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trashyswitch · 1 year

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The Ghost Under the Pizzaplex

Gregory goes down to the basement of the pizzaplex and finds an old Freddy animatronic. Not only that, but there seems to be a little girl's voice speaking from the animatronic. Who is she? And how long has she been down here for?

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous person. Don't worry, you weren't rambling. I actually loved your idea so much, I decided to make this story its own thing separate from the other series. I thoroughly hope you enjoy.

Gregory walked up to the basement pizzeria. Gregory had told Freddy about where he was going. And thankfully, his only response was ‘Please be careful’. Perhaps Freddy now trusts him to walk around on his own? Or perhaps Freddy was giving him the freedoms even if he wasn’t so sure about it himself. He really is like a father: protective for very good reasons, almost to the point of it being a fault.

Gregory closed the door behind him and looked around in the dark, dirty place. It was small…or rather, smaller than the Pizzaplex above the room. There were old party hats, old plates, tables knocked over with plastic striped tablecloths all askew, and chairs all over the place. The only bright colors that filled the room were the red cups thrown on the tables, the white squares on the checkered floor, and the red upper walls. But even those bright colors were masked by the darkness of the basement.

And I don’t just mean the lack of lighting…I’m also talking about the black splash marks all over the floors and walls. Though, it didn’t really look like ink or dirt. Upon closer inspection, it looked more like…burn marks. In fact, there was a slight smell of a mixture of things. At first, he could smell ash…then he could identify the burnt plastic smell. He could smell the slight after-smell of burnt cardboard, followed by the strong smell of burnt wood.

But as Gregory walked through the old pizzeria, Gregory brought his flashlight over to the back wall. And then, Gregory noticed something in the corner. Something black and yet, something bright enough to reflect off his flashlight and catch him in the corner of his eye. Gregory walked himself closer to the thing in the corner, curious as to what was catching his eye.

The closer he got to the black thing in the corner, the larger and larger it proved to be. As he finally stood in front of it, Gregory looked up at the large thing. It looked to be the size of a refrigerator! And…it looked like a robot. It was huge! And…it strangely looked like the shape of Freddy. But…more blocky. It was brown…or rusty gold? It was hard to tell. It looked filthy, and had the same burn marks on it as the floor had. Only…it looked like it had been burned about 5 times over.

He moved the flashlight over to the right, and noticed a large robot hand that weirdly resembled Freddy. Wait a sec…Freddy is an animatronic. This thing is shaped like Freddy…Is this an old animatronic? Gregory shook his head in denial. No. No, it couldn’t be��there’s no way!

…Right?

Gregory looked at the hand, and pulled out the animatronic, rusty hand. He felt the thumb, and gently wrapped his hand around the animatronic’s fingers. It was strange…it was almost gross, feeling the hand. It felt almost mossy…or furry. One of them.

“Who’s there?” a voice called.

Gregory widened his eyes and looked up at the head. The animatronic was now looking down at him, and there were white pupils staring right at him.

“Uh…Uuuuh…” Gregory mumbled, unsure how to react. “Hiiii…” Gregory finally said.

The head tilted, looking like it was trying to show how confused it was.

He let go of the hand and backed up a few steps. “I am so sorry. I didn’t know you were alive. I would hate to disturb you and-”

“Hush, little boy.” The voice told him. “Don’t worry about me. I’m worried about you.” the voice said. “How did you get here?” She asked.

Gregory looked towards the entrance area. “Th-The elevator leads right down here.” He told the animatronic while pointing to the entrance.

“I see…” The animatronic responded. Then, the robot head looked back down at its feet, and started to move its feet around. It lifted the right foot, moved it a couple inches in front, and placed the foot down. It lifted up the left foot, moved it a few inches past the left foot, and placed the foot down. A couple more steps later, and the animatronic was now standing back in front of Gregory. “Can you hear me?” She asked.

Gregory widened his eyes. “Y-Yes. I can…hear you loud and clear.” He replied.

“It’s me.” The voice said next.

“…I’m…sorry, I don’t recognize your voice.” Gregory admitted.

The animatronic moved its hand out from beside itself, and laid it out, opening the hand up in front of the boy. Gregory looked at the hand with his flashlight, before looking at his left hand. Did the animatronic want to shake his hand? Or…did it want something else?

“Light.” The voice said next.

Gregory widened his eyes and quickly put the flashlight into the robot’s hand. He then flipped it around so the LED light was facing Gregory himself. With the flashlight, the animatronic started to move its hand up a bit, to see Gregory in full circle of gamma rays. While the hand moved, Gregory could notice some screeching and squeaking sounds that told him the metal parts were super rusted and dry from the lack of oil over the years. This told Gregory that this animatronic could be decades old by now.

“You are new.” The voice said, looking at Gregory while the animatronic head tilted to the other side.

Gregory nodded. “I didn’t know there were more animatronics.” Gregory admitted.

The animatronic moved its hand a bit more, before dropping the flashlight onto the floor. Then, something crazy happened: a gust of wind blew by Gregory, while the animatronic lowered itself down like a limp rag. Then, a bright, translucent being revealed itself to the boy. The being was just bright enough to be seen without the need for a flashlight. “What is your name?” The being asked him.

Gregory gasped and covered his mouth. The translucent being…was a girl! A little girl! With long black hair and a yellow long-sleeved shirt. She was cute…she was pretty…but she was a ghost…which meant…

She was dead.

“My name is Cassidy.” The ghost told Gregory next. “I came to this place with excitement and glee…and lost my life not long after.” She told Gregory. “But that was long ago.” She told him. “What is your name, young boy?” She asked.

Gregory stared at Cassidy with wide eyes, and a pale, terrified face. “G-Gregory…” He mumbled. Then, he shook his head rapidly. “My name is Gregory.” He answered properly this time.

“Gregory…” The girl said. “I like that name. Your mommy chose a good name for you.” She said.

Gregory could’ve cried upon hearing that. His mom…he hasn’t…

“I was so lonely…I held onto the hope that someone would find me in this form, and bring me out of here.” Cassidy admitted. “But I never knew it would…take so long.” She said next. “I am lonely down here. I have no one else to talk to, but myself. My thoughts have traveled to the deepest depths in these last few decades…and the dust and debris of this place is making me mad. Mad like the Mad Hatter. Except even his mind would be healthier than mine.” She told Gregory.

Gregory nodded as he listened. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel a little less lonely?” Gregory asked. “At least for a little while?”

The girl looked at Gregory with sad eyes…before moving her lips into a small, bittersweet grin. “Have you experienced tickles?” She asked.

Gregory widened his eyes and nodded to her. “Yes! I have. I’m tickled all the time.” Gregory told her.

She floated closer to Gregory. “I used to fear being captured by the tickle monster. I feared losing control of my body and laughing in ways beyond my control.” She admitted.

“…Oh.” Gregory mumbled.

“And yet…As the years turned to decades, I began to grow fond of the memories me and my mother and father made. They would pick me up, carry me around and tickle me all over. They would put me on their shoulders and tickle my socked feet. They would wrap me in blankets like a large burrito and tickle my neck. They would even read me the story of Mr. Tickle and tickle me while they read the book to me.” She told Gregory. “I sometimes enjoyed it. But the older I got, the less I enjoyed it. But now…” Her face winced into an expression of pain and despair. “I would do anything to experience that feeling of laughter and love again.”

Gregory could feel his eyes starting to well up with tears. But he quickly squeezed his eyes shut to stop the tears from falling. He wiped his eyes clear of any leftover tears, and nodded his head. “I can do my best to give you that feeling again.” Gregory told him, deciding then and there, to channel his sadness into something more worthwhile.

“Okay. But I don’t know how to do that. I don’t know if you can tickle my ghost, or if you have to tickle the Freddy robot.” Cassidy mentioned.

Gregory hummed as he walked up to the ghost, and tried poking the ghost. But when he did, his hand just flowed through the translucent ghost form. His hand was poking out the other side of Cassidy’s body form. It was…definitely strange. And he assumed that the cold feeling he felt from his fingers to his lower arm would be caused by her ghost form itself. He wondered if the ghost had no feeling, but instead, had a temperature.

“I see…” she said. “That’s a shame.” She added.

“It really is. But that doesn’t mean it’s impossible.” Gregory mentioned. “At least, not yet.”

She nodded and watched Gregory head to the rusty old robot. As he placed his hand onto the animatronic hand, he visibly cringed as the dirt and ash just fell off the animatronic and onto his hand. He looked at Cassidy with an embarrassed smile.

“I apologize. My new form has not had a bath in over 30 years.” She admitted.

Gregory couldn’t help but laugh at her words as he rubbed his hand on his pants to get rid of the dirt. Then, he slipped his hand into the animatronic’s fingers and held the robot’s right palm.

Cassidy’s eyes widened as she looked at her right hand with shock. “I must be dreaming…this can’t be real!” She reacted, touching her right hand with her left. “I can feel…” she covered her mouth and welled up with tears. “I can feel your hand holding mine!” She reacted, unable to contain her cries of happiness.

“You can feel it?!” Gregory asked, before drawing a finger on the robot’s palm. “Can you feel this too?” He asked.

Her cries grew stronger as she nodded rapidly. “Yes! I can feel it! I can feel it!” She replied, sounding exactly like a child who had just been told they were going to Disney World.

Gregory smiled and removed his hand from the robot hand. “I’m glad.” He replied.

Cassidy quickly looked at Gregory with confusion and a smidge of disappointment. “W-why did you stop?” She asked.

Gregory chuckled. “Because I want to give tickling a try.” He admitted.

Cassidy nodded and put her hands together in front of her stomach. “Okay. I’m ready.” She said.

Gregory nodded and looked towards the robot. He started poking and gently scratching the right side first, to try it out.

Cassidy’s reaction was immediate: she squealed loudly and held her head as she leaned her head back and laughed. “HEHEHEHEHE! WAHAHAIT TOO MUHUHUCH!” She yelled.

Gregory gasped and stopped right away. “SORRY! Sorry!” He reacted.

Cassidy stopped laughing almost right away, and stared down at her own translucent body. Pecifically, her middle. “……Whoa…” was all she could say.

Gregory chuckled awkwardly. “I had no idea you were THAT ticklish. I just thought you were the normal amount of ticklish.” Gregory admitted.

“Ihi…I don’t remember being that ticklish either.” She admitted. “I guess…you have to be gentle.” She presumed.

