#gogy is powerful like that

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Now What Do We Use (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Word count: 4819

((This is from my series Glass House!! Next part is Now Let Me Explain.))

Warning: Restraints and intense tickles! Safeword use. Feet tickling. Tickle tools.

Dream cursed under his breath. He had snooped again. It was an accident like last time, but he still felt a little bad. He stared at the tab he had just clicked out of and analyzed the scenario he was in.

What were the chances George had left this open on his computer specifically for him to find? Pretty high, he decided. He clicked back onto the tab and scanned the contents, forgetting entirely what he had even needed the other boy’s computer for.

It was George’s Amazon wishlist. Dream’s eyes scanned the items. They were…a strange mix of items. At first glance he had assumed a few of them were things George would want to be tickled with, but he huffed in amusement when he realized it was every single thing.

With a few clicks, he shared the wishlist to his own account. He headed back to his own room and sent a quick text to summon Sapnap.

On his own phone, he pulled up the wishlist and moved the entire thing into his shopping cart. He whistled at the total.

“Bougie bitch…”, he whispered.

Amazon Cart 6 Items

Subtotal: $750.01

Sun&Lion V2 Deep Tissue Massage Gun

Natural Eagle Feathers 10-16 inch Turkey Pheasant

PHILIPS Sonicare DiamondClean 9000 Connected Rechargeable Electric Power Toothbrush 2-Pack, Black + White - Bluetooth

Glamzy Baby Massage Oil 100mL with Almond Oil, Aloe Vera, Calendula Oil, and Macadamia

WYNDEL Comb Silicone Hairbrush Shampoo Brush Scalp Massage

RHOS Paddle Hairbrush

“What’s up?”, Sapnap asked from the doorway. Dream grinned and waved him over, tossing him his phone when he got close.

“Gogy let me use his computer but accidentally left open a tab with his Amazon wishlist on it.”, he used air quotes for ‘accidentally’ to make Sapnap grin as he joined him on the bed.

“He’s rich, he can just buy th-whoa! This is almost a thousand dollars with shipping Dream!”, Sapnap laughed and leaned against him as he scrolled through the cart. “Baby oil?”.

“Pretty sure it makes you more ticklish.”.

“What about the hairbrush?”.

“I think for his feet.”, Dream said as he made a scrubbing motion. “Same as the scalp massager thing.”. Sapnap cringed with his entire body at the thought.

“Holy shit.”, he muttered. The idea of either tools being pressed to his own sensitive soles made him shake his head. “George is crazy.”. Dream laughed and nudged him.

“Imagine how he would react if we did it to him.”.

“He’d be so loud.”, Sapnap grinned. “Buy it.”.

“Huh? We can split it.”.

“Buy. It.”, Sapnap shoved him.

“Fine fine.”.

~•~

Two day delivery.

In the meantime, Dream and Sapnap brushed up on their knowledge for a few of the tools they were confused about. Where exactly to put the baby oil. Places they could use the scalp massager. Where the vibrating toothbrushes would work best.

After a loose strategy meeting on a lazy afternoon, they ambushed George.

“What are you doing?!”, he yelled as he fought against the two of them. As always, his strength was nothing compared to them. He shrieked in fear as one of his wrists was captured in a cuff and attached to the top corner of his bed. Instantly, he broke into giggles. “No no please no!”, he begged.

Of course, it fell on deaf ears. In no time, the boy was writhing helplessly in his restraints. In a t-shirt and shorts, but feeling naked. He scrunched his, newly freed, toes in the open air.

“Hush now. We gotcha.”, Sapnap said. George was wracked with nervous giggling as Dream left the room.

“Is it just us?”, he asked in a delirious haze.

“No, idiot. He’s getting your gifts.”.

“Gifts?”.

Dream came back with a big Amazon box. George’s giggles faded away into silence.

“Does that look mean you know what’s in here?”.

“No way.”, he whispered. His cheeks flamed and he squirmed helplessly in their gazes.

“Oh yes, Georgie. We found your Amazon wishlist.”. George was stunned into silence.

~•~

Dream waved the massage gun in the air. George shuddered in his restraints. He had never actually felt the tickle of a massage gun before, but it looked brutal in the videos he saw online.

“Alright so…I think it will work here.”, Dream said as he grabbed George’s knee and pressed the head of the gun into the sensitive muscle of his inner thigh. The boy whimpered. Dream grinned and switched it on.

George’s vision nearly blacked as every nerve in his leg was lit up with an intense pulse of ticklish electricity. The spot the head was pressed into pulsed quickly and his entire leg shook with the force. A stunted yelp slipped from his lips, but his lungs weren’t able to keep up with the force of laughter trying to break out. Nothing had ever tickled this badly. He convulsed silently, completely mindless to the feeling. And then…it stopped.

“Oh, it died?”, Dream asked as he pulled back the gun. George burst into hysterical cackles, the feeling in his leg still making him buzz. Sapnap chuckled and creeped closer to the head of the bed.

“No no!! No way! Fuck! You can’t do that again!! No! That was crazy!! Oh god! Guys, seriously!!”, he blubbered through his laughter. There was no fucking way he would survive that evil thing touching him again.

“Huh? No way! George, this thing was so expensive and you wanted it!”. The boy squeaked in embarrassment, unable to calm down at all.

“Return it!!”. The two laughed at the dramatics. George dropped his head back against the pillow and let the dizzy giggles bubble out of him. Dream plugged the massage gun into the wall and left it charging on the bedside table.

“We’ll have to come back to that later.”. George whined through his giggles.

“Please, I really can’t handle that. You have to listen to me.”, he had a cute little tinge of delirium to his voice.

Sapnap leaned over the side of the bed and popped back up with two long feathers.

“Should we start out soft then?”.

~•~

Soft might have sounded nice, but George truly thought he was going to die. With one delicate feather being flossed through his toes and the other teasing under his shirt sleeve into his armpit, he was shaking with desperate laughter. His nerves sparked under the teasing touch and he squirmed as wildly as he could. It was no use.

“Please please oh god please!”, he babbled through his laughter.

“But Georgie, it’s so soft!”.

He squealed loudly as Sapnap teased it against his ear, flushing in embarrassment at his own reaction.

“Oh, that’s right!! Your ears!!”. Sapnap put his palm on George’s forehead and pressed his head back into the pillow. “Here we go!”. George let out a wail of anguish, then collapsed into high pitched laughter. Dream grinned as he came to a stop and started crawling up George’s body to get a better look.

“Please!!”, he cried. He was shaking at the gentle torture.

“So cute…”, Dream coo’ed. The feather traced around and around the inside of his red ear. He bucked and squeaked, burning with humiliation.

“Fuck you!!”. He tried to shake his head, but it was impossible with Sapnap’s stupid hand clapped over his forehead.

“Oh, Georgie…”, Dream tsked and teased his own feather along the creases of the squirmy boy's neck. He squealed loudly, making the other two giggle. “Wow, your fancy expensive feathers were worth it huh?”.

“Shut…up!!”, he managed through his bubbly laughter.

George’s forehead was released and he jerked his head up, then dropped it back to the pillow with delirious giggles, rubbing his ear against it. The feather was waved teasingly in the air over his clothed chest and tummy before Dream tugged up his shirt to reveal it. He whimpered.

Normally, he was tortured with a rough touch. Mean squeezes and grabs to make him scream. The idea of a feather against his skin had never really scared him, but was interesting enough for him to look at online. He’d never bought it though. He figured it wouldn’t actually do much.

Now…well what the fuck was he thinking? Since the moment one of those dumb feathers traced his skin he hadn’t stopped jumping or shaking for one second. It was a sharp feeling. His sensitive nerves prickled underneath it and he could feel his senses heightening in defense. Not only could he not handle this, but he knew it would make the rest of his night worse.

He squealed when the tip of the feather teased into his bellybutton. He jerked his hips to the side roughly, but a large hand grabbed hold and pressed him to the bed. When he wasn’t able to squirm away from the feeling and it persisted, he threw his head back and burst into squeaky laughter.

“The feathers make him like…a squeaky toy.”, Sapnap noted amusedly. He cried out at the tease, making them both laugh.

“Please!”, he whined out the plea. Sapnap’s feather joined Dream in clumsily trying to shove into his bellybutton and his entire body jolted as he giggled hysterically. The noise was light and frantic.

“I thought soft tickling didn’t work that well on you?”, Sapnap asked. George was gasping through his giggles and shaking his head. “He’s so cute like this.”.

They trailed the feathers all over his body. When teased behind his knees, he squealed every single time. Dream and Sapnap giggled as they took turns poking the feathers under his knees and making him make funny noises.

~•~

“C’mon Georgie let us in!”, Dream giggled as he fought with the wiggling toes.

“Please! Please!”, he cried out frantically as he jerked his feet around and scrunched his toes in defense. Were they trying to kill him?

