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Tickle fight
So remember the other day after Red Rover ended in a tie, Foolish suggested what the teams were at the end to battle in a tickle fight? Well, ya see that didn’t quite work… Don’t get me wrong, tickle fights are happening, it’s just… well okay some people really wanted revenge on others, so some players may have been swapped around a bit. Rest assured though it will still be an intense set of tickle fights!
The first pair to go at it are Velvet and Ant! The others sat gathered around on the couch and chairs to watch the two. “You guys ready?” Foolish looks to both of them curiously and they nod.
“Yea, sure.”
“Oh yea! Can’t wait to get Ant’s bad rib.”
Foolish laughed softly. “Alright then! In 3…2...1… GO!”
Ant and Velvet lunged towards each other. It started as simply a battle of who could pin who and everyone thought for sure Velvet was gonna win, but suddenly Velvet squealed. He fell backwards as Ant’s free hand plunged towards his collar bone, poking and prodding but then quickly turning to light dragging scribbles. Velvet let out a very uncharacteristic squeal falling into laughter.
“EEP NAHAHHAH NAHAHAT THEHEREHEHE AHAHA IHIHI AHAHM GOHONNAHAHA GEHEHET YOOUURR BAHAD RIHIHIB SOHOHO MUHUHCCHHH!”
Ant flushed brightly, faltering for just a moment as he felt butterflies explode at the mere threat. With that, Velvet managed to free his hands from beneath Ant’s arm and began rapidly squeezing up and down Ant’s sides making him squeak as he fell backwards, soft laughter pouring out.
“EEK nahahahahaha- Vehehllvehehttt!”
Velvet smiles brightly at Ant's laughter. “What? You didn’t think I was gonna go for the kill right away did you? I need to build up the anticipation first, duh!” Velvet scribbled around on Ant’s sides and then up to his ribs but specifically skipped his bad rib.
Ant’s laughter fluctuated up and down between giggles and loud laughter with some squeaks anytime Velvet got close to his bad rib.
“VEHEHELLLVVEHEHETT plehehhahahssshehehee ahahhaha EEK nahahhahah HAAHHAA JUHUHSSTTT dohoho IHIHITTT plehehhahassehehe!”
Velvet laughed softly, taking slight pity as he slowed to a stop, but his next move held no pity at all. He lifted up Ant’s shirt just enough to expose his bad rib and immediately went to work nibbling and raspberrying it! Ant shrieked, falling into near screams of laughter as he desperately wiggled beneath Velvet, attempting to dispel at least a little bit of the overwhelming tickling sensation.
“AEEH NHAHAHHAHAA VEHEHELLLVEHEHETTT AHAHAHHAHAA!” Velvet paused to let Ant catch his breath.
“Awweee too ticklish here honey? Hmm?” Ant nods giggling residually.
“Yehehsss ahahannddd yooouuu knohohowww ihihit!”
Velvet nods smugly. “You’re right I do, so do you give up?”
Ant takes a second and thinks, shaking his head
“Nohoho!”
Suddenly, he’s able to overpower Velvet amidst the man’s shock of him not giving up! He quickly wrestles him to his stomach sitting on his thighs.
“Nibbles and raspberries hmm? Two can play that game baby!”
He leans down and begins raspberrying and nibbling Velvet's calves mercilessly.
Velvet's eyes widen as he jerks, and now he begins desperately wiggling trying to dislodge Ant from his thighs
“AEEPHAHAHA NHAHAHA AHAHANNTTT!”
Ant giggles softly. “Yes baby? Can’t take your own medicine hmm? Welp, too bad cause I’m not stopping until you give up!”
Ant manages to reach back and squeeze at Velvet's hips! His hips definitely aren’t a death spot, but they are a giggle spot, and the combination of a death spot and giggle spot being targeted makes him give in rather quickly.
“OHOHOKAHHYY OHOHOKHAHAYYY IHIHI GIIHIHIVVVEHHEHE!”
Ant immediately stops, climbs off his thighs and starts rubbing at Velvet's calves to get rid of the ghost tickles.
“Wooo! I won! You did so good though baby, you really did almost have me.”
Velvet smiles softly, “You did really good as well, I’m proud.”
They share a quick kiss and go back to their respective teams.
Dream nods softly, “Raspberries and nibbles on the calves, hmm, I’ll have to remember that.”
Velvet's cheeks tinge pink as he says, “Well if I remember right, those work wonders on your stomach though, don’t they, Deam?”
Dream now blushes pink as he grumbles flusteredly and shuts up.
Karl quickly marks down the score.
“Okay one point for team one, who wants to go next?”
Sapnap stands up smirking widely. “I wanna go, and I wanna go against you Karl.”
Karl’s eyes widen slightly but then narrow as he smirks, “Alright, let’s go then! I’m not worried, I’m so gonna win!”
Sapnap rolls his eyes fondly, “Whatever you say to make yourself feel better Karl.”
They head to the middle of the floor where Ant and Velvet were previously, and once again Foolish counts them down, “3…2...1…GO!”
They quickly lock hands in a battle of strength which Sapnap is winning, until Karl decides to be sneaky and lean down and blow a raspberry on Sapnap’s neck!
Sapnap squeals in surprise and his head tries to slam to his shoulder to block Karl out. “EEP Karl NAHHAHA NOHOHO FAHAHIHIRRR!“
Karl giggles into his neck, raspberring the skin again as he pushes him backwards, settling onto his hips. “It's a tickle fight, literally nothing is off limits besides the spots the other person isn’t comfortable with, soooo, my raspberry was totally fair!”
Sapnap groans softly, giggling throughout. “Whahatehehevvehehrrrr ihihimmn sohoho geehehttihihinnggg yoouuu bahhahaccckk fohohorrr thhahatt!”
Sapnap begins to try to buck Karl off, but before he can, Karl starts doing a wiggling motion on his sides, making him fall back down squirming around as he fights to hold back his laughter.
“Oohhh Sappyyyy~” Karl sing-songs teasingly, “You know how ticklish your sides are, you know you can’t hold back forever! And what if I start moving up then what, hmm? How are you gonna hold back then?”
Sapnap is blushing brightly as the dam finally bursts, “AHAHHA NAHHAHA SHUHUHUTTT UHUHUPPP!”
Karl smirks. “Make me!”
Sapnap's eyes light with fire through his laughter as he once again starts bucking and squirming, then his hands fly to Karl’s own sides! Sure, Sapnap's are bad, but Karl’s are worse! Karl squeals, falling backwards off of Sapnap. Sapnap quickly tackles Karl, sitting on his thighs in a fast motion.
Sapnap's hands squeeze up and down Karl’s sides rapidly, Karl lets out peels of laughter squirming beneath Sapnap. The man snickered. “You were saying?”
“EEP AHAHAHA THIHISSS IHIHISSS SOHOHO NAHAHTTT FAHAHIHIRRR!”
Sapnap scoffed. “You’re the one that started with my sides first, so I’m just repaying the favor. Though of course I could move more downwards if you’d prefer I change spots…”
He taps at Karl’s hips for emphasis. Karl's eyes widen and he shakes his head. “Nononohoho- dohohon’t!”
Sapnap smirks. “Okay, so do you give up?”
Karl shakes his head, a wide smile on his face. “Nohohoooo!”
Sapnap shrugs, “Your funeral then!”
He begins squeezing and prodding at Karl’s hips!
Karl squeals, bursting into laughter once more. “EEK AHAHHAHA NAHAHHA SHAHAHPPPNAHHAHAPPP!”
Sapnap giggles softly, “Look bro, this is your last chance before I pull out drastic measures. So, do you give up?”
Karl isn’t sure what he means but assumes it will probably be raspberries or nibbles so while he knows he sucks at handling them he decides to test his luck and try anyways! “NOHOHO IHIHI DOHOHONNTTT GIHIHIVVVEHEHE!”
Sapnap tsks softly. “Alright then, you did this to yourself you know…”
Sapnap quickly flips Karl onto his stomach sitting on his thighs and suddenly Karl realizes what’s about to happen and begins flailing like a fish trying to escape his face already turning very red, nearly the same shade as Foolish’s shirt, and Sapnap hasn’t even started the tickling again!
“Sapnap! No! You don’t have to do this!”
Sapnap smriks. “You’re right, I don’t if you just give up.”
Karl begins debating, but squeaks, feeling a poke to his right shoulder blade. “EEK! Um ihihi um… I don’t give up!”
Sapnap is surprised and shrugs. “Alright then good luck…”
He decides to not be totally evil and just tickles over Karl’s shirt, his hands scrabbling away at Karl’s shoulder blades!
Karl jolts his head and upper half of his body up at the feeling as a shriek tears from his throat. “AAEEH NAHAHHAA SHAHHAPPPNAHAHHAPP NAHAHHAA AHAHAH!”
Sapnap smiles brightly at the shriek and loud laughter, “Yes that’s my name Karl, awww, too flustering of a spot ?”
Karl can’t answer, just laughing more but a screech flies out as Sapnap hits in between his shoulder blades and so the combination of it being so ticklish and flustering he gives up in seconds!
“AAAHH NAHAHHA NAHAHAH OHOHOKKAHAHYY IHIHI GIHIHIVVEHE IHIHI GIHIHIVVEHHEE!”
Sapnap quickly rubs at his shoulder blades to get rid of the ghost tickles and then climbs off him.
Ant coos softly across the room. “Aww that’s such a cute spot Karl! And a pretty uncommon one!”
Karl blushes, hiding his head in his hands. “Annntttt shush!”
