#can't wait for the next one

[chirpy-chase]

[ringer04]

Cody Rhodes - Wrestlemania 40

[bladetheeternal]

HEEEY MACARENA

[andyling]

SESSION 4 WAS FUCKING INSANE, AND MY BIAS EXPERIENCED A LOT OF THAT SO I REALLY FELT THE CHAOS THIS TIME AROUND

NOW EVERYONE SHUT UP CAUSE I GOTTA SCREAM ABOUT TANGO OF THE TEK VARIETY 

staring the session off strong by spawning an egregious amount of chickens and editing in a vine reference

ALL OF THEM SHOWERING ETHO WITH DIAMONDS LMAO

the way tango jumped on that tnt, man is never living down the feral wet cat accusations 

lots of tango gibberish this session, love to see it

BDUBS JUST RUNNING INTO THEIR HOME LIKE HE OWNS THE PLACE AJFHASKFKSAFJHK

team ties protecting each other, your honor they’re besties

THE ASSASSINATION ATTEMPTS OH MY GOD

Tango I don’t think taunting the people trying to murderficate you is a good idea

dammit tango you were doing so well at staying alive

JIMMY CHEERING AFTER TANGO’S DEATH NOOOOOOOOO

WHY IS HE KEEPING SEVERAL STACKS OF EGGS ON HIM, HE IS JUST THROWING THEM FUCKING EVERYONE

TANGO JUST THROWING THE EGGS AT JIMMY’S FACE IS HILARIOUS

when i watched Tango’s episode for the first time I audibly gasped when he was chosen as Boogeyman, I shall reenact that, ahem . . . 

LE GASP :O

love how team ties are protecting each other, let’s hope that lasts

IMPULSE SHOWING UP AND GRIAN IMMEDIATELY COMING BACK AFTER SEARCHING FOR HIM THE TIMING IS PERFECT

GRIAN SOUNDED SO OFFENDED “I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T BETRAY HIM THAT EASILY” 

awww Tango and Etho are bonding aka hunting Joel down <3

LMAO THE PVP SKILL COUNTER

love Tango, he’s amazing, but I gotta agree that he’s not the best at pvp

Tango please just hit him with your axe HE’S RIGHT THERE

I don’t even think Tango wants to kill Joel he’s just using scare tactics

HE ACCIDENTALLY HIT JIMMY

FUCK I CAN HEAR THE TEAM RANCHER FANS CREATING ANGST

TANGO YOU HAVE AN AXE USE THAT PLEASE MY DUDE

Martyn immediately turning on Etho was fucking amazing

once again, TANGO PLEASE JUST USE YOUR FUCKING AXE

BRUH HE ACCIDENTALLY LIT ETHO ON FIRE 

“oh dear I'm dead-” InTheLittleWood hit the ground too hard

it was all worth it in the end because TANGO GOT THE KILL

thank god Etho thought of torches they definitely would have drowned

Did Tango completely forget about the fact he was boogey?

Tango being smart for once and leaving before he someone knocked him off Skynet, good job Sir Tek I'm so proud of you

TANGO IS STILL THROWING EGGS MY MAN JUST DROP THE STACKS

SKYNET HAS BACKFIRED ON TEAM TIES SO BADLY, WHELP THERE GOES IMPULSE

all of them talking about going after Scott while Tango, the one other green on the server, is standing right there out in the open

poor Tango hiding behind Skizz 

THE HOARD OF YELLOWS RUNNING TOWARDS THEIR TARGETS IS FUCKING TERRIFYING GOD I CAN’T WAIT TIL PEOPLE GO RED

yay for not getting blown up by a tnt minecart trap

SCAR IMMEDIATELY GETTING DISTRACTED AND RANSACKING THEIR SUGAR CANE

whelp there goes Scott you know what that means

“Let’s go kill Tango :D” meanwhile Tango immediately goes into hiding

POOR TANGO FRANTICALLY DIGGING UNDERGROUND TRYING TO AVOID GETTING MURDERED

Tango falling into the farm, making direct eye-contact with Etho, and going straight back into the wall while Etho doesn’t say a word is just a fantastic moment I love them

