#sleepy anon

[threadsun]

Ayo it's Sleepy, here's a thought provoker: if the boys had access to a sharpie at any time, what would they write on you? And when? Basically I'm asking for your body writing headcanons lmao

You're so smart and sexy!!!!

Jack:

Most of the time, he writes sweet and slightly possessive things on you! Compliments, praise, "My Sunshine" is one that crops up a lot. Or he'll doodle little cute things on you like a sun or a smiley face. During sex, though? He'll tie you up and write the most degrading things on you. Anything to remind you that you're his slutty little sundrop~

Favourites: "My Sunshine" on your face, "mine" on your thighs, "filthy slut" on your chest

Ian:

Ever since y'all were in school together, he developed a habit of doodling on your arms when he's bored. If you let him write on you during sex, though... well, you're going to get an endearing mix of compliments and romantic stuff. Unless you ask him to get mean with it, he'll indulge himself in adoring you!

Favourites: "gorgeous" on your cheek, "beloved" on your wrist, "forever" on the back of your hand

Shaun:

He likes to write on you when you're tied up, mostly because he enjoys watching you helplessly try to figure out what he's writing as he's doing it. He likes to write places you can't see, and he'll only show you pictures of it afterwards. His writing ranges from silly to sweet to very very mean~

Favourites: "dork" on your forehead, "kick me" on your ass, "horny bitch" on your abdomen

Nick:

It's one of those things he's used to, and sort of likes to get creative with when he can. Sure, he could do some normal body writing to get you in the mood, but... really, he wants to try out new things with you! Something that'll keep you both interested and in the mood! So he'll get a little weird with it, but in a fun way~

Favourites: "cock magnet" on your lower back, "what dreams are made of" on your collar bone, a womb tattoo over your pelvis

Joseph:

He's too sweet to get degrading with it. And honestly, it takes a lot to even convince him that he can write on you because he doesn't think you'll want his bad handwriting on your body. But once you convince him? It's a lot of hearts mostly, especially since he'll keep trying until he draws a perfect one. Plus some compliments, of course!

Favourites: hearts all over your body, his name on your inner thighs, "perfect" all over your body

Jean:

Degradation, all the way through! This man wants your body covered in reminders that you're just his personal whore and you belong to him. He likes to throw the odd straight up insult in there too, just to make sure you're feeling thoroughly terrible about yourself. Anything to make you more vulnerable to him~

Favourites: "property of Jean Laurent" on your forehead, "pathetic" on your stomach, "useless slut" on your lower back

Rory:

Mostly he writes cute petnames whenever he's got a pen in his hands. But when you two are in bed together, he'll write the filthiest things on you. Specifically making sure to only write it in places where it's visible when you're naked. He doesn't want anyone else reading the things he writes on you.

Favourites: "sweetheart" on your hand, "delicious" on your thighs, "Rory's" on your ass

Barry:

He likes to write instructions on you! Just in case anyone else happens to see, he wants them to know exactly what to do to you. He loves to cover your whole body in writing, until he runs out of space to write more. He's happy to let others write on you too, of course! Anything to keep customers happy~

Favourites: "cum here" with an arrow pointing to all your holes, "hurt me" on your chest, "free use" on your face

Bo:

He can't write :)

Elias:

Body writing is something that feels really sweet and intimate to him. He's another one who only goes with compliments when left to his own devices. Though... his compliments can get a little raunchy if you bring a marker into the bedroom~ He just wants you to have reminders of his love all over your skin!

Favourites: "my beloved" on your wrist, his name over your heart, "tempting" on your ass

Taylor:

He writes a lot of notes and stuff on his own hands and arms, so when he wants you to remember something then he'll write it on yours. But he's also very horny for body writing! Usually he'll try to keep it romantic and sweet, but the moment you indicate you're okay with it, he'll pull out the more degrading stuff~

Favourites: "the hottest" on your forearm, "use me" on your stomach, "fuckdoll" on your chest

#swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #dachabo #the groom of gallagher mansion #tgogm #sdj jack #sdj ian #sdj shaun #sdj nick #sdj joseph #sdj jean #sdj rory #barryposting #elias gallagher #taylor potts #sunshine #18+ only #sleepy anon #gn!reader

[fatuismooches]

hi! this is my first time submitting anything to this blog, so I hope I’m doing this right. If requests are closed, please ignore this!

