#llamas ficlets

[fluffallamaful]

ler!quackity and lee!wilbur please?

prompt from this post

chose to do irl characters, hope that’s ok <3/p they’re an underrated duo (feel free to send another prompt if you wanted c!characters !! make sure to specify though)

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“Do you want to do one with water in our mouths?” Quackity turned to face the taller man beside him, a look of absolute confusion gracing his features at the suggestion.

Wilbur filled his cheeks with water to demonstrate, offering Quackity his water bottle afterwards, and then turning back to face the mediashare window on his monitor. The two friends were undertaking a ‘if you laugh, you lose’ challenge in real life — with Quackity managing to catch Wilbur for a stream just before he flew back to the UK.

“Fuck no.” Quackity declined, placing down the water bottle on his desk in front of him. The suggestion sounded like a recipe for a soggy set-up to him. “You better not spit that everywhere.” He warned.

Much to his dismay, his request only seemed to urge Wilbur to choke on his water, the older managing to stifle all spray except for a single dribble, which began trailing its way down his chin.

“Eww you’re drooling!!“ Quackity laughed, reaching over to point out the curving trail that the droplet left behind. To his surprise Wilbur jolted harshly away from his finger, cupping his chin and neck in an apparent act of defence. Quackity cackled at the response.

“Oh what’s this?! Is Wilbur Soot a bit ticklish?” He cooed, craning over in his seat to wiggle his fingers over Wilbur’s neck and under his chin again. Suddenly the threat of a soggy set up wasn’t particularly a concern of his.

Miraculously, Wilbur managed to swallow down his water before a wave of high pitched giggles broke their way out of him, feebly batting away the younger’s tickly hands.

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[sleepy--anon]

hey sleepy ❤️/p if you’re still doing the prompts, could i have 24 (“Tickles are an essential part of cuddling!”) with lee george ler sapnap please?

After multiple meet ups with Karl and Wilbur, George had become much more affectionate and touch starved. So with the knowledge that Sapnap loved to cuddle, he went into Sapnap’s room and just curled up beside him. Sapnap very quickly got the hint and wrapped his arms around George, letting him get comfortable. "Something wrong or did you just want cuddles?" Sapnap asked, running his fingers through his dark hair. "I've been feeling a little homesick and touch deprived lately, guess I just wanted to be held for a bit." The brit could feel Sapnap nod in understanding. "Moving far from home comes with those feelings for a while, you'll get over them soon, I promise" He pressed a small kiss to the top of his head. Noticing he was pouting, Sapnap slid one hand down to ever so lightly walk his fingers up and down his ribs. George struggled and squirmed a bit, too comfortable to move completely but still shocked at the tingly feeling. "WhAhat are yohohou dohohohoing?" He asked, burying his face in Sapnap’s chest. “Tickles are an essential part of cuddling George! How can you not know this~?!” George’s ears turned pink as he changed to squirm into Sapnap rather than away because he would be lying if he said the light tickles weren't a nice touch

[aninklingof]

Do you get the shiveries?

Another @fluffallamaful Lee! Dream month ficlet! I know I’m getting really inconsistent with these, but what more did I expect honestly?

Decided to do day 14: childhood games! Enjoy!

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“Dream!” A cheery voice exclaimed, causing the blonde boy himself to jump and turn to his excitable roommate.

“Jesus Sapnap, don’t do that,” Dream chuckled. “How was the meetup with Karl and Punz?”

The brunette didn’t answer, throwing his keys aside and hurrying around to sit next to Dream. Sapnap pushed at his shoulder to make him sit up, still having not said a single thing since his sudden outburst.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Just scoot over!” He finally spoke “I wanna try this thing Karl showed me.”

“Okay, okay!” Dream laughed at the younger’s infectious enthusiasm, moving to the side.

Sapnap continued to maneuver Dream so that his back was facing him. The taller tried to turn back to look at his friend but all that did was earn him a “keep straight!”

After a few more moments of adjusting Sapnap finally stilled. Dream waited with baited breath for what he would do, but nothing prepared him for what came next.

Sapnap’s fingers lightly touched his back, walking up his spine as he said- “Walking through the jungle, X marks the spot—“ He drew an X on Dream’s upper back, and the blonde began giggling softly.

Sapnap smirked and continued, poking lightly at the man’s shoulder blades- “dot, line, dot, line— dot, dot, dot.”

“Sahahap whahat’re you—“ suddenly Dream squealed, feeling fingers lightly skitter from his lower back up.

“Spiders crawling up your back—“ He dragged his nails down, making Dream arch his back with bubbly giggles “—Snakes slithering down.”

Dream had goosebumps all over his body, the light tickling on his back flustering him and making him twitch and wiggle. He didn’t think that this would be the first thing to happen when his roommate came home.

After repeating the last line once more Sapnap leaned closer as he spidered back up the older man’s back “Here comes the spider to bite you on the neck!” He accentuated the line by gently biting the side of Dream’s neck, the latter’s giggles upping an octave.

“NAha! Eehehehee!”

“Tight squeeze-“ He kneaded Dream’s sides “Cool breeze-“ he blew on Dream’s neck and ears “Do you have the shiveries?”

Sapnap made sure to make the last line rumble right into the blonde’s ear, to which he was awarded with a giggly head shake. He tapered off into a light back rub a few moments later.

“Thahat—“ Dream smiled “thahat was mehehean.”

“You know you liked it, Dreamlee,” Sapnap retorted seamlessly.

Dream’s face flushed bright pink and he ducked his head. After a minute or so of comfortable silence, Dream spoke up.

“Can— can you do it again?”

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It’s really bad, I’m sorry 😓

[mushiewrites]

Morning Idiots

Day 4 of lee!Dream month!! I’ve had so much fun with this so far, and so many people have written so many amazing fics. Check out the post here to see the prompts for the month!

Day 4 of lee!Dream: Tickle Hugs 💞

A very sleepy George finds Dream in the kitchen, reaching in the cupboard for his favorite mug. When he suddenly sasses the older boy, he decides to teach Dream a lesson.

(lee!Dream / ler!George: 698 words)

“Morning, idiot.” Dream smirked as he heard the raspy ‘morning’ voice of a certain smaller boy, one who was grumpy and just now waking up at 3PM. He turned his head slightly, meeting eyes with a very sleepy Georgenotfound, watching as he yawned and rubbed at his eyes.

“If 3PM counts as morning, then sure, good morning George.” the blonde chuckled, turning back towards the cupboard to try and locate his favorite mug for some hot chocolate. He found it a few seconds later, somehow ending up on the top shelf which was even a little tall for Dream. He stood on his tiptoes and reached as high as he could, almost grabbing it successfully, when suddenly he felt arms around him, accompanied by light skitters on his tummy causing him to immediately recoil his arms down to his sides. He barked out a laugh as the tickles continued.

“G-Geohorge why!” Dream was lost in giggles as he leaned back against the smaller boys chest, throwing his head back and resting it on George’s shoulder as Dream’s knees threatened to buckle. The blonde felt the brunette chuckle lowly, too close to his ear to not add to the already very ticklish situation he found himself in.

“You were sassing me, Dream. I don’t appreciate that.” even though George was trying to play serious, Dream could hear the smile in his voice as the older boy continued to flutter his fingers over Dream’s sensitive tummy.

“I’m sohohorry!”

“Sure. Continue with what you were doing.”

“Whahahat?”

“Grab your mug, Dream.”

Dream’s eyes widened slightly, standing forward slightly to turn his head towards George and seeing a smirk across the shorter boys face. He shook his head quickly as he laughed harder, the idea of his tummy being wide open causing the tickles to seem more intense than they actually were. He doubled over, leaning against the counter but accidentally trapping George’s hands against his tummy in the process.

