#sap sap sappity sap

[semperama]

max/daniel - things you said when we were on top of the world 🤍

“Why are you filming this?” Max asks. He’s red-faced and breathless, but Daniel probably is too; he turns the camera around on himself for the sake of fairness and gives it a big grin and a thumbs up.

“Memories, Maxy,” he says. He films Max for a couple more seconds, long enough to catch his eye roll, then stops the recording and slips his phone back into his pocket. The sun is finally peeking up over the hills, warming the air enough that Daniel unzips his jacket. If he rubs at his own chest, trying to ease the knot of anxiety there, he hopes Max doesn’t notice.

“You can’t remember things if you don’t film them?” Max asks, and normally Daniel is the world’s foremost expert in interpreting Max’s tone, but this time, he can’t do it. For weeks now, he’s been second-guessing everything. Is Max happy here in LA? Is he happy with Daniel? Daniel has planned this hike down to the last little detail—early morning to avoid other people, the tomato soup in the thermos in his bag, the playlist he made on his phone for when they reach the overlook—but now that they’re actually here, he can’t tell if Max is enjoying it, if he really wants to be here at all.

“Sure I can,” Daniel says, “but not in 4K high-def.” He knocks his shoulder into Max’s. It makes them both stumble a little, but it makes Max smile too, which was the goal.

“I think maybe my face was not meant to be seen in HD anyway,” he says.

Daniel scoffs, slinging an arm around Max’s shoulder and pulling him in so he can place a loud, smacking kiss on his cheek. “I love your face,” he says, and the way Max giggles drains some of the tension out of him. Not all of it, but some.

The view from the top isn’t the greatest, Daniel has to admit. The city stretches out endlessly, covered in a layer of haze—morning mist or smog or both. He and Max have both seen some fucking amazing places in all their travels, and this urban sprawl doesn’t really compare. But it is home, and there are some wildflowers brushing Max’s shins, and the sky is so blue it’s unreal; this will have to do.

They sit on a boulder, pressed together at shoulder and thigh, and Daniel opens his bag and pulls out the goodies he brought—the soup and a few slices of baguette and some cheese from a ridiculously overpriced grocery store Kristen turned him onto.

“Soup for breakfast?” Max asks.

“Complaining?” Daniel asks, grinning as Max predictably tears into the food with enthusiasm.

“Not really.” Max takes a sip from the thermos, then hands it to Daniel. “Are you going to tell me what is the special occasion?”

Daniel tucks his hands between his thighs. He’d take Max’s hand instead, but he doesn’t want Max to see them shaking and know how nervous he is. “No special occasion,” he says with a nervous chuckle. “I just, uh. I wanted to ask you something.”

Max looks at him expectantly, a half-eaten slice of baguette hanging limp and forgotten in his hand. Daniel should be used to this by now—he’s had Max’s undivided attention for years—but sometimes it still catches him off guard. Of all the things Max could be doing, all the people he could be with, he’s here with Daniel.

Daniel swallows hard, looks out over the valley below them, and says, “What do you think about moving in with me?”

He expected an immediate answer—a blunt “of course” or “no thanks”—so it’s surprising when instead he hears a laugh. Daniel glances over at him, a plume of panic spreading outward from his chest. He knew it. He knew he was misreading something. Max’s interest in him isn’t as deep as all that. They’re just having fun, and stupid, stupid Daniel blew it out of proportion in his head, and—

“Daniel,” Max says. He sets his uneaten food down on Daniel’s bag, brushes crumbs off his hands, and then grips Daniel’s wrist, gently pulling it out from between his thighs so he can twine their fingers together. “Daniel,” he says again, “I have been here for six months.”

Daniel blinks, shakes his head. Has it really been that long? “Oh,” he says, “I thought—”

“When you told me I could stay with you, is this not what you meant?”

Daniel thinks back to the first couple weeks Max was staying with him, fresh off retirement and unsure of himself. He kept asking Daniel unanswerable questions, moaning and groaning about how he didn’t know what to do with himself. Eventually Daniel told him to just stay—just stay—and Max had nodded, said okay, and the questions had stopped. Daniel assumed he was still considering his options, but it seems now that Daniel has, as usual, been a complete idiot.

Daniel squeezes Max’s hand. It’s hard to hold his gaze, embarrassed as he is, but he makes himself do it anyway. He wishes all of this was as easy for him as it was for Max. Commitment is like breathing for him. He’s so comfortable with loyalty, and with things staying the same. Daniel fucking loves that about him, even if he’s awful at it himself.