Can I request dottore with an s/o who is just generally always sweet and friendly? I think it’d be an interesting dynamic (a bit cliche, but I think it’s cute)

Thank you!

-Sleepy Anon

In the Akademiya, he would think you're annoying, to put it simply. Not to mention fake. Not real. Being nice to him is an anomaly on its own but somehow keeping up the same energy for others makes him try to pick holes in your character for a long time, obviously because he can't believe this is really your personality. But with time comes knowledge and that comes with acceptance that becoming sweet and kind is really who you are. It also comes with him not wanting you to extend such things to others, only to be kept for him instead. Of course no matter his efforts this doesn't exactly work out.

However, by the Fatui time, he'd have gotten used to your personality by now. He's learned to accept it as part of who you are, but ugh, he does not take joy in how friendly you are with the other Harbingers... But of course, he can't stop you from doing what you please. (However, will he divert your attention from them? Will he give you extra work and tasks so you can't be all buddy-buddy with the Regrator again? Well yes!)

Unsurprisingly he and the segments would definitely try to rub off on you. By this I mean they will try to get you to act more rude and standoffish. If they're unsuccessful, they will only become more interested in that brain of yours because genuinely how could someone be that nice. If they're successful, they will be very proud of themselves and will try to influence you more. It's partly due to them wanting to see how much farther they can go and also because it's for your own good. They still don't see the benefit of being like you...

Although, if you happen to have a... darker side to you, under all of the sweetness you show, needless to say, he would be very much amused and intrigued. You'd need to show him in detail...

#smooches talks #sleepy anon #dottore love notes <3 #this would be me actually and i also think its very cute #sunshine x the absolute opposite of sunshine?

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

thinking about whether or not FL sheds his fluff

imagine its summer and after a long day of dealing with whatever crap goes down in their workplace while having to deal with the ridiculously high temperatures, reader just wants to cuddle with their beastly lover (who just so happens to be covered in 90% metal and would definitely feel cool to the touch) but as soon as they step into their house, they realise something. There is purple fluff on almost every surface of the house and not a few seconds later did the culprit come sprinting towards the reader, bringing them into a hug, delighted to see them after a long day. Reader reaches to pet FL’s fluff only to watch it fall out with the single light touch. At first they immediately retract their hand afraid that FL has contracted some sort of illness that causes hair (fluff?) loss. FL looks at reader questioningly, wondering why they aren’t giving him his usual pets. Reader tells FL to put them down and as soon as their feet touch the ground, they are booking it out of the house and back into the city to look for Zhongli. After finding the man, they explain the situation and Zhongli laughs, telling them that FL is simply shedding his fur to cope with the hotter weather recently. With this the reader lets out as sigh of relief and heads back hime just to find FL pouting, thinking that reader had abandoned him. Reader then apologises to him and exxplains what happened and the situation is then cleared up.

(Imagine reader collecting the fur and using it for some art project)

-Sleepy anon

sleepy anon, i LOVE the way your mind works

Foul Legacy immediately starts purring and nudging himself against you, getting soft purple fuzz all over your clothes- can you scritch him, please? it's scratchy! he shakes his head slightly and even more tufts of it fall out and drift onto the floor, and you just let out a single long sigh, opening the closet to fetch your broom. the next one to two hours are spent gathering every single bit of fluff that you can find, sweeping it off the floor and tables and random corners of your house- how it got on top of the bookcase of all things, you'll never know- and finally sitting Legacy down and giving his fur and hair a thorough brushing for good measure, clouds of lilac fur clinging to the comb and a very happy purring Abyss creature tilting his head this way and that so you get all the right areas. it takes until nightfall, and you're exhausted afterwards, but finally your house is clean and Legacy has shed all that excess fur, the ruff around his shoulders looking smaller but more manageable and Legacy looking very comfy and pleased with himself

so now you're left with a large bag of shed Abyss monster fur- what do you do with it?