“GEHEHEORGE!” a particular spot on either side of Dream’s bellybutton was targeted by George, causing him to squeal and fall into hysterical laughter.

“I don’t know what you want me to do, YOU’RE the one who trapped my hands! I was just trying to innocently give you a hug, I don’t know what you’re on about.” even while dying of laughter, Dream managed to roll his eyes at the ridiculousness of his best friends accusations.

“Y-yohou started t-tihihickling mehehe!”

“I think that sounds like a you problem. Maybe be less ticklish and this wouldn’t happen to you.”

“I cahahan’t help it!” Dream was able to muster enough strength to finally stand up straight, pushing himself off the counter and immediately grabbing at the offending hands still attached to his tummy. Sensing Dream would reach his limit, George decided to go in for the kill. He pulled Dream close to his chest so his back was flat against him, wrapping an arm completely around his waist as he free hand wiggled a finger into his bellybutton.

“NOHOHOHO N-NOHOHOT THEHEHRE! GEORGE PLEHEHEASE NO!”

George laughed brightly at the sudden thrashes coming from the boy in his arms, narrowly avoiding an elbow to the face as Dream flailed his arms around uselessly. Eventually after a few more seconds, George finally released his victim, making sure he was okay to stand on his own.

“Y-you’re sohoho cruel!” Dream turned towards George, leaning his back against the counter as he playfully punched George in the arm. The brunette giggled, watching as Dream’s bright red face slowly returned to his normal complexion when his breath started to regulate again.

“Yeah yeah, next time don’t sass me, idiot.” and with that, George planted a final poke directly into Dream’s bellybutton, making the taller boy practically jump out of his skin with a squeak.

“Mehean.” Dream giggled as he watched George smirked in his direction before turning on his heel to walk to the living room.

“Mhm.” George gave a nonchalant reply, leaving a very flustered dreamwastaken in the kitchen, satisfied with the punishment he dished out.

Dream learned a very important fact that day - never sass George when he first wakes up, unless you have a death wish.

[slimeylee]

Day 28 + Day 29: Pranks, Prison!Dream

kinda feel bad i havent done many of these n lee!dream month is 14 days from over but ill try to make more

this could also go underneath day 17, raspberries/nibbles i just didnt add it into the title

The sound of the lava flowing infront of the cell doorway was drowned out by the crackling of crying obsidian on some parts of the prison cell wall, and that drowned out the sound of the clock that Dream stood infront of. There was nothing to do in the prison, it was very boring. Until Dream had an idea. He pulled the clock off the wall, and threw it into the lava. He did this occasionally as a way to be given attention simple prank. “SAAAM! I NEED A NEW CLOCK!” He yelled. He walked over to a wall, and waited a few minutes until the lava began to go down. Dream squinted as he saw Sam’s annoyed face in the distance, and laughed.  

Sam walked away from the drawbridge, and the lava after a minute was fully down. Sam quickly flipped the switch, and hopped on the drawbridge before it went off without him. The drawbridge slowly moved, and after a moment it stopped at the cell. Sam yanked the clock from his pocket, handing it to Dream “Stop putting your clocks into the lava. It’s annoying having to keep coming and going, Dream.” Dream smirked, took the clock, and then yelped, “Oh no, my hand! It’s slipping!” then threw the clock into the remaining lava that wasn’t yet all the way down. “Dream!” Sam growled, and Dream laughed.

“IhiHI’M sohohorry, ihit wahahas fuhuhunny-” Dream giggled. Sam approached Dream, and his eyes widened. “Wa-wahahait, Sam, I’m sohorry-” He scooted back, and Sam continued to approach him. Sam got on the ground, and Dream yelped again as Sam crawled extremely fast towards him. He was pushed down onto the ground and hid arms were held up above his head by Sam. He snorted as Sam’s hand began digging into his ribs. “NahaHAHAha! SAahaHAHam!! STAHahaHAP thaHAT!” He squirmed. “This is what you get for repeatedly throwing your clock into the lava, Dream!” Sam exclaimed.

“Ihihit’s juhuhust a pRAHAHAnk! Ahahand ihit’s fuhunnaAAYYYYAHAHAHAHAHA!” Dream screeched, cackling as Sam had yanked up his hoodie and blowed a fat raspberry in the center of his stomach.

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i wanted to do prison dream so much, but i was like: “what scenario could i use for this?” but then i remembered that dream said that he would prank sam by throwing his clock into the lava of the cell entrance so sam would have to bring him a new one

so i took that into my hands

its not the beeest....

but its ok

slimey out

-slime

[emmadoodlewrites]

The Path to Prove Oneself

heyyyyyyy im still sort of trying to become more active. after this i’ll still sort of be on haitus. but! in the meantime i wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY @fluffallamaful !!!!! I made this for the very special occasion and i REALLY hope you like it! We talked a bit about it and she wanted a little ficlet that takes place in my demon au :D. It may be a little confusing but all you really need to know is that Tommy is a tickle demon too hahaha! This is the story of how Tommy proves to Dream that he’s all grown up, and he’s a good tickler too! HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT BIRHTDAY LLAMA!!!

“I found one! I found one I really did, Dream! I told you I’m a big man now!” This was how Tommy decided to open the conversation after showing up once again at the front door of Dream and George’s cottage. It was early in the morning, George was still on the sofa trying to wake up. Dream knew what this was about, and he rolled his eyes as he smiled fondly down at the younger demon.

“Alright, so what, you caught a meal for yourself. That doesn’t make you a ‘big man’,” Dream playfully made air quotations with his hands, “even premature demons can hunt, Tommy.” Said boy had been trying to ‘prove himself’ to Dream ever since their reunion a few months prior. Since Dream had spent a lot of their previous time together calling Tommy a child, Tommy wanted to show him just how much he’d actually grown.

“Oh come onnnnnn! Dream!” Tommy complained, walking inside as Dream had made room for him to enter. George was currently watching from their sofa, amused at the banter. “I’m literally such a good tickler now! Why won’t you believe me! I thought once you knew I had caught someone that’d be enough,” Tommy pouted.

“Well I mean I didn’t see you catch someone. You could be lying,”

“Look at me! I’m so full of energy! Freshly fed!

“You’re always full of energy Tommy,”

“Ughhhhhh!”

Dream only laughed; he really enjoyed messing with the kid. Of course he believed Tommy could hunt on his own. That didn’t stop him from wanting to mess with him a little.

“Lemme prove it then! Let me tickle George!”

“whAT?! NO!” George finally piped in.

“Pleeeeease please please please! Let me tickle you then, Dream,” Tommy clasped his hands together under his chin and stuck his lip out.

Flabbergasted, Dream immediately refused, “Wh- whahat? No way, are you kidding?”

George on the other hand was flabbergasted in a different way, “Dream you’re able to be tickled?!” Dream winced at that. He may have purposely forgotten to mention that detail. He had told George before that nothing was able to tickle him, but that was before he knew they would end up encountering other tickle demons. Ones who were actually capable of tickling each other.

"You didn't know?!" Tommy said excitedly. Using the fact that Dream was caught off guard to his advantage, he jumped to tackle him down to the ground, "Aw George you should've been there when we were kids! He'd never let me tickle him for more than a minute. This time though, I'm gonna show him just how much stronger I've gotten!" Tommy explained this to George over top of Dream's loud complaints. The younger demon had managed to get Dream onto his back, sitting and putting all his weight on his hips.

Despite everything, Dream was in fact physically stronger than Tommy, and both of them knew this. He bucked a bit to try and throw the younger one off of his waist, which almost worked. He grabbed onto his shoulders to try and throw him off, but was stopped when he felt someone else grab his wrists and now held them down on the floor.

"Geohorge?! What are you doing??" Dream looked up at his friend with pleading eyes.

"I'm not passing up on the opportunity to see the 'untickleable' being tickled. Tommy, go ahead, show Dream what you've learned!"

