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kaseyskat · 6 days

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forgot to post this yesterday but uhhhhhh tldr naddpod has consumed my life and i am channeling that into a marcanne eldermourne au which will mean absolutely nothing to everyone save maybe three people but hopefully i can translate the au well enough that yall enjoy it anyways

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“You don't have to do this," Marcy bites, her voice coming out weak and betraying her own fear. "I am your daughter."

"And my own daughter should have known better," her father says in return, with a practiced sigh. "If you tell us where your friend went, perhaps we can reconsider."

Marcy only grits her teeth– her father, surely, can read her own conviction in her eyes.

Truthfully, she was not supposed to be the one on the altar today. When her father learned that Marcy had been learning magic from Anne – Anne, the kind and gentle girl with the silver streaks in her fluffy brown hair, who had been just as much of an outcast as Marcy herself was in this village, who did not have to study in books to light fires and animate objects and could just do it naturally – he had offered Marcy alternative paths but said that Anne had to die, had to be executed, for her bad influence.

How could something so pure as Anne's magic be bad? Marcy, at the age of thirteen, does not understand.

But she had made her choice. She had made the choice in the form of stealing the generous wedding dowry her father had prepped for her, shoving the bags of coin that had been saved for her eventual nuptials into Anne's arms, and she had told Anne to flee, to escape. Marcy had assured her that she could talk her father down.

Marcy was wrong. And now Marcy is going to die and she is going to die knowing that the last time she ever saw her beloved best friend was in the form of fearful eyes tearfully leaving her behind.

#kasey writes stuff #marcanne #marcy wu #anne boonchuy #though she’s only mentioned here #man it’s been a minute since i’ve used amphibia tags #writing is slow rn cause i’m still chugging along listening to naddpod c3 but #soon i’ll be caught up and then. and then.

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sleepy--anon · 7 months

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Day 5: I'm Not Ticklish

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Reserved by @kasey-writes-stuff

This one's a little short

Punz felt like if he rolled his eyes any more they'd roll all the way back. He'd even given himself a headache. George had decided to play 20 questions with Punz weather he wanted to play or not. Questions ranging from favorite food to most embarrassing childhood memory. They both laid on his carpet, Punz on his back and George on his side.

"Ooooo! We've never asked you, where's your tickle spot?" George asked incredibly nonchalantly. In his defense, the dream team had thrown around that question when they first moved in together and answered honestly.

"I don't know what you’re talking about George, I'm not ticklish" Punz lied through his teeth, hoping he'd get away with it, but this is George we're talking about.

"Bullshit! There is no way you aren't! Come on! Just answer it and I'll leave you be" Punz shrugged his shoulders and just laid there, arms behind his head, eyes closed, and surprisingly stretched out. George narrowed his eyes at the blonde before poking at his underarms. Punz swallowed his initial squeak, forcing himself to be as still as possible as he clamps his lips shut.

"Come on Punz~ no use in hiding, I know you’re ticklish~ if you won't tell me where it is, I'll just find it~" George teased in his ear as he walked his fingers down his ribs. Punz's face cracked a little bit but he managed to get it back, his shoulder twitched at the tingly feeling on his ear. George was now closely watching Punz’s every move, he would get no leniency. He noticed how when he got to his lower side he twitched to right, George paused for a moment, flicking his eyes up to Punz who kept his eyes shut, attempting to appear unbothered.

"Bingo~" Was the last thing Punz heard before George jumped on his and massaged his thumbs into his hips. Punz’s damn broke, his eyes flew open, his hands shot to his wrists, his back arched, and he broke out into hysterical laughter.

"This it isn't it Punzy boy~? Hmm~?" Punz could only kick, squirm, scream, and laugh his little heart out because George would not relent.

"Answer me Punz~ is this it or should I keep looking~" Punz pulled at his hands and weakly slapped his arms, clearly being entirely sapped of energy. George slowed to little pulses so he could speak, he waited expectantly.

