Whenever you're playing a game or watching a show/movie and seeing that one character you love and cherish to pieces but can't help but imagine every time how they'd wreck you or how ticklish they would be and how cute they would be giggling and squealing when tickled 🥹
I think that after not being able to be touched for a long time Grace will be touch starved, so Rocky also uses tickles as a way of touch. I think he would use his superior weight to trap Grace and then use gentle tickles which make him melt and make his brain feel all gooey. He enjoys it because it is an affectionate touch, but it's also tickly, so he is constantly torn between leaning into it and trying to squirm away. And being trapped under Rocky all he can do is lie there and giggle himself silly.
And Rocky of course notices that he enjoys it and that it makes him relax and will want to give Grace gentle tickles at least on a weekly basis. Grace of course will be embarrassed, especially when Rocky comes running to him and says "It's tickle time!" and Grace can't even hide his face in his hands because "Why Grace hide face in hands, Rocky can still see you". Rocky is definitely a master at unintentionally flustering him.
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i loveeee that Rocky is canonically much stronger and heavier than Grace, it’s so funny to me cause the fandom tends to see him as small and cute (which he is!! both is good) I think one of the coolest things about Grace and Rocky’s dynamic with physical touch is that if we had a magical situation where Rocky and Grace would be amen to hug or cuddle, Rocky would be mega heavy and probably very warm cause of the atmosphere he lives in. so like a big heating pad but it also has arms and claws and sometimes tickles Grace out of nowhere.
and Rocky being unintentionally teasy is also soooo cute because he doesn’t really have a concept of why Grace is embarassed—he’s just stating the obvious. Grace body temperature rising. Face is warm. Why Grace so warm, question? Grace moving erratically, squirming a lot. Rocky hurting Grace, question? he has to keep his spirits up somehow
okay but how about letting the lee squirm away? Not pushing them back when they sit up, sitting a tiny bit lighter on them so they can crawl away. And then they’re panting, shaking with left over giggles… and a little disappointed- until you drag them back by the ankle with evil chuckles “thought you could get away? You’re so cute pretending~ C’mere, I’m going to tickle you worse for this. Don’t complain, this is what you wanteeeed~”
Letting them escape and then smugly grinning at them. Slowly moving closer while they stammer and blush and tell you to stay away but it’s so clear they don't want it to stop now. Finally getting face to face, hands on the ground on each side.Asking “What’s wrong? Are you tired? Is it enough?” and watching them fold inwards. Because no, they’re not tired, and it’s not enough yet. But how do they say it without dying because of how flustered they are ? They try shaking their head- “I don’t speak lee sign language. You’re gonna have to tell me what you want~”
a lee that squeals and giggles and curses and provokes and kicks and squirms and thrashes and gasps and blushes and shrieks and snorts and loves every single second of it !!!!!! (⸝⸝´𓎟`⸝⸝)
I have a strong itch to pin someone down, whisper “tickle” into their ear and then hover my fingers right above their tummy as they desperately try to anticipate through their flustered whines when I’ll strike :)
Instead of just tickling the other until they can't take it anymore, they tease the other until he begs them to stop because they are to flustered to take it anymore and can't think straight. They just love to see the other all shy and flustered.
And partnerd with light teasing tickles it's just pure heaven/hell.
I hope this helps as inspiration. :)
Stuck
Ler!Simon, Lee!Grace
Great idea!! Thanks :))
Summary: Simon finds Grace in an awkward position. He tries to help, he really does.
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"Simon?" Grace called out.
Simon peered into the lab. Grace's lower half was sticking out of a large vent in the lab's wall, and his broad shoulders were caught in the opening. Grace wiggled again in place to free himself but couldn't find the right angle to maneuver his torso out of the vent.
Simon didn't laugh. He didn't.
Grace took a deep breath, preparing for a louder yell, but Simon interrupted.
"You stuck, Gracie?" He mused, meandering over.
"Yeah," Grace admitted. Simon could see the back of his neck was red. "God, this feels like the start of a very specific type of movie."
Simon snorted in amusement. "Lemme see what I can do," he murmured and reached into the dark opening.
Grace tensed and wiggled around even more as Simon grazed his right bicep and tried to work the arm free. "Stop moving so much," Simon complained. "I'm trying to help you."
"I know," Grace whined.
"What're you doing here anyway? And what happened to your shirt?" Simon asked. He tugged lightly on a cord that had somehow wrapped its way around Grace's wrist. It was hard to extract the arm without seeing anything.
"I was fixing a pipe, and it was hot in here," Grace sighed, flinching again as Simon's xenonite prosthetic arm pushed him gently to the left with a metal hand on his shoulderblade.
"You know you can just call me or Rocky to fix stuff," Simon muttered. "Why are you so jumpy today?"
"Your hands are cold," Grace complained, letting out another soft squeak as Simon's fingers slipped over his pectoral muscle.