Suddenly at the same time, Dream and Sapnap both got their vibrating toothbrushes in between the last two toes on both of George’s feet. The sounds he made were incredible. They dropped their jaws in awe as they watched George convulse on the bed. The laughter pouring out of him was unlike anything they had heard before. It was shamelessly loud and desperate.

The vibrating sensation was unfamiliar and startling. No amount of squirming could free him and he felt himself lose his mind to the feeling. The toothbrushes were decidedly evil. They both prodded around curiously between his quivering toes and he screamed in ticklish agony.

“Whoa!”, Sapnap laughed. George thrashed in his restraints and fell into uncontrollable laughter. His body and mind screamed for him to beg for mercy, to beg for them to go one at a time, to beg for them to stop. But, he didn’t.

“Fuck!”, he squeaked out. His face was a pretty shade of crimson.

“These work pretty well, Georgie.”, Dream said with a grin. He quickly touched the head of the vibrating brush to each of George’s toe pads and he let out a stream of high pitched cries and squeaks.

Sapnap turned and started climbing up the bed, waving the still-vibrating toothbrush at George.

“Nonono!!!”.

“Oh, yes.”, he smirked. The vibrating head touched inside George’s little bellybutton and he screeched. “Ooh!!”.

“Get out!!!”, he yelled, then burst into hysterical giggling. Dream peeked around Sapnap’s shoulder.

“Oh he sounds so cute when you do that.”. George squealed and bucked, but Sapnap was relentless in twisting the head around slowly to find the best reactions. He threw his head back into the pillow and bubbly laughter poured out. “He sounds happy!”, Dream exclaimed.

“Well, he is. He’s getting his tickles!”, Sapnap smirked back at Dream while he twisted the head of the toothbrush just right to make George squeal again.

“Shut up!!”, George shrieked, horrified at the words. A panicked burst of squeaky giggles escaped him as he jerked back and forth. “Sapnap!!”.

Dream laughed and leaned around Sapnap, trailing the vibrating head of his own toothbrush up George’s ticklish side. He squealed helplessly. He teased it closer and closer to his armpit and the boy screamed in terror.

“I hate you guys!!”.

“Oh, well that was rude.”, Dream scoffed and dove his toothbrush right into his armpit. Sapnap followed quickly. They both laughed at George’s violent reaction. Silent screams wracked his chest as he bucked and convulsed helplessly. He finally caught a little bit of air and wailed with laughter. It was frantic and beautiful. “Cute…”, Dream murmured.

The two made sure to thoroughly treat every inch of George’s ticklish armpits to the little vibrating heads of their toothbrushes before moving on. The tickles were so intense and focused, it made it hard for George to catch any air to laugh or beg. Mercilessly, they smiled on as he gasped and choked and cried.

Luckily, they knew this was what he truly wanted. As crazy as that might seem to them sometimes.

Eventually, they flicked off the toothbrushes and allowed him a break. George’s body went limp against the bed and flustered giggles broke free. Dream shushed him gently and pet his damp hair. Sapnap almost started to help get rid of the ghost tickles, but thought better of it. He poked the tip of George’s red nose.

“The ghosts are tickle tickle tickling you, huh?”, he teased. George nodded through his delirious giggling. The words were feathery and lined with sugar, sparking excitement across his nerves. Against his will, he squirmed at nothing. Sapnap coo’ed, making everything worse.

“Silly…”, George mumbled between giggles, barely thinking. Dream and Sapnap laughed.

It was so freeing to be known like this. George relaxed into the fluffy feelings and let his bubbly giggles take over. Here, he could be light and dumb and young. Dream wiped his tears away and he closed his eyes, humming. The cold thumbs against his burning hot cheeks felt refreshing.

“Sweet boy.You are silly.”, Dream grinned. George nuzzled up into the hand. Sapnap and Dream looked at each other in surprise. Soft little giggles were sneaking out from between his lips. Sapnap whined.

“He’s being so cute.”, he murmured.

Suddenly, he grabbed hold of both of George’s sides to make him squeal loudly.

“Stop being so cute.”.

“Sap!!!”, he cried and burst into crazed laughter. “No!! Please!!”. Dream laughed and poked into his ribs, making him shriek. “Dream!!”.

“We won’t stop unless you stop being cute!!”. George threw his head back into the pillow and cackled loudly.

Sapnap held up the electric toothbrush and turned it back on, making George scream in terror. They both laughed.

~•~

“Alright, what’s next?”, Dream asked as he got off the bed and stretched. Sapnap dug through the box. They both ignored George’s breathless giggles and whimpers.

“Hairbrush and this super fancy baby oil.”, Sapnap said as he held up the items. George whined loudly. “Oh, you excited?”.

“Shut up.”, George said quietly. He scrunched his toes at the sight of the hairbrush being inspected by Sapnap. He had only ever felt a hairbrush against his foot once before and he had nearly hurt both himself and Dream at how hard he thrashed and screamed. He snuck a look over to the boy in question and then closed his eyes and shoved his face into the pillow at the shit-eating grin he was met with.

“Oh Georgie.”, he coo’ed. “George loves the hairbrush! Wow…we’ve never tried it with the oil though have we? Huh, Georgie? You must be so excited!”.

“Dream, shut up.”, he gritted out, horribly flustered. Dream peeked back and laughed at the nervous toes.

“Stretching out your piggies in preparation?”, Dream asked. George squawked at the words. He laughed and ruffled his hair. George was giggling frantically, unable to calm down. His sweaty hair stuck up everywhere from the ruffling and he tried to squirm away, but failed.

“There’s only one.”, Sapnap added.

“He can only handle one. You use it and I’m going to sit on him so he doesn’t squirm too much and hurt himself.”, Dream said as he climbed back onto the bed and straddled George’s waist facing his legs. George whimpered, giggles finally calming down as the sudden reality of his situation set in. He wiggled his body a little in protest and earned a quick squeeze to his thigh.

“Dream!”, he screeched. His butterflies were never going to go away at this point. “Fuck, I can’t do this.”, he cried desperately.

“Sure you can!”.

“No, it’s going to be too bad!!”, he whined and flopped his head back into the pillow a few times.

Dream and Sapnap froze and stared at each other, waiting for a safeword drop. One of George’s feet was shaking with nervous energy and Sapnap grabbed it to stop it. A flurry of excited squeaky giggles flew from George’s mouth and they both grinned.

“These little feet are already so ticklish! What’s gonna happen when I put the baby oil on George? Huh?”.

“Don’t!!”, he cried. No safeword, though.

“Let’s see what happens without it first.”.

“No! Get away!!”, he screamed. Still, no safeword. Dream and Sapnap nodded at each other; he was fine.

Despite his threat, Sapnap grabbed the baby oil and clicked it open. George yelped at the sound.

“No no no please!!! C’mon!!”. Sapnap coated his hands and started gently massaging the oil into his left foot. Instantly, George burst into frantic giggles.

“Get between his toes too.”, Dream added helpfully. George squealed as Sapnap listened.

“Alright Georgie, are you ready?”.

“No!! Oh fuck oh fuck!!!”, George thrashed as much as he could, but Dream’s weight was on his hips. “Please I can’t take it!!! Sapnap please!!!”, he begged. There was a real edge of panic to his voice. “Don’t do it!!! I’m begging you!!!”.

If anyone else was tickling him, George probably wouldn’t let himself get into that level of franticness knowing it would scare most people into stopping. His two best friends knew better.

Sapnap giggled as he grabbed a hold of the foot and scrubbed the hairbrush against the slippery sole. George screwed his eyes shut and screamed bloody murder. The ticklish feeling was intense and unstoppable. It shot up through his leg and threw his entire body into a squirming panic. Every nerve in his system spiked at the feeling. Before he could suck in a breath to laugh, his lungs were pushing out another scream. It was a desperate and helpless noise. The ticklish feeling was overwhelming. Fresh tears streaked down his hot cheeks as he shook his head uselessly. His lungs burned a little with the force of his screaming and he felt dizzy at the lack of air. Just as he thought he was going to die, Sapnap stopped. George sucked in a large breath of air and exploded with laughter. Dream smirked back at him.

“Wow! That worked really well! Georgie, are you okay?”, Sapnap laughed as he stood up to see George’s face. It was impossibly red and covered in tears. He could only shake his head ‘no’ as his laughter faded into delirious giggling. In Sapnap’s hand, the foot was still twitching from the aftershocks. He teased the brush across the toes and grinned as George let out a choked shriek. “So ticklish!”.

Dream grinned and tilted his head in the direction of George’s right foot. As soon as Sapnap grabbed it George was thrown into a giggly panic again.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!”, he cried through his giggles. He squirmed as much as he could, but it was barely any. Sapnap had left the cap on the baby oil open so George had no warning before it was suddenly being massaged into his sensitive foot and the surprise made him yelp. Dream and Sapnap laughed.

“You have to be the most dramatic person on this planet!”, Dream said, amusedly.