“I guess so.” Gregory replied. “But I can do that.” He added. “I’ll make sure you have a good time. I don’t want to force you to take it if you hate it.” Gregory told her.

“I appreciate that, Gregory.” She replied.

He placed his hand onto the left side this time, tickling in a very gentle manner. He started with one-finger scratching. Then, he moved to slightly tickling the furry layer of the robot. Cassidy’s laughter came back in small spurts. She started off with fits of giggles, before lessening to occasional giggles. “Thahahat’s behehetter.” She told him.

He smiled and kept going. “Good! I’m glad.”

She just allowed herself to let out every giggle that entered her lungs. She covered her mouth withem her fingers quite lightly. Though this technically muffled her giggles quite a bit, she was still letting them out. And for that, she was proud.

“Hehehehe! Hehehe! Hehehe! Ohokahay, cahahan you tickle ahaha bihit haharder nohow?” She asked.

Gregory nodded his head and started to add a couple more fingers. “Sure thing!” He replied. He started skittering a small bit more, skittering 3 fingers on one side while scratching one finger on the other side.

Cassidy squealed and squeaked as she tried to process the newfound feeling of two spots being tickled at once. “Yeheheheah! Lihihihike thahahat! HAhahahahaha!” She reacted.

“Alright, I’ll keep it up. If you ever need a break, then just tell me to stop.” Gregory told her.

“Ohohokahahay. Ihihihi wihihihihill.” She replied.

It had been ages since she’s experienced such ticklish feelings with such strong instinctual reactions. It was overwhelming! But at the same time, it was also exhilarating! It was such a complicated mix of feelings for the girl to experience at the same time. But there was no doubt, it all felt great. The serotonin levels were slowly rising up thanks to Gregory’s actions, helping her loneliness and sadness fade away…at least for a little bit.

Gregory kept on tickling her for a little while longer. He was thoroughly enjoying tickling Cassidy like this, and felt really good helping her get better slowly. He couldn’t imagine being kept in the pizzeria for all those decades. He knew how lonely and quiet it would’ve been for all that time. So, he wanted to bring as much noise out of her as he could, without overwhelming her too much.

“Yohohou’re soho gohohohood at sehehelf-cohontrohohol!” She reacted.

“I…am?” Gregory asked.

“Yeheheheah!” She replied.

“But…I don’t feel like I’m trying too hard to stop myself.” Gregory admitted.

“Thehen yohou’re a naturahahal.” She replied.

“Thanks!” He replied.

After a little bit longer, Gregory slowed his fingers to a stop. He looked towards the ghost with a smile, and watched as her giggles lessened to a small smile. “Thank you, Greg. That helped a lot.” She told him.

Gregory smiled. “You’re welcome! I’m so glad I could provide a break from the quiet.” Gregory told her.

“And a break from my thoughts. That is the best blessing I’ve received by meeting you.” She said next.

“Good to know.” Gregory replied.

“So…” She looked around, and slowly started to look down with ever growing sadness. “I guess you have to leave now?” She asked.

Gregory’s smile fell. “What? No no, I don’t need to leave yet.” He told her. “If anything, I wanna stay for a while longer.” Gregory added.

She widened her eyes. “R-Really?” She asked, not fully believing him yet.

“Really! I have quite a few hours till I have to go, actually.” Gregory admitted.

She stared at Gregory with a big, growing smile on her face. “That’s great!” She reacted. “Can we keep going, then?” She asked next.

“Keep going? With the tickle session?” Gregory asked.

“No no. I wanna cuddle.” She said almost like she was demanding it.

Gregory couldn’t help the little smile that grew onto his face. Her demand made her sound like a toddler demanding another cookie…and it was kinda funny.

“Sure. I’ll cuddle you for a while. But only if you say the magic word.” Gregory replied.

She chuckled and looked down. “Please.” She said.

Gregory giggled and leaned in a little bit. “Please…what?” He asked.

“Please…cuddle me?” She asked. “Sorry-” She cleared her throat. “Can you please cuddle me?” She asked properly.

Gregory smiled brightly and started to climb up the Freddy animatronic.

“Wait:” Cassidy said quickly. She possessed the golden Freddy animatronic and made the animatronic move. “Hold on, Gregory.” She said. She made the robot sit down and stretched out the animatronic’s legs. “Now you don’t need to climb the dirty animatronic.” She told him.

Gregory giggled as he wrapped his arms around the middle of the animatronic as best he could. “That’s true.” He said. “I can easily save my feet from getting dirty, and get the rest of my body all dirty instead.” He declared.

Cassidy bursted out laughing, and kept on laughing for a good few minutes! And Gregory just soaked in that little girl’s laughter as much as he possibly could. He only knew this ghost child for 30 minutes to an hour, and he already felt like he wanted to die for her…

Though technically, he knew that’s not how saving ghosts really works…

#touch starved #emotional hurt/comfort #eventual fluff #ticklefic #ler!gregory #lee!cassidy #believe it or not #this is a separate story from the first cass & greg fics #ghosts #insanity

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scrumptioussweetsfire · 9 months

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You are our most beloved-ticklish baby!

Okay-okay, doing!

I was new to the animatronic family, and I didn't know how to join the team, since there was already a child in the family.

But this is not about that!

I came home from a walk upset because I was called names on the street by local hooligans.

"What's that broom on your head? And not the hair?"

"What kind of beggar? She user cheap perfume."

"Why are you always wearing the same clothers? Are your parents beggars or something?"

And once again returning from a walk, animatronics and Gregory surrounded me.

"What's wrong with you, superstar?"-Freddy asked me.

"None of your business!😭"-I muttered.

"Well, tell me, what happend?"-Chica insisted.

"😭The hooligans called me a beggar again!"-crying, but still able to speak, I replied.

"Ty, I found a reason to cry."-said Roxy, coming up to me-"Bunny, we have told you many times that you are much better that what they tell you."

"Most of all, you're still our best daughter."-almost purring said Monty.

"And also, you are the best big sister!"-Gregory expressed hugging me.

"Are you sure?"-I asked everyone with great hope in my eyes.

"Of course!!"-they all told me in unison.

I just looked at them with tear-stained eyes, but with a sincere smile.

And then, I received an offer from Roxy:

"And now: will you let us cheer you up?"

"Um...okaaay?"-I drawled.

"That's great!"-they all said in unison again.

After that, Roxy picked me to our playroom.

"What should we do?"-Roxy asked us all, tickling my cheek.

"I don't know!"-I giggled.

And then everyone fell silent.

"Oh, does it look like someone is ticklish here?~"-Chica asked softly.

My face immediately flushed to such an extent that any ripe tomato would envy.

"It looks like yes.~"-said Monty.

Oh no.

And everyone sat down in their own position.

Roxy both held me in her arms and held me, did not let go, and began to tickle my tummy.

Chica clung to myvlittle neck.

Monty was somewhere to Roxy's left.

And Freddy and Gregory were just sitting somewhere next to us, and grinning shellowly.

At first I wanted to hold my breath so as not to laugh, but it didn't work out. And my sonorous, chilish laughter filled the entire playroom.

Not only that, but everyone began to giggle a little teasingly.

"Kitchy-kitchy-kitchy-ku, baby~"-Roxy teased me.

"Nohohooh!"-I tried to say something to them though laughter.

"Oh, yes-yes~"-Chica grinned.

"AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHA, let me go!"-I begged them.

"Well, we've just started!"-Chica said resentfully.

And here, another factor. Gregory somehow climbed into Roxanne's arms, and dug into my armpits.

"Grehehegory, what are you dohoh?-I asked the grinning boy.

"Tika-tika-tika, sister~"-Gregory teased.

"What, HAHHHAHAHAHAHHHHAHHA!"-I laughed sharply when I felt someone tickling my legs.

And guess who it was....

That's right, Monty. And from my almost instant reaction, he giggled and began to specifically scold!

"And I didn't think thatour girl had ticklish legs~."

All this went on for 7 minutes, after which they stopped tickling me.

"Damn it, that was fun!"-Gregory almost shouted-"But are you feeling better, little sister?"-boy asked me.

"Yeah...thank you very much, I feel much better."-I replied to them, but the ghostly tickle on my body still remained.

"No problem, superstar."-Freddy replied.

"No problem, baby!"-the girls said in unison.

"No problem, Angelina."-concluded Monty snd Gregory.

And then a phrase sounded from everyone, whitch really warmed my little heart to me.

"We love you very much, Angelina."

"And I love you very much too."-I answered them.

After that, I fell asleep in Roxsnne's arms.

"Sweetdreams, baby."-Roxy whispered in my ear.

Next, each of the animatronics kissed me on the forehead, put me to bed, covered me with a blanket, and quietly closed the door.

Thank for reading.❤️❤️❤️

#fnaf tickles #ler!roxy #ler!chica #ler!monty #ler!gregory #lee!alina

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zaris-tickle-blogs · 10 months

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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.

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tkle-parkie · 1 year

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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

#sfw tickle #sfw tickling community #south park tickles #tword #tword community #gregstophe tickles #ler!christophe #lee!gregory #tickle hcs #tickle writing #gregstophe

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tickletastic · 7 months

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Taking 'Scream' a Little Too Literally

Fandom: Abbott Elementary <3

Ship: Zach/Jacob, Barbara/Melissa, absolute crumbs of pre-slash Gregory/Janine

Summary: Movie night at Jacob and Zach's is uneventful for everyone but Gregory. Day six of Miya and Mia's Tickletober: movie!

“Gregory, my man!” Jacob greets cheerfully, opening his door fully, “dap me up!”

Gregory narrows his eyes, bringing his hand up to force Jacob’s down where he had left it for a dap. “Hi, Jacob.”

“No worries, brother,” Jacob smiles, “give me your jacket!”

Gregory tries to suppress a smile at Jacob’s awkward affections, handing him his jacket and the bag with the wine he had brought. “Thanks, dude.”

Jacob grins wider, grabbing both from Gregory and walking towards the kitchen, “Ava cancelled, but everyone else is in the living room.”

Gregory nods, walking towards the living room, following the sounds of conversation. He makes his rounds, saying his hellos to Zach, Barbara, Melissa, and Janine. Barbara and Melissa are cuddled up on one of the loveseats, sharing a bowl of popcorn, raisinettes sprinkled throughout. Janine is on one side of the couch, Zach on the other, space for both him and Jacob to sit if he’d like. He considers it for a moment, looking between the spot and the other loveseat, until Janine pats the cushion next to her. He complies, flopping down, barely any space between the two of them.