Dream whined and pulled at his hands now being held above his head. It'd been maybe a hundred years since he'd last been tickled. Maybe more. He couldn't even remember exactly what it was like. He watched Tommy's hands like a hawk as they hovered over his stomach.

"Alright Dream, I'm gonna make you admit to me I've grown!"

Dream felt claws suddenly and expertly begin wiggling into his sides. He exploded into giggles, squirming upwards and side to side in hopes to find an escape. George was absolutely enamored. He had never seen Dream like this, the big teasy demon now a flustered puddle on the floor. George's heart began to beat a little faster.

"Tohohohommy this ihihihis stuhuhuhupid!" Dream's face was completely contorted into a big smile. His eyes were squeezed shut and he writhed on the ground in response to such a foreign feeling.

"Oh Dreeeeam! Remember how you'd always make fun of me because my teeth would never grow in?" Tommy stopped his fingers. This was boring,  Dream obviously knew he could use his claws. He wanted to really prove himself.

Dream groaned and immediately picked up his struggling. He knew exactly what Tommy was planning.

"Look at these bad boys, Dream!" Tommy opened his mouth to show off the big sharp fangs the younger demon now possessed. Dream was actually quite impressed. They were a good size, and it seemed Tommy did a great job taking care of them. Now the only trouble was that these were about to be used on him.

Dream shook his head but only giggled. He hadn't had anyone use their fangs on him since he was very young. But he could still remember just how sensitive he was to it.

Tommy pushed up Dream's shirt and lowered his head. Dream closed his eyes and looked away, sucking in his tummy in anticipation. Tommy bit down, gently, and began to nibble up and down his stomach, gliding to poke his fangs into his sides and ribs sometimes as well.

The reaction was instant, Dream letting out a squeal and pulling at his arms, "Whahahahaha! Nohohohohahahaha!!"

George, who was awestruck at how cute this was, smiled and glided his thumbs over Dream's wrist, "I can't believe you've kept this from me for so long Dream," George said as he laughed and then looked up to see what Tommy was up to. The other demon had moved to begin trailing the nibbles up his side.

As much fun as he was having, Dreamstill wasn’t very used to it, "I cahAHAHAHAN'T!" He arched his back before slamming it back down. It was unfair how good Tommy had gotten at this already, seemingly finding all the weak spots Dream didn't even know he had. Tommy added his hands again, allowing his sharp nails to trace and scratch at the bare skin above his hips. Dream was finally at his limit.

"OHOHOKAHAHAHA! OKAHAHAY! YOHOHOU WIHIHIHIN! YOHOHOU'RE STROHOHONG!" Dream admitted, kicking his legs. George began cooing at him as Tommy lifted his head, his hands still tickling around his hips.

"What am I, Dream?," Tommy smirked.

"Hehehehe… yohohou're aha bihihig mahahan!"

Tommy finally stopped, letting Dream breathe, I WIN! YES I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO HEAR THAT!" The youngest beamed and flapped his hands.

"You alright, Dream?" George asked softly, running his fingers through his hair. The demon still had his eyes closed, and his cheeks were bright red.

He opened his eyes, "Ihi'm fine. Hahehhe don't look at me like that," now that his arms were free he pushed George's head away playfully. His sides and tummy were still tingling. Is this what George had to deal with all the time? He only slightly felt bad.

Dream finally sat up and watched the young demon celebrating, "Alright fine fine. Congratulations Tommy," Dream held his hand out for him to shake.

Tommy's eyes lit up. He truly did look up to Dream a lot! He happily took his hand.

"Alright my turn,"

"Wha- AAHG!"

Dream quickly and skillfully pulled Tommy down by the hand he had grabbed, and pinned him in a similar fashion to how he had done to Dream before.

"Hahaha! I'm about to be tickled by the Dream! It's been a while hasn't it," Tommy gave him a toothy grin.

"Oh shut up."

Tommy's bright laughter filled the air as George watched from the sidelines again. The human rolled his eyes and looked outside. The sun hadn't even made it all the way into the sky yet. It'd be a long day.

[cgsf]

Teen Wolf fanfiction recs — Stiles/Peter {Part 2}

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"Get the Facts Straight" (E) by Udunie | 6,773 | Derek gave him a withering look. “Don’t reverse Malfoy me, Uncle Peter… And anyway, what if I tell her about this?” What. “About what?” Derek propped his chin up, fluttering his lashes. “Oh, mom! I saw Peter talking to an omega today! He bought him a coffee! He told him all about what a bigshot lawyer he is!” “Oh, shut up,” Peter growled. He hated his family.

"sentire" (T) by snowdarkred | 1,027 | Stiles hears the whisper of death before it strikes.

"reflect" (T) by snowdarkred | 569 | When he dreams, he can sometimes still hear his mother’s voice, explaining it to him: Reflections are the price we pay for what we are.

"nips and nibbles" (T) by Potrix | 3,838 | 5 times people aren't sure if Stiles is telling the truth about how he got turned, plus the 1 time everyone knows he just has to be lying.

"Loan Wolves" (E) by veterization | 117,313 | At seventeen, Stiles' mother dies, and suddenly, with bills piling up, Stiles and his father are in financial straits. Enter Peter Hale, the loan shark.

"a new fun fair" (M) by 1001cranes | 3,997 | Series of ficlets set in alternate universes centered around Peter Hale & Stiles.

"Holding it Together Like a Rubber Band" (E) by sparrow_ink | 979 | During the day, Peter is the Alpha they need. Because at night, Stiles holds him together by letting Peter take him apart. All Stiles wants is to take care of his mate and his pack.

"Right Down to Your Sweetness" (M) by bookwormywriter | 831 | Stiles isn't exactly sure why he came here.

"Transactions" (M) by Llama | 4,046 | Stiles has his own 'superpower', but sometimes he forgets the implications of that.

"Dancing to a Different Tune" (E) by Llama | 985 | Stiles and Peter don't have a relationship, but they do have a lot of beginnings.

"Do not go where I cannot follow" (E) by accounting | 7,148 | With Peter, there was always something behind the sass and biting remarks, but now there’s a pull that’s simply undeniable to something so beautiful and monstrous, a man who could rip him to pieces, but taking him apart with pleasure and pain, one whimper and moan at a time instead. "Yours has a unique scent. I would know it anywhere. Just like your anger, and your fear." he leans forward, his nose just barely touching the sweaty skin beneath Stiles’ jaw, "But you're not afraid right now."

"take me (somewhere we can be alone)" (M) by willowcrowned | 2,730 | A low growl sounds in Peter’s throat, eyes flashing a bright, unnatural blue. Then, because Stiles definitely overdid it on the champagne, it takes another three seconds for him to put that together with the total lack of drunk people and the very careful way everyone is avoiding getting their scent on anyone else. “Oh my god,” Stiles says, the press of Peter’s lips and teeth only a vague footnote in his subconscious as the hysteria takes hold, “I crashed a werewolf wedding.”

"build-a-beau" (E) by veterization | 41,564 | Sick of being nagged about being single, college student Stiles turns to an Internet service that gives him the illusion of having a boyfriend. Said boyfriend is pretty damn interesting, and things basically go downhill from there.

"e-Missary" (M) by DiscontentedWinter | 6,836 | Peter Hale has a tension headache building behind his eyes, a nephew who has picked the wrong time to have a crisis of conscience, and a bound and gagged college freshman in the trunk of his car as he speeds north along Highway 101. This is not how he intended his weekend to go, but Peter is nothing if not adaptable.

"becoming who we are" (E) by DarkIsRising | 5,281 | It’s been days since the funeral. Longer since he’d boarded a plane back to Beacon Hills. Longer still since the call from the hospital had come in looking to talk to Noah Stilinski’s next of kin.