All he knows is that he needs to try his best to keep Max, even when it’s hard. Even when he’s terrified. Because he’s much more terrified that one day he’ll wake up and Max will be gone. “Well, I went to all this trouble,” he says, voice shaking. “The hike and the soup and all that. Seems a shame to waste it on a question I already knew the answer to.”

Max starts to shake his head, exasperated. “It’s fine. You—”

“Want to get hitched then?” he asks. Should he have a ring? Do men do that, when they ask other men to marry them? He has no fucking clue. He’s never even been close to wanting to ask this particular question. He’s never looked at someone and thought he wanted to look at them forever. It’s always been, This is fun for now. Or, I like you for now. But he likes Max forever. He knows that, in this moment, with more certainty than he’s ever felt anything.

Max is still shaking his head. "You should not ask that unless you mean it," he says. “Is that really what you want?”

If Daniel wavers, it's only because the lump in his throat keeps him from speaking. “Yeah,” he finally manages to croak out. He puts his other hand on top of Max’s, looking down at their clenched fingers while he tries to get control of himself. When he looks up again, he hopes Max sees certainty in his eyes, underneath the fear. “I do if you do.”

A smile spreads across Max’s face, slow and sweet, and he gives the answer Daniel was hoping for all along: “Of course.”

#maxiel #f1 #my writing #sap sap sappity sap #thank you and all those who sent prompts for being patient #i am slow!! #but i enjoyed writing this

[ellivenollivander]

Even though my one year anniversary in this fandom isn’t for a few more months I just want to say how happy I am to be here.

I have met some of my very best friends in the world over this silly little game. (@skittish1807 & @imagrindylow, @applinsandoranges I love you three to BITS ❤️)

Despite going through a really rough moment recently where I nearly deleted everything and left the fandom, I’m so glad that I didn’t because I’ve never been so comfortable and happy in a fandom space before and I’m so happy I did not allow one single bad moment to ruin this space entirely for me.

I love hogwarts legacy, and everyone who works tirelessly to create original fan content for it. For free. I’m not going anywhere, and I am SO excited to see what else is to come from all of your beautiful minds. ❤️

#hogwarts legacy #SAPPY SAP SAPPITY SAP PERSONAL POST #IM SORRY #ELLI IS A BIG OL SENSITIVE SOFTIE AT HEART

[kittlesandbugs]

A little Saturday morning Chargestep sap. 300 ish words, no warnings. Just something I think about a lot. Ortega POV.

You find her in the kitchen, staring into your fridge. You're surprised by what she's wearing, given carte blanche to take what she needed from your wardrobe. But she's always gone for full coverage before, long sleeves and legs. Now a bright white tank top hangs loose on her thinner shoulders, exposing light brown skin and acid orange lines in the illumination of the open fridge. A pair of your Charge boxers, drawstrings cinched tight and hanging low. More skin, and orange down just past her knees, meeting up with the thick old Psychopathor scar running up her calf. 

More skin than she's ever voluntarily shown outside the bedroom. It's still dark out, 3 am, street lights creeping in at the edge of the blinds. But it's something and it makes your chest feel tight. She feels safe enough to do this. Be comfortable and casually exposed in your apartment. 

She pulls the carton of apple juice from the fridge, uncaps it, brings it to her lips. You stifle your snort. That explains why you've been going through it so quickly, with no extra dishes as evidence. She chugs it down like a desert wanderer who found an oasis, recaps and returns it with a satisfied sigh, and closes the fridge. 

"I see you've made yourself at home."

She jumps, spins, swears, and you catch a beam of light reflecting off narrowed silver eyes. 

"You said I should, idiot," she grumbles, arms crossed defiantly over her chest, daring you to object. 

You can't, any more than you can contain the smile as you approach. It's almost like a dream. You had years of them after Heartbreak, between bouts of depression and drunken hallucinations that couldn't drown them. Until suddenly she was back in your life. Back in your kitchen. She's here, solid and real and warm in your arms, beautiful and bus-haired, tasting like apples and morning breath as you kiss her. 

"It's all I ever wanted."

#kitbug writes things #Fhr #Chargestep #Ricardo ortega #Sidestep #Riley owens #tidbits and snippets #Sap sap sap sappity sap #I just think about domestic fluff a lot okay

[leggalese]

as if I even need to say what time it is...

yes i am a sappity sap sap, let me live ok?

