Hi, I know itโs been a long time, just wanted to let yall know iโm still alive lol. I still come on here from time to time but I just donโt have the time or energy to continue writing and posting on this account. I also wanted to say that I DO NOT support wilbur, dream, and sapnap (and others, they are just the ones I have posted on here) anymore. I will keep the posts up but just know I do not support them. Anyways, I just wanted to update anyone who wanted to know where I was cus I just kind of disappeared. Iโve been super busy with school and just havenโt been motivated to post anything. Hope anyone reading this is having a good day/night!
During Tommy's IRL you laugh you lose, they had managed to make everyone laugh at least once, even Ranboo.
Except for Wilbur.
They had tried everything. Jokes, skits, singing stupid songs, nothing was working. He was determined to not laugh. At least until Jack had stumbled upon something.
He was standing behind Wilbur on a stool, giving him a "massage." He was squeezing up and down his shoulders, and when he moved his hands, his fingers brushed against Wilbur's collar bone.
He let out an audible squeak and everyone stopped what they were doing. "Wilbur, you wouldn't happen to be ticklish, would you?" Jack asked, a smirk plastered on his face.
Wilbur went stiff in the chair and his eyes widened. He looked at everyone in the room who seemed to get the same idea all at once. "Oh my god he is!" Tubbo piped up stating the obvious.
Wilbur basically shrunk in the seat as the other 3 gathered around him. Jack grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms up above his head. Ranboo just watched from the other chair, head tilting slightly.
Tommy was the first to strike, sending an onslaught of pokes to his side. Wilbur yelped, the water almost falling out of his mouth. He squirmed to the opposite side of Tommy, but was caught by Tubbo who spidered his fingers up his ribs.
Wilbur was stuck in the middle trying desperately to not fall out of the chair knowing full well Jack could not hold him up. As the tickling continued he managed to swallow the water. It was a miracle he didn't choke.
"Stahaha- ToHOhohoMEHeyy!!" Wilbur was cut off by Tommy who's hand migrated down to his hip and began squeezing. "He swallowed the water! He's cheating!" Tubbo exclaimed. Wilbur's feet were pounding the ground as he shook with laughter.
Ranboo watched in slight horror as his friend was getting tickled half to death in the chair right next to him. He swallowed the water as well and shifted in his seat.
"YOU PRIHIHIHICK NOHOHO!!" Tubbo looked at Tommy to see what had gotten such a strong reaction out of Wilbur and noticed his hand squeezing his kneecap.
Tubbo flashed the lee an evil grin, but continued scribbling on his ribs, not wanting to tire him out just yet. "You're such a squirmer arent you." Jack teased making Wilbur's face go pink.
Ranboo stood up and made his way over to the others and grabbed his arms so Jack could get in on the action. The latter waltzed in front of Wilbur and placed his hands on his stomach. His immediate reaction was to suck in, but his laughter made it hard.
Jack's claw like hand began vibrating into Wilbur's stomach, and his laughter rose an octave and became almost squeaky. They could all tell he was reaching his limit, so Tubbo squeezed his knee a few times and then they all stopped.
Ranboo dropped his arms as Wilbur was catching his breath, but he started sliding off the chair so the American held him up in a hug around his shoulders. "You guys... are so... mean." Wilbur sighed, a huge smile on his face.
"Hey I think Ranboo swallowed his water too, that makes him a cheater as well." Tubbo's evil look returned to his face as everyone looked at him. Ranboo bolted, the rest of the boys except Wilbur, right on his trail.
Chocolate chip cookies seemed to be the only thing Wilbur knew how to bake, so him and Niki had decided to make some to share with Jack and Tommy who were visiting the next day.
They put all their ingredients into their specific bowls and were about to combine them with the mixer.
"Alright Will, I'll be right back. Make sure you don't over mix the dough okay?" Niki spoke as she untied her apron from around her waist. Will nodded and did a salute "Ma'am yes ma'am!" He exclaimed. They both giggled as Niki left down the hall to the bathroom.
A minute or so later when Niki was washing her hands she heard the mixer turn off, assuming the dough was done. She dried her hands and then left the bathroom.
She gasped when she saw Wilbur shoving a piece of the cookie dough into his mouth, who just gave her a smile and waved.