Etho trying to protect Tango despite being yellow vs Skizz trying to kill Tango despite being his ally, hmmmmmm

Etho and Tango better be teamed til the end of the line, they have been a dynamic duo this session and I don’t wanna see that burn (again)

THIS ENTIRE CHASE IS SO COMICAL YET STRESSFUL AND I AM HERE FOR IT

“YOU CAN HERE HIM GIGGLING” Tango is not stealthy

Tango responding to them in the most panicked voice is so fucking funny

“. . . polo” Tango is not stealthy

EVERYONE’S VOICES ARE SO CLEAR THEY ARE SO CLOSE HOW IS TANGO DODGING THEM OH MY GOD

YOU CAN SEE THEIR FUCKING NAMES THEY ARE SO CLOSE TO HIM

THE FACT THAT THERE ARE SO MANY PEOPLE DIGGING AROUND FOR HIM AND THE FACT THAT THEY CAN HEAR TANGO AND THE FACT THAT TANGO IS COVERING HIS TRACKS WITH COBBLE SHOULD MEAN THEY FIND HIM BUT THEY FUCKING DON’T

HOW THE FUCK DID TANGO ESCAPE FROM THAT??!?!?!

HOW THAT MAN DID NOT DIE IS BEYOND ME HOLY SHIT

aaaand then he ends up in the mob farm

Tango immediately running to his team despite the fact that 2/3 of them wanted him dead, god i can sense the tragedy approaching

LOVE HOW TANGO IS BABYING SKIZZ BECAUSE HE’S SO BAD AT KILLING PEOPLE

“FOR TIES!!!!!!!” Tango was blown up by Skizzleman

damn Tango is really just one of the most loyal people in this series, excluding 3rd Life but he didn’t really have a team in that one

it never works out for him, but damn is it good angst potential

All in all, THAT WAS AN AMAZING SESSION!!! Tango was really at the center of the chaos this time around. Etho and Tango make a fantastic dynamic duo that I’ve always loved, I hope we get to see them much more! Anywho, LET’S GO TANGO I’M ROOTING FOR YOU TO WIN THIS ONE!!!!!!

[gayshrug]

pit babe ep 7 thoughts

brain go brrrrrr

[- kinda unrelated but i've now watched boys journey and this entire cast is sooooo lovable and passionate. it makes me appreciate the work they put in so much more. i have to apologise to north and sonic simply because michael and topten are so sweet. funny coincidence that i actually thought their scene was hilarious this week]

- charlie really seems like he's come to terms with the fact that he might die because of tony/ their plan. he was so quick to tell babe he'd die for him (and i don't think it was tactical in a "he'd never say yes so i can use this to make him feel bad about it" kind of way) and was barely fazed by jeff's vision. like, this boy's #1 mission is to keep babe safe at this point. pretty fucked up but..... uwu

- i already said this in a text post but oh my god there HAS to be some kind of backstory to pete's infatuation with way. that was not the way someone behaves around a work acquaintance or someone you had a couple of drinks with. like, the way he looked at him 👁️👄👁️ WHAT DOES IT MEAN. did he legit admire him from afar when they still lived at tony's........ tell me everything

- kim's/ benz's manicured nails YES LORD they look so pretty. the duality is insane. i love everything about him. idk if it's a stereotype re: korean people in thailand (the honor/ pride theme) or what but i keep rooting for him harder and harder each episode. he truly does not take anyone's shit. he's legit willing to die for his principles and i appreciate that. didn't think our first kenta/kim encounters would be like this but i'll fucking take it. they can tend to each other's wounds, emotional and physical

- so. alpha/enigma breeding facility. human trafficking. ORGAN HARVESTING. tony really is a jack of all trades. have i mentioned that i hate how hot he is

- the charlie/babe encounter at the mansion KILLED ME. pavel does despair so, so well. i'm still not over the lip wobble and charlie's shock. like that boy was wholly unprepared for that scenario. he legit couldn't form a single coherent thought. relatable.

