30 for the prompts with whichever two characters you enjoy writing the most
30. “Bold words from someone within tickling distance.”
ler!revivedbur (he/him/they), lee!tommy (he/xey/they) (DSMP characters)
i forgot about this whoopsie😇
Prompt List C Note: Ahh back with yet another prompt list! I’ve been thinking of opening prompts soon, so I figured I should have a new pro
Wilbur tried to tune Tommy out and pay more attention to the book he held, he was about halfway through reading. But he couldn’t focus, Tommy was being far too obnoxious, trying to get his attention. He couldn’t even get up and leave, really— they were sat in a grassy field. There was really nowhere to go.
“Wilbur, Wilbur, Wilbur, Wil, Wil, Wiiillll! Wilbur! Wilby!- fuck…” Tommy faced the ground, heat rising to his face out of embarrassment. Wilbur turned around and looked up at Tommy with a shit-eating grin.
“Did you just call me Wilby? Again?” Wilbur teased, giggling at their brothers embarrassment. “Aww, Tommyy!” The man cooed, quickly trapping his brother in a tight hug and laughing as xey squirmed out of the hold.
“Fuck off! You’re such a dick, I hate you.” Tommy, obviously, did not mean what he said. It was evident with the small smile he had on his face, but they tried their best to sound annoyed.
Wilbur raised an eyebrow at this. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah! And you’re so lame, too! And boring, and dumb, and weak, I bet I could kick your arse in a fight. I wouldn’t fight you, but if I did I’d win.” Tommy grinned, crossing xeir arms and glancing over to Wilbur. His grin faded a little upon seeing the look on his brothers face.
“Bold words from someone within tickling distance. Really bold words,” Wilbur looked up, a smirk slowly beginning to form on his face.
“Wait, wha- AAAHHH! WILBUR!” Tommy screamed as he was suddenly tackled to the ground, now trying to fight off the man and either get the upper hand or run off.
“Gehet off!” Tommy spoke through gritted teeth, pushing weakly at Wilbur’s chest with one hand and using the other to ensure Wilbur couldn’t try anything with their hands. Somehow this worked.
Wilbur then noticed how Tommy’s shirt had ridden up from the fighting and squirming, and he did the only reasonable thing he could do without being able to use his hands… which was blow a big raspberry on the exposed skin!
“PFHAHA- WIHILBUHUHUR NOHOHO!” Tommy shrieked, letting go of Wilbur’s hands to push at their head. As a result of this, Wilbur immediately brought his hands to dig his fingers into Tommy’s ribs, vibrating their fingers between the bones while continuing to blow more raspberries on Tommy’s bare stomach. This drove Tommy insane.
Wilbur picked his head up to breathe a bit before leaning by Tommy’s ear. “Tickletickletickle~” They then blew a raspberry on the crook of xeir neck before getting off, sitting next to the teen and pulling them into his lap. He noticed how Tommy tensed and tried squirming away.
“Relax, Toms. I’m done.“ Wilbur spoke softly, resting his chin on Tommy’s head as the boy practically melted in his lap. “That was just a warning, anyway." The brunette poked Tommy in the side, giggling when xey flinched with a quiet yelp.
“Fuck off,” Tommy hid his face against Wilbur’s chest, wrapping their arms around him.
“Watch it,” Wilbur threatened, lightly wiggling his fingers up and down one of Tommy’s sides for a few seconds before returning the hug.
“Okay, okahay, I’m sohorry,” Tommy giggled lightly, playing with the strings on Wilbur’s coat.
“..Are you just gonna stay ther-“ “Yes.” “Alright then.”