“Do you wanna try this?!”, George asked, voice pitching strangely as he spoke through his giggling.

“No fucking way.”, Dream shook his head quickly. He looked over and laughed when he noticed Sapnap subconsciously responding with a head shaken ‘no’ as well. This would be way too intense for either of them. Maybe if he was prepared and ready, and definitely not restrained, he would give it a try. But, right now after the display George had just put on? No shot. He’s pretty certain it would kill him. He could almost feel the prickly tingles of ghost tickles along his soles just thinking about it.

George’s piercing scream broke him out of his thoughts. Sapnap scrubbed at the captured foot and grinned as the boy seemingly lost his mind.

This was something George was getting to experience more and more as Dream and Sapnap learned to put their mercy to the side for him. His brain switched off and he gave into his instincts, just screaming and crying. The ticklish feeling was maddening. The sensations were quick and startling, shooting through his body and making him squirm like a live wire. His foot flexed and twitched and trembled as Sapnap held it in place for his torment. He was helpless to it, to them. Just…tickles. It tickled. It tickled horribly.

A tortured scream tore through his body, sounding desperate enough to make Sapnap stop. It was unexpected, making him cry out with a shrill pathetic noise.

“Are you okay?”, Dream was asking somewhere above him. George opened his eyes and blinked away the tears. The room was bright. The question was confusing for some reason. He was still gasping for air and not sure how to respond. Yes? No? He was being tickled. “George?”, Dream tried again. Giggles spilled from his lips and he squirmed under the attention, confused and dizzy.

“It tickles.”, he squeaked out. Maybe that would be good enough? Dream smiled.

“Oh does it?”, he teased. The grip on his foot tightened and he was suddenly thrown back into his wild screaming as Sapnap touched that hairbrush back to his sensitive sole. Sapnap wasn’t going easy, really abusing his weakness. George gulped down air in an attempt to laugh, but the tickling was too intense. Screams tore from his throat before he could stop them and he was helpless to the feeling. His leg twitched violently, but was held in place by a large hand.

Together, they safely took him apart. George was allowed to thrash and scream to his heart's content without a thought.

Eventually, the feeling disappeared and George fell limp. Weak giggles broke through, but George couldn’t squirm at the ghost tickles anymore.

“So…what’s this?”, Sapnap’s voice asked from somewhere. A bunch of dull points pressed into his ticklish and over-sensitive sole and he squealed.

“What is that!!”, he yelled in panic. Both boys were laughing.

“It’s some kind of scalp massager for like, shampoo. But George wanted to be tickled with it.”, Dream explained.

Oh, they weren’t even going to let him recover.

George burst into laughter as Sapnap curiously pressed the massager all over his foot and toes. The sensation wasn’t as intense as the hairbrush, but it was driving him crazy.

“Fuck!”.

“It works pretty well!”. George shook his head through his laughter.

“That feels crazy!!”, he yelled.

“Look, Dream because they are a little pointy I have to be careful, but his ticklish little foot is totally freaking out!”.

“Shut up!!!”, George cried. Sapnap teased the shampoo massager across all of his toes, making him squeal.

“Be nice, Georgie.”, Dream warned and squeezed both of his thighs a few times to make him scream.

“Please!! Dream, fuck!”.

His thighs trembled in fear of another attack. Dream dusted his fingertips against them teasingly to make him jump. Sapnap paused his movements, watching curiously.

“I won’t get them too bad. Not before the massage gun.”, he purred. George shivered at the memory and glanced over where the device was charging. He whimpered.

Without warning, Sapnap teased the shampoo massager back down George’s sole and he squealed loudly.

“I wanna try!”, Dream said as he hopped up and moved to the bottom of the bed near Sapnap.

“No…”, George whined. Sapnap passed him the massager and he gently pressed it into George’s other sole. The boy giggled hysterically and squirmed. “No!”. Dream laughed and teased it along the wiggly toes.

“We gotta oil up these little piggies more often, huh?”. George threw his head back and cackled, affected by the words. “Oh, he’s such a goner.”.

“Get away!”, he cried through his laughter.

Dream and Sapnap passed the massager back and forth, tickling the bottom of George’s oily feet. When one didn’t have the massager, they would play with his toes or skitter their nails into the soles. Without a way to get used to the feeling, George just lost his mind again to the tickles. His laughter was bubbly and helpless. When he could, he would beg;

“Please!”, he tried. “Guys! No more!”, didn’t help either. “Why?!”, he cried. “Fuck!”, it was too much. He tried everything.

Everything besides what would actually stop them, of course.

~•~

“It’s time for the finale!!!”, Dream exclaimed as he unplugged the massage gun and gestured to it. George shook his head weakly.

“You can’t.”, he insisted.

“George, people use those all the time to massage themselves after working out!”, Sapnap said.

“Give it to one of them then!”, he shot back quickly, making them both laugh.

“You’re such an idiot.”, Dream said fondly and grabbed George’s knee. “Alright Sapnap, where do I press it in?”.

They both ignored George’s frantic squirming and begs for mercy as Sapnap scrolled through directions on his phone.

“Okay, try the muscle above his knee and kind of inner thigh.”.

“Got it!”, Dream said. He turned it on and George yelped in fear.

“Don’t do this to me!!!”, he cried.

As soon as the head of the gun touched his thigh again, he was thrashing against the bed with a silent scream. The pulse of ticklish vibrations went through his entire body and shook him to the core. Dream worked it down to find the most sensitive area and one spot tore a piercing scream from George.

“I’m such a good masseuse.”, Dream muttered amusedly, moving around the gun. A sharp laugh pierced the air as George found his breath. It was quick and loud, almost scaring the two. Mostly, he was just thrashing in silence as the overwhelming tickles took him over. Every laugh that fought its way out was strained and desperate.

He lifted up the gun and watched him carefully. Silently, Dream and Sapnap watched George shake with breathy giggles.

“I hate you guys…”, he managed out. The two grinned at each other; he was fine.

“Okay, anywhere else?”.

“Yeah, try higher up on the inside.”.

George couldn’t find it in himself to fight it, he just let himself scream and fall back into desperate silent thrashing as the vibrating head of the gun shook every nerve in his body. It was so intense in the one spot, it felt like he was being tickled from the inside out. His vision blacked so he squeezed his eyes shut, mind swimming in colors. Sharp cackles escaped him over and over again between his silent screams. This might be the worst tickling he’s ever felt.

~•~

If you asked, George would have no idea how long the two tickle monsters tormented his ticklish thighs with that massage gun. They tickled him out. Definitely.

His outbursts of crazed laughter were more and more spread out until he was just convulsing and gasping.

“Skeppy!”, he squeaked out, finally. And it came to a stop.

George went completely limp against the bed. His legs were still shaking from the vibrations, but he just let it happen. He kept his eyes closed and just let Dream and Sapnap take over for him. He relaxed and caught his breath while they un-cuffed him, put him under the covers, and snuggled up on either side of him.

“Wow Georgie, you really held out.”, Dream said softly. He finally let out a tired little giggle and turned his face into Sapnap’s shoulder in embarrassment. The two laughed at him.

“That was torture…”, he murmured quietly into Sapnap’s shoulder. He tried hiding his grin into the younger’s shoulder since he didn’t have the energy to fight it off.

‘He’s smiling.’, Sapnap mouthed to Dream. They both beamed.

Their adorable best friend. So sweet to trust them with this. Tickled to the brink of death, yet still cuddling with them and giddy. George snaked his hand back and grabbed Dream’s shirt, tugging him closer as he laid his head on Sapnap’s chest. He burned with embarrassment, but just nuzzled in and let himself relax. Dream wrapped around him and soon, he was pressed like he wanted to be between his best friends. The ones who knew him more than anybody. Here, he was home.

Together, they drifted off. Warm and happy. George, still buzzing from the events of the night.

[sheena-yuet]

Winter Soldier au

- Zero poof reading hell yas -

Recently I just re-watched the winter soldier movie. I really like Bucky so damn much so I just popped out an idea. What if the winter soldier has the ability to size-shift too uwu.

And in this au, I wanted Dweam to be the winter soldier. George and Sapnap are a super soldier. But I don’t want both of them have the same ability as Captian America has. So I decided to give them some super powa— haha

So here is my DWEAM, three of them joined the military. And Dream was separated during a fight on the train ( which is where the scene Bucky fell off the train). After that the Hydra captured and tortured him. They also brainwashed and turned him to a winter soldier.

Anddd about gogy and sapnap, both of them became a super soldier after Dream was captured. They received some super power like control the gravity ? ( Basically gogy can lifts up everything) and sapnap is a fire boy. Also, George doesn’t not have blue eyes if he doesn’t use his powa.

These drawings took me days to complete it hahaha (pAiN) BUT ! There’s few more scenes I really want to redraw! Let’s see how determined I am to draw them all xD

I wasn’t planned to draw the character setting thingy. But I just can’t help myself hahah!