"OhohohOHOKAHAY! Yehehehes, THAHAHAHAT'S ihihit! PLEHEHEHEASE!" George, finally satisfied with his answer, hops off him, ruffling his hair.

"If I find out you're lying later it won't look good for you bud~"

"Look man, my thighs and knees are just as bad, it's that whole lower part of me, you found it now shush!"

#kasey tag #kasey writes stuff #augtickletober2023 #lee!punz #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #mcyt tickle fic #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #sleepy's fics

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awkwardtickleetoo · 7 months

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Sharing is Caring

another ficlet that is…… not….. ficlet length…. 😬👍

request from @kasey-writes-stuff !! from this ask :)

my girl hannah getting TWO fics just like she deserves 😔✊ and sylvee is featured in this one a bit toooo let’s get a round of applause for sylvee, also like she deserves 💕

switch!hannah, switch!sapnap, feat. george and sylvee, 1.7k words

enjoy!!

“It’s fucking cold out here, bro, where’s– oh my god, does Han– Hannah still has my fucking hoodie, doesn’t she?” Sapnap spoke aloud, mostly to himself but for anyone who happened to be near him to hear, sliding his phone into his pocket while he looked around to try and spot Hannah.

“Uh…” Sylvee, who was the one person in question that happened to be near him, hummed in thought, putting her hand above her eyes and standing on her toes, tilting her head up to look as well. She pointed forward, where Hannah and George were standing at a crosswalk slightly ahead of them, pulling Sapnap’s attention with her finger. “Looks like it, yeah,” She finalized, dropping her arm, swinging it slightly as they walked the rest of the way towards their other two friends.

“Hey, Hannah, can I have my hoodie back?” He asked when they made it there, stepping in front of the group as the light changed to allow them to get across the street.

“What? No, I’m still using it, you idiot,” She replied, pulling one of the sleeves over her hand and pressing her palm to her chest.

“But I’m fucking cold, and I need it back, so give it back!” Sapnap demanded as he turned around to face the rest of the group again, walking backwards a few steps before everyone else stopped before him.

“No! Take George’s jacket, he’s not even wearing it! And he has a hoodie on anyway!” She argued back, pointing at the jacket draped over George's arm.

“George doesn’t let me wear his clothes anymore!”

“What? Why not?”

“I don’t know! ‘Cause he’s a little bitch!”

“No, that’s not even true!” George cut in to defend. “You just keep stealing my stuff and hiding it and then you don’t give anything back when I want it back! So now I don’t share with you anymore.”

“You guys are both so stupid it’s not even funny,” Hannah said with a roll of her eyes.

“You take George’s jacket, then!” Sapnap argued, waving his hand between the two of them.

“That makes literally no sense when I’m already wearing this one! It’s not my fault George won’t give you his shit!” Hannah finished, pushing past Sapnap and starting to walk again, before she was stopped by him grabbing her arm.

“Hannah.”

“Ugh, my god, whaaaaat?!” She groaned exaggeratedly, throwing her head back as she turned to face him again, rolling her head forward to look at him with raised eyebrows.

“Hannah…” He said with a serious tone, mirroring her trying expression and tilted head. “I didn’t wanna have to do this, but…”

“Oh, please, I’m soooo scared. What could you possibly do to me that’s so bad?” She tainted, earning a knowing chuckle from both Sylvee and George from where they stood shoulder to shoulder behind Sapnap. She glanced at them, eyebrows furrowing in confusion and interest, before Sapnap continued.

“Hannah… If you don’t give it back, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to tickle you…” He explained, shrugging as if he had no other choice. She squinted at him, crossing her arms over her chest.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, but I would…” He replied, taking a step towards her, and she scoffed and turned away to keep walking.

“I don’t believe you for a seco–OND–!” She attempted to continue, but was cut off by a sudden yell when she felt a finger poke her in the side. She whipped around, throwing her hands towards the offending finger and successfully catching Sapnap’s wrist in her grip, glaring at him with wide eyes. “Don’t.”

“I tried to warn you.”