Ant giggles and backs off.
Foolish quickly writes down the result. “Okay that’s two points for team one, who’s next?”
Karl and Sapnap rejoin their respective teams as everyone looks to one another.
Quackity stands up. “Fine, since the rest of you are too chicken I’ll go next! And I wanna go against George!”
George’s eyes widened quickly. “What?! Why me?!”
Quackity shrugs, smirking. “I don’t know, I think it’d be pretty even, and it would just be so much fun to see how much I remember your spots since last time I tickled you to pieces.”
George flushes a soft pink, rolling his eyes, “You say that as if I didn’t get revenge… maybe it’ll be fun for me to see how many of your spots I remember.”
Quackity now blushes, walking to the middle of the floor and kneeling down. “Whatever, shut up and get over here so we can get this thing started and I can do my victory dance.”
George laughs, “you really think it’s gonna be that easy to take me down? Okay, whatever helps you idiot whatever helps you.”
George kneels down in front of Quackity, and Foolish looks at the two of them. “In 3…2...1…GO!”
The two immediately are shoving at the others arms, trying to push them anyway they can to try and gain the upper hand! After a minute or so, Quackity takes one of his hands from George’s arms and instead flings it to George’s ribs, scribbling and squeezing!
George squeals in surprise, his arms flying down and he loses his balance falling backwards in a heap. “EEP NAHAH YOU IDIOT!”
Quackity grins in satisfaction, quickly pinning George down by sitting on his hips. “Didn’t expect that, did you, George? Didn’t expect me to stop the battle, let alone go after one of your worst spots, hmm?”
George flushed brightly as he shook his head rapidly. “YOOURRHEHE SOHOHO DUHUMMBB SHUHUTT UHUHUPPP!”
Quackity scoffs shaking his head, “Oh George, you really shouldn’t have done that~”
He begins to readjust himself to sit on George’s shins, but just before he can sit down, George pulls his legs up making Quackity fall flat on his back.
George quickly takes advantage of Quackity’s shock to tackle him! He’s quick to sit on Quackity’s waist, putting a finger to his chin,
“Hmm, now if I remember right, one of your worst spots is your… stomach. Right~?“
Quackity shakes his head, “Lihikkehe ihidd thehell yoouuu duhuhmmmyy!”
George snickers, “It’s okay, your giggles already give you away idiot, so I don’t even need an actual yes or no!”
His hands dive towards Quackity’s stomach, scribbling all around. Quackity squeaks, falling into loud laughter as he jerks back and forth, attempting to roll over beneath George.
“EEK NAHAHHA GEHEHOHOHRRGGEHEHE AHAHAH YOOUURRHEHHEE THEHEH WOHOHORTSSTT!”
George scoffs. “Oh really now? You really think that?”
Quackity nods quickly. “YEHEHSSS IHIHI RHEHEHAHHALLLLYY DOHOOHO!”
George huffs, “Alright then, it’s your funeral.”
He lifts up Quackity’s shirt to rest above his belly button, his hands move to his armpits and he leans his head down blowing the biggest raspberry he can over his navel.
Quackity shrieks, falling into even louder laughter and as much as he doesn’t want to, he feels his resolve weakening and there’s no way he can fight to turn the tables. “AEEEH NANHAHAHA AHHAHA OHOHOKKAHAHYY OHOHOKKAHAHYY IHIHI GIHIHIVVEHHE STOHOHPPP STOHOHPPP!”
George smirks in satisfied glee, but he’s not an absolute sadist, so he helps rub Quackity’s stomach to dispel the ghost tickles. After that he finally lets Quackity up and they go join their respective teams.
Karl giggles mirthfully. “Wow Quackmeister, the self proclaimed ‘Master of tickle fights” lost! Who would’ve thought!”
Quackity’s cheeks flush with more blush as he huffs softly, “You say that as if I haven’t won over half of our tickle fights."
Karl now blushes as he quickly backs off shyly.
Foolish smiles. “Okay! That was a doozy, that’s one point for team two. Who wants to go next?”
Everyone looks around and no one stands, so Foolish says, “Alright fine, I’ll go and I wanna go against Bad!”
Bad’s eyes widened largely. “What?! You’re like twice my size, this is totally unfair!”
Foolish laughs, “Bad, everyone who’s left is twice your size, so no matter what it’s not very fair for you.”
Bad sighs heavily, “Okay, I guess you’re right. Let’s get this over with, muffin head.”
Foolish passes the board off to Karl and he joins Bad in the middle of the floor, Karl looks to both of them and nods. “In 3…2...1...GO!”
It’s no surprise when Foolish gains the upper hand first, quickly setting himself on Bad’s waist. “So, where should I start first?”
Bad shakes his head frantically, “Nowhere! Start nowhere you muffin head!”
Foolish laughs softly. “Bad, this is a tickle fight, and if I don’t wanna lose I have to pick a spot to start, and really that was a rhetorical question so I’m just gonna go ahead and start here!”
He begins at Bad’s hips, wasting no time going for a death spot much like everyone else has done with their partners.
Bad squeals as he tries to wiggle out from underneath Foolish. “EEP NAHAHHA AHAHHA FOOHOHOLLLIIHIHSSHH!”
Foolish smiles happily at the reaction. “Yes, Bad? Ready to give in already, are you?”
Bad shakes his head even more. “NAHAH NOHOHO IVIHIMM NAHAHTTT!“
Foolish is slightly surprised, not expecting Bad to have a lot of resilience. “Alright, guess I’ll have to find somewhere else that’s more ticklish, or just tickle here and somewhere else at the same time… Oooo~ Maybe I could take a page from Velvet's book and do some raspberries and nibbles!”
As Foolish spoke, his hand had been wandering upwards, and once he fully focuses on Bad again he notices how much his squirming has increased and how his laughter has raised in pitch. “AHAHHEHEHAHHA NAHHAHAEHHEHEHAHHAHAHA DOHOHONNTTT!”
Foolish smirks teasingly, “Oh what’s this? Am I getting too close to another really, really bad spot?”
Bad shook his head in denial though it was obvious to see Foolish was indeed nearing another bad spot. “NHAHA NOHOHO DEHEHFFFIHIHINNIHIHTTLEHHEYYY NOHOHOTTT!”
Foolish snickered. “Okay so if I did this…” He pretended to shoot his hands into Bad’s armpits as if he was gonna start scribbling around like wild!
“...It really wouldn’t matter, right?” He absolutely had the most sadistic smirk on his face as he did it but then began giggling upon the shriek Bad let out, and he quickly had to fight back the giggles to put Bad’s arms back up
“AEEH HEY NOHO FAHIR YOUU MUFFINHEAHADD!”
Foolish giggles more as he says. “As Karl said earlier, literally nothing is off limits besides spots the other person isn’t comfortable with, so really this is totally fair.”
Bad shakes his head rapidly. “Ihihi dohohnnttt cahahrrrhehe whahahttt Kahharrrll shahhaihihddd! Thihihsss ihissnntt fahahihirr!”
Foolish tsks softly. “So what exactly isn’t fair? The fact I’m targeting your armpits or the fact I haven’t actually tickled them until… NOW!”
He faked Bad out once again, causing him to shriek and let out whiny giggles as his arms came crashing down again. “AAEEH Fohohohollllihihissshh plhehehahassshehehe!”
Foolish smiled, pushing his arms back up and this time holding them there as he began wiggling his fingertips inches above Bad’s armpits interchangeably, making him wiggle and whine even more,
“What's up, Bad, hmm? Want me to get it over with or something?”
Bad suddenly thinks up an idea and swallows his pride hoping the idea will work. “Yehehsss- Yehehsss plehehasseee!”
Foolish nods with a snicker, “Alright, since you said please.”
He finally touches down, first just scribbling in his right armpit, but then he lets his arms go and quickly plunges into his left one as well!
Bad squeals and lets out a tiny scream, half from surprise, half from ticklishness as the other hand is introduced and his arms come down within literal seconds! “EEP AHAHAAAHH NAHAHHAHA AHHAHA FUHUHDDGGEHEHE YOOURRHEHHE SUHUHUCCHH AHAHA MUHUHUFFIHINNHEHEHAHDD!”
Foolish laughs mischievously, “Yea yea sure, whatever you say, you know this can be over if you just give up…”
So Bad decides now to try his plan. “IHIHI HIHI AHHAHAHAHA!”
Foolish decides to be nice and he stops, pulling his hands away to allow Bad to talk. “Yes Bad? What was that?”
Bad has to hold back a smirk as his plan seems to be working. “Ihihi ihihi… DON’T GIVE UP!”
Bad uses all his strength and Foolish’s shock to his advantage, and manages to push Foolish off him and tackle him sitting on his waist. “W-What h-how h-how did you?!”
Bad giggles softly. “Element of surprise works incredibly well! So now… hmm, where do I go? You targeted two spots on me but you didn’t target them at the same time… but I think I feel a little extra evil so I think I’m gonna tickle two spots at once!”
Foolish blushes very softly, “W-What no! That’s so mean! I- I’m gonna turn it back to you before you can do anything!”
But just as Foolish was about to attempt to fight back Bad began scribbling a hand on his chest and took a gamble lightly drawing circles on his bicep! Foolish is immediately shocked by the conflicting feelings, his chest being very much near a death spot if not actually a death spot and his biceps he didn’t even know were ticklish until Karl had one day offered to give him a massage there.