"Will, the cookies arent even baked yet!" Niki walked over to him. "This has raw eggs!" She poked his side after every word making him flinch further away from her.
Wilbur stifled a giggle and then looked Niki dead in the eyes, grabbed another piece of dough, and shoved it in his mouth.
Niki's stood in shock for a few moments and then latched onto his sides. She started squeezing and scribbling her nails all around Wilbur's belly and sides making him burst into honey like giggles.
"NihiHiHIkIHIii NahAHAhaa!" He attempted to form sentences but it was impossible through his laughter. Niki maneuvered herself behind the tall man and started squeezing at his hips.
Wilbur shrieked and his legs began to give out. He was to tall for Niki to hold up so she lowered them both down to the group, keeping up her attack on his hips.
"NIHIHAHAH NOHOHO!" Wilbur screeched out. "Does it tickle Will? Maybe you shouldn't have eaten the cookie dough." Niki smirked. Wilbur's laughter calmed a bit as Niki moved her nimble fingers up to his ribs.
Wilbur melted into her lap as he continued laughing, not even fighting back, just enjoying the attention. He was just laying there as Niki traced shapes all over his ribs and sides.
"You know you could have gotten away from me since the beginning, right?" Niki looked down at Wilbur. His face flushed red and he didn't know what to do so he just looked away.
Niki giggled and then ran a hand through his fluffy hair. Wilbur pushed his head slightly into her palm as she continued playing with his hair. His eyes involuntarily closed and he smiled.
"I can't have you falling asleep on the floor Will, we haven't even put our cookies in the oven!" Niki said. Wilbur stood up after a few more seconds and then helped Niki up. They finished their cookies, Wilbur still a blushing mess the whole time.
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This is a sfw platonic tickle fic with Tubbo and Ranboo!
This is the prompt for day 5 of tickletober, I'm most likely not going to do every single day
Lee Tubbo and ler Ranboo
This is also VERY short, not even 300 words sorry if you were expecting something longer, these will be short and will probably have mistakes but oh well.
It was a calm day in Snowchester. The only noises heard was the pouring rain, the fire crackling in the fire place, and Tubbo's giggles. Him and Ranboo decided to stay in because of the weather, and were cuddled up together on the couch.
Tubbo had asked the enderman hybrid for light tickles, and like a good (platonic) husband, Ranboo obviously agreed. Not only for Tubbo, but also because he thought it was adorable seeing the usually hardworking ram being all cuddly and soft.
So they were laying on their couch, Tubbo halfway in Ranboo's lap as the latter gently traced around his palm with one hand, and the other was slowly tracing shapes onto his belly. Tubbo's hooves were thumping on the arm of the couch as his ear twitched and he tried to stay in place.
"Rahahann nohoHOhoo!" Tubbo giggled out, squirming in place a bit. "No? But you asked for it, should I stop?" Ranboo's voice was slightly teasy and he slowed his hands. "Nohooo dont stohopp!"
Ranboo giggled and sped his hands up, a string of bubbly giggles flowing out of Tubbo's mouth.
As the ram got increasingly more tired, Ranboo slowed to just barely tracing around his belly, using his free arm to pull Tubbo closer. Only quiet titters were escaping his lips as he melted into the touch.
After a few moments he fell asleep in the arms of his husband, said husband falling asleep as well.
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Ily <3 /p and I know, I just feel bad and then beat myself up over it. Its a bad habit I have ๐ I try to not do that but it always ends up happening. <3
After living with Dream for 8 months, Sapnap was used to some of the strange habits he had. So he wasn't surprised when he walked into the blonde's room, to see him dangling halfway off his bed upside down. He was just confused as to why he was in that weird position.
Dream noticed Sapnap and gave him a quick smile before staring at the wall again, face dropping back to a neutral expression.
Sapnap raised an eyebrow and then made his way over to the bed where he got into the same position his friend was in. He sat there for only a moment trying to figure out why Dream seemed to enjoy the uncomfortable situation before turning to him.
"Why are we hanging halfway off your bed?" He asked as Dream turned his head to look at the brunette. "Helps me think."
"Why do you need to think?" Sapnap questioned. "Video ideas besides manhunts." His answers were vague as he was only half paying attention.