- everybody was so focused on the mpreg (😁) that i barely saw anyone talk about how jeff is also meant to be sold off at the auction 😭 charlie and kenta are keeping his location under wraps but like....... is tony that disconnected from xhunter...... like, jeff's gotta be in the background of one of sonic and north's videos right

- the toothbrush ad with way's depressed face and fake smile KILLED ME like these sponsors will really sign off on anything

- babe breaking down ripped me apart like. i don't wanna talk about it. i don't wanna think about it. him blaming himself for trusting someone for once in his life............ fuck. if it weren't for the FUCKING hypnotism, way would've done an alright job comforting him. had to stumble at the finish line as always, huh (nut is so good)

- babe waking up from his nap looking like a rumpled baby chick tore me to pieces. that is my sweetest, loveliest boy.

- the confrontationnnnnnnnnnnn. i feel like a lot more could've been said (charlie...... use your words.....) but i'm making my peace with it happening off-screen. that aside, i loved their back and forth and babe's emotional turmoil and charlie's desperation but also calmness. like, charlie is set on his goals and he wants babe there with him but he'll attempt to take down tony no matter what. he has intrinsic motivators but his love for babe is a driving force as well.

- mpreg! mpreg! mpreg! i, too, want to breed babe's pussy. but if i can't, at least charlie shoots his cumshot every chance he gets

- charlie's backstory 😞 God, no wonder all of tony's kids are so emotionally complicated. babe and way are "too" emotionally volatile, charlie and jeff are "too" closed-off.

- idk what is is about the intimacy between charliebabe but i don't ever get sick of it. i could watch them make out or trade little pecks for hours and never get bored. there's just always that drop of devotion and ~getting lost in each other that i adore more than anything else.

- that being said, charlie having a comeback with the mommy/daddy kink mere minutes after he told babe that he was at risk of being forcibly impregnated SENT ME. girl your timing 😭 keep that knot down

- just a little thing but i loooooove love love how messy the back of charlie's head always gets whenever he and babe make out like. the hands keep handsing hard. puppy.

- OK listen. i was willing to tolerate the friendship revival between babe and way at least partially but WHICH SANE PERSON. brings red roses to a dinner the literal day they're under the impression that their best friend is going through heartbreak. like. CAN YOU BE NORMAL. CAN YOU JUST BE A FRIEND. planning to shoot your shot when you know your bestie is emotionally devastated is sooo vile (affectionate) (i love nut too much to seriously hate way but it's a close call)

- riding dick in a convertible. i am so sorry to say that no other show has ever been this consistently iconic. i need the fucking boxset. and i need that scene (minus the soundtrack) tattooed to the insides of my eyelids. babe was really throwing it back in the middle of a random street. AND it was charlie's idea. "let me help you relieve stress" but babe's the one bouncing on it......... the powerbottom/pillowprincess dilemma

- sorry to keep harping on this but when babe had to grip the headrest while breathing like that....... pavel you're so sick and twisted

- alan being the voice of the masses as always. also......... sailub in tanktops or w/e is my weakness

- sonic and north gossiping like that KILLED ME like. babe was on the other side of the glass door the entire time kings 😭 north..... i'm sorry to say those slaps and punches were deserved

- THE PREVIEW. jeff overhearing tony and (possibly) way??? the destroyed hotel room with blood on the mirror? charlie throwing himself in front of babe to protect him as always?????? DOMESTIC ALANJEFF? whose mansion is that..... is alan that loaded? or is that someone's safehouse??? northsonic developments? way being a little bitch? winner with a GUN? charliebabe trying to escape...... a hotel while dressed like they work at a casino? what isn't happening next week holy fuck

also the outtakes...... pavel ☹️ you did so well

tl;dr: still so fucking glad i get to experience this weekly. the FUN. the ANXIETY. the HORNINESS. i love it here.

