#ler!gray

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I wasn't in a particularly good mood so I stayed late ok

pease do not attempt to interact with this post or this blog in any way if any of you have a tickling kink/fetish.

So as promised Fairy Tail! Honestly I didn’t watch this anime 😅 I started it long time ago and never came back to it so maybe now’s the time 🤷‍♀️🤔

Word Count: 1,137

Characters: My OCs, Tan and Gray (human and demon roommates. This story features Lee!Tan and Ler!Gray).

Warnings: non-sexual tickling, a sympathetic but innocently sadistic demon

Tickling was not something most people thought about regularly, but for Gray, it was a fascination. As a reformed demon with lingering sadistic impulses, tickling's playful, innocent reputation made it easy to exploit as a sadistic hobby while still being morally okay.

So of course, moving in with Tan necessitated finding out if his roommate was ticklish.

Well, let's be realistic here. Gray thought with a grin. It's about finding out how ticklish he is.

Gray could tell Tan was ticklish just by looking at him. It was a vibe he had picked up on over the years- humans who were ticklish may as well be wearing a sign declaring it.

A small poke to Tan's side confirmed this theory. The boy let out a squeak and jumped.

"What was that for?!" Tan huffed crossly.

Gray grinned. "Just to see if you're ticklish."

Tan turned pink. "W- w- I-... I'm… not, you just, startled me."

"Mhm." Gray smirked, poking Tan again, who yelped and shoved Gray's hands away. "Not ticklish?"

Tan glared. "Alright, fine, maybe a little. What's it matter to you, you taking a poll or something?"

"No," Gray said. "But tickling is quite fun, don't you think?"

"No! It's mean!" Tan squeaked and took a step back.

Gray raised an eyebrow. "Mean?" he echoed in a mocking tone. "Why, Tan, you underestimate how mean I can get."

Tan seemed to understand what was about to happen, or at least be aware that he was in deep shit, so he took off toward the stairs. Bad move. It was almost inevitable that he would get cornered upstairs. Gray smirked. His roommate was making this easy for him.

Still, this game of cat-and-mouse was all part of the fun, even if the mouse happened to be bad at it. Gray headed up the stairs, hands in pockets. Tan's door was closed. There was no lock on said door, but Gray could be sure that Tan was leaning close to it on the other side. This was almost too easy. Tan's attempts at brute force never panned out, it just wasn't his strong suit.

Gray twisted the knob, and with a little effort, opened the door against the pressure from the other side. Tan's eyes were wide when they met Gray's, and Gray grinned.

"Time's up," Gray said smugly, feeling very much like a cat with his prey just inches from his jaws. 

Tan made a noise that was somewhere in between a scream and a laugh as he was pounced on and shoved to the floor, Gray's fingers digging into his sides ruthlessly. Gray smiled as he ran his fingers up further against Tan's ribs, causing his roommate to twist and squirm against the floor helplessly, face pink as he giggled.

"F-FAHAHAHAHAHA! FAHAHAHACK! GRAHAHAHAHAY! GRAHAHAHAY! FU-FAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! OHOHAHAHAHAHAHA! OHOHOHO MYHYHY GOHAHAHAHAHAD!"

Gray slightly hummed to himself, ignoring the desperate pleading from his captive as he spidered his fingers up and down his ribs, quickly and expertly, while Tan just melted into the floor and cackled, unable to even stammer out his begging through his laughter anymore.

Gray sighed a bit and let up, still not stopping completely, but enough to let Tan breathe a bit easier. "It's tiresome to see you be beaten so easily, Tan," he said. "But I suppose there's no helping it- humans are weak, they can only take so much."

If Gray was perhaps a bit more perceptive, he might have seen the wheels turning in Tan's expression, the beginnings of a plan involving testing the unspoken claim behind Gray's words ("demons can handle tickling for far longer than humans").

But Gray did not waste time reading Tan's expression, and instead just began to idly circle the human's stomach with his fingernails, eliciting more writhing and giggles, but this time, Tan grabbed Gray's hands and forced them away from him, still laughing a little and trying to move out from under the demon.

Gray could not let his captive get away. He fought Tan's grip, overpowering him easily due to the human's more exerted condition. He pinned Tan down with one hand and fished in his pocket for a couple items. Aha! Always prepared for some similar eventuality, Gray kept two feathers in his pockets. If he wanted to do some torturously light tickling, this was certain to do the trick even better than fingernails.

Tan didn't have time to speak before both feathers were shoved under his sleeves into his armpits, and Gray swirled them mercilessly as Tan collapsed and writhed and giggled.

"NOHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHA! GRAHAHAHAY PLEHEHEHEASE! GOHAHAHAHAHAWD NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!"

Gray kept the feathers right where they were, smirking down at Tan. "Oh? You want me to tickle somewhere else?

"NOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE OHOHOMYHYHYGOHAHAHAHOD!"