"Ah, I see." Sapnap still looked slightly confused. "Your weird."
"I'm weird? You're the one trying to teach patches tricks, you talk to her like she's a human!" Dreams full attention was finally on Sapnap. "I promise she WILL learn to roll over on command." Sapnap retaliated.
He sat up since blood was rushing to his head and he was slightly lightheaded. Dream was just laughing, small wheezes prominent in his laughter.
Sapnap started giggling and before they knew it they were both sprawled out over the bed laughing their asses off.
Eventually, though, they calmed down and Sapnap sat up once again, fixing his hair. "You're still weird though." A smirk was on his face as he looked at Dream who was craning his neck to look at Sapnap.
"Shut up," Dream scoffed and leaned back down, his hands dropping down to hang beside his head.
After a few seconds of sitting in silence, Sapnap decided he was bored and that his entertainment was right in front of him. He reached his hand out slowly so Dream wouldn't see, and poked his belly knowing he would get a reaction.
And he was correct.
Dream squeaked and his arms flew up to protect his torso. He curled into a ball and he would have rolled off the bed if it weren't for Sapnap who grabbed his arms before he could fall.
The blonde looked at him with slight fear, but also playfulness. As if he were challenging Sapnap.
The latter took the challenge and grabbed Dreams wrists, sat on his hips, and pinned his arms against his sides with his knees. Dream was thrashing around the whole time.
Once Sapnap got comfortable he brought his hands down to Dreams belly and squeezed and poked around the skin under his belly button. A steady stream of giggles poured out of his mouth as Sapnap continued.
"Aww Dream, I forgot how cute your laugh is! We should do this more often." Sapnap cooed. "Shuhuhut UHuhuhup!" Dream was being broken to pieces at just the simple action.
Sapnap sped up his fingers and started scribbling them around his belly button and up to his lower ribs. Dreams giggles got slightly squeakier and high-pitched as his ler switched between spots.
"SaHAHapNaHAhahAP NoHOhooo!" Dream struggled to talk through his laughter. He was slowly growing weaker but was able to yank his hands out from their trap.
Sapnap was caught so off guard by Dreams sudden movement that he wasn't able to react when he grabbed him and flipped him around so he was leaning against Dreams chest.
Sapnap looked at Dream the best he could with wide eyes as the taller whispered in his ear. "Looks like you're trapped."
Dream was quick to start his attack; he began lightly squeezing and scratching at his ribs and every few seconds would give his hips a squeeze causing him to squeak every time.
Sapnap's laughter was loud as his worst spots were being attacked at the same time, and he was growing tired quickly. "DREEHEHEAHAM NAHAHAA DOHOHAHAHA!" His sentences weren't coherent and he was trying to distract himself from the torturous feeling.
He was kicking his legs, clenching his fists, shaking his head, but nothing was working. The only thing he could do was sit there and take it.
Dream giggled and rested his head on Sapnap's shoulder. He slowed his hands slightly and spoke. "You're right, we should do this more often!" A smirk was plastered on his face.
"NoHOhOHooO MoHOHOReheEhEH!" Sapnap forced out. Dream saw he was close to his limit so he fluttered his fingers up to his neck. A blush grew on the brunette's face and he let out little titters and squeaks, the light touch was almost unbearable.
But Dream did stop and Sapnap could catch his breath as he went limp in the former's arms. Dream raked a hand through his hair and pulled them both to lay down on the bed.
Sapnap was the first to fall asleep and Dream was too comfortable to move so he just held the younger in his arms as he too fell asleep.
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Snow drifted all around Tommy and Tubbo. One of them was dressed in a coat, hat and gloves, while the other was just wearing a hoodie.
Yes Tommy didn't bring any warm clothes, yes he regretted it, and no he didn't go back to the house to change.
They were walking through town and decided it would be best when it was snowing because no one else would be out.
Although Tommy was complaining the whole time, it was nice seeing the streets not being filled with people.
When they could finally see Tubbo'sย house again, Tommy sprinted to the door and inside. Tubbo just chuckled and walked to the house.
When he got inside, he took off his slightly wet jacket and boots and then went upstairs to change. Tubbo waltzed back downstairs where he was met with the blonde who was shivering and had a cup of hot chocolate in his hands.