Simon paused for a second, watching the muscles in Grace's upper back ripple. "What the hell is up with you?"
"Nothing!" Grace squeaked. "Just get me out of here…"
Simon gave Grace his a suspicious stare, not like he could see it. He thought for a moment, processing Grace's behavior.
"What- what's the silence for?" Grace stammered.
"Do you think…" Simon started incredulously, "what, you think I'm gonna tickle you or something?"
Grace scoffed. "No! And don't get any ideas. Just help me out of here." The blush had spread down the back of his neck and towards his shoulders, illuminating a constellation of light brown freckles in rosy red.
Simon grinned, and Grace could hear it in his voice. "And what if I do?"
"…Do what?"
"Tickle you," Simon responded smugly. He leaned down so his breath blew past Grace's ear. "What would you even do about it?"
Grace shivered. "I don't see why we need to find out," he blustered.
In reply, Simon placed his palms gently against Grace's underarms and let his fingers tangle loosely in the soft blonde hairs. Grace jolted forward with a yelp, banging his head on the pipe he was attempting to fix.
"Y'okay there?" Simon chuckled. "Didn't even do anything."
"Gehet- get out of there!" Grace demanded weakly.
"Or what?" Simon challenged.
"Or I'll—when I'm free I'll get you back," Grace bluffed.
"Have you forgotten I'm twice as strong as you?" Simon smiled.
"Didn't seem like you remembered that the last time I tickled you stupid," Grace muttered snarkily.
Simon scratched his fingers lightly under Grace's arms as punishment for that little comment. Sure, it was true, but Simon didn't need to be reminded just how much he never fights back. Grace jerked forward again with a burst of squealing giggles.
"Ahaha-owww, Simon, I hit my hehead agahahain! Stohohop…"
"Then stop moving so much," Simon smirked.
"Ihit's not my fault…" Grace whined, his giggles dying down as Simon's fingers stilled.
Simon rubbed his fingers along Grace's ribs, repetitive enough to be soothing but just light enough to be tickly. "Mm, it's not your fault you're so ticklish," Simon conceded in murmured tones.
Grace got goosebumps from the sensation and the deep rumble of Simon's voice, practically in his ear.
"Poor Gracie," Simon continued. Grace blushed from the nickname. "So, so ticklish and he just can't handle it." Simon whispered the last part and tasered Grace's ribs lightly for emphasis.
Grace made a pathetic whiny noise. He was actually grateful his face was concealed by the darkness of the vent.
"Use your words," Simon said, a smile in his voice. "I don't speak gigglebug."
Grace choked on his own breath, sputtering, "I'm not- what did you just call me?!"
"Oh, that got your attention?" Simon chuckled. "Do you like that? Gigglebug?"
"Of course I don't like it!" Grace exclaimed. His tone changed to something pleading. "Simon…"
"Hmm, angel, what's wrong?" Simon murmured, letting his fingers drift down to play with the soft hairs of Grace's happy trail.
"You know what's wrong," Grace whimpered meekly.
"Too much for you?" Simon teased as his hand slipped back up to free Grace's wrist and shoulders from the gaping mouth of the vent.
Grace allowed himself to be freed, trying to suppress the instinct to flinch away. He felt tingles crawling all over his skin. Simon had really done a number on him, and as soon as he was out he reached immediately for his shirt.
Simon pulled Grace into his arms with a soft chuckle. "Better?"
"I can still… feel it," Grace complained.
Simon laughed.
"Shut up," Grace whined before he could say anything.
"Do you need me to…fix that for you?" Simon offered, smiling fondly down at Grace.
"Maybe," Grace pouted.
Simon wiggled a clawed hand into Grace's tummy, skipping the teasing this time. Grace squirmed and shrieked and curled up like a pillbug around Simon's hand.
"This is why I called you gigglebug," Simon mused over the laughter.
"Leheheave me ALOHONE!" Grace squealed.
Simon knew that was code for "Please do this again tomorrow."
He eased off regardless, petting Grace's hair gently. "Now is it better?"
"Yeah," Grace admitted.
"Good. I'll get Rocky to fix this pipe for you. He's small enough to fit anyway," Simon said.
"Are you calling me fat?" Grace pouted.
"I don't know, are you gonna stop pouting or do I have to tickle you more?" Simon parried.
Grace shivered and started to stand up. "Fair," he conceded.
”cmon! I’m barely even doing anything!” As the Lee is lying on their back kicking their legs banging their fist on the floor and wheezing and cackling while trying to cover their face
i just want a lee lay across my lap so their tummy is all exposed as i just claw and vibrate my hand against it then my fingers wandered towards their sides and squeeze at them as well ♡
Just warning you ahead of time, if it's winter and I'm in a cuddly mood, there is a 95% chance I will wrap you up in a blanket burrito, settle you against my chest, and occasionally tickle your neck/shoulders while we watch a Christmas movie. If I'm feeling a little teasy, I'll brush some fluffy feathers against your ears 🪶
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