well, the obvious answer is to make it into yarn and knit. not that you really need anything knitted right now, given the temperature and all, but it'll be nice once winter comes around again. you have enough Foul Legacy fluff to knit a few scarves, so the first one you make goes to none other than Legacy himself, who quickly wraps it around his neck with a delighted trill, cooing at the familiar texture and scent. he insists that you make a matching one for yourself- that way everyone knows that you're his and he's yours! the last one goes to Zhongli, who smiles warmly as he picks it up and asks what the material is. without missing a beat you just point at Legacy's fur, and have to bite your tongue to keep from wheezing when Zhongli snorts a laugh into his teacup

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #SORRY EVERYONE I PASSED OUT YESTERDAY I PROMISE I AM ALIVE #legacy asks you to help him every year from now on #you always know the best places to scritch and the best ways to brush out the excess fluff #don't worry anon i did get your request aaaaaaaa #i just spent too long staring at it because i liked it so much #anyways my feet hurt so much grahh #short scenario #other's stuff #sleepy anon #chit chat #i ain't gonna tag this good evening because i don't even know what time it is where i normally am #anyways tomorrow i search for candy for my friends #and it is fukcing WIMDY right now

[mushiewrites]

Ok, I went a little crazy thinking about this

Dream would absolutely loose his mind, stuck on his side, hogtied, cause there is absolutely no way he can protect his poor tummy, especially if his ler is sat behind him, holding him on his side so he can't roll on his front.

I can imagine Sap and George taking full advantage of this opportunity, not having to worry about accidental injuries caused by flailing.

"Can't take it cutie~?" You don't really have a choice~"

okay this. this has been sitting here for a while because Reasons <3 but holy cow. this concept? chefs kiss. dreams poor tummy 🫠

he'd have no way to escape or block anything...he's just completely at their mercy....

just imagine it.

somehow, george and sapnap convince dream to let them tie him up. they dont tell him how, but they give him the biggest puppy dog eyes and beg him nicely, praising him and telling him how he's always so good for them, and how much fun they have playing with him. and dream folds almost instantly. he can't say no to them, he loves them so so much!

and now he's on his side, hands behind his back, legs bent up and all four limbs tied together. sapnap is behind him with a grip on the rope, holding it down against the bed and preventing dream from turning over to block his now very open and vulnerable tummy. he whimpers when george appears in front of him, slowly lifting up his shirt and giggling nervously when he feels the cool air hit his skin

"what do we have here?"

and before dream can ask what george means, he feels light fingers tracing over his scar above his right hip. he jolts forward, a squeal flying out of him before he can stop it. sapnap uses his free hand to grab onto dream's right elbow, pushing down on it slightly to keep him still as george explores the dark purple lightning bolt along dreams skin. and strangely enough, dream has never been subjected to such light tickling there before. and it's...devastating, to say the least. he's thrashing as much as he can in such an immobilizing position, twitching his torso forward and back, moving his hips from side to side with the little leniency he has. but it's no use - george's light tickling just keeps going and going. and finally, when the fingers stop tracing, he's able to take in gulps of air. he thinks it's over.

then he feels fingertips tracing his lower tummy. he knows hes fucked. dream screams out when george circles the middle of his tummy, pleading and begging for the tickles to stop. but does george stop?

absolutely not.

george just giggles and adds his other hand into the mix, now squeezing up and down his sides as dream cries out in a panic. george moves his fingers over the sides of dream's tummy and it makes him shriek, and now he's really moving between the two. sapnap sits up on his knees and leans his body weight over dream's limbs, successfully stopping him from moving at all. now george is free to explore the rest of dreams tummy, paying close attention to the edges of his bellybutton as he traces a finger around it. dream is in shambles. he has tears in his eyes and his face is bright red from laughing so hard. he can't plead, he can't beg, he can only laugh and laugh and laugh as his poor little tummy is tortured with tickles.

they're both teasing him, telling him how cute he is, pointing out how awful it must be to not be able to move, to be stuck, forced to take the tickling.