[fluffallamaful]

power tripped gogy <33 look at the hold he has on sappy <33 such a little trickster

like imagine him getting sap this worked up before tickles :(((

[lightningonatether]

So in your tangled au, how are Dream's relationships with others? I get that Sam and Q are negative but what about Gogy (also how does George know Sam and why does Sam allows him to see Dream?) or Punz (ig Punz is positive but gotta ask)

And does Dream meet more people once he gets out of tower? If so how does he feel about them?

dream meets SO many people when he gets out. so so so many.

first person outside of sam and q that he meets is george, because sam lets george in to give dream a... friend. the next is punz, who flynn rider style climbs up the tower to escape pursuit and gets tied to a chair by some weirdo with long hair who sees him as a way out. punz goes along with it because it seems like the right thing to do and then spends the next So Long regretting ever letting doing the right thing govern his decisions. becomes very interested again when he finds out dreams hair has magic fucking powers and starts trying to be friends.

I think the next people dream would meet would be the hunters, followed by technoblade, whos the kings right hand. general, second in command, etc. technoblade is the only one who recognizes dream, of the ones who knew him as a kid. and tries to befriend him to get him to come back to the castle. trouble is dreams with punz. punz has A History with techno. and so when punz finds out dreams been chatting with techno?? theyre outta there.

dream also meets tommy, whos the royal familys adopted son. they get on pretty well. tommy sneaks out of the palace a lot and so they get to form a bit of a friendship while dream and punz are in the city. once dream realizes who he is theres a small period of time where he worries tommy might have been his replacement. same golden hair, and hes such a sweet kid, no wonder the family picked him over trying to get dream back :(.

[irbcallmefynn]

powerful gogy

unstoppable kibty

you could run into something and it would just bend around you like paper

[biboyhalo]

george is really good at talking to fans its such a cute aspect to his personality like whenever he wants to let someone have talk power im like Oh god this is gonna be awful. but then its normally pretty chill and hes good at carrying on a conversation my gogie

HES JUST SO!!! like the way hes always the one that asks more questions than the fans youd think he requested to talk to them and not the other way around 😭 and with fans with non-american accents he'd always ask where theyre from and when they're not english speaking as a first language he's always so eager to learn even the smallest words in those languages! and it seems like with every country he has at least like one little tid bit of a correlation in his brain like the one serbian character from money heist with the serbian fan 😭 hes also like genuinely interested and he makes the banter so easygoing. he doesnt let things become awkward idk hes just so!!!!

[matchaoink]

Watching the vidcon dsmp panel vod thoughtss

JACK MANIFOLD MC ????

The audio isnt synced sadge

YOOOOOOOOO PEOPLE

Unannounced guests???

BOOMER OMG

YOOOOOOO CPK??

THE PEOPLE CHEERIGN WHEN THEY EACH GO ON STAGE AWWWWW

Props to Jack for mc-ing the best ‼️‼️‼️

HAHAHAHA PURPLED WHATTAHAJS

CONNOR?????

Shaking rn i just feel so haopy wTching it cringe is dead idgaf

Ranboos outfit is....something at least its not jorts

oh god tommys "HELLO? " AMAZIMGNGNGN

HE ACCOMPANIED RANBOO ONNFLROOROR

Tommys being tommy again HAHAH

OH GOD THEY SEE COSPLAYERS HAHAHA

HAHAHAHAH wilbur is like a giant mans just

OH GOD THEY STARTED A CHANT

HAHAHAHHA 20 MINS IN

Oh no questions time HELP

SPIDERMAID WOOOO

Im so

Im going to get thru this. Without cringing.

SPIDERMAID AND JARED???M WHATTT spidermaid jared aint for u WHAT THEYRE DATINGGGG

Im so glad the pog chanr was stopped TT

GOGY GLASSES OMG

HAHAHAH REPPING TUBNET

GHOSTBOO LORE OMG

GOOGLE DOC???? BROOROOROE YOU DOTM FET TO DROP THSI

So many ppl on stage TT like i feel as if some pekple arent getting questiosn and just sitting there

AHAHHAHA CONNOR

ghostbur suffering. sadge

Aww i heard "thank you" from the connor choosing person

Good question :OOO

I could never be on top of stage TT

WHATTT THE PLOT PIINTS WERE ??? MINUTES BEFORE DSICUSSDD????

Just realised how ranboo is sitting??? I sit like that too

HAHAHAH CONNOR BRO

HAHAHA THERES A LARRY VEGGIETALES COSPLAYER HAHAHAH

WOOO PIERCED EARS

Tommy is taking control HAHHAHA

I LOVE TBE QUEEN HAHAHA

Tommy is being so tommy rn ykwim

Im not looking at the video rn bc i cant look at the people who arent speaking and i feel so bad an dim cant

RANBOO STRWAMED LORE OVER SCHOOL HAHAHAHHAHAH

NAHHH THE SCHOOLKIDS RLLY SKIPEPD SCHOOL OVER MINCRAFT

HAHAHA THE FUCKING GIFTCARDS

SPEAK UR TRUTH TOM FUCK AMERICA

PRIMESSS

HAHAHA DREAM COSPLAYER

LMANBURGGG

QUACKIRY COSPLAYER

oh no this is THE question isnt it

OH NAHHHH THEY SATRTED WITH THE C!WILBUR

J CANT NAHH NAH ANH IM CANR

EVEN WILBUR SAID "youre not doing this"

I cannto. Cannot. STOP THSI AMDN3SS IM POWERING THROYGH THIS.

IM BUSTING MY ASS RN THEIR FACES

wilbur wishes he could go back in time and just not

TUBBOS FACE IS MAKING ME LOSE IT

thank god DONT SAY SORRY KING finally now we know tntduo's exacr dynamic

WOOOO SADIST

Crimebroosososos

OF COURSE WILBUR EASILY SLIPS ON

CEIMEBROSS LMANBRURG

HAAHA PHILS EYES ROLE

Awww CLINGYDUO :*(#*×*(×

JAHAHAHB FUNNY MODE ENDS HERE

NAHHHH NOT THE HOUSE BLOWING UP

Elytra :::&**((((

CPKKK WOOO

HAHAHA the house blowing up is like a passageway into lore

The left hand side be chill asf

LMFAOOO THE DSMP DVD

HAHAHAH CONNOR

Eret damnn bro

Ranboos character is just him when he like new-ish to streaming HAHAH

Ranboo what TTT *skull emoji x7*

THE STALLING HEHEHHE

THE M8 WOOOOOOO LETS GOOOO

Tattoo of the ranboo crown dedicated asf

THE FANRT FRRRR SLAYSSSS

These questions are nice and i love hearing the content creators talk about what they likr about streamign

Omg i just realised the *minors* of the dsmp are all here

CRIMBROSISISISSS

CIEMRBSOSOISOS crimbros cyeing rn

Awwhh :))) i love tubbos answer

Puffy <3<3<3<3

I hinestly cant rlly believe how theyre all friends in the server but its nice

CPK AND PONK :DDDDDD AWWHHH

This question is so wholesome :'))))))

no. WHY JUMP IN THE CADILLAC why BUT hinestly iconic tho, ah feels like donos

NAHHHH THEY SINGING IT BRO.

Pls next QUESTJON PLEAEE

TWITCHCON BRO I FIRGOT ABOUT THAT AHHAHAHAH

Awww the karl jacobs person WHOLESOME ASFFFF LETS GOO

THE ANGST PERFEVT ANSWER

AWWW IRS ENDINT :((((((

HEUGHT CHECK HAHAHAHHA

LMFAOOO JACK NEXT TO RANBOO AND PUFFY NEXT TO WILBIR AHHAHAHA AND ERET NEXT TO CONNOR HAHAHAHAHHA

AWW

Its over

So. That was fun

[vegitoswife-archive]

i have a silly idea for why 4 cannot defuse 👀 (also cool props for using that weird time anomaly thing from DBS Broly to explain DBS Gogi not unfusing 👌🏾👌🏾)

Super Saiyan 4 naturally has some insanely strong spirit power, but the artifical Blutz Waves of Bulma’s machine corrupt that power. Once ssj4 Goku and SSJ4 Vegeta fuse, the corrupted spirit power acts similar to a computer virus that keeps your system locked in a specific state.

Had Vegeta learned how to naturally transform to 4, they would have defused normally. But because he used Bulma’s machine Gogeta is now (presumably) permanently locked in his fused super saiyan 4 state.

Yeee! Back when I was formulatin' his AU, I remembered that scene in their fight where Gogeta and Broly clash and break into that dimension and was like "oh hey free real estate".

But that's a really cool idea!! Makes a lot of sense too. I think I will go with that (and credit you ofc) 👀

[raichett]

House Fire

Once upon a time, Tommy lit George’s house on fire on nothing but destructive whim and got exiled for it. Once upon a canon-divergence flash fic, George happened to be home at the time - and prepared to respond accordingly to an apparent murder attempt.