#ace attorney fanart #ace attorney #fanart #doodle #wrightworth

[lepartiprisdeschoses]

Sappity sap

[minp1072]

Slaps another chapter down, as if it’s an accomplishment, and hasn’t been half-written since chapter two. NEVER MIND, it’s here, anyway, and the new stuff is all sap. Schmaltz. Sap. Love it, wallow in it, hate it, whichever, I regret nothing.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10848402/chapters/44898652 https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12479569/18/Desiderata

#blacklist #the blacklist #lizzington #fanfic #writing #Desiderata #sappity sap sap #soooooo sappy #I needed it #okay

[dinoplushie96]

First post!!!!

Summary: You are dating Georgenotfound and on one of your streams with him and the others in the dream team Dream is begging George to say he loves him but George decides to do something else. Also the fans know about you and George.

Pronouns: She/her I can change it to they them if you guys want me to just ask and I am happy to

Requests: Open :)

Warnings: None its just fluff

Also anything in bold is chat.

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“Hello my lovelies. Welcome to another stream I hope you are all having an amazing day. Today is a chill stream the boys are going to be joining me in a bit so it might become loud and chaotic knowing them haha but ya. So just get a snack and enjoy” you say as you turn down the music and change to the game screen (your faceless btw).

User174948:Hellllloooo!!!

User1364: OMG she is bacccckkk we missed you!

User1735:1 feel like dream and sap are going to be third wheeling the whole time haha

User9649:Stop why is she so nice she has barely said anything my heart cant

...

You get a text from the group chat:

Green boi: Can we join now your slow

Sapppity:  You know you love our chaoticnes dont lie

Green boi: She loves us she just to afraid to show it smh

Bubba <3 (george): Guys she is taking her time talking to chat let her be

Green boi: SIMP

Sappity: Simp

Bubba <3: I AM NOT A SIMP

You: yes you are but its okay

You: Also look who is the slow one now hurry  up

Bubba <3: I cant be a simp im colorblind 

Geen boi: Thats not how it works

Sappity: George how many brain cells do you have

Bubba <3: More than you

Bubba <3: Insert tea kettle 

Green boi: That was funny tho

You: JOIN

GeorgeNotFound joined

Dreamwastaken joined

Sapnap joined

“Thank you” you say quietly

“HIIII” All of the boys say in unison

“Hi” you say excitedly

“That was cute” George slipped out

“WHAT” Dream yelled in-between laughs

“Did I say that out loud?” George asked you could tell he was embarrassed so you try and help

“Not as cute as you ;)”

“T-thank you” George said he was definitely blushing and you wanted to see his cute little face when he blushed so you messaged him on discord.

You:Hey

Him:Hi :)

You: Turn your camera on:)

Him:why?

You: I want to see your cute face

You heard him giggle slightly through the call.

Him: Only if you do to

You:Hmmmm

Him: Deal or no deal

You:Deal

Him: :)

You see his camera turn on swiftly you turn on yours too. You see his smile grow when your camera turns on. You give him a small wave and watch his cheeks turn a light red. 

You had been tuning out the conversation between Dream and Sap but when you tuned in you just got confused something about forks?

“Are you guys done talking about random stuff” You asked

“Me getting murdered by a nasty fork is not stupid” Dream yells

“what I think I missed something”

“Indeed you did I will tell you later”

“okay haha” 

---Time skip because I am really lazy -----

“Come on george just tell me you love me george its not hard” Dream says

“Omg dream no”

“Whyyyyyy its easy just say dream I love you. Its that easy”

“Dream.... I... am not going to”

“Ohhh he got you at the beginning”Sap commented

“He did :(”

“Wow I feel bad for y/n she is just going to be like ‘I love you’ and George will just say thanks” Sapnap says

“Wow wow wow don't bring me into this I have been very clear he can take his time”

“Healthy girlfriends 2021″ Dream buds in laughing at his own joke

“Omg” George rolls his eyes

George looks at you and smiles than makes a heart with his hands. You blush a dark shade of red hoping he doesn't notice. Spoiler he does and chuckles at you. 

“George just say I love you Dream please. I love you”

“Oh my gosh I will say I love you okay” George says

“LETS GOOOO”

“Are you ready okay everybody clip this GeorgeNotFound saying I love you oooo”

“We are all ready just say it george” Sapnap says, eager to hear it.

“I-” George pauses and looks at you through the screen “love you y/n”

“WHAT” Dream screams

“Y-you do?”