[manofsomething]

beach buddies

i don't normally put my lil ms paint doodles on tumblr but i did this for kiff's s1 finale and liked how it came out

[randomjreader]

When watching this scene, all I could think about...

...was this scene

[miwiromantics]

Gwendolyne.

[iinkhorn]

@quazies making yet another masterpiece, as usual. You’ve improved so much and it shows.

I loved Pyro in this one :) she is very menacing and cute.

video: https://youtu.be/Mp8MAMJHw2o

[natnuszsstuff]

Me: *crying while credits are rolling * well that broke me

Also me: *proceed to open Tumblr for more angst *

[blund3r-bust3r]

watched the miraculous movie it was bad i have so many notes unbelievably cringe five stars i loved it

[bluehandprint]

You know those days when you're so tired you break every object that crosses your way? Well i'm having one of those day

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#5

Light-Hearted In Limbo

Inspired by this ask here

I changed the prompt a bit, hope that's okay &lt;3

Word Count: 3,368

Warnings: A bit of a depressive episode in the beginning but it leads to hurt/comfort and a lot of fluff :D

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

ALL PLATONIC, PLEASE DON'T INTERACT SHIPPERS

A low, flat hum echoed in the depressive cold of the platform. It made the space horribly eerie, chilling to anything that could hear it. Though, as far as Wilbur Soot was concerned, nothing heard him. His fingers were raw with how long he’d been scratching his nails down the walls, but he couldn’t stop himself from doing it over, and over, and over again. His glazed eyes were locked to the dried blood on the concrete, the previous attempts of escape of his eternal prison stared straight back at him. 

This was his purgatory. A constant, repetitive pattern that never stopped. He was going to suffer this fate forever, he knew it, it was practically written on the wall alongside his blood. He was never escaping. Never. Never. 

“-ilbur! Oi! Wilbur!” 

Hands landed on Wilbur’s tightly drawn shoulders, the contact burning through the thick trench coat wrapped around the man’s shoulders. He couldn’t keep the scream from wrenching from his constricted lungs, swiping out at the thing attacking him and curling up tighter. 

“Hey! Jesus fucking christ, don’t hit me dickhead!”

In his panic, Wilbur tried to shove at the hands still digging into his skin. “Let go of me! Let go- don’t hurt m-me- please-”

The hands left his shoulders almost immediately and Wilbur shuddered, the cold drowning him once more and making his heart ache for the warmth to return, even if it had been overwhelming. He hunched in on himself, shivering against the freezing floor. 

The silence was louder than his previous yelling, the stillness in the air making the man’s skin crawl. Then, a small sigh sounded out, making him flinch and press closer to the wall.

“Wilbur, I’m not gonna hurt you.” The gruff voice was quiet, concern lining the edges.

Recognition tingled in the back of Wilbur’s brain and he hesitantly lifted his head to risk a look. A pair of orange eyes looked back at him, framed by mutton chops and gnarled, chipped horns. 

“S-Schlatt?” Wilbur croaked, staring at the semi-translucent ram hybrid in front of him. After all this time in his hellscape, had he finally lost it? 

The man before him let out a small breath again. “Yeah,” he moved back a bit, not to crowd the brunette. “You look like shit.”

Wilbur blinked rapidly, making the ram hybrid come more into focus. Schlatt was squatting on the concrete, watching him with careful eyes, his ears bent back in clear apprehension of Wilbur freaking out again.

So, Wilbur slowly let go of the vice grip on his knees, then kicked Schatt’s ankle.

“Fuck!” Schlatt fell back with a yell, gripping his foot tightly and gritting his teeth. “What the fuck man?! Why’d you do that?!”