"look at him trying to get away, sapnap! he's so cute, thinking he can escape!"

"where are you trying to go, cutie? you're stuck here with us - you're stuck with the tickles."

"his tummy is jumping! that must mean he likes it!"

then george changes tactics. he goes back to lightly tracing over dream's lower tummy again, and dream is near hysterics. george know's he can't possibly take much more, but there's no safeword said, and he's always one to push the limits anyway, so he continues.

george finds the spot just above his hips and presses his thumbs in deep, making slow circles and driving dream to silent laughter. not even a second later his safeword is called, and finally the torment is over. sapnap works on untying him while george runs a hand through his hair, praising him and cooing over how good of a job he did, how well dream took the tickles, how good he is

dream's curls are a mess from flailing and shaking his head against the sheets. his cheeks are wet with tears from his laughter, and george uses both thumbs to wipe them away, rubbing soothingly under his eyes on his upper cheekbones. when he's finally untied, sapnap and george rub where the rope was securing him, gently soothing his wrists and ankles with gentle touches and plenty of kisses. this of course sends dream into light giggles, and the two can't help but pull him in a big cuddle pile, continuing to play with his hair as they hold him close. they take turns kissing his cheeks, his temples, the top of his head - anywhere they can to make him blush. they trace over his back, and within minutes dream is asleep, too exhausted to threaten the revenge they both know is coming.

#sleepy anon #asks #lee!dream #ler!george #ler!sapnap #mushie concepts / hcs #....so i might've gotten a little carried away :D #but its fiiiiiiine hes fine #dream loves the torture i promise!!!! #i actually made my own stomach flip writing this #whoopsie #also thank u cal baby for encouraging me and believing that i could actually write something AND for proof reading this as always #and sleepy thank you for the ask holy shit #mcyt tickle

[chaifootsteps]

Gotta agree, Rosie was one of those cozy blanket characters. I really liked her.

#Anonymous #viv stuff #sleepy anon #actual blog post

[parasytte]

Hellooo I can't sleep so here's how I think Casey + Elijah met reader. Enjoy~

Reader was a quiet kid. He had one friend, a science nerd, and he was fine with that. He mostly kept to himself. Only speaking when spoken to, never awnser questions in class, sitting in the back of the classroom, and if you tried to befriend him, honestly you wouldn't get very far. Reader would come off cold, and almost rude, so no one would bother him.

And he was find with this. He had his one friend who he knew he could depend on. But then one day things change.

Two of the popular kids took notice of the boy who sat in the back, lost in space, you would almost wonder what goes through he head.

One a football jock. Elijah was tall, muscular, handsome. Everything a girl would want. Unfortunately for them though he was taken.... And gay. A gentle giant he is, seeming mean and intimidating to others you were you'd be scared to even go up to him. But when it came to those he lived he was nothing but a sweetheart, especially to his loving boyfriend.

Speaking of, that brings me to the other who took interest in out dear reader.

The cheer captain. Casey was an energetic boy, who could turn the straightest of men gay. With loving eyes, and a warm smile, he could get anything he wanted with just a few kind words. He had the whole school at his feet, basically kissing the ground he walked on. With his amazing boyfriend by his side, the two were practically unstoppable together.

Casey was the first to notice reader, with him sitting next to him in class due to the teacher assigning seats. Honestly he would rather a sweet more up front but instead he was stuck in the back with.... Oh? Whose this adorable boy next to him. He was staring out the window, headphones still on with the music so loud that is you listened enough you could hear the music he was playing.