Content warnings: major character death, arson, danger to life via a house fire, minor character injury, actions having consequences.

This flash fic can also be found on AO3 here.

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HOUSE FIRE

It’s nothing but luck – good or bad remains to be seen – that George is home when it happens. He’s still in bed; early afternoon light is pouring in through his window, and he thought earlier about getting up and doing that mining expedition he’d been putting off, but the warmth of the sunlight on his bed had kept him there, content and lazy.

It’s peaceful, for once in recent months, with L’manberg occupied thoroughly with keeping themselves internally stable after so much strife and the Greater Essempii sitting pretty like a well-fed cat, watching the mice scurrying about nearby with gleaming eyes and no need to bring out the claws just yet. Dream is pleased, and George with him; Wilbur – who tore their land asunder with a master actor’s performance – is gone, Jschlatt – who Dream never trusted one inch – is also gone, and Tubbo is young and too much buried under keeping control of the land the Greater Essempii could take back at any time to try anything.

Then the scent of smoke begins to pour in through the windows and walls, and suddenly George is very much reminded that Dream warned him and the rest of the Essempii that the L’manbergians were still out for revenge against anyone they might get their hands on.

Don’t travel alone, or unarmoured, Dream had said, and George is both of those, but also inside his own home, deep in Essempii lands. He should be safe.

He should be safe.

“Hah-hah-hah!” Tommy’s extremely recognisable laugh comes through loud and clear as George scrambles out of his bed, the pounding need to survive powering his heart, keeping low as smoke fills the air, fumbling with trembling fingers for the cloak hanging on the back of his door to wrap around his nose and mouth. Don’t breathe in the smoke. Protect your face. “Well, that’ll teach ol’ Gogy! He’s gonna cry when he gets back!”

George lifts his axe from where it’s slotted into his tool rack, the handle still blessedly cold despite the rapidly-spreading fire, and crosses his bedroom in frantic haste, slamming the axe right into his own window, shattering the glass outwards.

“Wait, what was that?”

One swing, two, and then he bursts out of the back of his burning home, barefooted and in his sleep clothes, wrapped in a dark blue cloak Dream gifted him a couple of years ago. His eyes sting in the smoke, glass shards cut at his feet and skin, leftovers still stuck in the edges of the window-frame, and he’s coughing harshly – but he’s alive.

He puts distance between his burning home and himself, trailing spots of blood as he goes, the smoke now rising like a dark pillar into the sky, a beacon screaming that trouble is afoot for anyone nearby, an echo of the wars that only just recently raged through the area, and only turning back once he hits the treeline some distance away, the soles of his feet crushing twigs on the ground. He feels naked, exposed, caught foolishly unawares by people that he should expect such violence and destruction from – goodness, how many times had Dream warned them of Tommy’s liking for casual griefing? How many times had George seen it for himself?

From here, he can see the netherrack scattered about the outside of his home, that strange soft rock from the Nether that burns eternal if it’s ever set aflame. Tommy sure didn’t want his home to survive, huh? Likely didn’t want George to survive, or at least considered him an acceptable loss, like budgeting in property damage into a financial report. He sure didn’t check that no one was home before he lit it on fire.

Tommy and – Ranboo, George thinks that’s the name – come around the corner of his burning home to see him. They freeze awkwardly, caught in the act, and George, standing there with his heart still pounding and adrenaline thundering through his veins, feels his fear shake into fury.

“Oh, hey, George, um…” Tommy stutters. “Fancy seeing you here, eh? Taking my mate Ranboo here” – Ranboo winces and backs away a couple of steps, looking nervous – as he should – at the sight of consequences – “on a bit of a tour, you know how it is, he’s not really seen ‘round this part of the Essempii…”

And George? He can’t, this time. He just can’t.

He’s unarmoured, without the enchanted netherite that Tommy bears upon him, and he’s without his preferred bow. He’s injured, frantic, and not ready for a fight. But fuck will George give them one.

He’s got an axe. He’s not as good with one as Dream is, but one doesn’t stay friends with Dream for so long without picking up on how to use one well. And another thing that George has: he’s deceptively fast and limber. His reputation as the so-called lazy one of the Dream Team twists people’s perceptions of him, makes them think him slow before they’ve ever seen him so much as jog, but that’s the way that George likes it.

Tommy comes closer, Ranboo trailing a few steps behind, his hands out and his mouth talking fast. George doesn’t want to hear his bullshit excuses or justifications or anything else that this fucking member of an enemy – because they are certainly enemies again now – government wants to say.

George, uncaring of his bleeding feet, darts forward, leaping, blood rushing in his ears, swinging his arm around so that the axe blade’s leading, the tool – weapon – emerging from under his cloak. There’s a flaw in standard armour that requires precision to take advantage of – precision George is known for, renowned as the crack shot that he is.

He thrusts his axe into Tommy’s throat, sliding it into the gap between the chestplate and the helmet. Blood spills everywhere as Tommy chokes on it, finally wordless, as George choked on thick smoke not minutes ago. Dream would be proud at the skill George has picked up from him.

TommyInnit was slain by GeorgeNotFound

[samrieimg]

I'm shook by your reading habits. Not in a bad way, just surprised you don't really read Wilbur/Schlatt or Wilbur/Quackity. Majority of Dre/grge in makes me cringe bc they make them both OOC. Sounds stupid of me to say because all fanfics shoehorn their personalities in some way. I usually stick to Wilbur stories. I think when I gave a chance to your DNF series, it was the only enjoyable portrayal out there. What sort of DNF stories/tags do you enjoy? Are you disappointed by the offerings out there?

Oh yeah, I'm disappointed a lot. I'm picky.

Special interest rant below >:). Long af.

Color code for sections.

How i read fanfic

Manhunt D/NF

C!DN/F

XDN/F

......How I read fanfic......

What I do is go through a tag, choose random filters based on the day, search by bookmarks then go through 8 pages, opening fics in a new tab I might read. Then, go through what I collect and see if I'm hooked. Usually out of 15 fics chosen I'll find 1 or 2 I'm like "hey, this was pretty okay." Rarely ill find something I'm like "gonna subscribe and camp this."

Manhunt D/NF

I do love DN/F Whump. If no one is hurt, it's hardly as fun.

I'm not going to lie, Manhunt!Dreem is my favorite. I really love him being a scary, but still funny and morally grey wisecracking man, but finding a fic where they don't make George a woman in a George disguise is hard. Why did you castrate him? Where is his feral energy, rude tone and the fact he's a 25yo man, writers?! If an author doesn't let George sound just as dumb as Spnap and half as cocky, I click off. The amount of authors writing themselves as George is unreal.

DSM/P Verse C!D/NF

I love XDN/F and love c!D/NF, but can't ever find fics I like of either.

So, with c!DN/F, I really search for a fic honestly written by what the fandom terms "apologist", but also, it can't defang him. Dre has to be bloodthirsty, but likable and charismatic. He needs to care, but do an awful job showing it. He has to be full of character!

But whenever I find fics that nail him, they fail at Gog or vice versa. Half the time I see "Gogy fixes him :)" No, Gogy does not fix him. Gogy is also just as messed up.

There is not an ounce of c!Gogy lore I've seen that would make me think he's not going to kill someone too. Have we all been watching the same man? He kidnapped Michael with Surpnurp and that was the funniest shit ever and the fact it got retconned I'm so sad about. C!Gogy is a nightmare. He's batshit, he's unhinged, he likes chaos. He's cold and standoffish to everyone outside his friends and a gremlin. But he also cares so much. Underneath that he's caring in odd small ways. He's going to steal your flower garden and then come back with a sandwich, hand you half, and then tell you a story about a cat he saw in the woods. He's lazy and a coward, yet cocksure and a persistent stubborn ass when he wants to be.

Yet fics write him like a victorian woman pining at the window for their love. Locked in a prison. How sad. He's going to criticize c!Dre for his wrongs? No. He's going to criticize c!Dre for not getting him armor and helping him and dethroned him and not giving him attention.

A fic I crave is a villainous c!Q (that's still sympathetic, and clearly written morally grey) killing c!Gogy. I want c!Q to taunt c!Dre. I want c!Q's obsession with power to push past his obvious love for his friends and I want there to be casualties. I want c!Gogy to be a price. I want his blood.

XD/NF Ramble

Now XDN/F. Oh man. My old writing long before DSM/P was in a fandom with Greek-like gods and I found myself pouring hours, and hours, and hours into researching religions as a teen. I came away with so many stories of gods who always were too inhuman, too powerful. Even out of love humans were hurt. Like many kids, I'd read Percy Jackson, but I saw a world of possibilities. I saw stories of humans falling in love with gods ending tragically.

But I haven't EVER dropped my obsession with stories of gods' and their human followers. I am so deeply in love with the concept.