He jolted beneath Bad, a gasp slipping through before he began laughing and giggling! It was a mix of hysterical laughter and high pitched giggles! “AHAHAHA HEhehehhee BAHHADDD whahahHAHHATTT THEhehehhehe HEHEHEHcckkkk HAHAHAH!”
Bad giggled softly. “Whahat? Didn’t expect me to be so evil, hmm? Nice to see my random guess was correct with your biceps! So, are you ready to give up yet?”
Foolish shakes his head quickly, “NOHOHO WHAHAYYT IHIHIMMM NAHAHTT LOHOHOSSIHIHINNGG!”
Bad shook his head, tsking softly. “Oh you’ll lose, I'm sure of it, muffin head!”
He sped up the scribbles on his chest as the hand on his bicep also began scribbling and he began nearing the part of his arm just before Foolish’s pits!
Foolish lost it once again jolting and jerking beneath bad as he squeaked his laughter giggles turning closer to just laughter! “EEK AHAHHAHA NEHEHEhehehehhe HAHAHHA WHAHAIHITT WAHHAIHIHITTT nohohottt thehehrfhehehe! AHAHA!”
Bad smiles fondly, “Awww is this spot too ticklish~? Maybe you should just give up!” Foolish really didn’t want to, but he’s not used to these two spots being tickled at all let alone at the same time so after a few more seconds he finally gave in “FIHIHINEHEHE FIHIHINEHEHE yoouuu WIHIHINNN IHIHI GIHIvvehehehe!”
Bad cheered quickly helping rub the ghost tickles away and then climbing off Foolish.
George shakes his head in bemusement, “Wow, who would’ve known muffin-boy-halo could take down the big bad shark!”
Foolish glares at George with no real malice. “You better watch yourself Gogy before I go after your thighs… and maybe get Bad to help me team up on you.”
George flushed softly immediately sinking back to the couch in retreat.
They go back to their spots and Karl smiles excitedly. “Okay, that’s now two points for team two! Now I guess it’s time for the final face off, you two ready?”
Dream and Punz stand, looking at each other a few moments before kneeling down in the middle of the floor.
“More than ever.”
“Oh yeah, can’t wait for some payback…”
Karl nods, “Okay then, in 3…2…1…GO!”
And they’re quickly at it! Hands interlocked fighting for the upper hand neither willing to budge even an inch…
Just as it seems Dream is about to overpower Punz, he fights back even harder. Finally after ages of battling Punz manages to overpower Dream! He pushes him back and quickly settles onto his shins,
“Now Dream, since you decided to target my thighs and knees earlier, I think it’s only fair for me to target yours, isn’t that right?”
Dream’s eyes widen and he shakes his head as he begins trying to slip out from under Punz, but a quick squeeze to his knee stops him in his tracks making him squawk!
“GAH! NOHO! Punz! You you rehehhahally don’t have to do this!”
Punz smirks mischief in his eyes in full swing at the squawk. “Well, I mean sure, I don’t have to do this, I could just always for your stomach instead. Isn’t that your most ticklish spot after all? It sure seemed it when George was tickling you the other day…”
Dream's cheeks immediately grew hot as he turned his head away from Punz. “S-shut- shuhut up! I- I’m so getting you I will find more than just your thighs and knees and I will wreck you!”
Punz tries to play confident but heat rises to his cheeks as well a very faint pink to them. “Whatever. Like you can do any of that with me tickling away at your thighs and knees!”
So with that he properly begins! He begins squeezing above both of Dream's knees.
Dream sqwuaks again falling into loud laughter, “GAH NAHAHAHA PUHUHUNNZZZ HAHAHA!”
Punz smiles with satisfaction, “Oh? What’s this? Your knees are bad too? Oh how interesting… hmm, I wonder if your thighs are bad as well~” Punz briefly pauses to let Dream speak.
“Puhunnzz ihihiffff yoouuu lahhahayyy ahaha single finger on my thighs you are so dead!”
Punz snickers, “Well that’s a risk I’m willing to take!”
He raises up slightly about to scoot himself upwards slightly so he can reach Dream’s thighs better but just before he can, Dream uses that split second to pull his legs out from under Punz, making him fall flat on his butt! Okay, so maybe Punz letting up to allow Dream to speak wasn’t a good idea…
Dream quickly tackles Punz sitting on his thighs, a victorious grin on his face. “Now Punz, if I remember right, Sapnap mentioned your hips the other day didn’t he, hmm?”
Punz’s cheeks turn a much more noticeable pink as he shakes his head immediately denying, “No, no, no, he didn't all! He just said how my upper body isn’t that bad except a couple spots!”
Dream snickers, “Yea yea sure.” Suddenly an light bulb goes off in Dream’s head, but he decides to save it for later, continuing with his current spot choice. He gives an experimental squeeze to Punz’s hips
Punz’s entire body jerks as he squeaks loudly. “EEK NOHO! DOHONT!“
Dream sticks his tongue to the side of his mouth as he smiles in satisfaction. “So you lied and Sapnap was right. My, my, my, isn’t that just something… Maybe it’s even deserving of a punishment!”
Punz’s eyes widen and he feels giggles bubbling inside his chest. “N-noho nonono- no punishment except for when I punish you!”
Dream laughs softly. “Welp, guess I’m just gonna have to make you laugh so hard you can’t fight back then won’t I?”
He wastes no more time as he drills his thumbs into the divots of Punz’s hips, Punz squeals falling into uncharacteristically loud laughter thrashing beneath Dream! “EEP AHAHA NAHAHA NOHOHO DRHEHHAHHAAMMM AHAHHAA FRIHIHICKK!”
Dream smiles delight in his eyes. “What’s the matter Punzo can’t take a couple little hip tickles, hmm? Too ticklish here? Need to give up?”
Punz shakes his head quickly. “NOHO IHIHIMM NAHAHTTT GIHIHIVVIHIHINNGG UHUHUPPP NOHOHO MAHAHTTHEHERRR WHAHHAATT!”
Dream nods slowly, slightly surprised and decides maybe it’s time to go with his idea he had earlier and just hope his guess is right. He stops and climbs off Punz’s thighs and prepares to go down towards his ankles, but just as he gets there Punz pulls his legs up and despite still giggling residually from ghost tickles, he tackles Dream. He sits on his waist, his back to Dream's legs beside his arms.
“Dihhiddnntt ehehxxppehehcctt thihisss did you Dreamie?”
Dream is suspended in slight surprise as he tries to feign confidence. “W-whatever- I’m not gonna give in”
Punz snickers gleefully. “Oh, you say that now Dreamie, but just wait!”
Dream expects to just feel squeezes, or maybe even scratches and pinches on his thighs, but is thrown for a loop when his left thigh gets squeezes and his stomach receives scratches!
He lets out a screech from surprise and ticklishness agony, immediately jerking around beneath Punz for freedom. “AAHH AHHAHAHA NOHOHO NOHOHONONONO THIHISSS IHIHISSS SOHOHO NAHAHTTT FHAHHAIHIHRRR!”
Punz laughs evilly. “Is anything ever fair about a tickle fight? All you gotta do is say two little words, Dreamie, and this can all be over..”
Dream shakes his head through his hysterics. “NOHOHO IHIHI RHEHHEFFUHUSSEHEHE!”
Punz shrugs, “Okay then time to up the ante.”
He moves his hand in Dream's thigh to focus on the inner part of it, managing to dip a finger into Dream's belly button at the same time! Dream shrieks and at first all he can think is how it tickles so much. His arms flailing at the sensations, but then his brain starts working trying to figure a way to turn the tables on him, when he realizes Punz’s feet are right next to him. If he can just get his arms under control and take him by surprise…
He manages to wrench his arms from waving around with a heap of self control. Punz doesn’t think much of it, figuring he’s grabbing onto his hair or his shirt to try and focus on anything but the tickling feeling, but he jumps letting out a shriek when suddenly he feels a scribbling feeling on his feet! “AAEEH DRHEHEHHHAHAHAMMM NOHOHO!”
Dream's eyes glint with satisfaction as he laughs meanly through his hysterics. “AHAH IHIHI KNNEHEHWW IHIT IHIHI KNOHOHIW HOHOWW TOHOHO WIHIHINN!”
Dream begins focusing towards Punz’s toes, and despite the socks, it’s still super super tickly. Punz loses it, having to get off Dream and pull his legs away to escape the feeling. But before he can wrench his feet away fully, Dream - still giggling wildly - grabs his ankles trapping them in a head lock his back facing Punz. “Any last words Punzie? Maybe you wanna go ahead and give up, hmm?”
Punz is giggling residually still, his face is flushed from laughter and flusteredness, but he shakes his head ever so stubborn. “Dohoho yoourrr wohohrrsstt!”
Dream whistles softly. “Oh you shouldn’t have said that…”
He gives Punz’s feet a good quick scirbble to keep him guessing, and then quickly changes so he’s sitting on his ankles, thus making both his hands free to tickle both feet!
Punz shrieked at the scribble and his eyes widened when he tried to move his legs and found they barely budged. “AAEEH NONONONO DREAM PLEASE!”
Dream smirks, something wicked-like. “You said to do my worst, so I’m gonna do it! Tckle, tickle, Punz~”
He wastes no time slipping his socks off, one hand scribbling on his right sole and the other scribbling under his toes! A sharp gasp is heard before Punz lets out a scream. “AAAHHH NONONONOHOHO NOHO TEHAHAASSIHIHNGG FRIHICKK NAHAHATT THEHERRHEHEHE NOHOHTT AHHATT THEHEH SAHHAMNEHEHE TIHIHIMEHEH AHAHHAAHA”
Dream smiles. “You know what you have to do for this to end, buddy~”
Punz debates sassing back, and even attempting to sit up and scribble at Dream's ribs, maybe even get a raspberry on his neck. But as Dream targets under his pinky toe and his arch, as well as teasing verbally again, he lets out another shriek and finally cracks. “AAEEEH OHOHOKKAHAHYY OHOHOKKAHHAYY IHIHI GIHIVVEHEHE IHIHI GIHIVVEHEHE YOOUU WIHIHINN!”