“Of course I do love I love you to the moon and back the only thing that has changed is now you know” He says

“I love you too”

“That shit was cute not going to lie” Sapnap buds in

“dream you can’t lie that was cute” 

“It was BUT GEORGE SAY YOU LOVE DRRRRREEEEAAAMM not y/n”

“no”

“So you can say you love her but not me”

“Dream I love you but I love her more”

 A/N: Hey I hope you liked it give me feedback and send requests please anyways I love you all make sure to eat and drink water your body needs it. Also take your medication if you need to. You are loved and have a good day :).

#Dream Team #dream smp #dream #george x y/n #mcyt x reader #mcytumblr #george mcyt #sapnap #y/n #minecraft #georgenotfound

[kasey-writes-stuff]

i have a request!!

ler gogs ler quackity lee sap: they’re streaming together and obvs gogs and quack bounce around a lot more than sap does. basically they go feral and accidentally find out that saps ticklish and mess with him for it.

kinda love the idea that sap is too stubborn to admit that he’s ticklish hehe.

Woo I finally got this finished!

Debates ending in laughter

George, Quackity and Sapnap had met up and were doing their first official stream together! Karl would’ve been there but he was stuck filming for mr beast and Dream was at a family reunion so thus the three were left alone! They had decided to do a Q&A and despite it being titled “chill Q&A with the boys!” It was anything but chill! Currently the three were debating over whether apple juice or orange juice was better and it was semi calm at first seeing as Quackity and George agreed but things quickly grew less calm when sap said he leaned more towards orange juice…

“I’m just saying I like both but I lean towards orange juice” George shook his head “Well you’re wrong that’s just wrong” “what do you mean wrong ?! It’s an opinion?! And most importantly my opinion so it is definitely not wrong!” Quackity shook his head smiling a bit “man I gotta agree with George here you’re wrong” sapnaps mouth gaped open “Quackity how could you?!” George giggled softly “Quackity is just cultured and has good opinions unlike you sapnap” sapnap scoffed and lightly shoved George and George shoved back to sap shoved back and George shoved again and sap shoved again sap poked at George’s chest and so George went to poke at saps chest but accidentally poked his ribs instead

Sapnap jumped and squeaked as an instant pink tint could be seen on his pale cheeks “EEK!” Quackity and George looked at each other and then at sapnap,

Quackity was the first one to speak “Oh sapnap.. what was that?” He had a devious grin as did George “yea sapnap what was that squeak about?” Sapnap cleared his throat as he says “what what squeak? I didn’t squeak you guys must be hearing things” Quackity shook his head smiling excitedly “no no you definitely squeaked! George what did you do?! Do it again!” George shrugged “all I did was poke him like this” George poked sap again and sap once again squeaked but George kept poking which make giggles begin to slip past sapnaps lips and so that’s when it clicked for Quackity!

“Oh I get it I get it! Sapnap here seems to be a little ticklish” sapnap was quick to disagree but his nervousness and voice crack gave away the true answer “WhAt no I’m nOt!” George Quackity both burst into giggles at his voice crack and George rolled his fondly saying “yea sure like we believe that” he looked to Quackity who had a big excited smile on his face and they both nodded, Quackity quickly got up and held sapnaps arms above his head while George straddled his waist! Sapnap had already begun pleading “guys guys guys you really don’t have to do this!”

Quackity shrugs and says “Well yea sure we don’t have to but we want to! Only if you want to tho dude” sapnap blushes brightly he’s thankful that Quackity is being sure he’s okay with this but something about admitting he was okay with this was very flustering…he couldn’t find the way to use his words so he just nodded his head yes softly, Quackity and George smile brightly and usually they would tease him about something like this but opted not to seeing as he was already so flustered.. George smiles softly “okay so where should we start?” Quackity thinks for a moment and says “hmm try his sides” George nods as he begins poking at sapnaps sides

Sapnap squeaked as he shifted back and forth with each and every poke “eek! Geeheohohrrgehehe!” George smirked softly “what sapnap can’t take a little poking? I’m barely doing anything” Quackity giggles softly using his over exaggerated British accent as he “aww is sappity nappity too ticklish for the pokey wokeies?” Sapnap blushes darkly as he giggles “friihihicckkk ohohofff duhuhuddhehehe!” George snickers softly “wow sapnap if you’re giggling this much from just some poking I can’t wait to see what happens when I do this” he begins digging into sapnaps sides! Sap shrieks and falls into laughter “AhAH GEORGEHHE HAHAHAAHA!”