But I fell in love with XD/NF because it was what I'd wanted, and honestly, George's lore eps are a HELL of a lot like the old media. You have to make sense of what's canon and not yourself and it's such what I wanted.

But...one AO3s filtering is limited by what people tag, and XD/NF isn't separated from D/NF in searches. And the fandom largely discards c!Gogy...just like they did for well...my old blorbo.

But anyway. I do actually have a super vested love for DN/F. Mostly AU fantasy verses, but I've read that one popular more RPF-esque one.

But the fandom lets me down ;-;. Mostly how they wrote Gogy.

[wishitweresummer]

Sapnap telling Dream that George needs an exorcism after he says something mean to him. So he uses a sharpie to draw random symbols on George’s arms and forehead before shoving him onto his back so Dream can grab his arms. He then rather aggressively shakes George into the bed, yelling for the demon to get out of their friend. George makes a noise of surprise first before bursting into giggles at how silly the situation is. Sapnap claims the demon is laughing at them so he rubs his knuckles into his ribcage which gets him immediately screaming and thrashing like an exorcism. No amount of pleading or bargaining convinced them to let him go, it's only when George begins to play along, shrieking out that he's been freed and the demon's gone now. They both back off and act relieved that it worked. Sapnap wipes away his tears and brings him up into a hug, George in a few seconds feels Dream behind him, sandwiching him in. The body heat comforting him. "You guys are idiots" is the last thing he says before falling asleep against Sapnap’s shoulder

Yes yes yes - let’s be mean to Gogyyyyy (Thank you Sleepy <3)

George is always such a menace and Sapnap can not handle any kind of shit talk or being picked on at all. (Perfect combo perfect comboooo)

George doesn’t really like to be alone. When Dream is working on stuff he usually just hangs out on his bed and just plays on his phone, even if they aren’t talking. George likes to be near his friends.

So, Dream is not home yet. And Sapnap decides to be nice! He wants to grind some Valorant and let’s George take up his bed since he has no Dream to bother. Sapnap plays his game and George scrolls through Twitter.

But he loses a game…another game...another game…he pounds his desk in anger. George takes notice.

Gogy always takes it too far, that little troublemaker. He latches on to Sapnap’s losses and sits up to focus on it, mean laughter and venom dripping from his tongue as Sapnap loses more. He lays into him jab after jab about how much he sucks, cackling like a maniac. Sapnap can’t play for shit once he’s in his head, and George won’t let up, his laughter sounds crazed, demonic…

* in the distance, a door slams *

“Dream!”, Sapnap hollers. He quickly looks around his desk and grabs a sharpie. He moves fast out of the chair and moves towards the bed, George is confused and wide-eyed.

“Yeah?”. Dream pops into the room as Sapnap grabs George’s arm.

“Your little boyfriend has a demon inside him or something, he needs an exorcism.”

Both boys huff in protest at the tease, but Sapnap is drawing weird symbols up the inside of George’s sensitive forearm and suddenly he’s crumbling to giggles…the noises interesting Dream and he approaches, ready to go along with whatever Sapnap’s plan is as long as it involves more of ✨Gogy Laughter✨. (✨Gogy Giggles✨, if you will.).

“The demon is laughing at us Dream! We have to save George!”

As George goes to grab the sharpie, Dream snatches his wrist.

“There’s a demon in there, it has our Georgie!!!”

“Guys!”, George is sputtering with confusion and giggles. “SapNAP!” when Sapnap swiftly presses him down to the bed and draws a strange meaningless symbol on George’s forehead.

It’s actually Sap’s favorite way George says his name - sapNAP

Dream throws his leg over George’s waist and digs his fingers into his sides, earning a loud screech. He starts shaking him and bouncing him against the bed, holding him by his side. George is completely lost in his chaotic cackling. The way he flops against the bed helpless to their antics gives him butterflies. They’re being so stupid he can’t help but give himself over to the laughter embarassingly easy.

“DEMON LEAVE OUR FRIEND!!!”

“THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELS YOU!!!”

The two attack George full force with the meanest of tickles while giving him his “exorcism”.

Sapnap leans over and shakes all of his knuckles against George’s ribcage while Dream holds on to his wrists. George is losing his shit. Screaming at the top of his lungs and his feet flinging the comforter half off the bed.

“SAPNAAAAAP!!!”, he wails. His face red and soaked with tears.

“George is that you? Come back to us! Fight it!!

Sapnap grabs his wrists now and Dream clings to both his thighs and tickles viciously. George is convulsing, nearly throwing Sapnap over him as he shrieks with laughter.

They trade off holding George down and delivering the most brutal of tickles over and over. George’s hysterical laughter cuts in and out, totally intoxicating to the two.

George begs for mercy. He apologizes to Sapnap. He promises he won’t be mean ever again. He pleads they atleast go a little easier.

They don’t.

They only respond as if this is a real exorcism and it’s completely beyond ridiculous. It’s unbelievably flustering. George is going to die if he can’t convince them to stop tickling him neeeeoowww.

He gives in. Fine. He’ll play along.

“HEIUAwjjjwhwiwwjwj!”, he lets out the craziest noise he can to grab their attention. They slow down and watch him. “I’m b-back! The dehemon is out!!”, he flushes in embarrassment at his desperate and breathless voice.

“GEORGE!!”, they cheer, as if this is real. They coo as they cuddle him, praising his strength against the evil demon.

Sapnap wipes away his tears and can’t find it in himself to act cocky. George’s dusty blush and averted gaze tells him he won’t pick on him again anytime soon. The little choked gasp George let’s out when Dream wraps around him from behind and buries his face in the back of his neck is unbelievably cute. He’s forgiven, Sapnap decides. He looks so stunned and helpless underneath the affection. Fondness for the little menace wells up inside of him.

Sapnap slips in close and completes the snuggle-sandwich. George melts. The exghaustion and affection work together to calm them down.

“You guys are idiots.”. It’s the smallest most pathetic ‘You guys are idiots.’ George has ever uttered.

(This was so fun 🥰 - I hope you like it Sleepyyyy)

[sunlightsshadow]

Heal What Has Been Hurt Liveblog

hello and welcome to the first of 5 initial (but probably not Only) posts recounting my liveblogging of Heal What Has Been Hurt by @sunlitmcgee

ch1: and the universe said "I Love You"

c! tech did one (1) good thing and it was burning the egg

gogy mention/pos

its only ch1 and they've already gone DadMode. hasnt even even , talked to the boy yet/lh

XD :D

ch2:Flower Gleam and Glow

"weirdo mother hen guardian angel nanny thing." hehehe

moths moths moths moths moths

Clara :D

ch3: I've Been Ghosting Your Dreams

i wonder how tommy feels about warm rain

my browser crashed god dad is too powerful/j

ghostbur :DDD

oh i have so many feelings about ghobur

ch4:Come, My Child

not lots of thoughts just enjoying the domesticity of the bois

did enjoy the star freckles tho

ch5:Like A Busy Bee Taking Flight

"large purple man" thanos/neg

compass compass compass compass (im wearing my Your Tommy compass my bf bought me <3)

heheh dad said pogchamp

ch6:Flying Like a Bee, Black and Yellow Energy

hehe derivikat lyrics

xd dad god. why is that form even still in your rotation/lh

ranboo/pos. i love all Ranboos

hehehe time to sin!

c! techno/neg

xd having several children who are gods and can take care of themselves and having to focus your attention on the whole of creation is different than abandoning your litteral tiny children to go adventuring w a gladiator who hears voices

xd you could have shifted forms dont yell at them/lh

ch7:Cold. Why You Gotta Treat Me So Cold?

weird schlatt tubbo/neg nightmare tubbo/neg

GOD I hate exile

I am so emotional over them GODS

I need someone to be proud of me like xd is proud of tommy

I want a god dad. the yearning is strong

ch8: sweet like honey

any time someone writes tommy saying the phrase "ill be good" istg i feel my heart break

back sore, clue #1

micha 🥺

ch9: I Think You're All Insane

_beloved family/pos

PUFFY!!

every time i manage to forget the captain is dreams mom someone reminds me :/(/hj/nm/lh)

no more memory broke :D

am i using that emoji to much? i do not care<3

god enderman lore/pos

ch10: Deep In The Meadow

i also feel Okay. this is a good place to be

there is something so personal about tommy wanting to end the cycle of abuse and worrying he'll end up like the people who hurt him

good people have intrusive thoughts tommy:(

ch11:Here it's Safe, and Here it's Warm

hehehehe Wings also toms XD would never leave you :(

"you'll instinctively know" its not instincts if it hurts Philza

god i fucking love the personification of instincts. so much. its such a cool thing

ch12:Why, Tell Me, Father?

tommy has a perfect comfy bed and doesnt wanna move. mood

tommy is starting to heal and i love that for him/gen

how DID xd figure that out?

ive just decided just now while rereading that xd was too nice to phil

"you're still here" im gonna SOB

heal! emerald duo/neg

I wanna hug tommy :(

ch13:It's a Promise for Life Between Father and Child

what if i just [takes a white out pen to tommys trauma] look now hes just a lil guy! (someone do this to me)

[beats the doomsday bitches over the head with a stick] i will actually never be normal abt c!tommy

mmmm i should play omori

tinyboo. itty bitty

i dont wana read the interaction w technoooo [reads it anyways] its important

Ghobur! he back!

i think more people should let ghostbur get angry

ch14:How Would You Know?

idk how phil cant sense the Pissed Off aura xd must be giving off rn

in which xd is my spirit animal

:D(malicious)-XD

i like his hat :(

somebody please do this w my dad

ch15: Remember to be Patient

i am obsessed w instinct stuff. lil baby birb go peep peep

i was so lost in the euphoria of birb i forgot to have thoughts

ch16:Fold Up Your Wings, Close Your Eyes

WING TIME WING TIME WING TIME

"it's beautiful… except of course for the unholy screams"

xd " claws" and " adorable" are not generally words that go together

he is SAD the baby is SAD :(

what would xd do if tommy turned into an actual baby?