"Hey Lover, I Got a Sugarcane" (E) by pibroch | 17,306 | “Put Peter on the phone,” Stiles says, too sharp to be polite. “What?” Derek sounds completely thrown. “Stiles, I don’t think— Okay, you’re obviously not understanding what’s happening here. Peter isn’t talking. He’s basically just growling at this point, and he’s rounding on anyone that gets too close.”

"No Secrets" (E) by mswhich | 9,935 | Stiles gets hit by a truth spell that makes him want to spill all his darkest, deepest secrets. Derek, knowing how dangerous this can be, hides him away in the loft while he goes to ask Deaton for help. Which is when Peter Hale finds him.

"You're Bacon Me Crazy" (G) by Mysenia | 756 | Stiles + pet pig = a (date) meal with Peter.

"the soft animal of your body" (T) by finnickyfox | 3,694 | “Which one is the ugly duckling?” Stiles smacks his chest. “Of course you’d ask that. It’s not the outside that matters, but the inside.” Peter snorts. “If that’s true, we’re fucked.” Stiles laughs. A few nights later, he sleepily mumbles, “Your insides aren’t so bad, Peter Hale.”

"Get Off (Me)" (E) by KouriArashi | 77,077 | Stiles hates being left behind with Peter while the pack is fighting monsters, because he never knows exactly what Peter will get up to.

"Brutal, Bloody Revenge" (T) by Arvak | 24,306 | Stiles travels back in time in order to save everyone he loves, but accidentally goes a bit too far. Now he's stuck in the body of his 17 year old self with the knowledge of every good and bad thing that will happen in the next ten years. Oh, and Peter is suspicious and far too intelligent for his own good.

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"Baring It All" (M) by Arvak | 5,317 | "I'm fine, you know. I don't actually need a baby-sitter," Stiles insisted. To say that interaction with Peter was tedious was a vast understatement. Stiles can't say he doesn't normally enjoy it - it's a nice change from the bland back and forth he has with anyone else. At least Peter keeps things interesting. But it is still Peter; a psychopathic, manipulative, homicidal maniac. His nicknames are Zombiewolf and Creeperwolf and Satan-In-A-V-Neck for a reason!

"Kink Caboodle, Chapter 20" (E) by Triangulum | 241 | He tilts his head to the side, baring his neck. Peter's claws prick against Stiles's side, making him shiver. "Come on, Alpha," Stiles says, voice ragged. "Don't you want everyone to know I'm yours?"

"Kink Caboodle, Chapter 25" (T) by Triangulum | 962 | Stiles is attacked because Peter's attention slips for one second. He's pulling a particularly feral beta off of Derek when the alpha of the rival pack sinks his dirty fangs into Stiles' shoulder, snapping his collarbone. Peter goes ballistic.

"On Body Disposal and Other Crimes" (M) by Triangulum | 1,950 | Stiles sighs, unlocking his phone. It’s 4:00 a.m. and this isn’t a call he wants to make, but between a lot of bad options, this one sucks the least. He presses call and waits for Peter’s grumpy growl. “What do you want?” Peter’s voice is a displeased rumble. "Where's your body dump?" Stiles asks.

"In Case of Emergency, Call..." (T) by aurevell | 9,246 | Peter only finds out he’s Stiles’s emergency contact when the hospital calls.

"That's it, darling." (E) by bonerkiller | 1,184 | The water falling on them has grown cold now, but Stiles can't bring himself to care, not when Peter's own supernatural body heat is keeping him warm. He can feel the tight grip of Peter's fingers digging into his hips as he pins Stiles to the tiled wall, his breath on his wet skin.

"A Curious Magic" (E) by Triangulum | 25,155 | It’s a definite surprise when the wards at the edge of his property trip, the tingling down Stiles' spine telling him it’s a werewolf, the lack of burning sensation letting him know there’s no hostile intent. He’s expecting to see an Ito packmember, even though they nearly always call in advance, and is surprised to see a man that he recognizes as Talia’s brother, Peter.

"until the stars burn out the morning sky" (M) by rospeaks | 2,546 | Derek puts Peter on a probationary period before allowing him to join the pack, and says that he has to check in with Stiles. When Peter fails to check in one too many times, Stiles goes to track him down. “I'm just looking for a guy. Peter, you know. older, arrogant, reeking of smug charm?”

"Centrefold" (M) by gemjam | 1,988 | Stiles started modelling to earn money in college. It was thanks to Peter that he even knew werewolf softcore porn was a thing.

"then i became greedy" (T) by rospeaks | 738 | “Let me guess,” Stiles says teasingly, rising up to his knees, almost hovering over Peter. “If I ever need to blow off some steam again, you’re just one phone call away? I know better.”

"Feel the Tide Turning" (E) by rospeaks | 3,893 | He'd understood, and when the opportunity to run came, he ran. Stiles tries not to feel shame for that, but when he sees Scott waiting for him outside of the baggage claim, he can't quite match him, smile for smile.

More to be added.

[convexicalcrow]

2022 End Of Year Fic Meme

So this is something I've done on another blog for many years now, but the last time I did it was 2019, and then the pando hit and I didn't have the energy to compile all my fic after that. But today's snowflake challenge prompt is to celebrate your wins, so I thought I'd actually do this at last and sum up all my Hermitcraft and Empires fic that I've written over the past year (and a lil bit), and reflect on everything I've written.

I have a pile of fic from my old fandom I should probably do this with as well but I think I'll do that elsewhere and also perhaps next week bc there's like twice the fic I need to sum up and I ain't got that time tonight lmao.

If you've never seen one of these before, maaaan, these get Long and I ramble a Lot, so feel free to skip if you're not that interested in fic stats and rambles. Also there will be shippy stuff in here just as a head's up. <3

AO3 Statistics 2022: User Subscriptions: 29 Kudos: 3,184 Comment Threads: 112 Bookmarks: 429 Subscriptions: 77 Word Count: 149,459 Hits: 38,644

Stats: Ficlets under 1,000 words written: 17 Short Stories between 1,000-10,000 words written: 35 Stories over 10,000 words: 3 Ficlets on Tumblr*: 6 Total Fics: 61

*I'm only counting the ones I haven't edited and published to AO3 (yet)

Fandoms: 100 Hours of Hardcore Empires SMP Hermitcraft Kingdom Craft Life Series

Pairings: Cub/Scar 23 (can you tell when the ConVex hyperfixation set in >_>) Doc/Ren 4 The Vex/Cub 3 Ren/Cub 3 Ren/Martyn 3 Cub/Scar/Ariana Griande 2 Scar/Jimmy 2 Tango/Cub 2 Bdubs/Etho 2 Scar/Bdubs 2 Renbob/Doc 1 Grien/Joel 1 Martyn/Mumbo 1 Grimdog/Doc 1 Grian/Scar 1 Ren/Scar 1 Scar/Doc 1 The Vex/Cub/skulk 1 King Ren/The Red King 1 Ren/Bdubs 1 The Vex/Scar 1 Katherine/Cub 1 The Vex/Bdubs 1 Scar/Cub/Ren 1 Tango/Jimmy 1 Sausage/Keralis 1 Doc/Bdubs 1 Doc/Etho 1 Doc/Cub 1 Joel/Sausage 1 Cub/Jarvis 1 Joel/Lizzie 1

Friendships/Other Relationships: Cub & Scar 6 Ren & Bdubs 3 Ren & Doc 3 Cub & Iskall 2 Sausage & Pearl 2 Ren & Martyn 2 Ren & Lizzie 2 Etho & Bdubs 2 Cub & Bdubs 1 Cub & a llama 1 Imagineer Scar & HotGUy Scar 1 Cub & Ren 1 Sausage & Santa Perla 1 Sausage & Saint Bdubs of the Sun 1 Cub & Xisuma 1 Ren & Scar 1 Pearl & Scar 1 King Ren & Scar 1 The Vex & Bdubs 1 King Ren & The Red King 1 Tango & Bbubs 1 Tango & Jimmy 1 Tango & Grumbot Prime 1 Grian & Pearl 1 Ren & Tomato Yoshi 1