Wilbur fully sat up, eyebrows high and teeth gritted together. “You scared the crap out of me!" he snapped.

Schlatt grumbled, rubbing his stinging ankle. “Yeah no shit, I can see that- fuck that hurt man, the fucks wrong with you?" 

Wilbur was too busy trying to wrap his head around the situation to really acknowledge Schlatt's griping. "How did you get here?" He asked. 

The ram glared at him but the pain in his ankle seemed to have calmed as he answered gruffly. "Got bored."

Wilbur stared at him for a moment, the cogs in his head screeching against each other as he slowly processed that nugget of information. "Bored? How the hell did you leave your limbo?" 

Schlatt shrugged. "Don't know. Don't care. I figured it out somehow." He dropped his hands behind him, propping himself up. "I wanted something entertaining after years of pure hell." 

Something angry curled in the base of Wilbur’s gut, and he glared at the man. “Don’t expect anything from me, I’m still pissed at you.”

Schlatt dipped his head to the side almost patronisingly. “Still? Dude, it’s been like, what? Ten years since everything happened? Why can’t we just go back to old times?”

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#4

Give Us A Laugh, We Miss It

Inspired by this ask here

Word Count: 2,178

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

Ranboo's sing-song voice hummed out in the room, “Not gonna get me~”

“How do you not laugh at anythin’?” Tommy demanded, slapping a hand into the armrest of his chair as he turned to look at the masked teen beside him. “We really can’t see you trying not to- ya know-” He pulled a face as if holding his breath and bringing a hand to cover his mouth, emphasising Ranboo’s advantage of the mask hiding his features, only for the teen to throw his hands up in a helpless shrug.

“No- I just haven’t- I legitimately have not laughed,” he replied, his own words tapering off at Tubbo’s mutter of, ”I’m gonna rip it off.” His eyes were impishly glinting, which were the only things seeable in the fabric of his red hoodie that was practically drowning him. The narrowed pair of eyes were locked right on Ranboo’s black and white face covering. 

Ranboo leaned away with an unseeable smile of amusement. “Don’t you dare rip it off.”

“I have scissors.”

“Don’t rip it off.”

The threat however, was indeed acted upon later that same night. 

When they hit end stream, Ranboo slipped off the glasses and mask with a content sigh, his eyes squinting with his smile at the pair on either side of him.

“That went well I think,” he commented, “can’t believe I’m the one that got you both to lose though.”

“We weren’t expecting you to make a balls joke!” Tommy defended, tapping at his keyboard to send a message to his editors about the vod. 

“I didn’t, I was just stating a fact!”

“Bullshit, you knew what you were doing,” Tubbo grumbled, glaring at his phone which was being flooded with Twitter notifications from the tweet he was forced to make from losing the challenge. 

Ranboo chuckled quietly, folding his glasses and placing them on the desk alongside the iconic mask, stretching his arms back over his chair. He was unaware of Tubbo staring at him rather intensely. 

Tommy however, scoffed loudly. “Oh, so you laugh now that the cameras are off? Such a bastard.”

The faceless streamer gave an offended noise. “What? We’re not doing the challenge anymore! Why wouldn’t I laugh now?”

Tubbo leaned towards him, a devious smirk on his face as a plan formulated in his head. "That’s a good point Ran, we haven’t heard you laugh in so long. I think you owe us some laughter.” 

Ranboo gave him an odd look, confusion evident in his face. “Huh?”

Tommy, who had taken part and fallen victim in Tubbo’s schemes before, knew exactly where the boy’s mind was headed, and he turned in his chair slowly, a mischievous grin stretching on his face. 

Now, Ranboo was running laps of Tubbo’s house, screaming like Wario as Tommy and Tubbo skidded after him, cackling madly as they tried to cut off the American from escaping.