"its me?" AWWWW🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

hes a baby

i will kill any god for him

baby boy

precious

oh boo even *mentions* agere how did I miss that the first time? tommy is simply baby

ch17: See the Sunset

cant see glass<3

i want a cool space blanket (I have a non-binary flag space blanket tho :3)

I also like when things make click clack noises… am i birb?

I love hiiiiimmmmm

ch18:Nothing Could Tear Us Apart

they can both be clingy it's okay

i almost forgot to open my document when I started reading again

[wilbur voice] quackityyyyy

hes not even actually here but I'm lobe himb

hehehe lovey dovey qpps/pos

i adore my qpps and my bf

GOD i am not NORMAL about platonic soulmate clingyduo there is nothing normal abt my mind state towards them!

"You were worth more than L'manburg ever was…" grrrrrr growl hiss its so GOOD

more baby birb🥺

ch19:Come out and Play

is he a demigod now?

bird time again!

i love instinct shit have i mentioned that?/hj

baby baby boy/pos

i was reading this the first time and I was just like. hes so small

i fuckin love my comfort chara using my coping mechanisms

And with that it's back to reading<3

[fluffallamaful]

Hi! Comfort tickles are a favorite of mine. Like, let's say Sapnap has a fear of thunderstorms. He's used to going to his mom but he can't anymore, so he tries to tough it out on his own. One night, a storm so bad knocks out the power and Sapnap can't take anymore and immediately runs to Dream’s room, too scared to even answer Dream when he asks what's wrong. Dream just picks him up and cradles him on his bed, quickly texting George to come over and to be gentle, now is not the time to poke fun. When Sap flinchs harshly at a thunderclap Dream realises what he's scared of. He covers the ear that's not on his chest and tries his best to sooth the youngest. When George comes in Dream explains the issue and George says he knows how to handle it, he wasn’t able to hide his fear when they were in London. George climbs onto the bed and rubs his back, Sap realizes who it is and turns so his head is in his shoulder. "Rub his arms, back, and legs to keep him grounded." While Dream does that he notices airy giggles coming from the curly haired boy, George had moved his hand that was in his hair to his ears and the back of his neck. His other hand trailed ever so lightly along his ribs, sides, and tummy. Dream caught on and added light tickles to his back, making him arch for a second before relaxing. Not an ounce of fear shown on his person. "Look at that, the storm is over" Dream observes and the lights come back on, but Dream turns his back off and all three just go to sleep, cuddling together with Sap in the middle (;)) on Dream’s bed

nawwww sappy nappy :(((

comfort tickles from thunder is so cute coz the lees head is often buried into the ler and tyats just heckin cute. so it’s perfect for back tickles and back of neck tickles :(

i’m also going to bring back a concept from @emmadoodlewrites (which i will link once i heckin find it fgxhsyhs) but it’s where the lers tickle more intensely when the thunder happens. coz then it’s just so cute coz instead of anticipating the thunder in the end, the lee is anticipating tickles ☹️

so like sap lying on dream, pulled into his chest, and george sitting beside him. both of them give sap the most gentle back/neck/side tickles, maybe even tappies and finger flutters to mimic the rain (can imagine gogy playfully singing incy wincy spider or something to make sap giggle). a flash of lightning will light up the room and they’ll start gently hyping sapnap up, with dream squeezing him tighter to his chest. and then the thunder will go off and george and dream will both switch from gentle traces to playful scuttles, scratches, squeezes/kneadings,, showering him in praise and encouragement, and making it seem like an exciting rollercoaster as opposed to a scary noise.

eventually sap isn’t even thinking about the thunder anymore,, he’s just too lost in his giggles, the game and the tickles to worry anymore :((

[brick-a-doodle-do]

Heyyooooo, hope all is well!!

Saw you had a miraculous au, and with the new season, wondered if you had any headcannons 🤔

But also questions! Who's hawkmoth is this au, since it was Adrien s father, is it phil or maybe like Dream? His poor Gogy is Emilie😂

And is there a ladybug and Chat noir or does Wilbur have some other partner? Did Wilbur meet Tommy the borrower before or after his miraculous and do they have like a goodish relationship with Wilbur leaving him things to help out while Tommy hides away🙃he does not want to be perceived

Also also does Wilburs kwami have the shows personality, or maybe like Quackity😂😂

hello!! likewise 🙃

i do!! i haven't seen the new season yet unfortunately, so no headcannons for that :'(

buut i do have a bit of worldbuilding for it,,, i hope this will suffice :D

hawkmoth is dream in this au and has the snake miraculous (i'm switching the powers for each miraculous in this au, i haven't rlly figured out any of theirs yet so bear with me lol), and george is actually nathalie (he's got cat miraculous. cat gogy for the win. but don't worry he doesn't have cataclysm) C: i haven't figured dream's backstory yet but it probably won't have to do with love,, (i mean i could totally make fundy emilie LMAO)

ladybug and chat noir, seeing as the powers are switched around and george has the cat miraculous, don't exist. instead they're replaced with a trio of people--wilbur, phil, and techno :) (wil has a sheep miraculous, phil & techno's are obvious. take a wild guess lol)

OKAY SO TOMMY IN THIS AU

wilbur and tommy have never met, not even as wil as a citizen. the trio is completely unaware that tommy exists! i'm going to keep where tommy lives a secret until next time,,,,

ANYWAY

i am really not sure what i'm going to do for kwamis. i could technically make them how they'd be in the show but to be completely honest, visualizing them as a part of a real life world and not an animated one is kiinda creepy, so maybe i could go with more humanoid kwamis? tommy is essentially a messed up kwami, where he's more of a hero then a 'servant' but that's not to say that there's other versions of him that act more like how tikki and other kwamis do, where they have like an undying worship for their humans kinda? but seeing as tommy has never met another kwami, maybe he doesn't know this and thinks that he is the only one :0

wow you're giving me good ramble worldbuilding, thank you! :DD

ooor i could just make it so when a holder turns a certain age they have enough power to transform on their own and don't need the kwami anymore

hmmmm

I DON'T KNOW BUT HOPEFULLY I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING SOON

[moochou-eats-paper]

Here is one of my little writings

So idk if you’ll think it’s good but here is one of my stories

May I have this dance?

I sat down on a luxurious velvet chair. How easy it was to live life as a prosperous person of power. I sighed ,daydreaming, then opening the curtains, letting golden warm sunlight into my spacious room. A glint of silvery golden lettering caught my eye and I traced it down to an ornate handwritten envelope on my desk. The letter inside read,

‘𝚃𝚘 𝚈/𝙽 𝚘𝚏 (your faction), 𝙸 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚔𝚘 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢٫ 𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍.’

I grinned uncontrollably as I read his name. George has been a dear friend to me and has been since a very young age. I excitedly scribbled a reply, my mind racing. What should I wear? Should I bring a gift? Wine, perhaps? Why am I this excited? I stopped abruptly thinking about that last question. Why am I this excited? I pondered for a moment before looking at the details and making a mental note of them.

Timeskip to the just before the ✨dance✨

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, thinking I looked just perfect with each and every one of my hairs in position and my fine clothing sitting just right. I smiled to myself knowing I would have good night. 

Or am I just excited to see George?

I ignored that thought as I walked quickly to Kinoko kingdom itself. It was lit up with colourful paper lanterns and light poured out onto the street as people opened their front doors in the clear night. The smell of fresh, sweet, exotic foods wafted through the air making my eyes widen in delight. Laughter, chatter, music and cheering filled the air. I smiled and made my way to the centre where people danced and twirled in the orange glow of the lanterns and the blue glow of the moon. “Y/n?”, I hear a familiar voice say.

“George!” I laugh, running to him.