Average Word Count: 2527.63 words Total Word Count (2022): 149,459 (AO3) + 4727 (ficlets)= 154,186

List of Fanworks:

100 Hours of Hardcore Hunting For A Kiss (455 words)

Life Series Sacrilege and Sacrifice (6,370 words) Through The Fog Of War: Vignettes From Session Seven (1,507 words) You're the B.E.S.T. (1,058 words)

Empires SMP Black Heart (1,453 words) Charisma Level 6000 (1,658 words) Fading Into Darkness, Clinging To The Light (5,002 words) Fog (18,076 words) Hard Wood (983 words) Here Comes The Vex Again (631 words) Legacy (941 words) Moonbeams (2,961 words) Songs From The Old Country (3,589 words) Stripped Wood (876 words) The Midnight Sun (1,679 words) The Restless Dead (1,108 words) Vexed Devotion (3,356 words) Vicegrip (1,030 words) What's Yours Is Mine (462 words)

Hermitcraft #askjarvis (672 words) A Different Kind Of Magic (550 words) A Small Price To Pay (3,339 words) A Vex Never Works Alone (3,047 words) Another Sunset (3,612 words) Blood Moon Rising: The Madness of Rendog (11,863 words) creep (3,766 words) Five Times Bdubs Was Hunted Around The Crastle (500 words) Free Glass Straight To The Heart (2,337 words) Guess Who? (1,631 words) His Name Is Cubfan135 (1,850 words) HoTGuY: The Seige (2,994 words) Hunting Party (20,222 words) hurts so good (3,359 words) Icicles (2,917 words) Kongen Befaler (1,121 words) Language Barriers (894 words) mirror, mirror… (917 words) Mistress of the Dance, Lady of Joy (1,688 words) Moon Big Trauma… But With Llamas! (3,386 words) Occlusion (3,207 words) Ride The Lightning (591 words) Sacred Waters (1,900 words) sacrosanct (741 words) skulk whispers (941 words) Split/Seconds (100 words) Sway (933 words) The Burning One, who seizes what his heart desires (1,471 words) The Streets Of Scarland (1,774 words) two beds and a mattress store (622 words) Uncomfortably You, Uncomfortably Me (1,257 words) Vexcraft (2,722 words) When You Were Mine: A Collection of RenDoc Drabbles from Season Sixfinity (1,200 words)

Hermittober/Life Series Hermittober 2022 Drabble Collection (4,407 words)

Kingdomcraft SMP masquerade (2,583 words) armour love (1,150 words)

Tumblr Ficlets: Pharaoh Cub and Sphinx Scar (646 words) Evoker Cub and Allay-Turned-Vex Scar (891 words) Cub Zombie Apocalypse AU (312 words) ConVex Knight AU

part one (451 words)

part two (953 words)

part three (1474 words)

The Questions!

My best story of this year:

Through The Fog Of War: Vignettes From Session Seven. I threw all my devastation into that fic, and it turned out perfectly. I would change absolutely nothing about that fic. It was cathartic and painful and didn't dim my Ethubs grief but it did help process it.

Last Life was the first of the Life series that I'd watched live, and session seven absolutely wrecked me frfr. ;_;

My favourite story of this year:

Fog, I think. I loved the process of writing it, drafting it on tumblr as the ideas came to me and then editing it later for AO3. I've never really done that with a fic before, because I was always mostly on twitter and I never really used other journals for that kind of writing. But to have tumblr now where I can just throw ideas out and see how they work? That changed how I write so much, and Fog was the first chaptered work I'd done, and I think it came out so well. I went mad on skulk Cub for two weeks, but the fic that came out of it was cohesive, deep, and felt very satisfying by the end of it. I will forever love that fic as my favourite, I think, just because of how I could see people responding to the chapters as I posted them and getting that kind of feedback was so nice. It kept me writing and seeing how to best resolve the story in the most satisfying way.

My worst story of the year:

idk if it's worst per se, but I do think I could have done Split/Seconds a lot better than I did. I was crunched for time and that usually means I write drabbles but it could easily have been longer if I'd let it. I might have fleshed it out and done something more interesting with that moment than what felt like just rehashing what actually happened.

Story of mine most underappreciated by the universe, in my opinion:

Songs of the Old Country, if only because religious world building is kind of a niche thing I think? And maybe it's not as interesting to others as it is to me. >_>

Most overrated story, in my opinion:

This is more in terms of my own inspiration and interest in it but HoTGuY: The Seige. I had a whole thing planned out for it, and life just derailed my work on that fic entirely so it now sits forgotten and I wish I'd given it the time it deserves bc it was going to be a great fic. I just got distracted and yeah.

Most fun story to write:

You're The B.E.S.T., bc who doesn't want a Team B.E.S.T. boy band AU amirite? I loved channelling all my 90s teen boy band nostalgia into that one and I adore the flow of it. It just works perfectly. I have thought about writing follow-ups but I'm not sure I could do it the justice they deserve.

Most representative of you as a writer:

Hunting Party, I think. It's long, kinky as fuck, and contains a lot of the kinky elements I love writing, as well as some new ones that I think worked really well in that setting.

That, and all the trans!Cub fic lmao. I cannot do fandom without writing trans fic I stfg. XD (fics include: masquerade, armour love, mirror mirror..., Sacred Waters)

Contains characterisation you're proudest of:

One of the things I work hard on when I write fic is getting the voices right, bc if you can nail that, you're halfway to getting the characterisation right. And for me, Fog and Occlusion are my picks for this question bc of False. She has quite a distiinctive voice, and I wasn't confident of getting it right when I was first writing her. Helpfully, at the time I was writing ch 8 of Fog, Cub was streaming some MCC practice with False (iirc) so I had that to refer to as I was writing. I don't always write when I'm watching streams but if it's a voice I want to write well, I do use streams for that for sure.

Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters:

creep for sure. First time writing predator/prey kink and I had a feeling it would work for Ren and Doc but I didn't know until I'd written it and saw how well it just worked for them both.

Story with the sexiest moment:

Mistress of the Dance, Lady of Joy. There's a moment when Ariana invites Scar to play as well and with the three of them getting involved, it just feels like such joy to me, which was the whole point of this fic.

Most sexy story:

Oh god there's so many. XD But I'll probably say Sacred Waters. I adore that fic so much. The flow of it, the structure, the drabble-length paragraphs/scenes, how it all just feels ever so slightly disorienting while also being so tender and filled with love and care. It's sexy and hot and soft and I love it so much. <3

Hardest story to write:

Through The Fog Of War: Vignettes From Session Seven. bc I didn't want to write about Bdubs and Etho, but I knew I had to, and boy did the tears flow as I wrote it.

Easiest story to write:

That Cub zombie apocalypse ficlet I posted on tumblr. Woke up with fic in my head and it went from there very easily.

Biggest disappointment:

Apart from the HotGuy fic, probably that I didn't get as much work done on the Pharaoh Cub fic I had planned to do for NaNo as I had wanted. It was set in a world I had used before in an origific novel but hadn't really done much with for many years, and I wanted to write Pharaoh Cub as an actual Pharaoh in Egypt with Scar at his side as well. I just didn't get as far along with it as I'd have liked. Ah well, there's always Camp NaNo! :D

Biggest surprise:

I wrote that fucking Grien/Joel fic I stfg. XD

Story you'd give to an editor as a writing sample:

Through The Fog Of War: Vignettes From Session Seven. I know I keep banging on about it, but I do think it's genuinely the best thing I've written in this fandom so far.