“Bugger off! Both of you! Just- Tommy, crAP!” Ranboo had to slide on the floorboards with his socked feet to avoid running straight into the blonde, changing course mid-motion to bolt towards the kitchen instead. 

Tommy gave a yell of outrage. “Oi! No- Tubbo catch him! Catch him!”

Tubbo absolutely leapt across the space, managing to grab Ranboo around the waist and cling on with surprising strength, planting his heels into the ground and laughing when the boy almost stumbled to the floor. "Got him! I got him, Tom!”

“Hold him there!”

Ranboo dropped an arm to Tubbo’s side, squeezing quickly at the skin and delighting at Tubbo’s squeal of alarm, the boy immediately scrambling away from Ranboo and releasing him. Unfortunately for the tall teen, Tommy had skidded in front of the kitchen doorway, blocking off his one way of escape. 

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173 notes - Posted August 15, 2022

#3

Meetups in Florida

Inspired by this ask here

Word Count: 2,866

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

Meeting Dream was one of the biggest, coolest, pogchampest moment of Tommy’s life.

The guy was just so awesome! The moment Tommy knocked on the door and it opened to reveal Dream in all his 6’3 glory, he’d cracked a grin and pulled Tommy into a warm embrace. Tommy clung on, the hug making him giddy beyond reason.

“It’s good to finally see you kiddo,” he spoke softly, Tommy was able to hear the smile in his voice.

“You too big man,” Tommy’s voice was just about a whisper, in awe of the whole situation. Dream was right here, he was hugging him, this was happening.

Sapnap was just as ecstatic to meet Tommy, sweeping him up into his arms and spinning him around, laughing with the boy as he clung back to his friend.

“The gremlin child is in the house!” Sapnap whooped, stopping in his excited spinning and simply bear hugging the teen close.

“Aye! I’m not a child, bitch!”

“First cuss in the house and he’s barely been here five minutes,” Dream laughed from where he was leaning against the wall.

“But he didn’t deny he was a gremlin!” Sapnap grinned, gently putting Tommy down and ruffling his hair affectionately. “It’s awesome to meet you bud.”

Tommy pretended he wasn’t leaning into the hand messing with his curls, his toothy smile spread across his face. “You too Sap Nappitus."

The rest of the day was filled up by relaxing together and planning the vlog they were going to film the next day. Dream was suggesting visiting his favourite places that would allow Tommy to see Florida. While Sapnap offered a petting zoo, knowing Tommy's love for animals and wanting to indulge the kid.

In the end, they decided to do both. Vlog Tommy's tour of Florida, but leave the petting zoo off camera. The adults agreed that not everything had to go on film, Tommy didn't have to be pumping out content the entire trip. Some moments could be left for them to enjoy.

The entire time they were talking, Tommy had been leaning on one of them. He’d pre-warned them he was going to get clingy during the meet up, and got an amused “It’s okay Toms, you’re more than welcome to." And with that reassurance, Tommy became the human embodiment of a barnacle. Whether he was touching a knee to one of theirs, leaning on their side, or simply hugging them close, Tommy was in full ‘clingy raccoon mode’. Dream and Sapnap may have sent boastful texts to Wilbur who promptly sent them a photo of his middle finger and a plane ticket to Florida.

They weren’t sure if the second picture was a joke or not.

To Dream and Sapnap’s delight, Tommy was just as sweet and kind as he was off camera. His internet persona was completely gone, leaving one of the more adorable teenagers they’d ever met.

Sapnap gave Tommy bear hugs constantly, ruffling his hair and gently flicking his forehead when the boy said a particularly cheeky comment. Dream kept carding his fingers through Tommy’s curls when he leaned into the older man’s side, dropping nicknames and compliments left and right when he saw fit. Tommy was relishing in the contact and praise. He usually got it from Wilbur, and having to visit America without him sucked, the loneliness was suffocating. However, with the people he was meeting and spending time with, it helped the ache in his chest.