The quiet boy's eyes shifted from the window back to the book I front of him. From the look of the cover it was a fancy book, with a dragon breathing fire, and what looked like a knight holding a sword.

Maybe sitting in the back wouldn't be so bad.

Elijah was the second to notice.

The two sat on opposite sides of the class, with reader in the back by the window, as usual, and Elijah in the front, on the other side of the classroom. The teacher had the students do a partner project, choosing the partners, and ignoring the groans, and complains of the students who wanted to work with their friends.

Of course as fate would have it the two ended together. Elijah was the one who went up to the quiet boy, as he was to lost in his head to even notice what the teacher was talking about.

'I believe you were the person who I was assigned to?'

He asked, startling reader out if his day dream.

'Oh we are? Sorry I wasn't paying attention, I didn't even know we had a project to do. Sorry'

He mumbled out quietly.... Cute. While he wanted to work with a friend who he shared the class with, this isn't to bad either.

It took a while for the two lovers to talk about the boy who sat by the window but when they did, boy where they over the moon. They talked it out and both decided they would court reader together and hopefully become a poly couple.

Elijah made the first move asking if was seeing anyone.

'Why do you ask?' reader asked looking up from the computer screen they were doing the assignment on.

'Oh just wanna know' Elijah said looking off to the side.

'If you trying to ask me out, not gonna happen I don't date people who are in relationships. And if your trying to set me up with someone I'm not interested in a relationship right now.' he spoke, going back to typing on the computer.

Elijah sighed in defeat. Shot down. Damn.

Then Casey tried.

Reader sat in his seat, drawing in a notebook this time. It wasn't anything fancy, at least to him. Just a character from an anime he was watching. Casey took notice of this, and recognize the anime and character, as he and his teammates often watched some together, and talk about it.

'Woah is that Mikasa from Attack on Titan? Did you draw this? It looks so good!'

Startled, not expecting someone to talk to him, the poor boy jumped from his seat.

'A-ah yeah I-I did. It's she's one of my favorites.' he quickly stuttered out.

'Do you draw often? You really have a talent there.' he praised, excited to be talking to his darling.

'Uh yeah I guess I do. And thanks though I wouldn't say I'm that great.' reader blushed, not used to complements.

Before the conversation could continue the teacher interrupted.

'Settle down class, we need to start the lesson now.'

She spoke, as students went back to their seats quieting down.

Killjoy...

Finally they tried together. As reader exited the class he had before lunch, he had planned on going to a quiet place behind the stairs, as his nerdy friend had not came to school, because he had the flu.

Unfortunately his plans were stopped when he was stopped in the halls by two boys.

'Hey there darling, we notice the... Person.. who you usually spend lunch with is not in today so would you like to spend it with us?' Casey asked, using his soft voice and sweet eyes to try and get him to go with them.

'Sorry but I don't want all the unwanted attention that comes with hanging out with you two. No offense or anything but I like being alone and I'm fine with it.' he spoke and tried to walk past them.

Key word, tried...

''Cmon love who said we had to go where all the people are? We could go to a nice quiet spot if you want.' Elijah said with a bright smile to get the shy boy to trust them.

'Thanks but no thanks, I'd rather be alone right now, I hope you understand.' He quickly said before speeding off into a random direction, not caring where he went, as long as it was far from people. Especially those two.

Why were they so weird this today? Thankfully it was Friday so he didn't have to deal with it for a few days. Hopefully this will be over next week.

Unfortunately it did not. The two did not give up and their asks and request became more frequent and more... Demanding.

As time when on their oppression with the boy grew bigger. And somehow along the line, the oppression become a delusion. One they made where the poor, quiet, reader was interested in them, just to shy and nervous to say it aloud.

Ah well isn't that cute. Don't worry dear, we'll take the lead for you and you don't have to worry about a thing. For you are ours and we are yours so you mustn't worry you pretty little head about a thing.