Story which has the best title:

Moon Big Trauma... But With Llamas!

Story I'd like to revise:

Split/Seconds, bc like I said above, I feel like I could have done a lot more with that idea than I did.

Story I wish I'd finished:

HoTGuY: The Seige. Just one of those ideas I ran out of steam with bc everything else happened and it got left to the side. :(

Story I didn't write but I swear I will:

Hmm. I don't have any I haven't started that I want to write at this point in time? Mostly I just have a collection of wips that I am slowly working my way through.

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this last year, less, or about what you'd predicted?

Far more fic holy fuck. I felt I'd written a bit but seeing the word count up there, like, Maaaaaaan, it's been ages since I managed that much in a year. o.o

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted in Jan 2021?

I mean, Hermitcraft and Empires fic tbh. I was in a totally different fandom in Jan 2021.

Did you take any writing risks this last year?

*gestures at the above answer* It's always a risk starting to write for a new fandom, especially as someone who's so very, very used to tiny fandoms. This is a much, much bigger fandom space and figuring out how to navigate it and find people I might gel with has been fun and a little intimidating tbh.

Do you have any fanfic or profic goals for the New Year?

Not really? I don't do well setting goals for fic. I just write and see what happens.

[skylolawrites]

Hello wonderful people it's PRIDEEEEE MONTHH anddd Llamas lee dream monthhhh YAYYY

Here's her blog @fluffallamaful 💙

You can find it in here

First day is Tummy tickles!!

Sfw and platonic <3

Ficlet :D

Tummy tickles:- Day 1

"DREAM!" George charged into Dream's room opening the door. Dream turned his back to George with a happy, playfull face. "DID YOU take. My. Headphones?"

Dream shook his head, a chuckle coming out of him. "nooho". George raises his one eyebrow, a smirk coming on to him slowly walking to Dream who was sitting on his chair with his green hoodie.

George came face to face with Dream. Dream tries very hard not to make eye contact because it will make him laugh a lot. George started moving his hands towards Dream wriggling his fingers. Dream sat up straight in a hurry. "George-"

Without a hurry George slipped Dreams hoodie up to reveal his tummy. And scribbled his hands over Dream's tummy. Dream giggled looking up at George who had a playful yet annoyed grin.

"Georheheheheg!" Dream giggled out.

"Did you take my headphones?" George asked Dream. A very giggly Dream shook his head. George saw the glitter in his eye. "Lies~"

George's hand trailed over Dream's tummy one by one. And then, George blew a raspberry on Dream's tummy. Massive eruption exploded with laughter.

"GEORHEHEHEHEGE HAHAHAHAHA!" Dream chuckled loudly with a read face.

George saw something in the corner of his eye. Headphones!

"Dream you took my headphones didn't you buddy?" George layed one hand on his tummy. Dream couldn't handle it, and had nervous laughter coming up from his throat. "This is what you get you muffin!"

George blew another raspberry. And a little kiss on Dream's tummy making Dream blush and squirm. And of course laugh.

"nahahahahaHAHAHA" Dream's laughed then melting onto George eyes closed. "SORHEHEHEHE"

George laughed. "Haha, it's fine! This is what happens when you take my headphones!"

The two hugged, and George went over to where his headphones was placed, and existed the room leaving Dream with a smile. And a giggle out of Dream.

Dream made sure not to take his headphones again.

[lizzie2dyefor]

Lizzie of Chromia Index!

@/Scott-of-animalia put all their stuff in a time line. Im stealing that idea :Thumbs up:

Loosely Chronological in order of story, not in order of when the rp happened, and with a brief summary of the interaction

Ficlet where in Ren becomes a dog and Lizzie makes a deal. Set 15-20 years prior to start of rp. [Link to be added]

Lizzie's First time in Animalia, Link

Lizzie hangs out with Joel [Link to be added]

Joey stops by Chromia, launches a build into the air, Link

Lizzie stops by Animalia to discuss the drama between Fairy tale trio, Agree to invite Shelby over to Chromia for lunch later. Link

The invitation to lunch arrives at the Eversea, a Llama spits on Shelby [Link to be added]

Lizzies first time in Glimmer Grove! Orders a new apron from Gem, Link

Lizzie trades for a new cauldron from Pix, shes really sketchy about how she broke the last one. [Link to be added]

Scott and Shelby arrive in Chromia, Shelby's crush on Katherine is discussed. The Chose Violence Alliance is established, Link

Ficlet of Lizzie and Ren being summoned to hold court with the Shadow Lady, Lizzie and Ren's accidental Patron. This happens in the evening after the CVA meeting. Link

Lizzie stops by Gobland, offers to help Sausage decorate the location of the duel. She also mentions wanting to duel in the arena after the Joey & Shelby duel. Link

[The duel happens here, like 20 minutes after the Sausage interaction. Scott and Lizzie cheer for Shelby. Kent add a Shelby or Joey link]

Lizzie and Scott are worried about Shelby, Link and Link

Lizzie turns up to Glimmer Grove to talk Gem into dying her hair, they do that and talk for a while. Gem does her magical girl thing, Lizzie mentions her Patron might be able to help with the curse issue. Its very sketchy, like so so sketchy. Link

Sausage stops by Chromia to pick up paint, They end up gossiping about pretty much everything: Scott, Pearl, Shelby, Joey, Joel [Link to be added]

Joel invites Lizzie to holiday celebration! [Link to be added]

Lizzie quickly gives Gem a rundown of do’s and don’t’s for Fey. As well as a rundown of her and Ren’s curse situation. The three go see the Shadow Queen and Gem brokers a deal to uncurse Glimmer Grove. [Link to be added]

Holiday party! @ Tumble Town. Lizzie arrives [Link Tba], Lizzie and Katherine talk [Link tba], Lizzie and Shelby talk [Link Tba], Lizzie and False talk [Link tba], Lizzie talks to Scott but he is fully asleep [Link Tba]

Lizzie goes to ask Sausage for help Warden wrangling [Link] he agrees. Though he’s skeptical about her reasoning.

CVA Meets and talks about: Shelbys curse(s) > Lizzies Curse > Rens Curse > Skeletron > Plan going forward [Link]

SQ gives Gem her first task [Link] this happens around the same time as the next link

Lizzie and Sausage move a warden. Lizzie is halfway honest about the SQ situation [Link]

Lizzie goes to talk to Joey and picks up harming Pots [Link]

Lizzie visits Gem to check in on the whole curse situation [Link]

Lizzie goes to Katherine, gets a boat w/ cannons and a map of Dawns naval trade routes. [Link]

Lizzie drops by Shelbys to update her on Operation Kick Skeletrons Butt [Link]

SQ tries to visit Gem and ends up talking to Fwhip [Link]

Lizzie visits Oli and is incredibly suspicious of him [Link]

Short interlude with Lizzie and Ren and what was versus what is [Link]

Lizzie meets a traveling trader from the Neather [Link]

Lizzie talks with a mysterious thief, then sends them to Dawn [Link]

Lizzie talks with Jimmy and agrees to trade two stacks of green dye for two stacks of quartz [Link]

Lizzie talks to Pearl and invites her to stay the night in the tavern [Link]

Fwhip stops by to ask about the Gem situation, Lizzie and Ren have matching pjs [Link]

Pearl stops by again, and they talk. Lizzie agrees to take a puppy when they're bigger. [Link]

Sausage has some questions about Fey and Gem by association. They also talk about puppies [Link]

Jimmy stops by to finish the trade, Lizzie has some questions about curses [Link]

Short interlude about Lizzie and not being Lord [Link]

[fluffallamaful]

Hello Fluff! My brain has currently been overrun with Lee GeorgeHD, and I can’t find enough content on him.