“He did warn you, to be fair,” George cut in again, the look on his face so smug it made Hannah want to punch it off.

“Shut up, George!” She yelled, glaring at him as well, and his smug smile only grew.

“Hannah. I’ll give you one more chance,” Sapnap warned, lifting his free hand up and wiggling his fingers at her. On instinct, she took a half-step back, pushing his arm that was still in her grasp further away.

“You’re being an idiot. I’m not giving it back.”

“Okay. Your funeral.” Sapnap shrugged, before suddenly reaching his free hand forward and clawed his fingers over her tummy, over the fabric of his purple hoodie that she had on.

“Sap!” She yelled, keeping her hold on his wrist with one hand and shooting her other hand to bat at the one doing the tickles. He giggled along with her, keeping the wiggling claw in action even through her pushing and smacking at his arm, relishing in the giggles he received and the pink tint on her cheeks that definitely wasn’t caused by just her makeup. “Nohoho!”

“You know what you have to do, Han,” He reminded her, his hand following her movements as she twisted her torso and took a few steps away.

“Nohoho wahahahay!” She denied again, shaking her head, the long strands of wavy hair left out of her ponytail swaying with her movements. She pushed him away again, but her reprieve only lasted a few seconds before there were fingers poking up and down her side like it was their job. “Sap, stohohohop!”

“You know what you have to do, Hannah, you know what you gotta do,” He explained, chuckling at her reactions and stepping forward with her.

He pulled his hands away for a moment, long enough to make it noticeable even if it was barely a few seconds, before he suddenly tasered both her sides, right at the dip of her waist where her cropped t-shirt ended below the hoodie. She squealed, whipping around fully once again, batting at his attacking fingers with one hand and covering her mouth with the other. Her cheeks turned even more pink as she heard the other three chuckle and giggle at her reaction.

“FINE! Fihine, I’ll gihive ihihit back, fuhuck off!” She caved, rolling her eyes and sighing in frustration.

“See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?” He said teasingly, pulling his hands back entirely and letting her calm down.

“You’re actually the most insane person on the planet, do you know that?”

“That’s the goal, thank you,” Sapnap replied with a smug smile, earning himself another scoff and head shake from her. He put one hand back out, gesturing with an upward-facing grabby hand towards the hoodie she still had on. “Give.”

“Fine. Freak.” Hannah pulled her right arm through the sleeve of the hoodie, pulling one half of it over her shoulder before moving to the other side. Sapnap smiled to himself, reaching forward and placing a single poke on the side of her now exposed stomach, making her flinch and whip her head towards him. “Sapnap, I will burn this hoodie in front of you, I swear to god.”

“Okay, sorry! Sorry. I’m done now, I promise.” He put his hands up in surrender, letting Hannah continue to yank the hoodie off and throw it at him, hitting him in the face and making the entire group burst out laughing. “Thank you. Everyone’s happy now,” Sapnap said as he slipped his own hoodie on, grateful that it was still comfortably warm from being worn by another person.

“Yeah, sure, everyone’s happy,” Hannah mumbled with a roll of her eyes, smiling and giggling when Sapnap simply raised his middle finger at her and then began walking towards their destination once again. The rest of the group followed him, Sylvee pushing slightly forward to fall in step with him again and Hannah and George a step behind and to the right.

After a few moments of walking, George cleared his throat, before extending his arm that had his dark red and blue jacket draped over it for Hannah to take.

“Can I?” She asked softly, and he nodded, a small smile on his face. “Thanks, George,” She said with an equally fond smile, making his grow sweetly as she took the jacket off his arm and slid it on, adjusting the sleeves and the collar as they continued walking. “At least someone in this group is my friend and cares if I’m cold!” She said, voice growing louder as she went on, making Sapnap turn his head around to her.

“Shut the fuck up, idiot!”

“You’re the idiot!”