Jacob returns with more snacks and some drinks, struggling to hold everything before inevitably dumping it all on the coffee table. “Alright! We have wine, beer, and extra snacks in the kitchen, but this should do us for now!”

Jacob slumps down, cuddling into Zach, who has the tv’s remote in his hand. He cues up Scream, the franchise the group had decided to binge this weekend. Janine had recommended they try to watch all the classic horror franchises throughout October. Of course, it took some convincing for Barbara and Melissa, though Gregory had been in from the beginning since it had been suggested by Janine, he found it hard to ever turn her down.

The group gets comfortable, getting all of their snacks and drinks while the movie pulls into its opening. All is calm and serene in the beginning, or, as calm and serene as the atmosphere of watching a horror movie can be. About halfway through the movie, while Billy is making his appearance at the video store, Gregory notices Jacob squirming. He assumes he’s just getting restless and fidgety, knowing that Jacob is not the type to stay still for long, until he hears quick breaths coming out of his nose, as if he can't breathe.

“You ok-” Gregory turns his head to look at Jacob and sees that his face is red, nose scrunched, and he observes for a moment. When he sees Zach’s fingers moving quickly over Jacob’s side, he puts the pieces together, and can’t help the grin spreading over his face. Yes, Jacob can be over the top, and sometimes, only sometimes, Gregory is annoyed by it, but mostly he just puts on a face to hide his fondness. This time, he's not doing such a great job at hiding it.

He watches this game between Zach and Jacob, he thinks maybe he should look away, they may not be able to see him since the room is so dark: is he intruding? Either way, he can’t tear his eyes away from how cute and unguarded Jacob looks.

In the background, the movie’s score swells as another death happens on the screen, and Gregory sees Zach’s fingers move down to Jacob’s tummy. Jacob screeches, arching forward and covering his face with his hands.

Melissa laughs, throwing a kernel of popcorn Jacob’s way. “C’mon kid, the movie’s not that scary.”

“S-sorry,” Jacob stutters in response, and Gregory almost thinks he can see Jacob’s ears turn pink in the dim light, “t-took me off guard.”

Janine scoffs, though she can’t see Jacob’s predicament from her spot, “Really, Jacob? I totally saw that coming.”

Gregory watches as Jacob takes a shaky breath, Zach’s fingers having returned to his sides, “I-I must’ve g-gotten distracted.”

“Whatever you say, scaredy cat,” Melissa teases, another kernel of popcorn flying in Jacob’s direction.

Gregory turns his attention back to the movie after the interaction, though he does hear Jacob’s laughter continue nearly silently throughout the movie. He figures it’s best to keep the secret to himself for now, though he can't stop himself from thinking about the fact that Jacob had never tried to pry Zach's hands away. Planning on keeping his knowledge of the incident a secret, Gregory decides that maybe he’ll ‘accidentally’ discover it another time, maybe it’ll finally make it easy for Gregory to show Jacob his appreciation for their friendship.

#janine teagues #jacob hill #zach #jacob x zach #Melissa Schemmenti #barbara howard #abbott elementary #ticklish!jacob #ler!zach #gregory eddie #melissa x barbara

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cutesmokes · 1 year

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I thought you said were strong~!

Welcome to the haunting second installment of my attempt at squealing santa~! This year the awesome @trashyswitch is my recipient! I wanted to give the biggest thank you to @hypahticklish for hosting this year's @squealing-santa! This was so much fun and I'm so excited to see what everyone else did this year~! Back to this fic, thought, I have to admit- this dynamic is freaking adorable! We love mischievous little gremlins who are determined to prove their size has no relation to how tough they can be. Merry Christmas and happy holidays, dear!/P i hope you enjoyed reading as much as i enjoyed writing this!

After deciding to stay in the pizza plex, Gregory learns more about the animatronics that reside in the restaurant. Tonight, he and Monty are playing; the latter feeling particularly prideful- so the boy decides to teach him a lesson….

Night time at the pizzeria had become more comforting as time went on. Gregory felt a mix between relief and sadness that he hadn’t been found, it had felt like such a long time since he ran away- on lonely nights, it really made him wonder about his parents he left behind- if they missed him or wondered if they had stopped searching. Tonight, though, was an exception; the boy and the gator animatronic were fooling around in the plex, having playful competitions to show off their strengths. Because the gator was so much stronger, he often won most of the challenges; much to the boys annoyance. Monty always made sure to keep his spirit up, though. Whenever he noticed the boy start to lose hope, he would gently nudge his shoulder and smile proudly.

“Don't be so hard on yourself, sport! I'm much bigger than you, yet you are able to keep up with me! You're doing great, kiddo.”