“Hey, don’t kill me.” He does him famous ‘gogy giggle’ and we walk alongside each other, talking about how we’ve been. But George seems distracted and I start to panic. Did I say something? But my thoughts were cut off as George says something.

“Y/n, I have to go and speak to another friend. I’ll talk to you later, ok?”

My face drops as he walks over to a young man, tall and dirty blonde. I realise that as soon as the man talks to him, George loosens up. He did seem tense. I walk away dismayed and appetite lost. I…. I feel jealous? I get that we were friends and he was with another friend but I felt jealous in a way I have never before. I wanted to snatch him away for myself and hold him close. I stutter to myself,

“I- I think I’m in love.”

Timeskip to 11pm. Everyone is dancing in the centre

I had cheered myself up earlier and I bought some of the most delicious treats I had ever tasted. I even shared some of my honey-glazed buns with some dear children who were playing with sparklers.

Now though, I headed to the centre waving goodbye to those children and waited to greet George again. I stood towards the side and I watched the happy couples dance, swaying in the dim moonlight and laughing, enjoying themselves. Oh, how I wished to have love like that. Where you could delve into someone’s heart and look into their eyes and see their yearn to hold onto you forever. In the corner of my eye, a flash of green and a smiley porcelain mask came to a beautiful boy in blue. George. My George. I hear them chuckle and the man in the smiley mask say in a soft loving voice, “May I have this dance?”

Giggling, George said, “Of course, anything for you”

My heart felt like it was slowly breaking, chipped but still fixable but now it had crumbled beyond recognition. My George. I felt a lone tear make its way down a rosy cheek. And then the man in green looked at me and smiled. It was the kind of smile in which you couldn’t tell if it was genuine or smug or a threat. And so I smiled weakly back and then I ran. I just ran. As fast as I could. Before I knew it, I had crumpled into an opening in a forest surrounded by beautiful flowers. I sobbed uncontrollably, my eyes puffy and my face covered in pinkish blotches. I grew quieter, sniffling, reaching for a rose.  

I smile sadly as I admired its velvety petals. But my finger bled because of the thorns piercing my hand’s skin.

I whisper to myself, “Love is like a rose. At first it is beautiful and can stay that way, but many get hurt by the thorns of heartbreak.”

“Y/n…”

I hear a soft gentle voice and I whip my head around. 

“Y/n, that was beautiful.”

It was George. He looked immensely relieved as though he had been panicking just a second earlier. He took deep breaths before saying weakly, “Oh, Y/n I was looking for you. I was so scared.”

I started to tear up. “Why would you be scared? Why would you look for me?”

“You always asked loads of questions, even when we were small.” He smiles. 

“George. Please answer this truthfully, I need you to.”

“Anything for you, Y/n”

“Who was that man in green?” 

George laughs. He laughed like he used to when we were small. 

“That’s just Dream. Or Clay. What, did you think he was my boyfriend?”

He says the last words in a singsong voice but I slapped him lightly on the arm playfully. He can see that I mean yes. He lies down beside me and we watch the specks of glitter we call stars shine in the endless black night sky. A meteor shot through the sky as I whispered, “Would you like to make a wish, George?”

“Yes.”

I gaze into his brown eyes and I sigh contentedly. He rolls over closer to me, so close that I can feel his hot breath on my ear as he says,

“My wish is for you to be mine.”

I sit up and stare at him. I felt like I melted. 

“Of course, my love. Anything for you.”

We both smile as many meteors zoom across the sky, granting us unneeded wishes because right then all of our dreams had come true.

[trenchcoatsbi]

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e r we AERE MEANT TO BE. a colony that runs Indepepdnelty meanwhile BIRTISN KEEPS shit9tngo n us NEDOELSOY!!!! essentially they tax us relentlessly, then king gogy funs around n runs a spending spree, he aint ever gonna SET his descendants free so there will be a reovlution in this century.

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dont be shoced when your history book mentions me. i will lay sown my life ifmit sets us free and eventually you will see my ASCENDANCY!!! and i am not th8rouwinb away my shot (my shot) i am not throwing away my shot (my shot) eyo im iusy like my country I’m younb scappy and yhunhry and i a mot goigmt awh my shro i am not throwing away my shit

i am not looking away myshot heyo i mu

like my country im young cscrappy and hunrgy, and i am not throwing away my shot, its time to take a SHOT!!!! * dream of france without a monarchy!!!! the unrest in france will lead go anarchy, anarhcy, how u say how u say OH AMARHCY!!!!!!! thwhen i fight i make the other side PANICKY w ky SHOT

eyo im a tailors apprentice and i got yalls knuckleheads im local pareNTIS, IM JOINING THE REBELLION CAUSE I KMOW ITS KY CHANCE TO SOCIALLY ADVANCE. INSTEAD OF SEWINH SOME PANTS/ ITS TIME TO RAK E A *SHOT*

and but we’LL NEVER BE TRULY FREE UNTILT HOSE I BONDAGE HAVE RHE SAME RIGHTS AS YOU AND EM !!!!! YOU AND I DO OR DIE, WAIT TIL I SALLY IN ON A STALKION IN THE FIRST BLACK BATAL,ION >:DDD ITS TIME TO TAKE A SHOT

geniuses lower your VOICES. 🤬 you keep outta trouble, and you double your choice.s . im with you but 5he situation is fraught you oughta be cardully taught, if you ralk youre gknna get HSHOT

BUT BURR CHECK WHAT WE GOT, ME LAFAYETTE HARD ROCK LIKE LANDELOR, I THINK YOUR PANTS LOOK *HOT* LAURENS I LIKE YOU A *LOT,* LETS HATCH A PLOT BLACKER THAN THE KETTLE CALLING THE PO T, WHAT ARE THE ODDS THAT 5HE GODS WOULD UR US ALL IN ONE SPOR POPP9NG A SQUR ON CONVERNIONAL WISDOM MR LIKE IT OR NOT

a bunch OF REVOLUTIONARY MANU,IMSSION ABOLITIONISTS????

GIMME A POSITION SHOW ME WHERE THE AMUNITION IS/

oh am i talkig too loud 🫢 sometimes i get overwxcited shoot off at the mouth (ME TOO), i never had a broup of friends before i promise that ill make yall proud!

lets GET TJIS GUY what is this font

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everybody SING WOAAHHH WOAH WOAHHHH, WOAAH OH, WOAH OH, OET EM HEAR U YA LETS GO, WOA WOA WOAAAA I SAID SHOUT IT TO THE ROOF TOPS WOAAA OAA OAAA SAID TO THE ROF TOPS WOA WOA WOAAA D,OM YEAH LETS BO RISee up when youre lifing on your knees you rise UP, tell your brother that (can i just say i love this bit and how its sung) that hes gotga rise up, tell your sister that shes gotta RISE UP . when r these gonanlies goann rise up, WHEN ARE THESE COLONIES GONNA RISE UP, WHEN ARE THESE COLONIES GONNA RISE UP, RISE UP

i imagine death so kuch it reels morelike a memory, when sit gonna get me, in my sleep, 7 feet ahead of me (LUCKY NUMHER) if i see it coming do I rum or do i let it be???! is it like a beat withojt a melody :( SEE I NEVER THOUGHT ID MAKE IT PAST 20, WHERE I DOME FROM SOME GET HALLF AS MANY. ask angbody oh fuck the font is big

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ask anybody why we liiving fast and we reach fr a dlask, we have to make this moment last thats plenty. SCEATCH THAT. this is not a movement, its *the* movement where all the hungriest brothers wif something to profe went. those opposu us we make am honest stand, we roll like moses cliaminf his promised land, AnD??? IF WE WING OUR INDEPENDNC?!?!?! if thata agairantee of freedom for our dcendan7ts pr will the blood we she dbefin an endless cycle of dth and rveenge with no defendants D:

god my room is hot. I KNOW THE AFTIOJ IN THE STREETS IS EXCITING BUT JESUS BETWEEN SOL THE BLEEDING & FIGHTING IVE BEEN READING AND WRITING. WE’VE GOT TO HANDLE OUR FINANCIAL DITUATION. ARE WE A NATION OF STATES, WHATS THE STATE OF OUR NATIOM? KM PAST PATIENTLY WAITING IM PASSIONATELY SMASHING EVERY EXPRECTATION, EVERY ACT IS AN ACT OF CREATION!!!!! FUCKING HELL LIN MANUEL MIRANDA

im LAUGHG IN THE FACE OF CASUALTY AND SORROW AND FOR THE FIRST TIME IM THINKING PAST TOMORRO ‼️‼️‼️‼️ AND I AM not theowing aaway my shot, i a, not away my shot, AYAIOIOO IM JUST LIKE MY COUNTRY IM YOUG SCRAPPYH AD HUNGRY AND IM NOT NTEOWING AWAY MY HWOT

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AND I AM NOT THROWING AWAY MY, NOT THEOWING AWAY MY SHOR