Can I please have a little Lee! HD Ler! XD with soft tummy tickles? Thank you 🥰

prompt from this post

thank you for waiting 🥰

🦙🦙🦙…

HD felt his previous iron-grip hold on XD’s forearms loosen, his head tossing itself back into the larger’s chest without his permission, and his body collapsing back into the god against his will.

A drastic change had occurred in XD’s technique �� HD noticed. The same fingers that had previously sent panicked impulses and waves of adrenaline coursing his body now merely created buzzes of energy at the surface of his skin. His belly jumped and flinched with each swirl that XD’s now gentle fingers completed. The tips of them trailing over the quivering skin so softly, and nails only ever grazing the skin for milliseconds at a time.

“You’ve melted.” XD’s commented from behind, softening their echoed voice to a low rumble so not to startle the limp god in his arms.

HD’s body stiffened in defence, but only managed to hold the position for a few moments before he sank back down into XD again. His previous cackles had tapered off into tiny hiccuped breaths, his brain going into overdrive has it desperately attempted to comprehend each nerve spasm that overcame him, trying to give his body direction to combat the sensation.

“You love this.” XD remarked again, noticing the smaller deity’s uncharacteristic lack of sass. He watched the stripes on their cheeks swirl with colour, chuckling at the whined complaint that his comment received.

He couldn’t help the spike of disappointment that he felt when a few of HD’s helper hands conjured themselves into the air around him, half expecting them to tear away his wrists from HD’s body as they had done so many times before. But much to his surprise, and delight, the hands kept their distance from his own this time, instead all crowding themselves over HD’s face instead.

“And yet you’re embarrassed.” XD identified, a wide, giddy grin settling itself underneath his mask. He made no effort to tame the surge of affection that raced through him, squeezing the smaller god tighter into his chest.

🦙🦙🦙…

[sleepy--anon]

still on my ler karl arc 😵‍💫

could i have ler karl with lee george and "Oh, is this a bad spot?" please? 🥺 (if you feeling the need to add ler sap in there as well, i wouldn’t be disappointed 👀 but absolutely no pressure of course!!)

Sap and Karl both mutually decided that it was to late for George to still be sleeping. Together they hatched a plan to wake him up without him being grouchy. They snuck into his room, to see him curled up on his bed, covers kicked off due to him getting hot, his clothes bunched, hair messy and stuck to his forehead with sweat, he looked so peaceful, they almost didn't want to wake him. However, it was almost 2pm, he needed to wake up now. Sapnap told Karl before that he and Dream had woken him like this before and wanted to let him experience the fun himself. So Sapnap crawled his way onto the top of George’s bed, carefully lifting his head into his lap, smoothing his hair back off his face and gently taking both his wrists, holding them on the sides of his thighs, by the sleeping males ears. Karl climbed onto his hips, gently caressing his sleep flushed cheeks. Watching his face twitch a bit he said in a hushed tone, "this is gonna be amazing" Sapnap grinned fondly at George, nodding at his ears, watching Karl trace his ear as he whispers in the other "wakey wakey pretty boy~ you’re wake up call has arrived~" He purred, Karl giggling at George’s head twisting in attempt to get away from the feelings on both his overly ears. His smile slowly growing as his eyes fluttered open, whining when he realized what was happening, yet not fighting it which he'll later say was because he was 'still tired' He shuffled a bit, grabbing Sapnap’s wrists as well as a grounding point. He jolted harshly when Karl decided to start with his ribs, his colorful nails tracing each rib. "Oh, is this a bad spot~?"

[aninklingof]

Counting Freckles

Day three of @fluffallamaful ‘s Lee! Dream month! Number generator gave me 12: freckles!

Enjoy!

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George yawned and stretched as he walked out to the patio. He’d just woken up in the early afternoon, and upon spotting Dream lounging by the in-ground pool, went to go greet him.

It was only about a week since George had moved in with Dream and Sapnap, so he had yet to swim in the pool. He hadn’t even had a reason to go out to the backyard.

George walked around the edge of the pool until he was standing beside the taller man, his eyes closed and his face relaxed. His hair was wet and his skin glistened with droplets of water, hinting toward the fact that he’d already gotten in the water.

Something then caught the brunette’s eye. He had known Dream had freckles for a long while, having been told by the blonde boy himself, but he didn’t know that the freckles weren’t limited to his face. They dotted his skin like stars, more evenly dispersed further down his torso.

“Like what you see?” George snapped out of his thoughts at the teasing voice, noticing that his friend’s green eyes were open and staring directly at him.

“You’re an idiot,” George retorted, too embarrassed to say anything better.

“You were staring for so long, it was getting creepy,” Dream chuckled.

“I was just noticing that you’ve got freckles on your body,” the older said casually, kneeling down next to the other.

Dream shifted a little under George’s gaze. “Yeah…”

The British man looked up at him. “What, you don’t like them?”

“I— I don’t know. I mean, it’s not like they’re uncommon…. I don’t know.”

“We’ll, for what it’s worth,” George started “I think they’re cute.” He accompanied his compliment with a poke to one of the freckles on his side, to which Dream flinched with a little gasp. George’s face morphed into a big smirk.

“Dream.”

“G-George.” The taller man cursed the waver in his voice.

Without a response George poked a different freckle, this one on his lower ribs. Dream squeaked and moved his arm to block the spot, only to be prodded on his side again.

“Geheheorge… w-wahahait—“

“You’ve got so many freckles Dream,” the brunette teased. “You ever counted them?”

“Whahahat? Why wohould I—“ Dream’s eyes widened in realization and he scrambled to get up, only to be stopped by George straddling his thighs. “Nononono geheheorge plehehease—“

“We’ve got a lot of ground to cover, so we’d better start!” The British man said with a smile, his hands descending to begin poking the flecks on Dream’s stomach.

The blonde man started to squeal and hiccup and giggle sporadically, squirming every which way to try to avoid George’s tapping fingers that tickled him so bad.

“One, two, three— Dream, you’ve gotta stop wiggling! If I lose count I’ll have to start all over again!”

The giggly man flushed bright red and despite every nerve in his body telling him to squirm away from George’s tickly touches, he struggled to stay still so his friend could finish counting the freckles on his torso.

After five minutes of counting and squeaky laughter, the brunette had finally finished counting. As Dream regained his breath through residual giggles, George piped in:

“Now for your back!”

~~~~

[mushiewrites]

Tummy Troubles

IT’S LEE!DREAM MONTH!!! Based on Day 1 from @fluffallamaful’s Lee!Dream month post!

Dream doesn’t feel well - he knows what will help him feel better, though. However, he doesn’t know how to ask. George gets the idea and helps Dream anyway.

(lee!Dream / ler!George: 771 words)

“George?” the brunette jumped as he heard his name, headphones flinging to the floor as he turned in his chair to see who the culprit was that caused him to nearly fall out of his chair. With a hand to his chest, he let out a small sigh of relief when he saw Dream.

“Gosh, Dream, hi. You scared me, idiot.”

“Sorry….”

George’s playful gaze softened into a concerned look, now noticing the taller boy fully. He was leaning against George’s doorframe, halfway in the room but halfway in the hallway. He had his hands curled into fists, grabbing at the ends of his hoodie and refusing to make eye contact with George.

“Dream? What’s up? What’s going on?” George tried to be as gentle as possible as he sit up a little straighter, holding his hands out in front of him and motioning for him to come closer. He heard Dream let out a tiny whine before biting his lip and finally making eye contact, walking slowly over to George.

“Uhm. Well…” Dream stopped halfway between George and the doorway, suddenly sitting down on the edge of George’s bed with his head in his hands. George quickly made his way next to Dream, sitting down and pressing their thighs together as he reached an arm around to rub his back gently.

“Hey, what’s going on? Really, Dream. Please talk to me?” He heard the older boy sigh as he finally lifted his head up, green eyes meeting brown.

“It’s nothing major, I’m being an idiot. My stomach hurts and I took some medicine but it didn’t work so…I was just…”

“…just?”

“Ugh, George please don’t make me ask.” Dream let out a whine that sounded suspiciously like a nervous giggle, and it was then that George realized what Dream wanted.

Dream wanted tummy tickles. And he was too shy to ask.

With a roll of eyes from the older boy, he lightly gripped Dream’s shoulder and guided him backwards until his back was against the bed, George moving to sit beside him. Dream looked confused at first, but once he saw George’s smirk he knew he had been caught.

“G-Geohorge.”

“Yes Dream?” With that, George lightly gripped the bottom of Dream’s hoodie, looking up at the blonde boy and waiting for a nod to let him know it was okay. When Dream inevitably started giggling out of excitement, George took that as his go ahead and pulled the hoodie up to his chest.

“Geohohorge!” Dream was laughing before George even touched down onto his tummy. The brunette took his two pointer fingers and ran them up and down the sides of his tummy, smiling as he watched the skin below his touch jump as Dream attempted to keep his laugh in check.

“Dre-heheam!” George fake laughed, mocking Dream’s tone and causing the boy below him to laugh a little louder at the tease. He didn’t know what to do with his hands, so he settled for gripping both hands into the hoodie bunched around his ribs.

George let the rest of his fingers join in, lightly and slowly wiggling around different areas of his tummy. He listened to how Dream’s laugh got a little more frantic the closer he got to his bellybutton. While George would normally attack Dream there until he laughed himself into silent laughter, he knew Dream wasn’t feeling great and decided to stick to lighter tickles to help relax his tummy.

When George looked up at the blonde boy’s face, he couldn’t help the smile of fond that spread across his face; Dream’s eyes were shut, his cheeks as pink as peaches while he giggled his little heart out. He still had his hands curled into his hoodie, his hands tightening whenever George hit a particularly sensitive spot on his tummy.

After a few minutes of giggles, George took mercy on the taller boy beside him and switched to rubbing the ghost tickles away, a permanent smile on his face as he saw how cozy and content Dream looked. George took the opportunity and cuddle into Dream, laying down himself as he continued to rub circles into Dream’s tummy. He let his eyes close, listening as Dream’s breathing evened out, laying in the comfortable silence between the two.

“George?”

“Hm?”

“Th-thank you for that. I feel a lot better than I did.”

“Of course, Dreamlee. Anytime.”

George giggled as Dream let out a flustered whine, rolling to hide his face into the smaller boys neck. George rolled his eyes fondly as his rubbed up and down Dream’s back, eventually helping the boy fall asleep.

“Goodnight, idiot.”

[slimeylee]

Day 16: Asking for tickles

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Dream and BadBoyHalo were practicing for the Minecraft Manhunt finale in a forest while they were waiting for George, Sapnap, Antfrost and Awesamdude. At the moment, they were both taking a break by the tree. They have already been practicing for three hours. Where the hell were those four? Anyways, Bad was really worried about Dream. He lightly twitched with every slight breeze that washed over them. He bit his lip, and his leg bounced up and down repeatedly.

"Dream, are you okay?" Bad asked, genuine sorrow in his voice. "E-Eh? Oh, I-Ihi'm fine, Bad." Dream stuttered. And it sounded like he giggled a little bit. Bad crawled to the tree opposite of where he was, where Dream had been. "If there's something wrong, you know you can tell me, right?" Bad put his hand on Dream's shoulder, and Dream flinched. Bad removed his hand immediately. "Oh gosh! Did I hurt you?! Is your shoulder okay?!" Bad's voice gained a more worried tone as he covered his mouth at the way Dream reacted. "Bahad.. I'm fihine." Dream said. "Are you a hundred percent sure? I can let the others know that we need to practice another time-" Bad was cut off by a groan from Dream.

"Bahahad.. C-Can you.. Ugh.." Dream facepalmed, more giggles flooding out of his mouth. Bad tilted his head at the struggle Dream was having to get that sentence out of his mouth. "I cahan't say ihit!" Dream whined. "It's okay. Uh, try spelling it out?" Bad was really curious on what Dream was trying to say. "No.. I cahan do it.." Dream said, before continuing his struggling.

"Dream, are you REALLY, REALLY sure you're o-"

"CAHAN YOU TIHICKLE ME?!" Dream yelled, pulling his knees up to his chest and hiding his face in embarrassment. Bad flinched at the fact that he screamed it out loud. "Sorry.." Dream muttered. "Aww! Why are you apologizing?! Of course I can, Dream!" Bad exclaimed, pulling Dream into a hug. Dream quietly sighed of relief as Bad snuck a one hand up the front of Dream's hoodie and his other hand up the back.

Bad smiled at the sudden screaming and hysterical laughter that emitted from Dream, as he dragged his nails gently up and down Dream's back and skittered his nails all over Dream's stomach and ribs.

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i wanted to make this a mix of 16 and 17 but i didnt, this is only 16

i might do 17 though! just for fun

anyways...

I LOVE LER BAD I DONT KNOW WHYYY SAHIOLEWFHLK

the thought of getting tickled by a fucking 9'2 demon is simply just oddly flustering?

but anyways, slimey out <3

-slime

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My Year in Writing

The new years resolution was to post at least One Thing for each month of the year, and I did more than that. Here's my 12 favorites.

January: 3 Meetings and a Llama Fandom: DSMP

Okay, only one fic in January, but this was unapolagetically "me", pretty funny, and I managed to win my first battle with CSS for the year.

February: Anything to make me feel less numb Fandom(s): DSMP, Destiny

Lots to choose from in February, but I'm happy with the emotions in this piece AND it kickstarted my friendship with @/arcaneglitch which is wild to think we've only known each other that long.

March: I felt a Funeral, in my Brain Fandom: 3rd Life/Double Life

Another month with lots to choose from (48 hour exchange woo!) But look. It Had to be. My baby of an AU, the one that got away from me and the one I fell in love with. STILL damn proud of this one.

April: it makes a fiery ring Fandom: 3rd Life/Double Life

Only thing for April. C'est la vie.

May: Who's on first? Fandom: Double Life

You know what? This was my year of weird AUs and I'm Living for it. This was fun as hell to write.

June: I'm still here (but all is lost) Fandom: 3rd Life

Look upon my works, ye mighty, and despair but the works are my continued battle with CSS. I'm fucking proud of this, AND I wrote it in like. A handful of hours. The writing is good too.

July: The known, the unknown, and the underknown Fandom: Destiny

Did you know I still write Destiny fic sometimes? Yeah! Anyway this was good and I love writing stuff with Team Cayde I should do it more often.

August: So in awe there I stood Fandom: Henry V

Ah, this was the month I got my hands on this film again and proceeded to get truly lost in the sauce. Still think this is my better work of anything for the month, and it was fun to poke around at his head. There's so much in that scene...

September: final focus Fandom: Henry V

A celebration of letting "good enough" be "good enough", this one was. I like occasionally just putting a snippet of dialogue together and then letting it float off into the wind like a butterfly.

October: Oberth Maneuver (Chapter 19) Fandom(s): DSMP, The Expanse

Mostly wins by default and the fact the conversation where they decide to chuck the Bell at Eros was really fun to write.

November: I hate to see you leaving (Fate worse than dying) Fandom: Henry V

See, I wrote a ton of ficlets for the spotify wrapped ask game but this was the only one I liked enough to crosspost. I think I nailed it, and I'm quite proud.

December: I feel like I win when I loose Fandom: Temeraire

My first fic for this fandom and the reason I waited until now to make this year in review post-because author reveals just happened. I'm doing a companion "fun facts/director's commentary" post in a second, but mostly... I love this. Another bit of me fighting with CSS for a really fun result even though the process made me want to cry.

And that's 2023! Hoping 2024 is just as good if not better.