"I'm c-cold." Tommy shivered and took a sip. "I told you to wear a jacket. You should have listened to me." Tubbo smirked as he sat next to Tommy on one of the stools at the kitchen island.
"Why don't you change into something warmer?" Tubbo suggested to the younger boy. Tommy frantically nodded, set his cup down, and ran upstairs to change.
He came back downstairs from the guest bedroom wearing a thick, oversized hoodie, sweatpants and fluffy socks.
Tubbo covered his mouth and snorted, looking at his comfy friend. "Still cold." Tommy mumbled as he got closer.
"You look ridiculous." Tubbo said while he spun the stool to face Tommy who just grumbled about how Tubbo was so inconsiderate and 'grumpily' sat down again.
"Awww, is the little baby mad?" Tubbo teased as he stood up and pat Tommy's head.
The latter, on the other hand, was not amused. He thought of a smart idea, and he shot his hands up inside Tubbo's sweater and placed his freezing hands on the shorter boys back.
Tubbo let out a screech and arched his back, trying to get away from the cold hands. "TOMMY GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" Tubbo yelped.
"What? Im just warming them up. You don't want me to be grumpy, do you?" Tommy smirked. "I don't CARE just get them OFF!" Tubbo shouted back, still squirming and trying to break free of Tommy's iceberg-like hands.
"Ahh, you're so warm!" Tommy chuckled after he moved his hands closer to Tubbo's neck. He could feel the older shiver and shove at his arms.
Tubbo was not having it. He crouched down so Tommy let go, and he pushed himself back up against the counter, still on the floor.
He didn't think that far ahead though and Tommy shot him a mischievous look and pounced on Tubbo. He swore he felt his heart leap out of his chest.
Tommy grabbed him by his waist and hoisted him off the ground, pulling him into a hug and spidered his fingers across Tubbo's belly.
The latter screeched (again) and immediately started laughing and trying to free himself from the torturous grasp of his friend.
"TOHoHommeEEEhehey!" Tubbo's laughter was high pitched and a blush spread across his face.
"Aww, Tubbo you're blushing! Is this flustering? That's adorable!" Tommy teased. Tubbo's blush spread further across his face as he kept giggling, trying to ignore the sensations on his torso.
Tommy switched from his stomach to his ribs, scribbling in-between the bones and occasionally lightly pinching his sides.
The change of his tactics made him squeal and more lighthearted giggles poured out of his mouth.
The younger was slowly walking them towards the couch, all the while held a giggling, squirming Tubbo.
"WHhIhihIHiiiy?" Tubbo didn't know where he was going with his question but he still asked anyways.
When he realized they were sitting on the couch, he noticed how much more vulnerable he was and he tried standing up. Tommy wrapped his arms around Tubbo and pulled him back onto his lap.
He used one hand to squeeze his knee, and the other hand resumed skittering up and down his side.
Tubbo threw his head back as loud cackles poured out of his mouth, he realized that escaping was impossible so he just went limp in the blondes arms.
Tommy could see him reaching his limit so he gave a quick raspberry to his neck which earned a scream from the older boy.
He slowed his hands to a stop and Tubbo rolled off his lap next to him on the couch. He curled himself up into a ball and let the rest of his giggles disappear before he sat up.
"You are so mean!" His tone was light hearted and held no anger. Tommy just giggled and responded. "Im not cold anymore though. Your like my own personal heater!"
Tubbo just glared at Tommy and then leaned against his shoulder. It didn't take him long to fall asleep seeing as Tommy just wrecked him.
As a random movie played on the tv, Tommy wrapped his arm around the smaller boy and pulled him closer as he started to drift off as well. A nap couldn't hurt.
Wilbur knew something was off when he realized the house was silent, besides the strumming of his own guitar. Techno and Phil were out training which left Wilbur and Tommy, who was no where to be seen.
He set down his guitar and went looking for the gremlin to see what trouble he was causing. He walked down the hall and hear shuffling from inside his room. Of course.
Wilbur opened the door and low and behold, the raccoon hybrid was sitting on the edge of his bed eating HIS candy. When Tommy heard the door open his head swung up and looked at the older with wide eyes.