George smirks softly “wow sapnap never knew you were so ticklish!” Quackity nods excitedly “yea man why would you keep this from us?! This is pure gold!” Sapnaps face turned even redder at their teasing as he says “ BEHEHEHECCHAHAHUHUHUSEHEHE IHIHIHI KKNHEHHEWWW YOOUU WOOUULDDD AHAHBBUHUSSHEHWHE. IHIHITT EEEEP!” He squealed as George switched to vibrations along with a mixture of random squeezes, also his statement was a bit of a lie while he did know they would abuse his ticklishness he didn’t actually not tell them because of that… the true reason he didn’t tell them was because he was too embarrassed to ever bring it up, he actually didn’t mind them abusing it a bit and to be honest he more than didn’t mind it he liked it… he just silently hoped they wouldn’t realize that but unlucky for sapnap they did indeed realIze it

George snickers softly “well for someone who didn’t tell us because he knew we would abuse it you certainly haven’t tried to get away” Quackity nodded in agreement “yea sapnap you’re definitely stronger than both of us yet you haven’t even tried to get away why is that?” Seeing as sapnaps face could not go much redder his ears began to turn red, George paused his tickling for a moment to give sap a small breather and allow him to answer “ihihihi uhuhuh ihihi ihihittsss hahaharddheherrr fahhacihihinngg ahahggahahinnsstt yoouuu ahahttt the same time..” Quackity rolled his eyes chuckling softly “yea uh sure, hey sapnap why are your ears so red?” Quackity gently traces the outer shell of one or sapnaps ears

Sapnap squeaks as soft melty giggles pour out “eeek! Nhahaha dohonnttt dohoho tthahahattt!” George’s eyes widen as he smiles brightly “No way! Look at him he’s practically a puddle of jelly! You should try his neck next!” Sapnaps head snaps up at George’s words “NONONO DONT!” George’s smile morphs into a devious grin “why not sapnap is your neck too ticklish? Can it not handle the tickly tickles?” Quackity laughed at George’s teases as he joins in “yea sappynappy is your neck too ticklish for me to even do this?” All he did was place his hands on saps neck and sap flinched a small quivering smile on his face, George couldn’t help but laugh softly at cute it was “no way he literally can’t look at him he’s already about to break!” Quackity maneuvered his head so he could see sapnaps face and he broke into laughter

“PHAHAHhhaha dude no way! So imagine what would happen if I-“ he began fluttering his fingers all around sapnaps neck making his neck instinctively turn and twist on every way possible to try and escape the sensations “EE QUACKITY NOHOHO AHAHAHEHEHE HAHAHEHHEHHAHAHHA FRIHIHICCKK!” George shook his head “Sapnap I literally don’t understand how you were able to hide this from us for so long, is this why you always wear hoodies?” Sapnap through his laughter manages to say “NOHOHO IHIHI JUHUHUSSTT LIHIKKEHE HOHOHDDIHIHIEHESSS”

Quackity rolls eyes his light heartedly as he stops and says “whatever you say man” George hums softly as he says “where should we go next? Maybe….here?” He experimentally pokes at both sapnap’s armpits giggling when he sees sapnaps arms twitch, sap squeaks as he shakes his head “eek! Nohowherhehe you should go nowhere” Quackity smirks before using sapnaps words against him “oh trust me sapnap I don’t think we’ll be going anywhere for at least a few more minutes haha” George giggles softly rolling his eyes fondly at the two before wasting no time scribbling in sapnaps armpits

Sapnap squeals as he twists back and forth, half heartedly trying to get his arms down “EEP GEORGE NOT THERE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA FRRIHIHICCKKK HEHAHAHAHHAHA!” George smirked a bit as he says “oh ticklish armpits sapnap how cute!” Sapnap blushes bright red as he says “SHUHUTTT UHUHUPP IHIHIMM SUHUHURREHEE YOOUURRRSS AHHARRHEHE JUHUHUSSTT AHASS BAHAHDD” George blushed lightly and Quackity laughs “geheheohorrggehehe your sohoho pihinkk!” George grumbles softly “shut up I’m sure yours are just as bad as well” Quackity immediately shut up looking away his face now pink…