“You’re both idiots!” George replied, making both arguing parties laugh, before Sapnap and Sylvee turned back to their previous conversation, causing George and Hannah to as well. George paused for a moment, chuckling to himself, thinking about his next move. “Hm…”

“What?” She asked, furrowing her eyebrows at him when he didn’t continue. He looked about ready to, then stopped, then he did again, and this time he actually did speak, after a moment of pausing again. “What is it, George?”

“You know you could, like… get him back, right?” He offered, squinting his eyes at her slightly. She considered for a moment, before smiling widely, her eyes growing bigger and more elated as she did so.

“Oh my god,” She began, looking over to Sapnap, then back to George. “You’re right, I actually can!” She wasted absolutely no time, taking a step to her left and another closer to Sapnap, before suddenly digging her pointer fingers and thumbs into the backs of his sides, as well as the dip of his waist, just like he’d done to her.

He squealed immediately, jumping forward and turning around to look at her with wide eyes.

“What the fuck?!”

“Apologize for being a dick.”

“What?! No! Absolutely not!”

“Okay. Your funeral,” She said with a smug smile, before latching her hands into his sides and tummy, squeezing and scribbling and scratching sporadically, going as far as to slip her hands under the hoodie to skitter her nails over his t-shirt to make him squeal and squirm.

“NOHO– Hahannahah!”

“Say you’re sorry!”

“Nohohoho, nehehever!” He laughed, pushing her away and running forward to escape her.

She followed him without question, and the rest of the evening consisted of George and Sylvee watching them chase each other around, playfully grabbing at and laughing with and tickling each other, never seeming to get tired of it, even as they got back to Sapnap’s car and knew the fun had to come to an end.

#thank you for the request kasey!!!#this was so so fun to do i love hannah and sap so much #cals writing #lee!hannah #ler!hannah #lee!sapnap #ler!sapnap #kasey writes stuff

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emmadoodlewrites · 10 months

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Lee!BBH and Ler!Skeppy ? 17. “Giggle one more time, I dare you.”

Thank you Kaseyyyyy <3

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While renovating their shared house, Bad actually managed to pull off a troll.

And a really good one at that! Skeppy was proud! But at the same time how dare Bad get him like this.

It was still very harmless; Bad managed to dye pretty much every dyeable block Skeppy was using an unflattering pink! Not that Skeppy had anything against the color, it's just NOT the color he was building with. He needed blue!

As Skeppy busied himself with dying everything back, the silence was once again broken by the annoying giggles of his friend next to him.

"Would you shut up!" Skeppy pouted and looked over at Bad where he sat at a nearby crafting bench.

Bad only laughed harder, "I'm sorry I'm sorry! I just can't help it. The look on your face hahahaha-"

Skeppy looked unamused, "Giggle one more time. I dare you."

"I'm sorry I'm sorry okay okay I'm done.." Bad covered his mouth to stop his giggles. He didn't wanna actually hurt Skeppy's feelings. But it was still so funny! Another titter escaped, right through his fingers and into the ears of his friend.

Oops.

"Alright! That's it!" Skeppy pounced followed by the squeal of a demon being tackled.

"Wahahahait! Ihihihi'm sohohohorry hahahaha!" Bad laughed out fully now. But this time it was not from the humor of the situation, but more from the diamond fingers digging into and tickling his sides and tummy.

"You find this funny now? Huh Bad? Isn't this hilarious?" Skeppy smirked as he kneaded into his best friend's ticklish skin. Dying back his belongings would have to wait.

#lee!badboyhalo #ler!skeppy #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #emmadoodle drabble #kasey writes stuff

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himbos-hotline · 2 months

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Def a manager

really? why? I always think id be to scatterbrained and adhd to do managing

#mouse has pals #kasey writes stuff

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kasey-writes-stuff · 6 months

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I wasn’t gonna post this was just gonna keep it for pretty boy’s eyes only but he’s asked me to post it so <3 hehe it’s not much just got hit with inspiration and motivation to write him a lil something for his birthday.. @mushiewrites

Dream clenched and unclenched his fists where they rested above his head. His cheeks were already light pink from pure anticipation just with George sitting on his thighs. George was grinning ear to ear where he sat.