"Hey Tommy. Where did you get that from?" Wilbur asked as if he didn't know anything. "Nowhere?" Tommy responded after throwing the wrapper behind himself.
"Sure. Because you are in MY room. And if I can recall that was in MY nightstand. "Wilbur said with a cocky grin, a plan already in his head.
Tommy saw the glint in his eyes and knew what his plan was immediately. He had seen that look many times before and this time it was no different.
He stood up and rambled on about how he should just let him go and that he would buy him more, but Wilbur was having none of it. It wasn't his fault that he hid it in a blatantly obvious place and left Tommy to do his own thing...
Okay maybe it was but he wasn't going to let the little thief get away with his crimes.
Wilbur lunged at the teen with his arms extended. The quick movement startled Tommy and he uttered a wild shriek as he scrambled to get away.
Unluckily for him, though, Wilbur was faster and managed to hook an arm around his waist and pulled him down to the bed. He climbed onto his hips so he couldn't get up and then fought to grab Tommy's wrists to pin him.
After a bit of struggling, the older got his victory. He held the boys arms above his head with one hand, and the other hand was tracing shapes around his tummy and sides which were exposed. His shirt had rode up in their scuffle.
Tommy puffed out his cheeks and squirmed around trying not to laugh. He opened his mouth as if to say something but all that came out was giggles as Wilbur switched to squeezing up and down his side's.
"WIHihill nohoho!" The raccoon boy whined out through his giggles. "Will yes!" Wilbur sassed. "You need to pay for your crimes you thief!"
He moved up to his ribs, earning louder and higher-pitched giggles and he gently scratched at the bones. The boy below him hid his face in his arm as a blush grew on his cheeks.
"No sir I need to see your face. Laugh for me you criminal!" Wilbur let go of his arms and shot his hands back down and vibrated his fingers below his belly button.
A scream tore through Tommy's lungs and he was thrown into bouts of loud laughter. he threw his head back, hips bucking and feet digging into the bed.
"YOHOHUHU PRIHIHIHICK!" He managed to get out. "Hey, you were the one who stole my candy, im just giving you what you deserve." Wilbur sad as if Tommy wasn't going ballistic under him.
Wilbur leaned down so his face was right over his belly. He sucked in a breath and blew raspberries all around his belly button as his hands scribbled around his side's and hips.
Tommy's laughter went silent for a few moments and then came back booming as he was reaching his limit. Wilbur could tell and gave on last raspberry for good measure before climbing off his hips.
He rubbed his hand over his stomach to get rid of the ghost tickles that were still making the boy giggle and helped him sit up.
"You bitch." Tommy deadpanned as best as he could but the wide grin on his face made it hard. Wilbur chuckled and ruffled his hair. "That's what you get for stealing my candy."
Tommy let out a playful huff and stood up. "I think its your turn now." He turned towards Wilbur with a smirk on his face and his fingers wiggling.
Needless to say their tickle fight went on for a while.
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hey folks uhhhh so my birth father has figured out where I go to school and I've been putting this off for years but I need to finally change my name!!!! I don't need a literal murderer popping into my life every few years and scaring the shit out of me. if anyone else has any ideas outside of changing my name legally on how to make it harder for him to find me, PLEASE message me. otherwise, I'd love the financial helpโI make the measliest fucking paycheck on planet earth and the filing fees plus publishing it in a local paper (state law) will come out to $429. don't feel bad at ALL if you can't donate, but PLEASE consider reblogging. this is really scary lol and I'd like to take at least the first step to helping myself. even outside of the safety aspect, it's his last name and I'd like to free myself of that
EVERYBODY WHO CAME OUT BEFORE YOU HAS TAKEN THE ROCKS AND BOTTLES AND MADE THEM INTO SHIELDS AND WINDCHIMES
Holy motherfucking shit. Donโt fucking come at me about Queer is a slur. I FUCKING KNOW IT IS. It was hurled at me like a fucking spear all through my youth. I know itโs a god damn slur. And itโs mine. You donโt get to take it away from me because you canโt take also away the scars it gave me while I was standing in front of my younger queer siblings in this community.ย
If my enemy swings a sword at me and I take that sword away from them, itโs my sword now. And the person telling me I canโt use it because it belongs to my enemy and I have to give it back to them sounds quite a bit like an enemy themselves.