George simply smirks as he begins focusing on the middles of sapnaps pits making him shriek “gAH GOHOHOGGYY NHAHHAAHAHAHAHA!” George grins “oh are the middles the worst hm? Well I won’t stay here too long I still wanna get that tummy of yours” Quackity nods “yea sap I bet your tummy is really ticklish isn’t? I bet you can hardly take it” A few moments pass and George stops and just rests his hands on sapnaps shirt, sapnap giggles residually gratefully taking in air “hohollyy frihihicckk yooouuu guhuhyysss ahharrhehe rhehehahallyy gohohoddd ahahttt thihihiss”

Quackity smiled brightly “Thank you thank you I take a lot of pride in being good at this” George snickers softly “yea thanks for the compliment, you ready to finish now?” Sapnap nods shyly “yea sure…” George nods smiling very slightly “so uhm are you good with me lifting your shirt?” Sapnap hesitantly nods “uh sure” George lifts it just enough to expose his tum button and curiously pokes around his stomach, sapnaps stomach jumps at each poke and he squeaks falling into giggles “eek! Geheheohohorrgehehe juhuhusstt gehehettt ihihitt ohovvehehrr wihihitthh dohohonnttt thehehahahseee”

Quackity scoffs softly “dang someone’s impatient” George laughs a bit “ohohkay then you asked for it” he began quickly skittering and scratching his blunt nails all around sapnaps tummy! Sapnap squealed as he fell into soft laughter “EEP GOGS ahahAHAHAH!” Quackity’s eyes widened slightly before narrowing as he blushed slightly “dang his stomach is pretty bad” his blush was due to the realization while sapnaps stomach was pretty ticklish it wasn’t near as bad as his own…. Suddenly sap shrieked bringing Quackity back to the situation at hand “EEE GOGS NOT THE BUTTON!”

George smirks softly “oh? Not the button? Is this little button too ticklish?” Sapnap nods softly and George softens a bit “well I won’t stay here too long then okay?” Sapnap smiles gratefully and Quackity smiles at the softeness of it all, usually he would make a joke about how sappy all of this is but he decided not to, George quickly dipped his finger in wiggling it around! Sap shrieked again as his back involuntarily arched up “AAhh HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA NNAHAHHAHA!” True to his word George only kept it up a few short seconds before stopping

“Hey sapnap can George try one more thing?” Quackity curiously asks, through his tired giggles sapnap says “yehehahhaa ihihi gehehuhuhuss” Quackity smiles excitedly “George do you know what a raspberry is?” George nods “yea it’s a fruit duh” Quackity rolls his eyes as he says “no no no not that kind! Here switch positions I’ll do it” and so they swiftly switched positions and Quackity wasted no time leaning down and blowing the biggest raspberry he can over sapnaps tum button!

Sap actually screamed before falling into silent laughter! “AAAAHHHH QUACK ………….” Upon his silent laughter George immediately let go of sapnaps arms and Quackity began rubbing away the excess tickles as sapnap giggled residually “You good sapnap?” Sapnap nods through his giggles “yehehehahaha” suddenly George gasps and they both turn to look at him and Quackity is first to speak “what?” George blushes as he says “uhm we forgot about stream…” Sapnap immediately sits up and looks at the camera and then slides down into the floor

Quackity laughs a bit not at sapnap though but at the ridiculousness of them forgetting to turn it off and how none of their friends bothered telling them… or so they thought but actually they all just forgot they had so not disturb on on their phones so they didn’t get any notifications though to be fair Dream can get through George’s do not disturb so Dream must’ve just not tried to get through… They quickly wordlessly end stream and promptly all break into laughter

Sapnap is first to speak “well that’s definitely getting clipped” George nods “oh please it’s probably already trending on Twitter!” Quackity nods in agreement “I bet vod channels are already uploading it right now” suddenly sapnap smiles a bit deviously “so next Q&A which one of you is getting wrecked?” Quackity and George blush stuttering and pointing at each other “definitely him!” George says, “no no no George started this so it should definitely be him!” Sapnap laughs “I’m sure they’ll be many more Q&As in the future so I’ll get you both back eventually, now I’m starving let’s go get food”

And so the night was spent rather uneventful apart from the shared laughter at Twitter

The end

#asks #fluffallamaful #lee!sapnap #ler!george #ler!quackity

[willowbird]

yeah. remember that ‘chat with kevin’ scene? the one that was supposed to be quick and angsty?