As the next day came reader was leaving his place, and lazaly began walking to school. Though before he could make it out to the sidewalk he was stopped by two boys.

'Hello my love mind if we walk with you to school' Elijah asked, as Casey clung to his arm, both had blinding smiles on their faces.

'My- wha- huh?' reader asked confused. How did they find out where he live, he was sure they had to talk a different route to school. Even then didn't Elijah drive to school. Perhaps they were walking just for today. It was a nice day after all.

The autumn air still fresh and it was just cold enough to wear a jacket without sweating your ass off.

'Ah sorry we forgot you aren't used to names like that. It still shocks us you haven't been in a relationship before us. Don't worry sweetie we'll guide you as your loving partners' Casey spoke, as he grabbed it reader's hand and the three of you began waking to school.

This would start an unwilling but amazing relationship between the three of you. The two boys basically smothering the poor boy with love and affection, ignoring the glares people at school gave you.

Don't worry darling it's not like they will do anything. People to scared of what would come of Casey and Elijah if they tried, so they sucked it up and put on a face to please them.

And if someone did try, rest assured they will be handled, no one can even think about hurting their love without getting away with it.

Now my dear you better get used to it because you are never leaving them.

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I got kinda carried away but I really enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoyed reading it. This was just a thing I thought of and decided to write down cause I can't sleep and have school tomorrow;-;.

Hope you have a great day/night and keep up the amazing writing you do.

Also love the knew OCs!

-Sleepy anon <3

MY. JAW. IS. ON. THE. FLOOR.

SLEEPY ANON YOU WROTE ME A WHOLE FIC !!!!! IDEK WHAT TO SAY THIS IS AMAZING !! THANK YOU SM <33333333333333

#ALSO im glad u like the new ocs ! #parasytte talks n stuffs #sleepy anon #elijah caddel my oc #casey hayes my oc #casey my oc #elijah my oc #yandere oc #yandere jock #yandere cheerleader #yandere poly #poly yandere #yandere boy #yandere male #male yandere #yandere #male y/n #mlm yandere #yandere imagines #yandere male x male reader #yandere x male reader #yandere love #yandere oc x reader #yandere ocs

[awkwardtickleetoo]

Double Trouble

hellooo everyone :D and happy birthday to our baby boy sapnap!!! 🎉🎉

i know i said this was gonna be out a few days ago but uh…. i may have gotten… a little carried away…. so it took me a little longer…

but!! we shall prevail. and hopefully everyone still enjoys it even if it’s like nearly 7k words long lmaooo woopsiessss

thank you to the wonderful @sleepy--anon for sending this ask with the concept for this fic, this wouldn’t be possible without you so everyone say thank you sleepy 👏👏👏 and also shoutout to @mushiewrites for helping me plan this fic as you always do

and like i mentioned when i answered the ask, if people are interested in it, i’m totally down to make this a mini-series and do a version of this for dream and george’s birthdays when they come around, so let me know if you guys would want that!!

other than that, enjoy <3

lee!george, lee!dream, ler!sapnap, 6.5k words

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A sudden knock on his bedroom door pulled Sapnap out of his focus, and he reached for the TV remote to pause the episode of Death Note he was watching from his bed.

“Come in!” He strained, stretching his arms above his head and groaning, sitting up and rubbing his eyes as the door to his bedroom opened.

“Hey,” Dream greeted as he walked in, George following behind him, and they both walked over to Sapnap’s bed. George wasted no time, jumping up onto the bed next to where Sapnap’s legs were under the covers, then pushing himself over to the head of the bed next to Sapnap, sitting cross legged. Dream chuckled at the action, but sat on the edge of the bed. “We just had a question for you.”

“Sure, what’s up?” Sapnap asked, adjusting himself to give the other two more room to sit, and Dream pulled one leg up onto the bed and left the other hanging off, touching the floor. Sapnap rested his hand on George’s knee, something he’d gotten into the habit of doing whenever George sat next to him, rubbing his thumb over the material of his pajama pants as Dream began to speak.