"So you want me to keep tickling here, then, hm?" Gray's smirk broke into a grin, and he increased speed on his feathers until Tan's laughter was louder and more helpless than ever, and his begging completely evaporated into a sea of absolute mirth.

Gray took the feathers away, smiling brightly, and while Tan was catching his breath, decided to go for a spot that tended to be a longshot for most people. Perhaps this would be a less ticklish spot for Tan, just to give him a bit of a break?

The two feathers gently dragged their way up both sides of Tan's neck, causing Tan to turn bright red, giggle ridiculously hard, kick out his legs, and desperately try to grab Gray's arms. Gray was far too delighted and intrigued to allow that, however, and he continued his ruthless dragging of the tools up and down Tan's neck while leaning his elbows down a bit over Tan's arms to keep them down.

Tan helplessly squirmed and laughed, now unable to even move his arms much, and Gray absolutely revelled in this newfound tickle spot.

"Tickle tickle tickle~" Gray cooed in a low voice, and this only served to make Tan more desperate, writhing as his face reddened even more, throwing back his head in loud, high-pitched, adorable laughter. Gray grinned. "Aw, what's wrong? Does it tiiickle? Hmmmm? Does it, Tan? Coochie coochie coo~" Gray chuckled and increased his speed with the feathers, until he was sure Tan could not take much more.

"I hate you," Tan said as soon as he caught his breath.

"Tough words for someone in this position," Gray teased.

"You're not done?" Tan said, his tone a weird mix of half panic, half exasperation.

"I'm never done," Gray said. "But I suppose I can let you go for now."

Gray got off of Tan, allowing his roommate to stand up, smoothing out his clothes and scowling. Gray smiled, shrugging, and patted Tan on the shoulder.

Note:This is a fic that has a SFW tickling intention. If you don't like that, then please don't interact with this post. The fic also contains Switch!Gray and Switch!Wenda. This fic has no s3xual (eww) context, the fic itself implies childish fun. Enjoy reading!

Note 2:The fic might be quite short, so I apologize.

Mention:Jevin, Raddy, Sky, Simon and Vineria.

Yes, and I'm ready to share with them, lil buddy.

TK HCS ON...

!GRAY!

(Note:So 👀👀👀 Yeah, I'm watching carefully👀👀👀 Yeah, yeah, yeah👀👀👀👀 Very interesting👀👀👀👀 I get it, so so👀👀👀 Wow, how interesting👀👀👀👀)

Ler

°•His emotions are extremely ticklish-neutral, so... No, don't expect him in a ler mood.

°•When tickled, he will be serious because he is serious in nature.

°•He will burn you with this look of shame, when you will squeal from one poke.

°•Gray doesn't like to tickle anyone, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have any favorite lees.

↑•It is unknown who this might be, since Gray does not admit it.

°•He quite skillful to target your vulnerable spots to make you scream.

°•Even despite his neutrality and seriousness, he will still say something about your laughter.

°•He doesn't like to tease or compliment, but that doesn't mean he doesn't do it. He may tease you casually and then go silent.

°•Gray never went far. At the first request he stopped immediately.

°•He is quite rough with tickles, but the most careful of the lers.

°•He likes to imagine that instead of you, he is "punishing" his little demons.

↑°•"You disobeyed me, little demon, so I need to punish you." 💀

°•Raspberry? Unfortunately or fortunately for you, he doesn't make raspberries.

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Lee

•°He's not very ticklish, but he does have his weak spots.

↑•°Tail, horns and sides - the ideal option.

•°When tickled, he will try to resist. When he can't stand it, he will start sneezing and giggling.

•°Wow! Congratulations to you!:D Because his laugh sounds just like his sound! (MUTE-)

•°He's funny when it comes to tickling because he acts like a little kid.

•°He is often attacked by... "Drumroll" WENDA! *Clapping hands*

•°Quite shy when you tease him or compliment him. Because of this, he looks at you with an offended expression.

•°He can't AND NO he doesn't even tolerate raspberries. He turns into a giggling mess.

•°He will calmly leave and hide from ler so that he won’t find him. However, if he is found, he blames himself.

•°Surprisingly, Gray's tail wags at the same time as he laughs.

•°After tickling, he will start to hiccup, because of which he will start to go crazy like a mad animal.

•°Gray can sometimes accidentally tickle himself with his tail.

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Note:I'm tired and can't think of anything else, so forgive me.

Word Count: 1018

(This is a story with my original characters, Tan and Gray. They are roommates and Gray is a demon.)

Tan is too polite to tell the local religious recruiters to leave him alone, so he lets Gray help him.

TWs: Consensual Tickling, Consensual Demonic Possession, Religion, Reference To Christianity, Brief Implied Homophobia, Swearing

The sound of the door was one that always made Tan stiffen. When he was young, it indicated that his privacy was over and that his guard had to be up. Seeing Gray's face made his shoulders relax a bit.