FOUR AND A HALF THOUSAND WORDS LATER

we prove that all I am is just a big ole sappity sap sap. mushy gushy. i’m a tootsie roll wrapped in cotton candy that goes “hiss hiss imma jawbreaker” then like falls apart like a pixie stick the second you test my mettle

sigh

#the writing process #bite your tongue fic #kevin and andrew #aftg #aftg fanfic #im a fucking sap #i have no spine #lets just rename this whole fic 'softy mcsoftown comes to snuggle' #itd be more accurate at this point

[fightwithyouinmysleep]

Sappity sap sap.

So vee. My precious lil sister. The angel of sweet things. The light in my life. WHO HAS BEEN PUTTING UP WITH ME FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG. I love you. I love everything you do. Your personality is so great. Don’t you DARE let anyone tell you otherwise. I love how you always seem happy and how you actually confide in me for things? Wow.

I love ya!

I'm trying not to cry here cause...AJNEJRSNJSNSS I LOVE YOU.

I'm sending you an ask to tell you just how much I love you so be ready lmao.

[lemonbreadd]

sap sappity sap sap sap

re reading homestuck is 👌 👌 👌 👌 👌

#homestuck #hs #imma tag it hiveswap too lol #hiveswap #johndave #davejohn #pepsicola #peepsicola #my boys im crying #let them be happy...er #my art #john egberrt #dave strider #davesprite #my backgrounds sucks ass #but w/e practice asshole #sfw #duh #john egbert #Lemonbreaddraws

[nish-s-random-writing]

*looks around* Could I get some fluffy FRUKUS on Christmas morning??? Please?? If not, then I'm perfectly fine with getting UKUS

a/n: I’ve had so much fun writing this! Thanks for the request~

WARNINGS: France x UK x US, polyamorous relationship, implied sexual themes, overwhelming sappity-sap-sap, christmas fluff is christmas fluff

Waking Up to You (FRUKUS Christmas one-shot)

There was a certain comfortable haze to waking up in theearly morning.

No, not the type where one is blasted in the ear by ablaring alarm for work, nor the type where one crawls out of bed all lazy andsluggish on weekend mornings. No, this was the well-rested,eight-hours-of-sleep, wrapped-up-in-warmth type of waking up. It was Alfred’sabsolute favorite.

Coming to consciousness but not quite opening his eyes yet,Alfred was well aware of the cool December air around his bare legs, but at thesame time, the nice, radiating warmth that wrapped around his shoulder andpressed against his side.

He tucked his legs into the comforter he knew he was underand snuggled further into the comfortable warm mass. His hands began to slowlyroam, touching broad skin and soon, smooth, silky strands.

Ah, that would be Francis.

America smiled quietly to himself, letting out a low hum ashe let his hands explore. The Frenchman was still asleep, but he knew he couldthread his fingers through those golden curls all day long if he wanted. Aftera while of letting his hands drift around the familiar skin, his mind wasalerted to the missing presence of another warm bundle that should’ve beenbehind him.

Alfred threw his arm back and frowned at the lack of contactwith anything that wasn’t cold bed. He let his hand creep forward, past Franciswho was now slowly stirring, and was disappointed to find no one on the otherside either.

This was where he opened his eyes and lifted his head. Asexpected, he was greeted with the adorable sight of half-asleep Francis, butwith no England to be found.

“America,” Francis groaned, his voice still scratchy withsleep. “Mon amour, what is wrong?”

In the back of his mind, America felt an important thoughttingling at his consciousness. Something he knew he couldn’t forget. But England’spresence—or lack thereof—was immediately pushed to the forefront of histhoughts and he decided to make his distress evident.

“Where’s Arthur?” He asked, looking up at his Frenchman.

Francis gave him a questioning glance, which was then easilytaken-over by a soft smile. This immediately made Alfred’s nerves quell alittle. “Ah, do you not remember? It’s Christmas, Alfred. Hah, Arthur isprobably up early making preparations, no?”

Alfred sighed, relieved at the satisfactory answer, and buriedhis face into the warmth of his boyfriend’s chest once again. “Heh, yeah, you’reright. Sorry for getting paranoid.” He hummed in contentment, before thethought occurred to him.

“Hey, merry Christmas, Francis.” Alfred said, looking up.

“Merry Christmas to you too, amour.”

And they shared a kiss, quiet and content, both feelingsatisfied yet wishing for the contact of another.

“What do you think Arthur’s up to?” Alfred asked afterpulling away.

“Hmm…probably wrapping up gifts, or perhaps taking some out.Perhaps he has another special-something planned.”