Monty always knew what to say to make the boy feel better, but he wanted to prove himself to the gator and, lucky for him, he had a brilliant idea. Just a few nights before, he had discovered something very interesting about the gator animatronic. Playful banters had led to both of them tumbling to the floor leaving them lying side by side, batting at each other . To gain the upper hand, Gregory pushed himself upward, flopping against the gator’s side. His little fingers clawing at the metal, electing a sharp, startled squeal. Of course, he was concerned at first but after Monty shyly explained his little weakness, Gregory couldn't help but test it out. The boy couldn't help but laugh at the memory that had become a little inside joke between them. He’d finally show the gator what he was truly made of. His smile grew as the mischievous plan brewed in his head; he dashed off to find his friend to put it into action.

~~~~~~~*~~~~~~

“So? What do you think?”

The alligator stared down at the child next to him. The boy had just challenged him to a bet; whoever was able to do more pull-ups would win the title of “the strongest golfer on the course.” he couldn't lie- it sounded tempting but, he knew that there wouldn't be much debate on who would win- but, then again, he could never refuse a challenge. After some careful consideration, He agreed. They decided to climb up one of the artificial trees that decorated the swamp- themed area, well- monty did anyway. Gregory just looked up at him, arms crossed over his chest and a smug grin on his face.

“Uh- kid..? What's with that look? Aren't ya gonna join me?”

He just shook his head.

“Nope! I guess I forgot to specify. This is an insurance test, monty- I'm going to time you.”

Monty couldn't help but be suspicious, this challenge seemed too easy. But then again, that would also mean it would be over faster so he figured there would be no harm in comti-?!

Monty’s own, sharp bark of laughter interrupted his train of thought. As the gator became lost in his own monologue, Gregory slipped his fingers over the other’s tender sides. Gregory couldn't help but chuckle. He hadn't even begun moving his fingers and Monty was already biting back laughter.

“GaH-?! gregory??! this wasn't part of the deal!!”

“Ohhooh monty- did you really think it would be that easy? Come on. You should know me better than that.

”

The boy teased, ending his sentence with another gentle squeeze before letting his hands wander along the gator’s torso, almost sending the ladder into hysterics. His palms were already starting to sweat and he knew if this didn’t stop soon, he would fall, losing the challenge. In a slight attempt to push the sensasion down, his legs began kicking out. He refused to go down without a fight. Unfortunately for him, though, Gregory was already set on winning. His fingers sped up, dancing and spidering paths along his stomach and sides. Monty lost it. His body thrashed from side to side, but no matter how much he tried, he couldn't escape the wiggling digits- it was as if Gregory’s fingers were glued to his side.

“What’s wrong, monty? I thought you said you were strong~!”

That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. His arms finally gave way and he was sent tumbling to the floor. Before he could get himself situated, the boy jumped on top of him, continuing the playful attack.

“GREHAH-! sTAHAP!!!”

“Do you surrender~?”

“yeHEHEHES!! YouHOH wIIIHIN!!!”

The boy immediately stopped, flopping next to the still laughing gator.once he had stopped laughing, Monty just looked down at the boy, smirking playfully.

“You know that was cheating, right?”

“Hehe! Well if it was, I'll never learn my lesson!”

“Ohhohoh- you will once i'm done with you, ya little scamp~!”

Let’s ust say, that wasnt the last time childish giggles filled the golf course that night.

#squealing santa 2k22 #ss2k22 #ler! Gregory #lee! Monty #sfw tickling community

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totally-not-a-tickle-blog · 1 year

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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."

#tickle #tickling #ticklish #south park #hellpark #lee!gregory #ler!stan #stan marsh #gregory yarndale

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sweetfeathers · 5 months

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Sunny Jester

Apologies for not posting anything that much, I've been very busy with school, but I'm back with another T-fic

Summary: Pomni was scared and confused about this new world that she and others came into and Sunny is there to cheer her up

Lee: Pomni

Ler: Sunny/Sunrise

Pomni was in the daycare hiding from everyone else under the slide with her thoughts with her. She and the others came to this pizzaplex just a week ago and it was already so confusing for her. She felt that it was a lot for her to handle.

The others got along with the people not that quickly, but got to know them nonetheless. She did hear from Caine that there was a Dj somewhere upstairs, as usual he was ecstatic by it. There was the Sunrise animatronic that she could get along with, but she wasn't sure if they wanted to hang out.

"Why am I here? This is all so confusing" she said in a whisper. Over with Sunny, he never felt so happy with the new guests, or new friends he would say. He didn't know where they came from, Gregory was the one that saw them appear, but it was interesting and wonderful to meet them! For some reason, the jester looked so nervous, I believe the name was Pomni. "Hmm, wonder where she went?" he wondered.

With Pomni, she felt like she was gonna cry when she heard a voice "Oh hey Pomni!" She looked up and there was Sunrise. Pomni replied "H-hey Sun." "Are you alright? Would you like to talk about it?" Sun asked as he saw that Pomni was nervous. Pomni hesitated, but Sun was very nice, so she thought why not.

"W-well, it's all so confusing being here. First, it was me arriving in the digital circus and now here. I mean, it's a nice place and all, but I can't help but feel lost." Pomni explained. Sun nodded and said "Ah, well I'm sure you'll get used to this place eventually! Just take your time how things go!" He then poked her side and she squeaked. As soon as that happened, Sun had a mischeivious idea and started to tickle her sides. "Well, this should cheer you right up!" Pomni started giggling and squealing "Heehehehehehehehehe." Sun then stopped and asked "Would you like me to continue?" Pomni nodded. The rest of the day was full of laughter from her.

(There we go, hope you enjoyed it)

#fnaf security breach #sfw tickling community #fnaf tickles #the amazing digital circus tickles #ler!sundrop #lee!pomni

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coy-lee · 1 year

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DiVo is back already, and it's Moon's turn to have some fun, the little gremlin.

BIG OL' THANKS to @afloofwithmultipleinterests and @laughterfixs once again for writing this one with me! It was tons of fun X3

Description: It's been approximately 4 days since the bois encountered the darkness living the the daycare's shadows. Moon's been as serious as ever during the nighttime and is seems that after one of his patrols, diVo decides its a perfect time to fix that.

( lee!Moon, lee!Sun, ler!diVo)

WARNING: It's a tickie fic :3

Someone Else's Turn To Play

3:00 AM

...the third patrol of the night...

Moon swam through the air elegantly as always, searching for anything out of order. Aside from Gregory, Moon had never truly had an issue before. His job at night was rather easy. On the hour every hour, Moon would do a 5-10 minute sweep of the Pizza Plex when the power was diverted to the charging stations. The rest of the time, he often relaxed with Sun's sleeping form until his next patrol.

...

3:04 AM

It could get rather boring and lonely. Doing the same thing every night alone while his counterpart was charging... Pretty much everyone except the staff bots were asleep, making any and all encounters with other bots lackluster.

...

3:10 AM

The lights came back on

Ah, times up... Guess I better head back...

Moon wasn't actually that far from the daycare. He decided he may as well enjoy a casual walk back instead of flying, mostly because the shortest route was through the pirate cove. Unfortunately, the wire tracks in there needed oiling really badly, so Moon would just end up getting his wire stuck. No biggy, though. He had legs.

One light went out from above. Then another and another and more after that.

No popping, no sparks, just as if someone flipped the switch. It caught the security bot off guard for sure…and for a brief moment, it felt like he was being watched.

Moon had gotten himself prepared to attack a possible intruder. But said intruder had…other plans.

Long snake-like appendages wrapped around the animatronics wrists and spun him around to look right into the jagged mouth and white pinpricks of a familiar form…

“Hello Moon, my dear friend~” the deep voice greeted with a purr.

DiVo wore an insatiable look on his face as if he had been starving for hours, his tongue dangling down in temptation.

"It appears you're all alone after hours...and not long after our first official meeting either~ Hmhmhm, after playing with Sun, I haven't stopped wondering what such a delectable little moonpie you might taste like..."

With that glimmer in diVo's eyes, Moon knew what he was in for.

The night time bot began to struggle in the grip of the darkness. There was no way he was just going to let this thing take what he wanted without a fight. And this time, there was no deal to be made to make him behave either. Hopefully...

Moon wrenched his arms away only to find that the grip of the tendrils were just as strong as he remembered.

"I-I know what you're doing! Y-you're trying to i-intimidate me! Well you may as well stop tryin' cuz i-it's-" Moon made the mistake of looking into diVo's eyes again, "- n-n-not... g-gonna w-w-work…"

DiVo gave a low deep chuckle, as if entirely amused by the smaller bot’s rough and tough attitude. How easily it seemed to melt away.

“Oh why do you sound soooo frightened? I thought you knew by now I wouldn’t lay a single harmful claw on anyone~?”

No harm at all. Those claws were dangerous for other reasons…

"I- I- eeEEEEHEP!!"

DiVo barely teased one clawed digit across moon's torso, making the lunar animatronic struggle. As he tried to get away, he arched his back, leaving Divo to hold him in that position with a lone tendril.

"My, my... you're helping me? I've never had a little treat so.. willing to be eaten~"

" W-wa-waIT! I-is th-this really nehehecessaryeeeeeeeee!" Moon fought with the tendril keeping his back arched only to find it wouldn't budge. He started kicking his legs out as they were the only part of him left that had any semblance of freedom other than his head.

"L-LET ME GO, DAMNIT!" Moon's eyes turned red, his voice deep. Was he really trying to intimidate diVo? Did he actually think that would work? Perhaps he was so used to it working on everyone else, he didn't even think twice about using that tactic in such a situation. But it was likely a mistake…

The shadowy animatronics eyes narrowed, the tiny white dots in his eyes seeming to pierce right through Moon.

“Someone is quite the grump~ I did tell you before I would like to snack on you did I not?"

His tongue lapped at the neck joints which had caused Moon to flinch and stifle another laugh.

“Why don’t you relax and let me feast~? You may find yourself having as much fun as Sun~”

Moon shook his head in desperation, struggling to contain his giggles, leading him to internally gasp and snort.

"Oh, dear.. seems I was mistaken… it appears the pie is still in the oven… worry not little pie, let me crank up the heat for you~"

Divo swirled his tongue along the wires before traveling his way down to the hollow of his underarm.

"Any last words?~"

"PPPPFFFTTKHKHKHKHKH -*snort*-"

'Last words?' Moon practically choked at hearing those words aimed at him this time. Sun was always the one getting tickled. Even when the tables were turned, Sun was never a devious tickle monster. He was always tooth-rottingly sweet and fun... but diVo? He was like Moon... but even more devilish in his teases and tactics... Moon wasn't prepared to face his own kind.