"Hey, what's up, pal?" Tan leaped to his feet and started pouring a bag of pretzels into a blue plastic bowl. When Gray didn't respond, he just kept talking. "I need to ask you a favor. There's this group of guys that come by every once in a while and they aren't very- uh- they aren't exactly the kind of guys I want to associate with. Y'know, real culty types. All smiles, but very insistent. I was wondering if you could scare 'em off for me."

Gray set down his bag on the table and let out a breath. "Why can't you just ignore them?"

"They won't stop texting me and leaving me messages and I don't want to be rude and tell them to fuck off. But you..." Tan grabbed a pretzel, and, not breaking eye contact with Gray, put it in his mouth.

"Me what?" Gray frowned.

"You don't have any qualms about being rude," Tan said. "At least, not as far as I know. And you're a demon, and you know what scares religious people more than anything?"

"...Demons?"

"Right!" Tan slammed his hands on the table, grin wide on his face. "And that's why you need to pretend you're- uh- an evil spirit that's dwelling in this apartment."

"Tan," Gray said. "I am an evil spirit that's dwelling in this apartment."

"Yeah, but you pay rent, so roommate is just more accurate,"

"I don't mind doing this for you, so long as I get something in return," Gray said.

Tan grimaced. "Demons don't do stuff for free, huh?"

"Excuse me if I'm not charitable, it's just that I've been in hell for so long I've forgotten the point of doing free favors." Gray was always a bit sarcastic, but he seemed to get even more so when defensive.

"What do you want?" Tan sighed.

"I want to choose the method and circumstances I will use to scare these religious men off," Gray said. "You will have to cooperate, of course."

"That's it?" Tan said. "I was going to let you do that anyway."

"That's all I want," Gray said smoothly. Tan raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, well," Tan sat up, resting his arms against the table. "What's your strategy?"

"I'm going to possess you," Gray said.

"Oh, Gray, not that! I get goosebumps just thinking about last time," Tan squirmed in his chair.

"Is that so?" a grin spread on Gray's face. "Don't you trust me?"

Tan just glared.

"Fair," Gray said. "I can't promise it won't be exactly like last time. But I also won't do anything without your permission."

Tan let out a sigh. He knew where this was going. "Okay, but... uh... just remember to stop when I tell you to, 'kay?"

"Of course," Gray said, almost kindly. "So when are these folks going to come by?"

"In about an hour,"

"So little time," Gray said. "C'mere."

~

Tan soon lay spread eagle on his bed, arms and legs securely tied in place. He supposed that this was natural for a victim of possession, as shown in movies, but he still felt a bit hesitant about it. Gray grabbed his wrist for a moment, and vanished.

Tan frowned, then shifted violently as Gray's presence in his brain became apparent. Another squirm.

The doorbell rang through the room, and Tan could only let out a strangled "Come in."

Tan bit his lip for a moment. A tingly sensation was climbing up his side, and he could almost feel the feather-soft touch of five spidering fingers. Suddenly, it was mirrored by the other side. Tan squeaked.

"Goddamnit, Gray, do you have to-" Tan cut off. The sensation was doubling in speed, and he squirmed, his hips bucking and arms pulling against the ropes.

"What's going on?" two men in suits were at his door. Tan was about to let out a sheepish reply, but the tickly sensation suddenly crawled up his neck. He threw back his head, bursting into giggles.

"A dehehehemon's tahaken mehehe ohover! I hahahad to- hahahaha! Shihihihit!" he ignored the gasps he received from the religious men. "Ihihi tihihied mysehehelf up to protehehect you! Sahahave yohourselves!"

Blank stares. This was getting difficult. Just when Tan thought they'd have to give up, he felt hands on his back, alternating between poking and dragging and spidering. Tan writhed, arching his back and cackling with laughter.

"GRAHAHAHAY! OHOHOMYGOHOHOD! HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Maybe we should get out of here," one of the men said to the other.

"I don't know. Maybe we should get someone to do an exorcism?"

"Yeah, and where's that demon gonna go right after we get it out? One of us."

"Oh. Oh no."

"There's no Christlike way out of this, unless you want to end up like that." the man looked pointedly at Tan, who was now jerking his arms wildly against the ropes, face red, head thrown back, his entire body trembling as helpless laughter escaped him.

"Maybe," the other admitted. "But, still, we shouldn't leave him like this."

The tickling slowed, and Tan caught his breath. "I-I'll behehe fine. The demon's my roommate."

"Roommate?" the first man narrowed his eyes. "You must have invited this spirit in to begin with, then."

"Uhhh... I guess so," Tan said. The two men stared at him, eyes wide with shock and disgust.

"We have to leave this cursed home," the first one whispered, straightening his tie. "Besides I don't think that Tan fellow is entirely heterosexual, God save him."

"You think so?"

"I'm right here," Tan said. "Pretty gay though, yeah."

The two men hurried out of the room and Tan waited until he heard his front door shut before relaxing against the bed.

"It's over, Gray. You can come out now, " Tan said.

"How disappointing," Gray said. "I was just starting to have fun."

"Get out here and untie me, asshole."