Dream tickles just a second longer before getting up. Punz quickly pulls his feet and legs in to rub them on the carpet, attempting to dispel the ghost tickles but it doesn’t work as the fuzzy carpet tickles him instead. He’s forced to just sit there for a minute until the feelings leave…
Bad giggles softly. “Wow Punz, never would’ve expected you to have such ticklish feet!”
Dream looks at him all mischief gone, instead replaced with gentle care. “You good, Punz?”
Punz nods softly as he slips his socks back on, lightly glaring at Bad. "Yea, I’m good, just…um, they’re really bad and I didn’t expect you to go after my bare feet and… shut it Bad, or I’ll go after your hips and armpits!”
Dream laughs, throwing his head back and Bad quickly shuts up bashfully. “Well, you did tell me to do my worst…”
Punz rolls his eyes, “Yeaa I did I guess…”
Dream helps Punz up and they go to their respective teams. Karl smiles brightly cheering ecstatically, “WOO THREE POINTS FOR TEAM TWO WE WIN!”
The rest of Team Two cheer! Hugging and high fiving one another in glee. Team One roll their eyes with smiles on their faces, not truly upset with the loss. Quackity says, “That.. uh- that was surprisingly fun."
Everyone nods and murmurs in agreement and Dream is next to speak. “Yeah. This has been really fun, maybe… maybe we should do it again in the future sometime? We could invite a few more friends over for it.”
Again everyone voices their agreement, and Sapnap pipes up. “Alright, I'm sure everyone's just as wiped out as I am, who’s hungry?”
A chorus of 'me's' rings out and he nods. “Wanna order some pizzas?”
At their collective nods of agreement, Sapnap grins. “Okay then… Dream's paying!”
He runs off to order before Dream can argue, and boy does he have something to say about it. “WHAT!?! NO WAY GET BACK HERE I AM NOT PAYING- SAPNAP!”
He chases after Sapnap, and there’s a burst of laughter from the remaining people in the room. And so that’s the end of an interesting but very fun day!
The end
#Kasey writes stuff#switch!antfrost#switch!redvelvet#switch!karl#switch!sapnap#switch!quackity#switch!george#switch!foolish#switch!bbh#switch!punz#switch!dream
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any ideas for tword fics
i was thinking maybe dteam or feral boys
i dont know how to begin a random fic though
any scenario ideas?? maybe a tword fight, but im not sure how i would start it
-slime
#slimey-thinks#if you get what im saying-#switch!dreamwastaken#switch!georgenotfound#switch!sapnap#switch!karljacobs#switch!quackity
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is he streaming is he streaming is he strea—
from Quackity's Instagram story
#qsmp#mcyt#missasinfonia#missa sinfonia#he's STILL in LA???!#im frantically switching between both quackity's twitch channels and missa's waiting to see if smth happens#he has the glasses on ohhhhhhh missa
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OHHHH Q!QUACKITY IS PRESSING BAD ON WHY HIS FACE IS BLUE
#I WINNNNN#SOMEONE NOTICED#like he joked at first but he genuinely sounded kinda serious there afterwards#qsmp#yeah no watching back that wasn’t even kinda he was really worried#switched to english to pull bad aside and question him directly#and sounded angry to hear the thing that bit him ‘flew off’#oh qq if only you knew how deep this goes….#I wonder if he could sniff through the lies#I don’t think he’ll forget this#qsmp badboyhalo#qsmp quackity
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don't worry about sleepy responses, or wait until the next day i don't mind and i'm sure other anons don't either! i'm too awkward to start posting myself but i've started having fun with asks :D
While he latched onto to trusting Pac pretty quickly. He hung out with Fit more, but it took him longer to be unwavering to him because Fit had secrets.
totally agree with this but also i was watching pac's stream the other day and he definitely recognizes fit as the one tubbo trusts the most. there have been a bunch of times where he's asked fit to go check on tubbo in the past, and this time he said something along the lines of "he always hears you". it was when pac and fit were using invis to check quackity's basement and pac ended up following along to listen but stayed hidden and didn't let them know he was there. i think all the islanders recognize that there are different levels and types of trust even among friends
Honestly I think pac has a lot of self confidence issues, while I do think Tubbo looks to Fit as the more grounding force therefore he’s more willing to listen him, plus him having to grow to trust Fit has really allowed him to learn through experience that Fit means well for him. I’ve always been under the impression that Tubbo trusts them both around the same amount its just that he considers Fit a lot safer, I think thats what Pacs been picking up on. Pac’s under the impression that he’s a bit useless so he pulls back a lot from tubbo even though he really doesn’t mean to, which has pushed their trust dynamic in a very different direction then the one they both have with fit.
#I watched pacs vod too i love he kept invising even though tubbo wouldn’t have switched up with him there#I think Pac and Tubbo are both under the impression that Fit can and will defend them#Which lead Pac to play a much more silent defender role. He really never gets the chance to physically act on defending him#But tubbo still trusts him enough to tell him about quackity and to sleep curled up next to him and that requires a lot#qsmp#Asks!#im glad you get to post through me :] if you ever start posting yourself send me the @ so we can be mutuals <3#Thanks though Im just an eepy guy but Ill try not to fret over it in the future#Tubbo#morning crew posting
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The diversity of the content being provided on QSMP is such a phenomenal quality of the server. Like right now I can just go on and watch any of the creator depending on the vibe that I want. On one side there's major lore happening, somewhere there's just chill parent-child bonding happening, somewhere there just mining happening and somewhere it's a pining romance telenovela and no to mention all of this is happening simultaneously. Everyone just exists together and also individually on the server and there's just so so much love and togetherness not just on the server but also surrounding the server.
#I love it all so much#I have like 8 streams open and am just switching between them#Ctm Quackity I'm so proud#You amazing mfer#Qsmp#Qsmp my beloved#Qsmp lb
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Charlie totally has something planned for Gegg right?
I can only imagine, based off what he said “its getting harder to change back” plus the fact that Charlie doesn’t even remember what happens when he is Gegg.
Like it was originally just a way to cope with JuanaFlippas death, and maybe steal from some people with Quackity, but obviously Gegg has become his own like. Creature.
I wonder if at some point he’ll turn into Gegg and it’ll be days before he’s Charlie again. And when he comes back he has this hole in his memory, but it’s practically an open secret that Charlie is Gegg so when he haphazardly asks what’s happened maybe some people will tell him, but what if some people lie, or just dont even tell him because they know truth, they know he’s Gegg.
Eventually, i wonder if Charlie will at some point turn into Gegg and realize he can’t come back.
#qsmp#quackity smp#qsmp slimecicle#qcharlie#qslimecicle#slimecicle#charlie slimecicle#gegg#qsmp gegg#qsmp theory#idk i feel like charliw has something planned as/for gegg beyond the presidency#and while i think itd be funny if he won#i do kind of hope baghera wins#i also think that while most of the goopers™️ will prob viote charlie#I MEAN GEGG#i dont think hes likely to win#but idk that man has something planned i feel it in my bones#god what if q charlie dies and when he comes back hes gegg#would that even be possible#or gegg gets fully assassinated once thats up charlie cant switch anymore#and being gegg was like. his one coping mechanism.#bc hes never really been able to sit down and just mourn flippa#he was always working towards something or i assume in the caves#and once hes lost gegg and a goal he just has to. sit.#and half the ppl on the server werent there for charlies other antics#i wonder if anyone would offer help to him. and if he would even take it#and i think the only ones who know where he lives are foolish and dapper#so if he went full isolation again no one would be able to. find him.#well theres the map that shows his location i think but. yknow#THE VIBES OK
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I HAVE BEEN WATCHING QSMP STREAMS FOR TWELVE HOURS STRAIGHT.
#i went from philza and fit to also pac to bad to then switching to quackity and roier (not technically qsmp but whatever) to#back to bad to foolish and bad to tina and bagi date night to just tina to just bagi and now back to bad#holy shit#qsmp#qsmp liveblogging
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Three Times Tubbo Was Saved From Overworking
Summary: A compilation of times when Tubbo is comforted by others after trying to take on too much responsibility.
[DSMP S1] Switch!Tubbo, Ler!Tommy, Ler!Quackity, Lee!Ranboo
Word Count: 2.6k
Note: Tubbo and Ranboo’s relationship is written as being ambiguously platonic/romantic in this fic. I do not ship the creators.
First fic of 2023 and it’s good to be back! :3
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“Tubbo? Hello?” Tommy called, snapping his fingers.
Tubbo’s heart skipped a beat at the startle. His vision unclouded as he turned to look at his friend. “Er, I’m sorry. What were you saying?”
“You keep spacing out, Tubs! I was telling you about my idea to expand L’Manberg’s borders south, but are you okay?”
The president hummed in response and tapped his nails against the lacquered wood of his desk. “Yeah, sorry. I think I’m just stressed, is all. A bit overwhelmed, you know, with the new job. I’m fine, though, really.”