Prepared or not, it was too late.

"IyeeEEEE! J-JUST HAHAng on a s-sehechkhkhkhkhkh!"

Hang on? Well DiVo wasn’t too keen on being patient. He was starving! He was going to waste away to nothing!

….

But at the same time it wouldn’t be a good meal if the smaller bot wasn’t having fun.

He slowed it down, just keeping it to little taps and scritches. “Hang on~? Whatever for~?”

Moon's breath started to come back to him as the tongue disappeared.. he could control his laughter for the moment.

Wait- the tongue's gone?

"MHm- wait why dihid-"

He paused himself. What was he SAYING!? Surely he wasn't this touch starved, right? Right!?

"You were saying?"

Got 'im.

DiVo mischievously smirked, slowly tapping his claws along Moon's tummy and hips. The nighttime Attendant tensed again, lightly wiggling in diVo's grasp.

"IhiIIIII..." Moon puffed his cheeks out as far as they could go to try and stop the giggles from coming... the longer he waited, and anticipated tickles.. the worse the gentle tapping got.

"Yyyyyyeeeeeeeeees?"

Tap TAP tippity Tap TAP,

Boop!

DiVo had lightly booped Moon's dent, popping the balloon that was his cheeks.

"PPFFAAAHAHAHAHAHA! N-NO WAIT!" Moon squeaked in protest after the sensation faded. Oh he was in for it. He was really, truly in for it. He was dealing with a master here and that knowledge was finally sinking in as Moon was forced to realize just how sensitive he could be... And he was sure to be surprised by that fact over and over again throughout the rest of this encounter.

"G-g... Hmmm..." Moon huffed in defeat. He didn't know what he wanted. Well he did, but he was still way too embarrassed to ever say such a thing to a guy he still barely knew…

DiVo smirked at Moon, starting up the light scritching on his sides, gliding to the arm joints and right back down.

“Oh? Are we not fighting back now? Isn’t that just the funniest thing! If I didn’t know any better moonpie…I’d say you were actually wanting this! But that can’t possibly be true…”

He grinned, leaning his mouth near Moon’s audio receptor and whispering in such a teasing tone that sent chills through the squirming bot’s endo.

“Or can it~?”

Moon's durability had been broken, so this time, he couldn't hold back the cackles he unleashed.

"NyOHohOhoHOooooOoo!!"

Moon squirmed as his tummy was arched slightly higher than before, showing off his midsection to the tickle monster before him.

DiVo nibbled lightly on Moon's neck before traveling down to his ribcage with those ticklish little pinchers.

DiVo raised up before starting to eat more of his meal.

"Oh, are you sure? I haven't heard a 'let me go' since I started teasing you~ why would that be, hmmm? There is no other reason other than you're terribly ticklish… and looooooove it... dare I say just as much as that squealing, snorting friend of yours~"

'Oh no. Nonono! Why'd he have to say that!?' Moon whined in his head as giggles kept slipping out of his voice box. There was a nervousness in his core that felt like fluttering butterflies tickling at his code. Sometimes Sun was able to get Moon's nerves on edge similarly, but not to this extent. He felt so giddy inside. He couldn't help it! A smile began to make itself at home on his face. He had been fighting it and had officially lost the battle.

He kicked his feet out as a way to release that inner tension and energy bubbling inside of him.

Gottem. Right where he wanted him~!

DiVo gave a victorious chuckle, his tendrils going to work to keep the smaller animatronic in a comfortable position and even pushed off the slippers.

“There we are…the big bad stalker of the night…too ticklish for his own good, isn’t he~?” DiVo purred, keeping his claws over Moon's belly and under an arm. “Poor thing trying to be so intimidating~”

"YEEEEKHKHKEEHEEE!! NAHAHAAAHA!!"

Moon tried to kick his feet, but he got no farther than wiggling those delectable little "tatertots" diVo was eyeing.

"SHUHUHUT UUUUUHUHUUP!!"

"Why~? Because you know it's all true, little blueberry muffin? So so tense you are… here, let me help ease your mindddd~"

Stray tendrils began to flutter and wiggle across Moon's sides, while two others twirled around his neck, and upper back, daring to touch one of his most exposed death spots..

The temptation was definitely there, but it wouldn't be as FUN for either of them for diVo's "meal" to be exhausted before he was full.

"NOHOHONONONOHONOOOHOHOHOHOHOOOO!" Moon practically screeched. Maybe this wouldn't be as bad if diVo would just stop with those teases of his! They made him feel so small and helpless and precious- 'NO! STOPPIT, MOON! DON'T THINK LIKE THAT! YOU'RE AN ANIMATRONIC DAMNIT!'

Moon cackled and laughed, squirming uselessly as he chided himself mentally. But perhaps he was truly seeing why Sun enjoyed this kind of play time so much.

DiVo could see Moon practically melting. Maybe the tough little thing was finally relaxing~

Good, he seemed to need it. Needed the affirmations and the fun. A new breath of air.

And diVo was feasting.

The tendrils wrapped around his ankles tightly to keep them from going anywhere, the tips of them finding their way to the toes…which fired up a bit of giddy panic in poor affection starved moon.

"NAHAHAAAHAAWT THEHEHERE NYAHAHAHAAHAT THEHEHEHEHAHAHA!!"

Moon's feet were one of the worst spots that he could remember... fazbear forbid his poor, defenseless piggies.

"Oh, not where... oh- here?"

The tendrils lightly swirled against his toes.

"BWAHAAHAHAAHAHAAAA!!"

The swirling stopped before he felt the equivalent of nails gently raking all of those sensitive wires, and ball joint from under one of his arms.

"Or did the little cupcake mean.. here? Oh- or here?~"

The other set of claws skittered ever so gently in a circle around his dent.

"NYAHOHOHOHOOOOO!!"

"No? OH! As in you can't decide??... I have a peeerfect resolution for that~"

He did all three at once, each spot at a different pace than the others.

He tickled slowly on and between Moon's toes, gingerly skittered over every inch of his tummy, avoiding the dent for now, and finally, practically vibrated the hand he had under moon's arm at a alarming rate.

"GYEE-AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! -SNORT- IHIHIHI EEHEEHEEHEE CAHAHAHAHAHAN'T!" Moon's cackling renewed tenfold and the pitch had risen, making him sound more like Sun at this point. He wiggled his toes and twisted in diVo's grip with desperation. This was unbearable. And those devious teases continued on top of everything. He was a blushing mess and felt a warmth in his chest he didn't expect someone like diVo to ever conjure. He felt... - 'Nonono Moon! F-focus!'

His subconscious continued to fight, but it was losing its grip on him fast.

Too bad for Moon, diVo seemed to see through it all. In fact, it was the reason he chose to visit Moon that night. After all, he'd had plenty to eat that day with the daycare being open again.

He lightened up the tickling to be quick and maddeningly light.

“Still going to act as though you don’t enjoy every second of this dear friend~?” he questioned, swirling both claws and tendrils.

Bubbles of giggles, snorts and cackles escaped the naptime animatronic.

“Whatever are you afraid of? Is it weakness? Joy? Is it really that bad if someone sees you laughing and enjoying yourself~?” DiVo challenged once again using his tongue to tease poor moon.

The tongue snuck back over to Moon's neck to lay stray tickles across it, the words finally sinking in, and the biggest smile stretching across Moon's face.

Hiccups and snorts followed as the last bit of hold Moon had on himself dissipated, he let the wall down and began to laugh himself silly.

"PLEeeHeheheAeeHAaaase!! AHahAhHAhHaahHahHa-"

Mirth collected in moon's eyes, just as diVo move his claw away from moon's belly, instead starting to nibble on his tum instead.

"Pleasth waht?~" diVo asked innocently, not raising his faceplate an inch, and lightly nomming away at the ticklish tum.

"B-G-GYAAAHAHA! N-NEEHEEheeheehee- NAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHA!" Moon cried out, shaking his head and clawing aimlessly at the air. He wriggled hard, but stayed firmly in diVo's clutches. Something about said shadow's muffled lisp was endearing to Moon in the back of his head. This big baddy never learned not to talk with his mouth full! If anything, it made his presence more relatable than scary.

Moon was unfortunately more prone to scaring kids with his red eyes and tall form in the dark, but found that being silly tended to break through that nightmare fueled perception and help show his true, playful self. It seems diVo was very much the same.

They really did have a lot in common. Maybe that's why Moon wasn't too keen on opening up to the guy. He already has enough trouble trusting himself, knowing what he's capable of, and if he sees too much of himself in someone, he's likely to not trust them as far as he can throw them.

But maybe... Maybe diVo being around would do both himself and Sun some good. Sun deserved all the care and attention and de-stressing playtime as he could handle, and Moon? He could learn to give himself the benefit of the doubt. It's harder to be negative about yourself when you clearly enjoy the company of someone with similar "flaws". And diVo would be more than happy to give Moon a delightful taste of his own medicine when he needed (or deserved) it.

Speaking of which:

Currently, Moon was squealing like a piggy as diVo continued the playful nibbles and tickles.

"NEEHEEheekhkhkh-WHYHYHYHYHYHY EEEEEEHEEHEEHEEEEEE!?"

The dark animatronic purred a bit making a few playful snarling noises as he “ate” which only seemed to prove just as effective as Moon let out a couple of shrieks.

He lifted his face plate and licked the jagged teeth before answering.

“Because I’m hungry~ now shhhh, just relaaaax~”

And out came the tongue again, lapping away at the poor dent like a dog at a bone.

"NYAAAAAHAHAHAHAA!! PFFFAAAAHAHAAHAHAAAAAAA!"

The tongue once again proved to be an incredibly effective tool against the little animatronics! diVo had been waiting SOOOOOOOO long to finally pay Moon's weakest points a visit, and it had all finally paid off.

Moon kicked his legs the best he could as the tendrils down there began to shift and scribble over his beans like a quill writing on parchment.

For the last assault to Moon's tummy, diVo tried a new method he had in the workings, as well as testing a particular spot on the security bot.

Before doing this however, diVo gave Moon a little breather.

Moon, nearly having his fill, turned his fans on to properly cool his processors for a brief moment, huffing at the lack of cold air.

"Hehe.. Eeeeeahaha... ehehe... yOhou.. hah.. stahahwped? Heheheaha..."

DiVo chuckled lightheartedly, shifting Moon up into a gravity defying motion with his tendrils, a couple three of them being free to roam...

"Not exactly, blueberry muffin. We are however... nearly there. Call this… a grand finale of sorts~"

A grand finale? Oh... OH no...

With the position Moon was in, all fours being held as if Moon were floating belly-down in the air with his arms out, this would be (fun) TERRIBLY ticklish.

"You have your breath prepared little moonpie? You're about to go straight into tickle town~"

Moon gulped, faceplate flushed... he made sure to catch his breath before he absolutely perished.

Unbeknownst to moon, behind him the tendrils lined his worst spots, the ball joints of his knees, his hips, his toes, his armpits, and, finally,

His poooooor poor back loop~

DiVo's faceplate drew near Moon's tummy again, but this time... the lunar animatronic thought he was prepared for what was about to happen... surely it would be his tongue again, or those DEVILISHLY ticklish fangs.

"I'm ... I'm readheehee..." The animatronic cued.

What he wasn't prepared for were the deep breath he heard, or the fluttering rays that touched his stomach to vibrate similar to a raspberry.

The attacks on his back were unleashed, on his toes, his ball joints, everywhere INCLUDING that delicious little "fruitloop" on Moon's back.

"AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAIHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEEE! OHOHO-HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Moon screamed with ticklish laughter as the black hole tickled every last giggle and squeal and cackle out of him. His toes curled and spasmed uselessly. His hands were clenched into tight fists. His head switched from shaking rapidly to dropping down defeated over and over as giddy energy pulsed through him. The bell on his hat jingled with every movement. The small tinkling sound accompanied his high pitch laughter and squeals, creating the most adorable music to diVo's ears, or rather a deliciously sweet treat.

"NYAHAHAHAHOOO! PLEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!"

DiVo was eating up every single millisecond of this, such an adorable bot~ so tough but melted like butter as soon as tickles were brought into the game.

The tickling began to lighten up, it was time to end this meal before he passed out from exhaustion. Though before diVo did so, the shuffling of bare animatronics feet padded into the abandoned pirates cove.

“M-moonie…? Are you ok…?!”

There stood Sun, sleepy and looking rather…nervous. More than likely from the dark.

"GYEEEHEHEEHEEEAHAHAHa...AHAHaHaaAhahAa... NehEhehver BEHETTERHEHRR... SkHkHkAhaHa..." Moon slurred, snorting and hiccuping as the tickling eventually slowed to a stop. Moon was DEFINITELY not in his right mind at the moment. Poor thing was actually rather groggy... similar to how Sun was after the first encounter with the tall, dark animatronic currently holding Moon.

Sun rubbed his eyes and squinted. Why was Moon giggling like that?... And so loopy too? And on the wire in here? Wasn't the wire track messed up in here? Why was he- Oh... Oh...

After blinking a few more times, Sun finally made out a black form in the darkened room. It was diVo.

"Oooooohohoho, ehehe! No wonder you're so giggly!" Sun laughed to himself after the situation became clear. He padded over to the two definitely not because it was dark and he wanted to be close to his friends so it wasn't so scary or anything.

"Ihihit's not... -*pant*- funny... -*pant*- ehehe..." Moon whined. That only made Sun giggle more.

"Awww, alright then. It's adorable, and about time you got a taste, heehee!" Sun looked up at diVo now cradling the lunar animatronic.

DiVo hummed in amusement before sneaking a tendril around to stroke the cheerier one’s side.

“Now now, Sunnybun~ that’s no way to talk to your friend is it?” he scolded playfully as Sun gave a squeak and tried to lean away from the tickly tendril.

“Eep! C'mahahaan!!”

Moon looked up at DiVo. Now he was defending him? …He really did care for all of them in the plaza it seemed…

"Hehehe... beheetter watch.. diVoho is quite literally a black hole... I'm sure he could go for a delicious little cinnamon-sun if he wanted~" Moon teased back, feeling a little less loopy than before.

Divo snorted before licking over those nommers as if he was prepared for seconds.

"It's true, unless.. you can behave yourself~" He jesterously remarked, giving the same side three pokes before slithering the offending appendage back into his cape.

"EEK-eeheeheehee! Oh! Ehehe I can behave! As a caretaker, I always must set a good example for the kiddos!... At least one of us has too..." Sun smirked.

Moon gasped in offense.

"Excuse you!? I-" Moon stopped, seeing that Sun was digging his own grave. May as well let 'im.

"What!? I' m just being honest! You can't fault me for telling the truth!" Sun defended, his words dripping with playfulness as he rocked on his heels.

DiVo’s gaze shifted between the two…well. Maybe he could go for seconds.

“Sundrop~” he sang, seeing the smaller animatronic flinch away from him."I do apologize for waking you up…but perhaps I can fix that and wear you out enough that you both can go back to sleep~”

Sun blinked before grinning nervously. “W-wear me out?”

"Yeeeeesss..." The cape slowly split into 8, devious tickle tools.

As Sun witnessed the transformation, he just KNEW he was going to get what he wanted.

"I seriously DOUBT you could wear me out~ I have waaaayy too much energy, and no bedtime! Now that I'm awake, it's going to take a loooooong time to get me back to sleep..."

One of the tendrils gently pulled Sun closer to the dark form, before taking each one of his limbs and holding him still.

"Oh REALLY now?… Is that a challenge?"

'Ohoho, Sun's reeeeally in for it,' Moon thought to himself. At the moment, he even had front row seats to the show too! DiVo really was such a nice guy~

"Ohoho, wait! WAIT! M-m-maybe I misspoke! I, umm, I-I..." Sun stuttered as he eyed the tendrils slithering lazily in the air just waiting the touch down on any number of his tickle spots. He squirmed instinctively, trying to cover them up, but diVo already had him in his grasp.

The funniest part of it all was diVo still cradling the tired but amused Moon…and the smirk on his counterpart's exhausted form somehow made Sun quiver more.

“Oh? Would you like one last chance to give in, my favorite little cinnamon Sunbun~?” diVo purred, the tendrils gently lifting Sun's arms up high and snaking inward toward the ever so sensitive ball joints.

“W-wait waaaaait!!”

“Bedtime or tickles, Sunny~?”

"I.... Uh... b-boy is it hot in here or... uh..." Sunny mutters something under his breath very quietly, his face a solid orange.

"Hmmmmmm....? I couldn't quite hear you little sweet-roll… could you repeat that?"

DiVo leaned in closer, cupping his hand to his audio receptor in a comical fashion.

Louder muttering was heard, vague mentions of doing something to him.

"Still too quieeeet~"

Playfully, diVo pokes a wiggling tendril under his arm for only a second to snap Sun out of his shyness.

"T-tIHIhickles p-p-please- eep!" Sun shut his mouth immediately after he realized he spit it out. His eyes were comparable to saucers in size, staring directly into the eyes of the black hole.

“All you had to do was ask~” diVo grinned, letting the tendrils go to town at the ball joints and wires.

He used a few others to hold Moon so he could focus on the giggly sunbeam more. Those tendrils practically held Moon like a hammock.

“Was it that hard my dear Sun~?” diVo chuckled, now using his claws on the wiggly thing's tummy and sides.

"WAAAAAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAAANnhnhnk- EEEEE!! NaHaAhAhwt thuhuhuh TUHUHUMMY!!" Sunny squealed, kicking what he could of his bound legs.

"Not the tummy? Oh but I thought you said it was your faaaavorite spot! It gets you all giggly, and makes your laughter taste sweeter than candy~ Mmmmmmm~ such yuuuuummy giggles~..."

Moving the claws to trace over the upper belly, and ribcage, diVo gently nuzzled and feasted on the poor, sensitive little tickle spot before him.

"NEEHEEHEEHEEHEE -*SNORT*- IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHIHICKUHUHUHUHULES!" Sun squeaked out. He tried to wiggle his tummy away, but diVo had all the advantages in the world. He was holding him after all, he could just pull him closer and nuzzle further into that open tummy as much as he wanted.

Being an observer was fun for Moon. Admittedly though, he was getting second hand flutters on his belly just watching diVo work his magic, remembering how it felt when he was the one being snacked on.

Sun's snorts made the corners of Moon's mouth turn up more and more with each one. DiVo seemed to have a similar reaction as he couldn't help but giggle into Sun's tummy every time a little snort found its way out of the cackling daycare attendant. Moon began to chuckle at the adorable noise out loud and eventually all three of them were laughing and enjoying the moment.

"LEEHEEHEE-*SNORT*- EEHEAVE MY PIHIHIHIHIGGY LAHAHAUGH-*SNORT*- ALOHOHOHOHONE! EEEEEK!" Sun protested, but his rays spun showing his clear amusement in contrast to his words.

“Ohohohoohh but it’s sooo adorable and deliciouuuus~” diVo laughed lightly, relishing this tender moment as much as the two daycare attendants.

“He’s not wrong, Sunny.” Moon snickered.

“YOU-YOU’RE NOHOHOHO BEHEHETTEEEEHEHEEEER!”

“Shhh~ no arguing now~ we’re having fuuuun~” diVo reminded, moving himself up to munch a bit on his neck and rays.

"NOOOOHOHOHOOO-EEEEEEEEHEHEHEEHEHEEEE!! NAHAT MUHYEE RAHAYS! PLEHEHEAAA -*SNORT!*- GOHO BAHACK TO MUH TUHUHUHUUUUMMYYYY!!"

DiVo chortled at the little piggy's plea as he nibbled and licked away at his neck joints, and rays. The laughs reverberated against the fins making Sun squeal, and snort more.

"Nibbully tickwish fauhn~" He continued, now nomming on the last, and coincidentally, most sensitive ray.

As Sun continued to squee with delight at the playful nibbling, Moon giggled at his plight. He couldn't help but bring up his observation from earlier now that he wasn't the one being tickled silly.

"Ehehehe, you tend to talk with your mouth full, huh?" Moon chuckled.

The shadow animatronic squinted a bit at the naptime counterpart. Oh so it was pick on diVo time was it?

“Careful moonpie~ I can give you another round tooooo~” he purred against Sun's rays, earning another squeal followed by a stream of giggles.

Moon let out a squeak, louder than he first initially felt it would be. His face burned a bright blue, shying away fast. Jeez... where did his boldness go!? He was as shaky as a leaf, and as hot as a volcano.

"AHahAh- N-NuhUhu!!" Moon responded, lightly kicking his feet like a child.

Was this how SUN felt most of the time? ...(spoilt, and lucky)...

DiVo snorted, heaving at the strong reaction, in turn making Sun squeal more.

Sun kicked and shook in ticklish joy.

"SohohOHohohOhomewhre EHEHELSE!! EEHEHEHEE!!" It sounded less like a plea of mercy on said spot, and more of a 'tickle me more!!'

Moon's bashfulness waned as his attention was brought back to his cackling counterpart.

"Somewhere else, eh? Well diVo hasn't paid your toes a visit yet~," Moon pointed out slyly. Oh that devious little-

"WAHAHAT?! NONONOHOhohohooOOO!" Sun whined, completely conflicted. He did want diVo to move elsewhere, and his toes were certainly elsewhere. Why oh why did he have to be programmed so ticklish?

The jagged grin on diVo's face grew wide at that suggestion.

“Oh yes~! I nearly forgot-”

Liar. As if he would ever forget something like that. A couple of tendrils lifted and straightened Sun's legs out, leaving those little tots on display, beans exposed to the dark.

“And soooo nice of you to leave your slippers behind, dear Sunny~”

Sun let out a shrill cry, waving his feet in the air as diVo's faceplate traveled down to them. Sun squirmed and tried to pull his feet away to no avail. DiVo knelt down, nibbling on the wiggly little toes before him.

"You didn't tell me you bought me food~ such delicious looking tatertots just for meee~"

"GYAAA!!! NOHONOHONAHANAHAONAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! KHKHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! NAHAHAT MY TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOES!!!" Sun begged. DiVo knew full well that nibbling was the most ticklish thing one could do to Sun's toes, and he loved taking advantage of that. The delectable squeals he could reap from Sun from such a silly tactic were like pure sugar to the phantom. And it was all too clear that Sun loved the playfulness of it all, only making the moment sweeter.

"My stars, Sun! All these tickles must be driving you crazy~" Moon smirked, giggling along with the cackling bot. Sun couldn't respond, far too engulfed in ticklish bliss.

DiVo certainly wasn’t playing too nicely either…well kind of. He was more so enjoying nipping lightly at the squishy little beans making sure his teeth scraped ever so gently on the edges.

He made a hum at moons egging on before the tendrils that held him started wiggling along his sides as a warning that diVo could and absolutely would start wrecking him again.

“Caaaaaaarephuuuuuul~”

Moon squealed again, arms shooting down to hug his sides as a silly smile stretched across his features.

"OkAHAHAY!! Aaahaaha... it's just fuhuhun~ Teasing Sun always raises such cute little reactions hehe..."