“So, I know we already have plans for your birthday, but we just wanted to ask if there's anything else special you wanted to do, since our plans are kinda an unspoken tradition thing,” Dream explained, earning a nod from Sapnap. “Is there anything else you had in mind to celebrate or did you just wanna do gifts and dinner like we usually do?”

“Hm…” Sapnap furrowed his eyebrows in thought. “Uh, I’m not sure, I don’t really think so? I didn’t really have anything in mi…” He began, but trailed off, his thumb pausing its movements as it rested right in the dip on the inner part of George’s knee.

Just as an evil idea formed in his head.

“What?” Dream asked, tilting his head in confusion as he watched Sapnap’s expression change to one that was significantly more sinister.

“Did you think of something?” George cut in, looking just as lost as Dream. Sapnap smiled over at him, pressing his thumb into his knee with light pressure.

“Yeah, I thought of something,” Sapnap said, adjusting his position again, folding his hands in his lap and leaning forward– to show he meant business, of course. “I want to tickle you both,” He continued bluntly, watching Dream’s eyes widen and his lips part in shock, and listening to George’s scoff of disapproval.

“Wh- uh…” George stuttered for a moment, sounding like he wanted to speak, wanted to say something snarky in response, but couldn’t find the words. “W-what?” He ended up with, quite well spoken, if Sapnap were to say so himself.

“I want to tickle both of you. At the same time. I get free range of any spots and any techniques that I want, and I get to keep going until you each can’t take it anymore. We’ll have a safeword, of course, I’m not a monster,” Sapnap said with a smile, earning an amused chuckle from Dream and another scoff from George. “And I want it to be completely willing. No restraints, no pinning– okay, well, maybe a little bit, because I know some of us can get a little too squirmy to stay still on our own…” Sapnap teased, raising his eyebrows and looking over at George, who promptly threw his hands over his face and curled in on himself with a groan, making the other two laugh fondly. Sapnap moved his hand to George’s back, rubbing up and down soothingly for a few moments to calm him, before letting it drop back down to his knee. “But I want it to be completely voluntary. I want you guys to let me tickle you for as long as you can stand it,” Sapnap finished, smiling as Dream stared at him nervously and George dropped his hands to reveal his blushing face, looking at the comforter below him, refusing to make eye contact.

“That’s… you– so, we…” Dream stammered, swallowing shakily, pouting slightly as he tilted his head back to look at the ceiling. “You just…” He closed his eyes, letting out a soft breath, looking back down at Sapnap with pinched eyebrows. “I-I thought you would’ve picked, like… watching a movie or something.”

“Well, you thought wrong, baby boy,” Sapnap teased, giggling at the way the pet name made Dream’s cheeks turn a light pink color. There was a moment of silence again, before Dream continued.

“And that’s… that’s really what you want?”

“It’s really what I want,” Sapnap said confidently, watching as Dream looked over to George, raising his eyebrows. George’s lips parted, a subtle pout still on his face, and he let out an uncertain sigh, shrugging his shoulders in a way that would be just barely noticeable if you weren’t looking for his reaction.

George seemed more uncertain of his answer than Dream, though he wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable with the idea. Dream, who knew George better than George knew himself sometimes, seemed to make the decision for him, a mischievous smile gracing his lips as he turned back to Sapnap.

“Okay.”

“WHAT?!” George yelped, voice squeaky, curling in on himself in both embarrassment and nerves.

“You’ll do it?” Sapnap asked, the same mischievous smile on his own face.

“We’ll do it.” Dream nodded, smiling as he watched George shift against the pillows.

“NO?! No, no! We will not! We’re not– I’m not doing that, no!”

“George,” Sapnap said firmly, looking over at him, making him freeze in his place under Sapnap’s knowing look. “If you don’t want to do this, you don’t have to. Just say the words. We won’t be upset.”