Tommy, who was seated in one of the two paisley-adorned chairs across the desk, frowned at him. “Right. I just… fuck, man, I feel like I haven’t seen you do anything fun in ages.” He stood. “Do you want to go for a walk? Get some fresh air or some shit? At least we’ll be out of this stuffy office.”
Tubbo looked out the stained glass window. It was a beautiful day outside; the sun was illuminating the land and creating a kaleidoscope of light inside the room. He nodded with a smile. “Yeah, sure.”
The pair left the legislative building, and Tubbo’s face lit up as soon as he passed those doors. He inhaled. He was happy to smell freshly cut grass and traces of honeysuckle in the wind, rather than the dust of the books on his shelves.
“Nice, isn’t it? Better than staying in that fucking office all day?” Tommy asked.
“Definitely.”
They walked over to a nearby ravine, stopping to pick flowers and admire interesting critters along the way. They found a shady patch, covered by the foliage of a tall, leafy tree. They sat down and watched the calm flow of the stream, how the water created ripples that illuminated the gleaming rocks below. They talked about mundane things, laughing joyfully the whole while. However, to Tommy’s dismay, Tubbo had heard a chime and pulled his telecommunicator out from his breast pocket.
“Tubs?”
“Sorry, just a message from Niki,” he explained, quickly tapping away on its tiny chromed keyboard, “She wants to know what I think about some building plans.”
Tommy rolled his eyes. “C’mon, man, I took you here to avoid work!” He reached over and grabbed the object from him.
“What the fuck? Tommy!” Tubbo complained, reaching for it as the taller boy held it high above his head.
“No way!” Tommy laughed.
Tubbo shook his head, his eyebrows knitted together in annoyance while an amused smile played upon his lips. “Alright, you asked for it!”
He squeezed Tommy’s side, and the blond dropped the device to cover his torso.
“Ah! What the hell?”
“You wouldn’t give it back!”
“You were being boring!”
Out of the blue, Tubbo found himself laying on his back against the damp grass, with Tommy grinning on top of him. Damn it, the boy had sure pounced quickly.
“Tom? TOHOHOMMY!” Tubbo cackled, as Tommy began quickly kneading his fingers into his belly. He attempted to grab Tommy’s hands, but this was only used against him. Tommy snatched up his wrists with one hand and held them above the brunet’s head, still prodding along his torso with his free fingers.
“Revenge, bitch!” He shouted in triumph as he squeezed Tubbo’s hip.
The hybrid’s ears flapped in mirth while blood rushed to his face from his laughter. He kicked out his legs from underneath his friend. “Fohohor whahahat?”
“For being boring!” Tommy felt Tubbo’s knee knock against his own and took that as a cue to start squeezing it, spidering under the kneecap every so often. He grinned when the other squealed at the change in spots.
“Ihihihah- I’ll behehe lehehess bohoring, I’m sohohorry, Ihihi swehear!” He shook his head, though he truly didn’t mind the playful contact. It was nice to laugh, and what was that project he was working on earlier? He couldn’t recall. After days of nonstop work, he welcomed the distraction.
“Yeah? And you’re going to hang out with me and not think about presidential shit? Because you’re a great leader and you need to stop being so hard on yourself?”
“Yeheah! Ihihi- wehehell…”
Tubbo began cackling once again when Tommy started drawing circles into one of his exposed underarms. He squeezed his eyes shut and felt his damp eyelashes brush against the lids.
“Say it, Tubbo! You’re a great leader and you’ll stop being hard on yourself!”
“Ohohokay!” He agreed, and tapped Tommy’s wrist.
Tommy stopped tickling him, and waited for his statement.
Panting through his residual giggles, Tubbo said: “Ihihi… I’m aha goohood leader, and I need to stop being hard on myself.”
Tommy hummed, and a smirk appeared on his face. Not quite, big man. I said ‘great’, not good.” He pinched along Tubbo’s side.
“Ah! WAHAIT! I’m a greheat leadeherah! Tohommy!”
“That’s better. Right you are, Tubs.”
He ruffled Tubbo’s disheveled hair while the boy shot him a glare that was rendered unthreatening by his wide smile. Tommy sat back down on the grass and handed Tubbo back his communicator. “Fuhuck you.”
“Hey, I wouldn’t be mean to me right now. I could easily do that again.”
Tubbo swallowed and felt a flush return to his cheeks when Tommy wiggled his fingers. “No! No, that won’t be necessary.”
Tommy bumped his shoulder with a chuckle. “Good.”
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Tubbo sighed and pressed his fingers to his temple as he looked over the mess of the kitchen. Something sticky was burning on the stove — that wouldn't be coming off with any amount of scrubbing, Tubbo thought — with wisps of smoke rising from it. Pieces of chopped vegetables fallen from the counter were littering the floor, creating a sad, sparse confetti. A tall pile of dishes was sitting in the sink. In the corner of the space was a bag of half-eaten, discarded burgers: Tubbo's failed prototypes.
The boy had been eager to accept Quackity's offer to be the chef of Las Nevadas's burger restaurant. However, not long after accepting the job, the man had given him a list of demands, one of them being to create a menu featuring a variety of specified exotic ingredients. Tubbo was a decent cook, no doubt about that, but he was far from being a culinary genius. Quackity's requests were ridiculous. How could anyone be expected to come up with a good recipe that combines savory meat with citric chorus fruit?
He sighed. This was impossible! He supposed that he should tell Quackity that he had failed. Maybe he wouldn’t be as upset if Tubbo informed him, before the man had the chance to find out for himself. Tubbo removed his stained apron and draped it over his shoulder. He made the trek over to Quackity’s office. When he reached the chrome door, he gave a quiet tap on it with his knuckles.
“Boss?” Tubbo croaked, wringing his hands together.
“Come in!” Quackity called.
The goat hybrid opened the door. His hooves clicked across the tile as he shuffled into the room. Quackity stared at him from his plush, ornate rolling chair, with his feet up on his lacquered desk. His eyebrows raised in concern as his eyes trailed over Tubbo’s messy state. The boy had grease stains on his clothes, mustard in his hair, and bloodshot, tired eyes.
“Um, I’m really sorry.” His voice wavered as he spoke. “The ingredients you wanted me to include, I can’t come up with any recipes. I’ve been trying all day and the kitchen’s kind of a mess now, and there’s stuff burned onto the stove, but I tried really hard and-“
“Tubbo!” Quackity shook his head. “Fuck, listen to yourself! Listen! You need to take a break.”
Tubbo nodded and swallowed when he noticed that his throat was parched. When was the last time he had stopped to drink water? There was a slight throbbing around his temples, and were those tears beginning to form in his eyes? He really did need to stop working for a little while.
“Okay, yeah. I’m sorry, I just didn’t want to let you down, Big Q.”
Quackity stood, walked over and placed a compassionate hand on Tubbo’s shoulder, looking into the other’s goat-like eyes. “Hey, it’s fine, Tubbo. It’s fine. I know that I asked a lot of you, but only because I know that you can handle it. You’re the best fucking chef in town!” The man smiled and scratched behind Tubbo’s floppy ear playfully, which caused him to form a dopey smile of his own. “If anyone could make a good recipe, it’s you. Don’t be hard on yourself. It’s a difficult task.”
Tubbo looked at the floor and fidgeted with his hands. He hadn’t expected Quackity to be so calm, to be so nice to him. “Thank you, Quackity.”
He gazed out the window at the sun that was beginning to descend just behind the Space Needle. The warm orange glow being cast across the city indicated to him that night was beginning to fall. “Well, it’s getting late and I know that I promised I would get this done today,” Tubbo explained, “I should really be getting back to work.”
Quackity gave him an almost pleading look. “What did I just say? You need to take a break. I don’t expect you to get this all done today, especially with how hard it is. I can’t have my best worker burning himself out, can I?” He pulled Tubbo in for a hug, although he kept his posture stiff as if showing this affection would ruin his reputation as a stoic businessman. “Listen, man, you’re doing great. Just take the night off and relax.” He ran his knuckles lightly along Tubbo’s spine, and tension released from the boy’s shoulders.
“But… I know I should, and thank you, but the kitchen is still a mess and it will be much worse to deal with in the morning if I leave it overnight,” Tubbo protested.
The president raised an eyebrow and released Tubbo from the hug, keeping his hand on the boy’s back. “Don’t worry about that! Las Nevadas hires people to clean all of the buildings when they’re closed.” He paused. “Have you been doing it all yourself?”
Tubbo nodded sheepishly. “Yeah.”
Quackity shook his head with a slight, amused laugh and wiggled his nails against Tubbo’s shoulder blades. The hybrid couldn’t help but let out a stream of soft giggles. His ear flicked in embarrassment.
Quackity chuckled. “You’ve been doing all that work for nothing! I pay you for your cooking skills, not for cleaning.”
“Oh.”
“Go home and get some rest. If there’s anything on the list I gave you that just won’t work, we’ll talk about it in the morning. Okay?”
Tubbo nodded. “Okay. Thanks, boss.”
“No problem. Now get out of here,” Quackity joked, and squeezed Tubbo’s side. He barked out a startled yelp before leaving the office, with reddened cheeks and a contented smile.
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Tubbo felt Ranboo shiver and pulled them closer. He knew that their silky fur did nothing to keep out the cold. If anything, it only trapped in the frigid humidity of the room and made Ranboo's skin prickle into goosebumps. Tubbo could tell. He felt the thin hairs along their forearms raising and pushing up against his own skin.
"You cold?"
They nodded.
The goat hybrid looked away. “I’m sorry.”
Ranboo looked away from the fireplace to lock eyes with his husband. “Why?” he asked, frowning.
