gregory felt relieved, panting heavily and still smiling from cheek to cheek widely, attempting to recover from the burnette’s loving attack. 

“Alright, alright, mon petit squealer… You’re off ze hook ‘or now.” Before he lets go of the completely winded blonde, Christophe leans to give a small peck of a kiss on Gregory’s forehead. Pulling away to give him some air, Gregory now on his knees desperately trying to catch his breath from his chest feeling tight, but he got it eventually, still smirking no longer hiding the fact that he liked it. 

Christophe held his hand, caressing his palm with his thumb 

“How ‘bout now? Feel any better?” He smirks, feeling proud of himself. 

“... Yeah.” Gregory finally confessed, his face almost as red as a tomato, snuggling his body against him. Christophe nods, happy that he could help out his boyfriend, loving him dearly even if he was so full of himself during the whole thing just to play around with him. The two knew they were both tired, softly wrapping onto each other as the night’s ambience filled the room; it was warm and comforting, safe from whatever was worrying them. 

“..Thank you, by the way.” Gregory’s voice was soft and almost was as quiet as a whisper, resting his head onto his significant other, resting his arms beside him. 

Christophe replies with a small kiss on the shoulder, clenching his arms around him close.

“No problem, je vous aime..” He hazily said as his mind drifted off peacefully.

(My first fic I've posted on here! I'm not the best at writing since it's a side hobby, plus Idk how to properly type out Christophe's french accent onto paper lol I tried my best! I hope you all liked it ♥)

[radiant-fanon-maker]

Well, I got a Ler!Daycare Attendent and Lee!Gregory fic in the works! It'll be out it maybe two days?

But I wanted to get the main scenes planned out and I just drew the tickle parts. So I guess it's a little tease for what's gonna happen?

Sun: Awww you're so squishy!

S: And what does this button do? Ah yes. A tickle button. I bet you'd love some raspberries.

Gregory: GACK!

Moon: Coochie coochie coo

G: HA HA HA NOHO

[theessenceofbeautyy]

QUINTAAAAAAA

[lot-of-nothing]

idk if someone has done this or not.

note: thank you so much to @neverscreens for making available amazing screencaps that helped me make these memes. yall should 100% check out the screencaps they have made <3