Divo wormed his shadow of a tongue between each wiggly toe, snaking through all ten, bringing Sun to tears at heightened sensitivity. His two claws lightly scratched and scribbled at the paw pads, drawing shapes and practicing his signature with playful intent.

"Naow... moom how woul' you teasth sun m' such a vulll-ner-able state such as this~? Id appearths m' mouf ish fuwhl.."

Moon lightly snorted at diVo and Sun's manic nature from diVo talking with the tots in his mouth.

"Coochie coochie coooo little ball of sunshine~ it doesn’t tickle, does it~?"

"AAAHAHAHA-NANANAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! PLEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEEHEHE-SNORT-G-GIHIHEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" Sun couldn't handle this kind of tag teaming. Even with it just being Moon's words and not his fingers, Sun was in too much of a sensitive state to tell the difference. He began feeling that limpness that came with his body surrendering completely and his mind swimming in a happy, drunken state. Man, diVo could get him there so fast it seemed.

DiVo chuckled at the pure glee that escaped the smaller bot.

“That’s a good ray of sunshine~” he praised with a purr before remembering the reason he was doing this (besides the whole getting a second helping thing)

His hands rubbed some of the tickles away.

“How’s that energy now, little sunbeam~? Feeling tired yet~?”

Sun heaved, still chortling from the tingles that lingered... "Hehehehe… aha... eeeehee… yehehess...aha... oho stahars… hehehehetihihihickles... heheahah…"

Sun continued to let the remaining giggles bubble out as his eyes fluttered closed.

"Hmhmhm, looks like it's someone's nap time..." Moon teased lovingly. He reached his arms out. It was in a rather childlike way signaling for diVo to give Sun to him.

DiVo looked toward moon….but gave a knowing smirk. It actually sent a chill up the naptime animatronics spine…until diVo lifted Sun himself and used his tendrils to carry moon.

“In my own humble opinion….I think you both could use a long rest,” the phantom chuckled walking toward the daycare with both bots in his hold.

"Mmmm.... fair point..."

Moon let out a trilled yawn, stretching out a tad, and relaxing in the hold of the tendrils.

Sun meanwhile already started to snore, snuggling up to the tickle-void as he carried them.

DiVo sighed, ensuring the lights were off before stepping into the Superstar Daycare. He was finally becoming more comfortable with the place… so long as the lights were out.

He never truly expected Moon to fall asleep in his tendrils of all places... Well, mayhaps it was because he was exhausted. DiVo gathered together a bunch of pillows and blankets, making a makeshift nap fortress that he could easily slip out of before they awoke... diVo felt as full as a human after Thanksgiving dinner. It wouldn't hurt for him to rest his stomach awhile...

The void gently tucked both Sun and Moon into the pillow bed, giving himself the foot of it to drape across as to not make them uncomfortable per his bony, and pointy body.

"You two rest. I'll take care of your patrols for the rest of the night, Moon," diVo assured.

"Mmm, but that's - *yawn*- my job..." Moon protested sleepily.

"Don't fret, little moonpie. I always watch the night even when you are on patrol. You sleep. I'll do the rest..."

With that, the phantom faded into the shadows of the room. Sun rolled onto his side, grappling for something to cuddle, his grasp finding Moon quite quickly. Moon obliged, opening his arms to return the cuddle. With his eyes closing Moon muttered one more thing:

"Thank you"

A sign of gratitude that didn't go unheard…

#sfw tickling community #fnaf security breach #fnaf moondrop #fnaf sundrop #fnaf tickles #moondrop #sundrop #lee!moon #lee!sun #ler!divo #lee!moondrop #lee!sundrop #fnaf divo #fnaf oc divo #tickle fanfiction

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mysteriouslee · 7 months

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Day 1

(Anticipation)

lee!Greg ler!Rodrick (I just finished chapter 82 of dysfunctional perspective).

"GREG YOU FUCKING NUMBNUT"yelled Rodrick as he rumaged the house for his little brother. Greg went into the basment and closed the door, stupidly not locking it. It was dark and quiet, too quiet. If his brother doesn't kill him, he'll have quite a story to tell.Greg began to take a sigh of relief but that was when he heard a yell.

"GREG, WHEN I FIND YOU, IM GONNA WRECK YOU TILL YOU CRY" said Rodrick.

Gregory wondered why his eldest brother couldn't just say tickle, but then again he didn't understand his brother for the most part.

Suddenly his mom came in. Shit he thought.

"Hey sweetie, whatcha doing in here,please come out. That was when Rodrick spotted him. They stared at eachother and Rodrick worded out to him.

"I'll get you later"

A week had past and Greg had been unusually jumpy, Rowley thought it was weird but he didn't need to know.

Greg went home that afternoon, expecting a jumpscare or a random tackle, but nothing....

He went to storm in to Rodrick's room and as he busted open the door, Rodrick looked as if he had been expecting him.

"Wha-"muttered Gregory before he was cut off.

"What gives, you ask?"said Rodrick as he sat down in a chair like a villain from a movie.

"Yeah but..."Greg was once cut off again.

"It's simple science, my wimpy sibling. I made you wait for it. I knew drawing it out would drive you absolutely insane and you knew that I would be out for revenge after what you did" said Rodrick.

(It's up to interpretation what Greg did)

Greg stumbled back and looked for is get away but he literally walked right into Rodrick's hand. Rodrick pounced on him.

"MOM!" yelled Greg.

"Isn't this what you've been waiting for? Mom left 20 monutes ago so you have no where to run" said Rodrick.

Greg gulped, his demises finally upon him.

Rodrick blew raspberries into Greg's stomach and Gregory screamed loud enough to Frank who was in the living room.

"Shit" said both boys in unison.

#sfw tickling #tickle fanfic #tickling community #sfw tickles #tickle blog #tickle community #lee!greg #ler!rodrock #diary of a wimpy kid #doawk #greg heffley #rodrick heffley #susan heffley #frank heffley #tickletober

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radiant-fanon-maker · 1 year

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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

#RFM Post #LilyWily Ao3 #Fnaf #fnaf security breach #Sundrop #Moondrop #Gregory fnaf #Lee!Gregory #Ler!Moondrop #Ler!Sundrop #just a bunch of tickling #fnaf tickles #fnaf tickling #sfw tickling community #tword fic

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trashyswitch · 1 year

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Captured, Dragged and Tickled

People wanted to know what happened when Sun and Moon were pulling Freddy into the daycare again. Well, this is exactly what happened between the chase, and the return to the Daycare.

Part 2 to Overcoming Fears.

This fanfic was suggested by UndertaleSansLuv3 on AO3. I hope you enjoy!

Last time, on Overcoming Fears:

[Gregory laughed and giggled through all the tickles. “GEHEHEHET FREHEHEHEDDYYHYHY!” Gregory encouraged.

“Ooooh! Not a bad idea, actually!” Sun reacted.

“Not a bad idea at all.” Moon said as well.

Both Sun and Moon looked up at Freddy, who looked like he would be sweating if he had sweat glands. Freddy put his hands up in surrender and slowly started to back away.

“Get back here!” Sun yelled.

“You’re not getting out of this alive!” Moon declared.

Freddy took off running the other way…]

[And now, a continuation:]

Freddy sprinted through the daycare, and took a right past some of the play equipment. He did NOT want to get caught by Sun OR Moon! Both of them may be harmless…and he may have proven to Gregory that they’re harmless…but that does NOT mean being playful was off their list.

Freddy slid past the blue tube slide and took a turn to the left past the cubbies. Why did Gregory have to suggest that they tickle him?! WHY?! What’s so fun about tickling a bear?! And how do they even know he’s ticklish?!

“Get back here!” Sun yelled.

“You’re not getting out of this alive!” Moon declared.

Freddy turned around to face the two daycare attendants. “Come at me, brothers!” Freddy yelled.

“GLADLY!” Both the daycare attendants said at the same time.

Freddy yelped and turned back around, running again. “NOOOOO!” Freddy yelled.

“We’re gonna getcha!” Sun declared.

“We’re both gonna getcha!” Moon declared next.

Freddy took another left, basically running in a circle. He ran past the tech desk and the wooden entrance doors, before running out of the daycare. He ran out to the hallways, and up the stopped escalator stairs.

Freddy looked behind him from over his shoulder as the two daycare attendants continued to jump and sprint after him. They looked like they were enjoying every second of this chase. But if they actually were, Freddy couldn’t say. He could only assume.

Freddy turned his head straight forward again a bit too soon…too soon for him to see Sun climb on the escalator handles and up to the platform above the overhead lights on the side of the lobby.

Freddy looked up at the platform, and saw Sun running up above him on his right. He took a turn sooner than he should’ve, cutting the corner and heading in towards the Glamrock Gifts entrance.

But Freddy made the mistake of looking over his shoulder at Moon. He ended up distracted enough to not know when he was reaching the door. Suddenly, a loud crash filled the lobby as Freddy smashed into the door. His body stayed on the door for a couple seconds, before Freddy fell right onto his back.

Freddy groaned and slowly opened his eyes. And there standing above him, was Moon.

“Hoo hoo HOO!” He declared. “Grab him, Sunny boy!” Moon declared.

“NO!” Freddy yelled.

Sun grabbed Freddy’s leg and started pulling him out of the entrance hall of Glamrock Gifts.

“You’re coming with us!” Sun declared as he started tickling Freddy’s foot.

Freddy squeaked and giggled almost right away. “Wahahahait, whahahahat?!” Freddy reacted. Tickles already?! What did he do to deserve this?! Freddy tried to grab the ground and poles that he went past, desperate to get away.

“Come on, Freddy! Accept your fate!” Moon reacted, taking Freddy’s other foot and tickling it.

“If you get free, it’ll only be for a couple seconds before we grab you again.” Sun added.

“Lehehehet mehehehehe gohohohoho!” Freddy begged, already a giggly mess.

“Not gonna happen, baby Freddy!” Sun teased. “You’re gonna have to come to terms with being tickled in the daycare!” Moon added next.

Freddy groaned and tried to grab a wall corner that was nearby.

“Come oooon, Freddy!” Moon ordered, tickling his foot even more. “If you keep grabbing corners, you’re gonna get tickled!”

Sun quickened his hands as well. “That’s right!”

Freddy squealed and let out big fits of laughter. “WAHAhahahahait! Nohohohot thahahahat!” Freddy laughed.

“Not what? Not this?” Sun asked, tickling his foot even faster.

Freddy wheezed and quickly let go of the wall corner so he could throw his arms around. “NohohoHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHA!” Freddy laughed harder.

Sun and Moon started pulling him back to the daycare again. Freddy was already too tired to start grabbing walls again. So, he just giggled his heart away and let them drag him back to the daycare. Soon, they opened the door to the entrance of the daycare, and pulled Freddy in.

With more strength in him and eagerness to get out at this point, Freddy reached for the door and grabbed the door handle that was meant for toddlers.

“What did we just say, Moon?” Sun asked.

“keep grabbing things to stop, and you’re gonna get tickled!” Moon replied.

Sun and moon increased their tickles to get Freddy to let go. Freddy kept holding on as much as he could. But it was just no use. No use at all. They just kept on tickling. Freddy finally decided that it was not worth holding on. So, he finally let go and let Moon and sun carry him into the daycare.

“Nice try, teddy bear.” Sun teased, dragging him past the play equipment and into the middle of the daycare.