The hours were whisked away, soon night approached and the trio were kicked back in the lounge, sharing stories and laughing, simply enjoying each other’s company in person after being stuck behind a screen for so long.

Tommy had eaten the snacks provided, but when you’re a 6’3 teenager and still growing, you tend to need a larger portion of food. Sapnap grinned at him when Tommy’s stomach growled, already pulling out a takeaway menu and throwing it at him.

“I’ll go pick it up when we’ve ordered,” he said, standing and going to find his phone.

Tommy, who was leaning on Dream’s shoulder, held the pamphlet up to the man. “What you getting?”

Dream hummed, leaning over to read the name of the food place before dropping his cheek into Tommy’s hair. “Burger,” he replied simply.

The blonde snorted with a fond eye roll. “You are so American.”

“Don’t worry Tommy, I’ll bring you onto our side one day.”

“No- No you won’t, I’m a proud British boy, I will never leave my old ways bitch.”

“Yes you will,” Dream grinned, hugging Tommy closer and squeezing a bit. “I’ll bring you over to the land of guns, burgers and gators!”

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177 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

#2

Welcome Home (Don't Leave Just Yet)

Inspired by this ask here

Word Count: 960

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

ALL PLATONIC, DON'T MAKE ME GRAB MY NERF GUN >:(

"Toms-"

"Shut up."

"Tommy, I have to get up."

"No you don't."

"I can't stay here forever."

"I'll make you. You're my personal pillow. You're not moving."

Ranboo sighed heavily, (fondly,) and carded a hand over Tommy's fluffy hair. "I leave for a few weeks and then you become a barnacle?"

"I'm much cooler than a barnacle, bitch," Tommy readjusted his arms and smooshed his face further into the crook of Ranboo's neck.

The taller streamer tried not to flinch at the contact, his smile widening as Tommy's breath tickled his neck. "Oh really?" He teased, "much cooler than a barnacle?"

"Obviously yes, that's what I just said."

"Would a barnacle still be able to cling onto rocks if it was tickled?"

"Barnacles aren't ticklish, you nimrod."

"I know, but you are."

Tommy's eyes slammed open, his whole body tensing. He blinked up at Ranboo who was grinning widely and felt a flutter of nerves in his stomach.

"W-Well- I'm- I'm not that ticklish-"

Ranboo hummed, tapping his fingers against Tommy's waist and smirking when the boy flinched. "So you're saying if I tickled you, you wouldn't let go?"

Tommy internally screamed. This is a trap, this is a trap, this is a trap-

"Duh, I'm better than a barnacle, I'll just hold on tighter if you tickle me!" Tommy tried to hide his growing nerves with bravado.

"Is that so?"

Fingers softly - so softly they barely touched - trailed along Tommy's sides. The blonde squeaked and shoved his face back into Ranboo's chest, clenching his hoodie tightly. Not even two seconds and he was already cracking.

"How are you doing Toms?" Ranboo chuckled, massaging his fingertips into the gaps between the boy's ribs.

"G-Greheheat," Tommy gasped, hugging Ranboo around his middle more, all the while in fits of giggles. "Juhust pehehachy!"

"Well that's good to hear," Ranboo skittered his fingers up and down Tommy's side and ribs in alternating patterns, keeping the boy guessing. "I would've thought that you'd let go by now."

His thumbs pressed into his hips for a moment, a smirk lifting Ranboo's mouth when Tommy squealed. He focused back on the blonde teen's sides, brushing over his lower back every once in a while.

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224 notes - Posted February 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Snowstorm Serenity

Based off of this prompt here

Word Count: 3,325

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

Ranboo could be called many things. Skittish. Quiet. Hardworking.

One thing that popped into Phil and Techno’s heads was, at this moment, awkward. The tall teen was sitting rigid in the plush couch of their cabin, hands squeezing the fabric of his dress pants and eyes nervously flitting around the room. He was the embodiment of a paranoid feline on catnip.