“Are you ready Dream?”

Dream gulps softly and nods.

“Y-yea I’m ready.”

George nods smirking softly as he leans down and starts pressing gentle kisses to dreams upper tummy.

“Here we go! 1.. 2.. 3… 4..”

Dream squeaked bursting into giggles and clasping his hands together behind his head.

“EEK! Nhahaha eheheehe gehehehohorrrgehehe!”

George smiles mumbling into dreams tummy as he starts kissing the left side of it.

“If you make me lose count I’m gonna have to start all over idiot! 5..6..7..8…”

Dream shakes his head giggling his arms shaking his cheeks bright pink.

“Nahahah nehehe yooouuu cahahahnnnttt!”

George smirks softly at him moving to kiss the right side of it.

“Well it’s simple then just don’t make me lose count and I won’t have to start all over got it? 9..10..11..12.”

Dream nods squealing when George hits a particularly sensitive spot, his arms coming down just slightly for a moment but he quickly puts them back up grabbing the head board softly.

“EEP! Nehehhe thahahttt whahsss nohottt fahahaihirrr!”

George shrugs as he starts kissing his lower tummy.

“Fair schmair but either way I’m the one in charge here and I decided I wanna kiss every inch of your tummy so that’s what I’m gonna do! 13..14..15..16.”

Dream squeaks and bucks his tummy arching up into George’s lips involuntarily as his giggles turn to giggly laughter just a bit.

“EEK! NAHhahahaha HAHAHA nohoho NOHOTT thehrrrhehehe!”

George rolls his eyes as he places his lips just above dreams tummy button.

“We’ve been over this idiot I wanna kiss every inch of your tummy and that includes your lower tummy plus you’re literally pushing your tummy closer to my lips which means you really love it there! 17..18.”

Dream squeaks again his tummy arching again as his slight giggly laughter breaks into full blown giggly laughter his cheeks light red as he shakes his head in denial.

“EEK IHI dohoho nohHOHOTTT ihi CAHANNTT hehehllpPPP IHITT!”

George rolls his eyes unable to hold back a fond smile as his lips move to the right of dreams button.

“Yea yea I know you can’t but it’s not like even if you could help it that you would so shut up 19..20.”

Dream squeals this time as his grip on the head board tightens as he fervently shakes his head in denial.

“EEP NAHAHHA yoouu sHUHUTTT uhuhuppp IHIHI Tohotthahallyyy WWOOUHULLDD ihihifff IHI Couhuhlddd!”

George scoffs as he moves to the left of dreams button.

“Yes you’re saying that with your lips but your eyes and your blush tell a different story dreamie 21..22.”

Dream silently curses himself for his eyes giving so much away and for blushing so easily.

“NOHOHO thahattsss SOHO nohottt TTRUHUHEHE yoourrhehhee CCLLEHEHARRLYYYY sehehhihinggg WROHONGG cahuhusshehehe YOURHEHE SOHO ohohlddd!”

George tsks shaking his head blowing out a puff of air.

“Oh dream you’re such an idiot you should not have done that 23..24.”

Dreams eyes widen butterflies swirling his stomach as a million thoughts cross his mind wondering what George might do.

“NEHEH whahattt LIHIHIKKEHHE ihihimmm scHAHAREEHEHEDDD ohofff YOOOUUU plehehhahahssshehehe!”

George takes a deep breathe before moving his lips to right on dreams button.

“Just keep digging yourself a bigger hole Dream yea keep taunting me into doing worse and wait and see what’s gonna happen 25..”

Dream shrieks bursting into laughter his tummy arching the most into george's lips yet. Okay look kisses usually aren’t this bad for him but having so many and it being combined with the counting and George telling him he had to keep his arms up or else he’d start all over every time they fell down it all combined to make the poor puppy feel hyper sensitive to them.

“AEEH NAHAHHAA GEHEHEHEHOHOHORRRGGHEHE IHIHI CAHHAHNNNTTT!”

George snickers and pulls away.

“Relax you big baby I’m done.”