“For asking you to help me shovel. I forgot that the snow burns you. I could have handled it myself.”
Ranboo gently cupped his face. “Don’t be sorry. We could have been snowed in, so the quicker we got that cleared, the better. It’s only a little bit stingy. At least it’s not rain.”
Tubbo nodded. He wrapped his arms around his spouse. "Better? Not cold?"
Ranboo nodded before he affectionately knocked his bicoloured horns against Tubbo's.
The goat hybrid gave him a warm, albeit hesitant smile. "Good," he replied simply.
He started to soothingly rub his hands up and down Ranboo's torso, hoping that the friction would provide them with additional warmth. Tubbo felt them exhale before he felt a soft rumbling against his side. Ranboo had started to purr. They had allowed themselves to slump into him, and he saw the tension release from their eyes. Tubbo relaxed into the comfortable weight. He pushed his face into Ranboo's shoulder with a contented sigh. Their clothes smelled faintly of pine, Tubbo noticed.
"Are you cold anymore?" he mumbled into the soft fabric of Ranboo's sweater.
"No. Thank you," Ranboo said shakily.
He firmly placed a clawed hand on top of one of his husband's, which was currently resting on Ranboo's side. Tubbo froze and looked down. His fingertips were just barely poised against the other's sides. He figured his pressure must have lightened as he became distracted.
Ranboo tipped their chin downward and rested it against the brunet's fluffy hair. "Sorry. You know I'm ticklish there."
Tubbo breathed out a short chuckle. He took Ranboo’s hand in his. "Don't apologize."
He slipped his free hand underneath Ranboo's bundles of clothing and lazily rubbed their belly. His blunt nails raked along their skin as he did so, and Tubbo felt their abdomen quiver underneath his palm.
"Beehee," Ranboo exhaled, and Tubbo could feel the giggles bubbling in their chest.
"Yes, my beloved?" he responded, with a tiny smirk.
“Whahat are you dohohing?”
“Warming you up,” he replied with a smirk.
"Yohou're mahaking it tickle on puhurpose now."
"Oh, am I?" Tubbo crooned. He nuzzled his head into his spouse's neck, and his eyes lit up at the small squeak that they emitted. "But you're not really trying to stop me, are you?"
The half-ender rolled his eyes and groaned softly. His fangs briefly flashed as he gave the other a bemused grin, tittering all the while.
Tubbo headbutted their shoulder. "I thought as much."
He unlaced his fingers from his spouse’s and traced along the squishy pad of Ranboo’s palm. His eyes lit up in adoration as they pushed their face into the back of his neck with a giggly whine.
“That feel nice?” Tubbo asked, with a quick scribble of his nails along Ranboo’s lower belly.
He heard a surprised, high-pitched laugh next to his ear, then felt them nod.
“I’m glad. I… I hope this at least somewhat makes up for making you go out in the cold.”
Ranboo rested their hand on Tubbo’s wrist and lifted their head. Tubbo paused and gazed up at him, watching the lines of mirth around his eyes fade into an expression of concern.
“I told you not to be sorry. I can survive a little bit of snow, Tubs. You needed my help, so I was there. We take care of our home together, not alone.” He pressed a kiss to the top of Tubbo’s head. “Please, don’t feel bad about this.”
Tubbo blinked away the tears that had started to form in his eyes at the kind words. He swallowed away the tight feeling in his throat. “Thank you,” he mumbled, and rested his head against Ranboo’s chest.
Ranboo rested his chin on Tubbo’s head. “Besides,” he started with a laugh, barely able to keep his composure, “You look like an old man when you shovel! Yohou’d think you’d get the technique right by now! So it’s a good thing that I was there to- HEHEY!”
Tubbo rolled his eyes as he kneaded quickly into their sides. “Care to repeat that, ticklish-boo?”
“Nohoho, but doho yohohou- TUBBOHO!”
The two of them would fall asleep on the sofa that night; tired out from laughing, safe from the cold and warmed by each other’s company.
#dsmp tickle#mcyt tickle#lee!tubbo#switch!tubbo#ler!tommy#ler!quackity#ler!tommyinnit#lee!ranboo#sfw tickle community
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Sometimes I'm genuinely impressed how easy is for the Brazilians to understand Spanish but the opposite somehow isn't.
#qsmp#cellbit had to switch to English because both roier and quackity were “???” while he's understanding the two just fine
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Letting creators go through your phone or just borrow it and them finding out you like tickling and their reaction to it
BoomerNA- He memes you about it a little but overall he just finds it cute and is really assuring to you that he doesn’t find it weird and how it’s important to laugh and find things that make you happy and the fact that tickling does that for you is great he also admits he’s not like against it either and sometimes even likes it his own self he guesses
Quackity- He memes you so so much but if he can seriously tell or you seriously tell him not to tell anyone or make jokes about it around anyone then he won’t but he will still definitely slip the word into conversation so much just to make you extra blushy
George- He memes you a little until he realizes you seem nervous and slightly uncomfortable and then he stops the memes and like genuinely tells you it’s okay to like it and he’s glad you do cause it makes it more fun to annoy you with tickles knowing you like it and he probably also admits he doesn’t fully mind it also will sometimes slip the word in more on purpose and other times genuinely doesn’t think about it when he uses it
Dream- Doesn’t meme you at all just says “okay cool” doesn’t make a big deal but if he can tell you’re nervous and stuff he says like you don’t have to tell him anything about it but then if/when you do then he thanks you and says he’s proud of you and everything and then he definitely like Quackity slips the word in more and tickles you way more also finds it funny to tickle you around the boys a lot more and loves doing little challenges to see how long you can last being tickled before you break and either move or laugh
Sapnap- Is kinda confused at first but then when you explain it more to him he gets it and realizes he doesn’t mind it either but only with like certain people and again he slips the word into conversation more and tickles you more
Karl- finds it really cute and definitely understands why you like it and everything and says how it’s not horrible in the right situations with the right people and definitely offers to tickle you right then and there if you want and he wants to learn everything about it like what Lee ler and switch mean and what the moods mean and how to tell when you’re in a certain mood and when you’re not and like asking boundaries and everything he’s just mega througho and you appreciate it so much
Foolish- this bro already says the Tword like 24/7 so when he finds out you like it he’s chill about it but also very excited and finds it very funny that a word he can say so easily and says so often gets you so flustered and that you can’t even say it and he definitely somehow says it even more and when you let it slip how some of his random sounds sound like sounds you’d make when tickling someone he starts to sometimes smirk at the camera for a second when making them because he knows it’s flustering you he’s definitely open to tickling you whenever and sometimes let’s you get him back even
Sam- he kinda just like Dream laughs it off in a way and doesn’t make a big deal out of it but he definitely starts subtly tickling you more and slipping the word in more like purposely squeezing your side as he’s moving you out of his way and things like that
Punz- he’s like Sapnap sorta confused especially because he’s the youngest so most of his memories of being tickled are being ganged up on by his siblings and they weren’t always horrible memories or moments but not always the best either but once you explain it a little more he’s mega understanding and even starts to come around to the idea of it his own self also he def tries to like be like Karl and learn some of the stuff and it’s definitely one of those he’s got the spirit moments and when you explain safe words and stuff that’s when it really clicks for him that he would be okay with it as long as it’s with someone he can fully trust to listen to his safe word also he definitely quietly and slightly awkwardly asks if you want him yo tickle you right after you’ve told him more about it and everything and much like everyone else he also slips the word into conversation more and tickles you more like purposely tickling you during a hug or when cooking or just hanging out and definitely the type to do the little don’t laugh or don’t move things like when with the guys and just hanging and you’re like upper half is on him and lower half on one of the other guys he’ll whisper in your ear “don’t laugh you don’t want the boys asking questions and be careful you don’t wanna kick Sapnap”
#Kasey writes stuff#Kasey’s concepts#idk what exactly to tag these#I’m just gonna tag them all as switch cause most mention them admitting they’re okay with it too so#switch!boomer#switch!quackity#switch!george#switch!dream#switch!sapnap#switch!sam#switch!punz#switch!karl#switch!foolish
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Ꭲɾᥲdเᥒg ⅌ᥣᥲᥴꫀ᥉
Warning/s: (???)
Prompt given by: Anonymous
Taglist: @da3dm, @gt-mcyt, @coolest-moon.
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"Sapnap, c'mere!" The ravenette yelled in excitement, the shorter was practically bouncing off the walls as Sapnap entered the room. The brunette scoffed as he playfully rolled his eyes as he waited for the other to speak. A mischievous(and overly proud) grin was placed on the shorters face as he began to speak.
"I got a new job for us~" He grinned widely as he brought out a poster, "They're showcasing the Dumontè Crystal in this museum. That crystal is worth a lot. If we can figure out a way to steal it and sell it without it having to trace it back to us, we'll be set for life!"
Sapnap chuckled as he took the poster from the shorters hands and began examining it, "Yo we could certainly pull this off." Before Sapnap could praise Quackity on his findings a rather loud and exaggerated sigh came from beside them.
"No chance you guys can even get close to getting that."
Karl
Karl was a borrower they picked up a while back, the criminal duo never understood having borrowers as pets or food—Neither of them wanting to eat anything alive—so when they found the tiny brunette on one of their little escapades, they decided to just bring him along with them.
Now the borrower was sitting on their countertop, eating large amounts of sweets. As he continued to degrade their chances of ever pulling off the mission.