“Better not interrupt him then. Remember last time?”

“Oho! Yes, that was entertaining. Ruining his surprises getshim in an awfully foul mood. Not good for Christmas.”

“Heh, just like his cooking.”

They shared a laugh, then Alfred went quiet.

“I mean… you don’t think he could be cooking, right? Orbaking or something?”

They then shared a look—a panicked one. Their eyes hadwidened in unison and they nodded in agreement, before scrambling out of bed ina naked mess to barrel out the door, into the hallway, and towards the kitchenpraying to god that things wouldn’t be on fire yet.

To their amazement, they were greeted not by a plume ofthick smoke, but by the pleasant scent of gingerbread. Granted, they smelt abit overdone, but not quite horribly burnt yet.

The two rounded the corner, coming into view of the openkitchen doorway. The Christmas tree twinkled merrily behind the sofa whichrested in front of America’s penthouse windows. Opposite the couch were thecoffee table, decorated with a Christmas-embroidered table runner, and the TV hangingon the opposite wall. On the other wall was a slow-burning fireplace, rightnext to the kitchen, and there inside was England, humming merrily to himselfwhile he fixed-up something in a tray on the countertop.

The two astonished nations watched as the smaller Englishmanflipped open the oven and pulled out a tray of what seemed to be well-cookedcookies, judging by the miraculously delectable aroma.

He startled a bit as he looked up, but then settled himselfinto a small smile. “I was wondering when you two were going to wake up.”

America was the first to rush over and examine the cookiesup-close. They were simple round gingerbread cookies, laid neatly on the tray.They looked plain and simple enough, but made up for that in their overwhelmingsmell.

“H-how… England, this smells delicious!” America beamed,plucking one out of the tray and with a small nod of affirmation from the Brit,took a tentative bite. His eyes widened, impossibly blue, then proceeded totake another bite.

Francis was in a little more disbelief. “Angleterre, I loveyou, but what sort of dark magic have you sacrificed your soul to have achievedthis?”

“Bastard! I made them for you,” England sniffed, but he hada small, pleased smile on his face. “I told you I’d learn how to do this right,and ha ha! Here you are! The only thing I’ve sacrificed was a week’s worth ofeveryday cooking lessons at Italy’s place.”

“You sir, are getting quite good at baking,” America said,self-satisfied with taking bite after bite of each cookie.

“Oi, hold your horses,” Arthur said, turning his tray to setdown on the counter. “These are for both of you, but I want to have some too,alright? Now go and set up the living room. We’re spending indoors today.”

“Cuddle on the couch all day long? Just you two and cookies?”America mused, a lazy grin on his face. “I don’t know about you, but Best.Christmas. Ever.”

Francis hummed in agreement. “Ah, yes. Sounds wonderful. Andin addition, this indoor-cuddling might not be the only thing we’ll be doing onthe couch tonight, hmm?”

America snorted at him. “We broke the last couch, and I don’twant to buy a new one. Bed or floor, Francis. No couch.”

“Ah, you broke thelast couch, mi amour. As long as you don’t top, we’ll be fine.”

“You sure about that? Me not topping? You’ll be fine?”America gave France a sly grin.

France was ready to stutter out a reply when Arthur cut himoff. “I’ll buy you a new couch. For now, both of you put on some clothes and we’llstart watching those sitcoms I’m sure Alfred has prepared.”

“Wait, you-“

“Go on or no cookies for either of you!”

Alfred laughed, then pulled in Arthur for a quick kiss. “Alright,merry Christmas, babe.”

Francis let out his own laugh as well and stole his own kissfrom the Englishman. “Oui, I look forward to your cookies.”

And thus, the other two shuffled into the living room,leaving behind a very pleased England setting his cookies neatly into a bowl.This was bound to be a very pleasant Christmas with a very promising start,even if they did end up breaking the couch later that night.

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[mgnemesi]

I was browsing a Stucky blog and I stumbled on a link towards... a fic I forgot I’d written. No, but TRULY. Completely erased from my mind, like POFF *makes blowing gesture with both hands*. It’s, and I quote my summary, “ Terribly sappy. I apologize for the sappity sappiness of this sappy piece of sap. ” A bit cringe-worthy, all in all, and deals stupidly with a panic attack (in my defence: Jeff Davis dealt with it the exact same way 5 years later and he isn’t a 20-something like I was!!). Should I tinker with it a little and share on AO3? Sappiess and cringe-wortiness and all?

#stucky