Dream starts to sigh a breathe of relief giggling residually but he’s cut off by George.

“Oho thahnkk-“

George clicks his tongue grabbing a toothbrush and flipping it on.

“With the kisses!”

Dreams eyes widen and he immediately starts pleading his hands flying down and trying to grab the toothbrush from George.

“Nonono please please georgie I can’t you know I- I- if the kisses did me that badly then that will literally kill me!”

George chuckles and shrugs, before placing it in dreams button.

“You should’ve thought about that before lying to me and sassing me, now lay here and take this for the next 25 seconds!”

Dream let out a small scream his body reaching a new height he didn’t know he was capable of nearly knocking George off in the process.

“AAH HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA NAHHAHAHAHAHHAA HOOHOHOLLLYYY COHOHOWWWW!”

George cant help the love struck smile as he watches Dream, his eyes shut tight, his cheeks red as a cherry, his ears pink as bubble gum.

“Mhm bet you’ll think next time before you speak won't you idiot?”

Dream nods tears beginning to prick at his eyes he’s just about at the edge of his safeword as he feels the toothbrush push in father.

“AHAHAHAHA IHIHI WIHIHILLL IHIHI WIHILLL IHIHI PROHOHOMMMIHISSHEHE PLEHEHAASHEHEH GEHEHOHORRRGGEHEHEE!”

George sighs softly a fond smile on his face as he mentally counts down the last few seconds before turning the brush off quickly pulling it out and sliding off the taller man.

“Alright alright it’s all over you’re okay now.”

Dream immediately curls up clutching his stomach as he giggles residually.

“Ohoho mihiyyy gohohsshhh”

George quickly goes and grabs a water from the kitchen returning moments later and carefully handing it to Dream.

“Here drink this.”

Dream slowly sits up taking the bottle his giggles subsiding a bit and opens it drinking a few small sips before placing it on the night stand beside him and laying back down making grabby hands.

“Thahahnkkk yoouu can I have cuddles now?”

George rolls his eyes fondly as he lays down behind the taller one arm wrapping comfortably around his torso as the other falls in his hair gently playing with it.

“You’re such an idiot.”

Dream nods smiling and sighing contently.

“Yea but at least I’m your idiot.”

The end

#Kasey writes stuff #lee!dream #ler!george

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fluffallamaful · 8 months

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Blissful and content?

from this post

ok this one was literally written for day 7 of lee dream month :,)))

🦙🦙🦙…

“SAp-NAP!!” Giggles flowed out of Dream freely now; the usual reaction to Sapnap’s embodiment of the ‘tickle monster’.

“Sapnap’s not here!” The younger growled, adding on a few raspy chuckles at the for effect. “The tickle most has been summoned here instead!”

Dream yelped as his wrists were transferred to George, flinching and squeaking when two hands slammed down firmly either side of his head.

“Ihihihi’m sohohohorry!!” He tittered, squealing when Sapnap’s breath was felt against his left ear. “sTAHahahap!!”

“The tickle monster’s been taken away from his very busy schedule, and alllll because of youuuuu..” Dream squealed as a raspberry was blown into his neck, squirming and tittering at the sensation.

🦙🦙🦙…

#llamas concepts #llama asks #kasey writes stuff #llamas ugly previews #lee!dream #ler!sapnap

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avg-tummy-enjoyer · 3 months

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6. Would love dat!! 😋😁🫡

#thanks for the ask!#kasey writes stuff

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covenofwives · 8 months

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Little red and white spots?

For as long as Dream knew George, he’d always had the mushrooms on his arms and he’d always hidden them. It took a good few years before he even trusted Dream and Sapnap enough to show them, but the two held no judgement. George never seemed ashamed of them but he disliked looking at them, as he would describe it. When he wore his t-shirt he would wrap them up, but there were some days the mushrooms would be too sensitive to be covered. So George would keep the bandages off, and he’d stay inside.

“You should have told me they were bothering you.” Dream said as he walked further into the room. George’s home was practically his second home, as his home was for George.