"Even if I joined you guys on this mission again, their security in protecting that crystal is like top tier!" Karl said as he waved his hands around, "I've heard of their security measures, apparently people died, trying to get in." He explained as he grabbed a handful of cotton candy. The two humans were taken aback at the borrower's knowledge of the topic.
Quackity grinned as he leaned against the counter, "Seems like you know alot about this thing, I'm sure we'll get it if you come with us-" The shorter brunette rolled his eyes as he stared at the ravenette. "I literally just said it wouldn't work." As the words left his mouth, Sapnap butted in the conversation. "Karl, I bet those other thieves that tried stealing it were uninformed. And plus, we all know you're gonna join for the thrill anyway."
The tiny chuckled as he agreed, "Fine, I'll help you idiots-" Quackity and Sapnap let out a short 'whoop' as they high-fived each other. Then Sapnap scooped up the borrower, and they headed to their room to begin their plan.
The trio worked on their scheme the entire night until they all passed out at sunrise. Even if the two humans were tired as hell, neither got a wink of sleep.
(Why does this tiny have to sleepwalk!?)
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A few weeks have passed since they started planning, weeks of preparation and thinking of every possible outcome that would come from their actions—they even have time to make an entirely new fit for Karl, which the borrower greatly appreciated—After months of Karl living with the two criminals, he certainly picked up a few tricks.
The trio worked during the weeks of their planning, each working to perfect their respective roles for the mission—albeit with a few mishaps, they all deemed themselves ready.
The day arrived when they would pull off their heist. It was the day the crystal was showcasing, and there definitely will be more security, but on the other hand, more distractions. The trio stood a good distance away from the event as they went over their plan.
"Okay so- once I and Karl sneak in and disable the cameras, you and I go and snatch it," Quackity affirmed as he wrapped his hand around the borrower and hoisted him up to his pocket. Sapnap gave the shorter a nod as he watched the duo hop down to the next building.
The ravenette and brunette both carefully neared the building—albeit Quackity did most of the work—a sea of people assisted them in blending in, of course giving a bit of struggle, Quackity maneuvered through the crowd eventually reaching a backdoor.
It was Karl's turn to weigh in. The borrower slid down under the door, climbing his way to unlock the door. The borrower mustered up his strength and began to turn the lock. Immediately, the door was flung open, the tiny almost flying off if it wasn't for his grip on the handle.
"Oh shit- sorry." Quackity sputtered out as he grabbed the borrower and abruptly shut the door. The duo began to navigate their way through the building. Hiding away from security that was guarding the parameters.
Quackity was able to snag the keys—which were properly labeled—from one of the passing guards. He browsed through the keys. Once he picked the right one, he clicked open the door, and they both sneaked in.
Weirdly enough, there was no guard in the security room. The raven-haired male got to work as he hacked the systems. He replayed the security tape so they wouldn't be spotted as they slyly sneaked around the facility. As Quackity typed the last bit of code, he grabbed his comms and messaged Sapnap.
"Okay, Karl, from here on out, it'll be me and Sap." The taller grinned as he placed Karl in his pocket, the borrower crouched and waited for further news.
Every noise outside the pocket was muffled, it oddly soothed him, just enough that he didn't even realize he fell asleep. The last sounds he heard were the vague voices of Sapnap and Quackity.
He jolted awake once he felt the pocket jostled, he immediately panicked as he was violently thrown around the minimal space. He could hear a faint voice call out 'sorry', followed with a few hushed curses and screams. He thrashed around his arms, desperate to grab onto something to keep himself stable. He grabbed a handful of the fabric.
The borrower was clearly still shaking, hr held his ground as he felt everything come to a stop albeit with a bit of shuffling about. Light peeked in as the pocket was opened, Karl jumped to poke his head out.
"Karl, you okay?" Sapnap spoke as he gripped the steering wheel. The borrower climbed out of the patch and turned his head to the taller ravenette. "Y-Yeah? Just a lil dizzy." He chuckled. The brunette turned his head to look at the crystal in Quackity's palm.
"Woah- that looks so cool!" Karl stares, mesmerized at the crystal. "So, how do you plan on selling it?" He asks curiously, Sapnap hummed as he gave an answer. "I got this buddy of mine. He's the top mafia boss in probably the whole world, and he's willing to pay a pretty penny to get his hands on it." He grinned as Karl gave him a noise of approval. "However, he's currently out of country, and considering this crystal is one of a kind, he wants to see it firsthand, so we'll have to keep it for the time being."
The road was no longer smooth, it was a telltale sign they were nearing their cabin, the borrower almost fell over, yet he caught himself. As the car began pulling up to the driveway Sapnap scooped up the borrower and placed him on his shoulder(truth be told Karl was way too comfortable in letting them drag him around.)
The three let out a sigh of relief as they stepped into their humble abode. Quackity instantly went to place the crystal in a secure place, which was oddly enough an intricately designed box. The ravenette cautiously dropped the crystal in the cushioned box.
The trio decided to head to bed, not even bothering to wash up. The velvety dark skies overlooked the forest as the moon glowed, bright and powerful. As the three slept soundly that night, something was askew with the presence of such a mythical crystal in an untamed area.
Hidden within the box, the crystal shimmered and glowed. It began to vibrantly shake as smoke was emitting from it. None of the residents were aware of the matter; as they preferred to collect their well-earned sleep.
They subtly inhaled the fumes, unaware that they even did so. It was only till the very next morning when they all startled awake and screamed in unison.
"What the h-"
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I'm sorry it's not the greatest. A lot's been happening recently, I never had any proper time to plan this out🥲
#g/t#giant/tiny#gt#mcyt gt#mcyt g/t#writing#ask#dsmp g/t#giant!quackity#giant!sapnap#tiny!karl#borrower!karl#although they switched#never thoroughly explained tho#I'm sorry it took so long :<
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Richarlyson and the mandated need to give me a heart attack.
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Day 7 - Soft
Here is the lovely prompt list <3
C!Sapnap/C!Quackity ROMANTIC (since it’s a canon couple lolol)
Thought you might wanna be tagged again <3 @rxsahgrce
This is a Karlnapity fic btw, Karl just isn’t mentioned at all, but he is still in the picture
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“SAHAHAHAP! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” Quackity squealed as he buried his face into the cushions of the couch. Sapnap’s fingers had found purchase on Quackity’s gorgeous, golden wings. Of course Quackity hadn’t said the safeword yet, which was ‘gold’, easy to remember and easy to say if needed. Sapnap smiled and scribbled his fingers into the base of Quackity’s wings. The beanie clad man screeched as the fingers clawed softly at the skin beneath the feathers. Quackity’s laughter soon turned into soft giggles as he’d asked for Sapnap to slow down. Now the fingers only lightly traced at the wings, just enough pressure to keep him giggling and melted. Sapnap smiled, “You enjoying yourself, Ducky?~” And his heart melted as Quackity nodded.
#rxsahgrce's switch!sapnap week#neko’s ficlets#dream smp#dream smp tickle#dsmp#dsmp tickle#lee!quackity#c!quackity#quackity#karlnapity#ler!sapnap#c!sapnap#sapnap
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The Tickle Fight Video (Quackity x Skeppy)
(ft. BadBoyHalo)
Happy Birthday Quackity!!! (December 28th) For your special day, I wrote my longest fic ever! I hope everyone likes it!
Word Count: 2018
Finally Quackity and Skeppy meet up! Both were natural balls of energy and the meet up was sure to be explosive, both fan bases were beyond excited.
Of course they decided to start it all off with a bang; trolling BadBoyHalo. Sort of. There had always been the running joke of Skeppy and BadBoyHalo getting jealous over each other interacting with anyone that isn't them. Then Bad had started calling Quackity "Discount Skeppy" and the two had fake-flirted to make Skeppy rage. Now was the revenge. They were going to do a Q&A video while casually cuddling in bed. Then, Skeppy would film Bad's reaction and cut that into the end of the video.
"And now we...cuddle. Pffft!", Quackity announced and then burst into giggles.
"This is so stupid!", Skeppy laughed.
Eventually they were both trying to hold back their laughter as they climbed on to the bed and laid next to each other. Skeppy made eye contact with the camera sitting on a tripod at the foot of the bed and burst into laughter; laying on his back with his arms wrapped around his stomach, legs kicking. "It's so wrong.", he squeaked.
Quackity took his opportunity to be funny and rolled on his side smirking at Skeppy.
"No, it's so right.", he squeezed Skeppy's side, causing a loud scream to rip from the boy's throat. Quackity cackled as Skeppy shoved him. "Oh my god!", Quackity yelled and grabbed on to Skeppy, shaking him.
"Shut up!", Skeppy giggled hysterically. Quackity sat up and gestured towards the other boy for the camera.
"He's ticklish your honor!", he announced. Skeppy reached up from where he was laying next to him and squeezed Quackity's sides. He squawked and crumpled back into the other. Both laughed chaotically as they fought desperately to get the upper hand. They were basically evenly matched. Within a minute they had both fought to be on top and had both lost the ground again over and over. Eventually Quackity tickled Skeppy's ribcage and ruined that.
"Alex!", Skeppy squeaked out. A string of unintelligible shriek-y words came out and then Skeppy screamed with laughter.
"Let's gooo!!", Quackity yelled as he climbed on top of Skeppy. He held one of his wrists against the side of the bed next to his head and his free hand tickled roughly into Skeppy's ribcage, darting from side to side as Skeppy's free hand desperately tried and failed to fight Quackity off. Skeppy fell into hysterics. His legs kicked violently as he bucked and twisted under his friend. His cheeks burned as he cackled and shrieked.