You see, there was an awfully strong snowstorm blustering outside. Phil being the worrisome father figure he was, invited Ranboo to stay in their well fortified home instead of the rickety cabin the enderman hybrid had made. It took a bit of convincing, the boy was extremely hesitant to invade the pair’s own house, but after a bit more reassuring and coaxing, Phil got him to agree.

However, once in the warm and cosy home, Ranboo looked terribly out of place.

Phil sat beside him, his wings twitching in worry and agitation at Ranboo’s restlessness. He tried to focus on the book he was reading, the mug of steaming tea in his free hand slowly going cold the longer he neglected it. Techno sat alone across the room, weapons laid out on the table with the piglin hybrid re-enchanting them back to their best. The only sounds in the room were the crackling fire, the raging snowstorm outside the cabin, and the occasional chimes of a tool being fully restored.

Ranboo’s tall ears perked and flicked at the different sounds in the room, his eyes not staying in one spot for more than a few seconds before they jumped somewhere else. Phil finally cracked after another minute of it.

He sighed. “Ranboo.”

The boy immediately winced, ears dipping close to his head and making Phil’s heart squeeze sadly. The pair of wide heterochromia eyes met his own, and all the blonde could see was anxiety.

“Y-Yes Philza?” Ranboo stumbled over his words, shoulder subconsciously curling further inward.

Phil released a short huff, an easy smile lifting his lips. “We’ve gone over this mate, you can call me Phil.”

Ranboo stared at him for a moment before giving a slow, timid nod.

Phil set down his book and tea, resting his elbows on his knees and dipping his head to the side. He cleared his throat a bit. “You don’t have to be so tense Ranboo, neither of us are gonna bite you.”

Ranboo, once again, nodded mutely. The action was incredibly stiff and looked like it took all of the boy’s willpower to do it. Damn, how freaked out was this kid?

Phil was scrambling for a way to get the boy to open up and relax when Techno dropped a sword on the table with a loud clatter, making them both flinch.

The piglin had a rather bored look on his face, eyes locked to Ranboo. “Kid, you’re allowed to chill out,” he grunted. “I know Phil and I seem intimidating, but Phil will literally chirp when you scratch a specific spot on his wings, and I will spend hours with the wolves and play with their pups.”

Phil made a slightly strangled sound at the admittance to his soft spot. Techno didn’t even spare him a glance.

“We’re both dorks,” he said bluntly, “if you’re afraid we’re gonna be mad at you for relaxing in our home you’re wrong. We invited you here cause it was cold outside and we wanted to make sure you were okay. Got me?”

Ranboo’s mouth had slipped open at Techno’s words, his ears perked up a bit but he was still showing signs of nervousness.

Techno clearly spotted it. He folded his hands on his lap and dipped his ears marginally, both were attempts to soften his broad frame. “What’s eatin’ ya kid?” He asked, somehow managing to sound gentle and firm at the same time.

Ranboo winced again, making Phil want to hug him and Techno even more determined to find a way to make him relax.

“I-I…I just-” Ranboo’s grip on his pants tightened further, the words stumbling over each other as if they were new-born deer learning to walk. “...I shouldn’t- I’m not supposed to-” His tail twitched anxiously at his side, his eyes planted on the floor. “I shouldn’t be…doing nothing.”

There was a sound of confusion from Phil and a hum from Techno.

The piglin sat back in his chair, looking at the teen with a neutral expression. “How come?” he asked plainly.

Ranboo flicked his eyes up to Techno in confusion. “Be- Because you let me stay here? I need to pay rent and- and I can’t fall behind- and I need to be ready for…for anything. I can’t afford to relax when someone might…you know…attack? That’s all anyone seems to do here. Fight each other.”

There was a hand suddenly on his shoulder. Ranboo flinched at the touch and snapped his gaze to Phil who was looking at him sadly.

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