“You were busy, so…” George shrugged. “It’s not like I need watched over.”

“No but you’re alone. We could have hung out if you told me.”

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George keeps himself indoors to give his arms a break from being constantly wrapped, revealing he has little mushroom patterns all over his arm. Dream goes to check on George and partly make him feel better about his spots and shows George how cute they can be

#kasey writes stuff

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ticklish-wallflower · 2 months

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3, 13 and 18?

(from this post)

hi u lil menace <3

3 - Do you have spots you consider off limits because they’re too ticklish?

I doooo. I don't really let anyone touch my feet except for a few select people I trust with that. also....maybe a certain spot on my tummy, which again, only a few people are allowed to touch 🫠

13 - Have you ever been asked, “Are you ticklish?” right before or during an unintentional tickling situation?

I haveeee I have. many times. and it's never any less flustering

18 - What % lee/ler are you?

it definitely depends on my mood and who I'm speaking to. I'd say default is probably 90/10, lee being 90% and ler being 10%, but it can be 75/25 sometimes, and I dont miiiind switching, I'm just a lee at heart 🙄

#asks #kasey writes stuff #thank u kasey <3

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kaseyskat · 1 month

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very late wip weds ummmm can i offer post canon lovesongs. that's all the finale stuff yall are gonna get from me probably cause it's the only thing i can think about im obsessed with their potential

#dndads #kasey writes stuff #dndads spoilers #sparrow oak garcia #nicky foster #nicky swift #i don't remember which nicky tag to use WHOOPS #lovesong #posts for like three people on this website. they just make me ill

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mushiewrites · 10 months

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3 and 4 for lee punz ler dream?

from this post!

my lil blondies <3 my drunz heart <3

3 - “Let’s see what happens when I touch right here” / 4 - “Not the reaction I was expecting, but this is even better!”

(lee!Punz / ler!Dream : 406 words)

“Let’s see what happens when I touch riiiiight…..here!” Dream held out the word as he waved his hand through the air over Punz, who was trapped between the blonde and the corner of the couch in the dream team’s living room. Suddenly there was a hand squeezing above his knee, pinching hard and fast and making him kick his legs out with a squeal.

“Dream! Stohohop! You’re- you’re beheheing an idiot!” Punz squirmed against the couch cushions, sliding down the seat slightly and hiding his face in his hands as he laughed. He stomped his feet against the ground and shrieked when Dream added his other hand to the mix, now kneading into both of Punz’s thighs to make him scream.

“Not the reaction I was expecting, but this is even better!” Dream watched as the older boy continued to squirm and kick, giggling along with him when Punz groaned through his laughter at the comment. He continued to thrash under Dream’s hands, sliding down a bit more and causing his hoodie to rise up the more he moved. The strip of pale skin caught his attention immediately, and suddenly a hand was digging into Punz’s lower tummy.

“NOHOHO!” Punz wailed, stomping against the floor with the purpose of pushing himself back up to adjust his shirt. His hands flung down to grab at the fabric, but it was too late - Dream had snaked his hand under the hoodie, now scribbling up to his ribs as his other hand continued to squeeze at the boy’s thighs.

“Geez, Punz, you’re really ticklish, huh? Looks like we might have to do some experiments…”

“WHAHAT?! Nohoho! Fuhuhuck off!”

“How about under your arms, Punz? Is that a bad spot?” Dream asked, his smirk growing bigger as Punz’s face turned bright red at the question. He watched as Punz subtly pressed his arms tighter to his sides, shaking his head from side to side as nervous giggles poured from him.

“Oh Punz, don’t you know it’s wrong to lie?”

Dream’s hands wormed themselves under Punz’s arms before he could answer, making him cry out with a squeak and falling into hysterics almost immediately. As much as Punz pleaded and begged for forgiveness, Dream was determined to explore the blonde boy’s spots and showed him no mercy. They spent the rest of the afternoon like this - Dream exploring all the sensitive spots on his friend as he laughed himself silly.

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