"Bad is going to die of jealousy when he sees what I'm doing to his little muffin!!", Quackity laughed like a maniac while he tickled Skeppy.
"Fuck off!!!", Skeppy sputtered, twisting his kicking legs into the comforter under them, his crazy laughter nearly blowing the microphone on the camera.
“You’re so loud!”, Quackity laughed as he made a little claw with his hand and rubbed it quickly into just the side of the ribcage he was holding Skeppy’s arm up away from. Skeppy threw his head back and screeched with laughter, tears prickling in his eyes.
Soon, Skeppy stopped trying to shove the attacking boys hands and grabbed his thigh instead, causing Quackity to curl down with a squeal. Skeppy gasped out greedily for air when the tickling paused and wrapped his arms around his friend, tickling into his back quickly. Quackity collapsed entirely on top of him with a loud whine.
"Not there man!!!", he squealed in a high pitch and twisted, his crazed laughter hurting Skeppy's ears as he twisted against him. He was way closer then he meant to be, but his back was horribly ticklish and was barely ever tickled so the feeling was throwing him. Quackity wailed out with laughter as Skeppy took advantage of how weak this spot seemed to make him; rolling the two around and forcing Quackity to face the camera while on his stomach with Skeppy straddling his lower back. "Zak come on!!!", Quackity forced out breathlessly, his red face peeking up at the camera and burning darker, his black hair peeking out from his beanie getting messy and sticking to his face.
Skeppy giggled as he got himself situated on top of his squirmy friend, fixed Quackity's beanie for him, and then tickled quickly into his back. He clawed up and down it and felt at the back of his ribcage and spine. Quackity wailed and screeched with laughter as he tore the comforter and sheets loose and kicked his legs crazily. "¡Joder! ¡Te odio, maldita sea, maldita seaaaa!", he cried out in frantic Spanish between his barks of laughter, causing Skeppy to giggle hysterically.
"No one knows what you're saying!!"
"Fuck youu!", he gasped out painfully. Skeppy hiccuped through his own laughter as he started to rub his elbows carefully against Quackity's back. Quackity's laughter raised two octaves and he shoved his face into the bed to muffle it.
"Eyyy!", he screamed and clawed desperately at the bed. Skeppy quieted down and grinned at the boy, never having heard these noises from his friend before.
"This videos going to pop off dude. We’re popping off!!!", Skeppy yelled excitedly as he mimicked the other boy's signature high-pitched fake British voice, seeming to have forgotten what the video was supposed to be completely. The forgotten-about piece of paper with the Q&A questions quietly slides off the bed and flutters to the floor.
"Mercy!", Quackity cried out and Skeppy slowly let up.
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"Look that's when I found your weak spot!", Quackity laughed loudly as he smacked Skeppy's shoulder a few times, jumping in his seat.
"Oh shut up I got yours like right after!", Skeppy pushed him. The two giggled as they shoved each other back and forth. There was a ton of giddy energy in the air with the excitement of meeting each other in-person for the first time and the adrenaline pumping from the tickle fight. They were currently sat at Quackity’s desk as Skeppy edited the video and both laughed over how ridiculous it was. "What do I even title this?".
"I don't even know.", Quackity's face heated a little as he thought more on how people were going to watch the video. Skeppy eyed him for a moment and then dug a soft clawed hand into his back, causing the boy to squeal and twist in tne chair before shoving him.
"They've heard you laugh before.", Skeppy added quickly.
"This is so different!", Quackity laughed and shook his head. "It's okay though. Post it.", he grins over at the other boy as his arm wraps around his stomach; both boys felt the soft ache from how much they had been laughing. That was actually pretty usual though, they both found each other hilarious when playing video games together.
Skeppy leaned forward to study some volume levels closer before sitting back in his seat.
"I should just title it BadBoyHalo's reaction to me and Quackity's Meet Up.”
"Don't you think putting that we got into a tickle fight in the title will get you more clicks?"
"I can noooot put BadBoyHalo reacting to me and Quackity's Tickle Fight.", he looked at Quackity with his cheeks burning again. Today was just so flustering for the both of them. Skeppy didn't even hide his face. The words made Quackity giggle and the sight of Skeppy's cheeks made him double over in his chair with laughter.
"My stomach.", he whined. Skeppy poked his side to hear another painful cry.
"I kind of want to keep this a secret!"
"Me too!" They both laughed knowing full well this was going to be posted.
They finished the rough edit and decided it was time to call Bad.
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"I don't understand why you want to film my reaction?", Bad questioned suspiciously. "I'm going to watch the video!".
"But, its special!", Skeppy yelled. Quackity laughed and banged the desk a few times. He always thought they were so funny together.
"Gah!", Bad yelled back, his face getting closer to the facecam. Skeppy and Bad did currently live together, but it was easier to film the video this way because Bad would just film through his computer and then send the recording over.
They sent over the video and both hid their little smiles as they watched him over the discord call. Bad clicked play.
Skeppy paused the video and hid his face in his hands.
"Nevermind nevermind!!", he shook his head.
"What!!!", the other two yelled in unison.
"Oh my goodness what is this!!", Bad hollered and unpaused the video. Then Skeppy paused it. Then Bad unpaused it. Then Skeppy paused it.
"Bad!!", he yelled.
"Skeppy what's going on!!", Bad yelled back. Quackity was in stitches next to Skeppy, which really panicked Bad. ‘Oh my goodness, what did they do?’ he thought.
"Skeppy it's fine! You're freaking Bad out! All we did was-hey!", he gasped and almost tumbled out of his chair as Skeppy shoved him.
"Shut up!!!", Skeppy yelled. Quackity pulled away laughing. He wondered how much of this was real. He knew Skeppy and Bad definitely played up every interaction a little more, but he really couldn't tell right now. The whole friend group agreed only the two of them ever really know what's going on between each other.
"Guys!", Bad cried out. "Oh my goodness! Stop being so violent! Can you atleast tell me?", he huffed. Skeppy gave a warning look over to Quackity who put his hands up innocently. "Guys!", Bad yelled again. Skeppy and Quackity couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Alrighty, gotta go now.", Skeppy said and tried to get up, but Quackity grabbed him and pulled him back into a sitting position.
"Skeppy don't you dare leave!", Bad said.
This was seeming more real by the minute to Quackity. He looked between the two.
"It's not that big of a deal.", he assured Bad. "It's really not.", he nudged Skeppy. "We are going to show him and it will be okay. No need to be embarrassed. I mean...you won anyway.", he said with an eye roll.
"Huh?", Bad questioned and Skeppy shook his head.
"Okay.", Skeppy agreed.
They let the video play and Bad watched nervously as the two interacted on the bed.
"Okay so what, you cuddled for the Q&A right? I overhead Skeppy on...the...", Bad slowed down and went quiet as the boys started tickling each other in the video. Skeppy fully put his beet-red face down in his arms on the desk with his legs kicking softly under the chair. Quackity watched with an amused grin, although his cheeks did burn a little from the scene. Watching Bad react was so entertaining, too. He could not read his expression. They all sat dead-quiet for the rest of the video.
"Jeez that was the cutest thing I've ever seen you little muffin heads!", Bad coo'ed, very pleased as the video came to an end. Skeppy peeked up to see his best friend beaming. He sat up with a huff.
"What! Aren't you jealous!", he cried out.
"I mean I guess. I don't really like seeing you in the bed together. I think I'll just have to get Quackity back though.", Bad grinned at his own plan. Quackity's mouth dropped open. Skeppy jumped to his feet and his chair flew back, startling everybody.
"No! You can't have a tickle fight with him Bad are you crazy?!", Skeppy hollered at the screen.
"What! Why not!! So you can, but I can't?!", he yelled back, also jumping out of his chair.
"That's not the point!".
"Oh my goodness! Skeppy!!!”.
‘Ahhh there it is.’, Quackity thought to himself, amused. He looked between his shouting friends and burst out laughing, jumping in his chair and smacking the arms of it.
"You guys are so crazy!".
(Art is by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )
#tickle#tickling#badboyhalo#wishitweresummer#skephalo#skeppy#switch#dream smp tickle#tickle fic#quackity#quackity tickle#skepity#duckyduo#skeppity#happy birthday quackity
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Schlatt had been snooping around as Q had seemed to be all around “destroying” people. It was pretty funny, the ram gave a loud amused scoff to himself when he first heard it. Eventually, he went around searching for the duck himself; if no one else was going to do anything about Q’s reign of terror, who better than Schlatt to deal with it?
“Ah..” Schlatt hummed, a wide grin instantly appearing on his features the second Quackity had been spotted. “Oh, Quackity~” The ram called out quickly.
@j-switch (imagine the tag works)
apologies if my schlatt is a little off, it’s my first time musing him again after a few years. //
Quackity had been in the middle of an intricate, very thought-out, awesome, and fail-proof plan for his next attack (if he could say so himself) when he heard a voice somewhere behind him.
With a tilt of his head, he turned around to see none other than the ram. "Oh, Schlatt~" he mimicked as he pushed himself up and off of the ground with a smirk of his own. "What's up? Heard the news and wanted some action for yourself, huh?" His plans could wait, he had decided, as he cracked his knuckles.
Hey, no worries! Even if he's a little out of character he's still the silly ram :]! //
@j-switch
#WAIT#DO I GET THE HONOR OF BEING THE FIRST RP ON YOUR SCHLATT BLOG?#LETS GO ANOTHER WIN FOR Q#j-switch#rp starters#rp#preq!quackity#in character
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