“Now you get to be tickled by all three of us!” Moon declared.

Freddy looked over at Gregory and looked away, embarrassed. He was nervous to be tickled by 3 people at once. This would be his first time. He didn’t know how his body was going to react. But…He knew it was going to happen really soon…so he minus well embrace it.

“Let’s get started!” Gregory declared suddenly.

Wait, WHAT?!

Gregory immediately started wiggling his fingers at Freddy, making Freddy all giggly and nervous.

“W-Wahahait! Plehehease!” Freddy begged.

“Sorry buddy! You’re ours now!” Sun declared next.

Freddy watched as Gregory climbed onto his hips and started skittering his fingers onto his sides and belly. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo!” Gregory teased. Freddy covered his mouth as he heard giggles falling right out of his mouth and flowed right into the ticklers’ ears.

Moon and Sun had each grabbed a foot and started tickling there as well. “Kitchy kitchy koo!” Both Sun and Moon said at the exact same time.

Freddy threw his head back and LAUGHED like his life depended on it. He wasn’t able to feel anything, due to not having nerves. But he still felt overwhelmed by the orders to laugh his heart out.

“Hoo hoo HOO! He’s still ticklish!” Sun reacted.

“I figured he was, since we didn’t fiddle with any of his sensitivity settings.” Moon added.

“Stop tickling, I wanna try something.” Gregory told Sun and Moon. When the two daycare attendants stopped, Gregory took in a big breath and blew a big raspberry onto Freddy’s belly.

But to everyone’s surprise…Freddy was quiet. The only sound that could be heard was Freddy’s simulated soft breathing.

“Whahat…are you doing, Gregory?” Freddy asked, confused.

Gregory widened his eyes. “You’re…You don’t react to raspberries?” Gregory asked.

Freddy tilted his head. “What is a raspberry?” Freddy asked.

“Yeah, what’s a raspberry?” Moon asked next.

“Are you talking about the red fruit?” Sun asked.

Gregory sighed and went back to skittering his fingers on Freddy. “At least I can tickle like this.” Gregory mentioned with a growing smile.

Freddy widened his eyes and squeezed them shut as hissy giggles left his mouth. “Khehehehehehehe! G-Guhuhuhuhuys, plehehehehease!” Freddy begged.

“Or what? You’ll get us back?” Sun asked, looking at Moon.

“HA! I’d like to see you try.” Moon replied, looking at Sun before looking at Freddy.

Freddy was now openly giggling and moving his head left and right. Though it could be much worse, Freddy wasn’t sure how he was feeling about the situation he was in. Part of him wanted them to stop. But the other part of him wanted them to keep on going for a while longer.

And then Moon and Sun resumed tickling his feet.

Freddy’s giggles went up an octave as they turned into loud laughter. “OhohoHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA- GAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Freddy cackled.

“Wooooow! So ticklish! How fun!” Moon reacted.

Gregory laughed. “Try the heel! He’s really bad there.” Gregory told Moon.

“Okay!” Sun replied as he started tickling Freddy’s heel.

Freddy guffawed and cackled a lot. “WHOOOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Freddy cackled loudly.

“WOW! Now THAT’S laughter!” Sun reacted.

“I’m gonna try tickling his toes to see what happens.” Moon decided, moving his nimble fingers up to Freddy’s 3 toes. Freddy squealed and giggled nonstop. “EEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NATTHETOES! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHE TOHOHOHOHOES!” Freddy shouted.

“Not the toes? You mean the three, big, ticklish toes right here?” Sun asked, scratching right in between toe 1 and 2.

Freddy wheezed and cackled. “GAHAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! NohohoHOHOHO STOHOHOHOP!” Freddy begged.

“No stop? You don’t want us to stop?” Sun asked.

“Okay! Then we won’t stop!” Gregory replied, poking right where the belly button was supposed to be.

Freddy was a mess of laughter, cackles and squeals. It was just so much for him! It was nonstop! LAUGH! CACKLE! LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH! It was exhausting…and yet, exhilarating at the same time! But why?! Were mixed feelings considered normal?!

After a few more minutes, the boys all stopped tickling Freddy. Gregory got off of Freddy while Sun and Moon let go of Freddy’s feet. Freddy was breathing and huffing in simulated exhaustion.

Normally the human reaction to an exhausted person would be to help the person calm down and get better. But Sun and Moon knew his exhaustion was fake. Animatronics don’t have lungs. They just have simulated exhaustion so the kids know when they need to stop.

Gregory was worried for Freddy. He was worried he went too far. But when Freddy said he was fine, Gregory’s worry lessened somewhat quickly.

“Now THAT’S how you win a tickle fight!” Sun declared, proud of himself.

Gregory brought Sun into a big hug. “Thank you Sun!” Gregory said.

He let go, and headed over to Moon. “And thank you Moon!” Gregory said, hugging Moon as well. “And guess what? I’m not scared of you anymore!” Gregory reacted.

“Yay!” Moon declared.

Gregory ran to Freddy and hugged him last. “And thank you Freddy!”

Freddy was still breathless. “No…Noproblem…k-kiddo.” he managed to get out.

What a night…

#funny #continuation #fluff #ticklefic #ler!sun #ler!moon #ler!gregory #lee!freddy

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scrumptioussweetsfire · 11 months

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Ты наша самая любимая- щекотливая малышка!

(история выдуманная- это раз, и я пишу историю впервые-это два, но надеюсь что всем понравится.)

Я была в аниматронной семье новенькой, и не знала как вливаться в команду, так как ребенок в семье уже был.

Но сейчас не об этом!

Я вернулась с прогулки домой расстроенная, потому что меня обзывали на улице местные хулиганы.

"Что у тебя за веник на голове? А не волосы?"

"Что за нищенка? Она пользуется дешёвыми духами."

"Почему ты вечно в одной и той же одежде? У тебя родители нищеброды, что-ли?"

И в очередной раз вернувшись с прогулки, аниматроники и Грегори меня окружили.

"Что с тобой, суперзвезда?"-спросил меня Фредди.

"Не ваше дело!😭"-буркнула я.

"Ну скажи, что случилось?"-настаивала Чика.

"😭Меня хулиганы опять обзывали нищенкой!"-плача, но всё ещё в состоянии говорить ответила я.

"Тю, нашла повод плакать."-сказала Рокси, подойдя ко мне-"Зайчик, мы тебе очень много раз говорили что ты у нас на много лучше того, что они тебе говорят."

"Больше всего этого, ты ещё наша самая лучшая дочка."-чуть ли не промурлыкав сказал Монти.

"А ещё, ты самая лучшая старшая сестрёнка!"-высказал Грегори обнимая меня.

"Вы уверены?"-с большой надеждой в глазах спросила я всех.

"Конечно!!"-сказали мне все в унисон.

Я просто смотрела на них всё ещё заплаканными глазами, но уже с искренней улыбкой.

И тут, мне поступило предложение от Рокси:

"А теперь: ты позволишь нам подбодрить тебя?"

"Эмм...окееей?"-протянула я.

"Вот и отлично!"-опять сказали все в унисон.

После этого Рокси взяла меня на руки и понесла в нашу игровую.

"Чем бы нам заняться?"-спросила нас всех Рокси, щекоча мне щёку.

"Не знахахаю!"-захихикала я.

И тут все замолчали.

"Оу, похоже что тут кое-кто боится щекотки?~"-мягко спросила Чика.

Моё лицо тут же раскраснелось до такой степени, что любой спелый помидор позавидует.

"Похоже, что да.~"-сказал Монти.

О нет.

И каждый сел на свою позицию.

Рокси как держала меня на руках, так и держала, не отпускала, и начала мне щекотать животик.

Чика вцепилась в мою маленькую шейку.

Монти был где-то слева от Рокси.

А Фредди и Грегори просто сидели где-то рядом с нами, и мелко усмехались.

Я сначала хотела задержать дыхание, чтобы не засмеяться, но ничего не вышло. И мой звонкий, детский смех заполнил всю игровую.

Мало этого, так ещё всё стали понемногу дразнительно хихикать.

"Китчи-китчи ку, малышка~"-дразнила меня Рокси.

"Неехехет!"-пыталась я сквозь смех хоть что-то высказать им.

"О да-да~"-усмехалась Чика.

"АХАХАХХАХААХАХ, ОТПУХУХСТИХИТЕ МЕНЯХАХА!"-умоляла я их.

"Ну, мы же только начали!"-обиженно высказала Чика.

И тут, ещё один фактор. Грегори каким-то образом залез на руки к Роксане, и впился мне в подмышки.

"ГРЕХХЕЕХХГОРИХИХИХ ЧТОХОХ ТЫ ДЕЛАХАХХАЕШЬ?!"-воспрасила я ухмыляющегося мальчика.

"Тика-тика-тика, сестрёнка~"-поддразнивал Грегори.

"Что, АХАХАХХАХААХАХ!"-я резко засмеялась когда почувствовала, что кто-то щекочет мои ноги.

И угадайте кто это был....

Правильно, Монти. И от моей почти мгновенной реакции он захихикал и стал конкретно журить!

"А я и не думал, что у нашей девочки щекотливые ножки.~"

Продолжалось всё это на протяжении 7 минут, после чего меня прекратили щекотать.

"Чёрт возьми, это было весело!"- чуть ли не выкрикнул Грегори.-"Но тебе уже лучше, сестрёнка?"-спросил меня мальчик.

"Дахах...спасибо вам большое, мне гораздо лучше."- ответила я им, но призрачная щекотка на моем теле ещё осталась.

"Нет проблем, суперзвёздочка."-ответил Фредди.

"Нет проблем, малышка!"- в унисон сказали девочки.

"Без проблем, Ангелина."- заключили Монти и Грегори.

И тут прозвуча от всех фраза, которая мне очень затеплила моё маленькое сердечко.

"Мы тебя очень любим, Ангелиночка."

"И я вас тоже очень люблю."-ответила я им.

После этого я уснула на руках у Роксаны.

"Сладких снов, малышка."- прошептала мне на ушко Рокси.

Далее, каждый из аниматроников поцеловал меня в лоб, уложили в кровать, укрыли пледом, и тихо закрыли дверь.

(на этом моё первое приключение заканчивается, а если хотите ещё историй от меня, то пишите в комментах, и ставьте лайки)

(p.s я озвучу несколько правил моей страницы щекотки.

1-Я не публикую 18+, поэтому любители этого, можете уходить сразу.

2-если вы хотите прочитать историю о том как аниматрони щекочут вас, сначала отправьте мне вашу таблицу щекотки, а ��отом я придумаю историю.

3-'самое важное'не стесняйтесь задавать вопросы если вам что-то не понятно, и если у вас есть какие-то свои истории, можно как и реальные так и выдуманные, то пишите их в комментах, а на самые интересное я поставлю сердечки)

А на сегодня всё!

Всем пока, кто это читал!❤️❤️❤️

#fnaf tickles #ler!monty #fnaf sb tickles #ler!roxy #ler!gregory #ler!chica

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top-tier-tickles · 1 year

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HCS of fnaf sb?

Gregory:

Ticklish little bastard

Worst spot is his sides

Mostly gets tickled by Freddy

He'll haul ass when he's about to be wrecked

But he likes it

He'd never admit it tho

Glamrock Freddy:

Dad friend

A huge switch

Mostly tickles around his armpits

A frequent target for the others

Father-son tickle fights>>>>>>

Glamrock Chica:

Her and Roxy tease each other all the time

Ironically the least ticklish of the glamrocks

Goes after Monty for his attitude

And to find out where he hid the snacks

Roxanne Wolf:

A total hypocrite

Says she's too mature for tickling, but is the biggest ler of the group

Actually ticklish around her ears and belly

Montgomery Gator:

Switch

Worst spot is his back

Yknow how gators do that death roll thing

Monty does that while tickling someone

Vanessa:

Usually stays off to the side

Had witnessed many tickle fights

Also has many recorded on her phone

Vanny:

To playful for her own good

It pisses William off too

Ticklish on her sides

A pretty good ler

Sun:

Literally made to be ticklish

Loves to play tickle monster with the kids

Worst spot is the rays and belly

Their shoes are removable, easy access to the feet

Moon:

Same as Sun, only their worst spot is the neck

Tickles bad children who don't want to nap

More vicious as a ler than Sun

But expect to be tucked up after being wrecked by them

#fnaf tickles #fnaf security breach #fnaf

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tkle-parkie · 1 year

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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 ♥)

#sfw tickle #sfw tickling community #tword #tword community #sfw twords #south park tickles #gregstophe tickles #gregstophe #lee!gregory #ler!christophe #sfw tickle fic #tickle fic #fluff fic #gregstophe fluff #t word #tickling

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