“No, I…” George began, before clamping his mouth shut and letting out a breath through his nose. He pouted again, slumping down against the pillows behind him, bringing his knees up and crossing his arms over his chest. “Whatever.”

“Mm, thought so,” Sapnap said with a smile, earning another scoff from George, followed by an eye roll and him looking off to the side to avoid eye contact. “Alright then…” Sapnap said, moving out from under the covers and off to the side to give Dream a clear path to the top of the bed. “Let’s go.”

“…Let’s go, what?” Dream asked in confusion, glancing over at George, who ventured a look back as well. He still seemed nervous, but he was still pouting and his eyes were big and glossy, so Dream could tell he was fine, and he was sure Sapnap could as well. George glanced between the two, staying silent, waiting for things to unfold. Sapnap smiled, gesturing to the bed, before clarifying.

“Lay down. I wanna get started, I’m not wasting any of my tickle time.”

“Wha– now?! You– you meant now?!” Dream asked, nervousness settling over his features as well, squirming slightly where he sat and bouncing his foot that still rested on the floor.

“Yeah, of course I meant now! C’mon,” Sapnap said, patting the middle of the bed. “Lay down, Dreamie.”

“But– that’s– I didn't–“ Dream stuttered, his cheeks burning, biting his lip to force down a smile. Sapnap gave him an expectant look, raising his eyebrows at him, and Dream let out a sigh before wordlessly moving himself to lay down. He situated himself the best he could, adjusting the pillow under his head and settling down against Sapnap’s ruffled sheets, one hand messing with his hair and the other resting on his own chest.

“There we go. That’s perfect,” Sapnap praised, gently patting Dream’s knee and smiling down at him, receiving one in return as well. Then, he turned his attention to George, who looked back at him with wide eyes, curling further in on himself under the pressing gaze. “George.”

“Mm-mm,” He mumbled, shaking his head.

“You know it’s your turn.”

“I can’t.”

“C’mon, Georgie, you know you’re gonna let me,” Sapnap coaxed, sitting up on his knees and resting one hand on George’s knee. “Don’t try to start a fight you know you’ll lose.”

“I’m not–! It’s not that, it’s just– I just– Sapnap, c’mon–“ George stammered, squirming in his seat, looking up at Sapnap with wide eyes as the younger boy began to push in closer. He loomed over George, making him lean further back into the pillows but not budge to lay down yet, the proximity making his lip tremble nervously as he took in a shaky breath. “Sap– Sapnap…”

“You know what I have to do.”

“No, Sapnap, pl–EASE–!” George yelped as Sapnap suddenly grabbed his ankles, yanking him forward by his legs and pulling him down the bed to be almost flat. “NO, don’t! Stop, STOP!” He protested, yelling and complaining, frantically trying to push himself up, bending his legs to put his knees between him and Sapnap’s bodies to keep the distance.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Sapnap threatened when George managed to prop himself up on his elbows and slide back. He grabbed George again, this time by his hips, and pulled him back down flat, swatting his hands away every time they tried to grab him.

“No, nonono, NO! SAPNAP!” George continued to yell, much to the entertainment of the other two, and Sapnap giggled as he wrapped his arms around George’s calves, shifting him down to lay on an even level with Dream. “LET GO, let go, let go, let go!” George tried everything to yank his legs free, attempting to pull, push, turn to either side, but nothing worked. Soon enough, Sapnap was pushing George’s legs against the bed and throwing himself over him, straddling his thighs and keeping him fully pinned. “NO! No, no! Sapnap! C’monnnnn, Sapnaaaap…” George whined, groaning in frustration, still arching his back as he pushed at Sapnap’s legs and bucked his hips up.

“Hey,” Sapnap said firmly, grabbing George’s wrists and pinning them to the bed by his sides, making him gasp and stare up at him, wide eyed. “Are you done?” He asked, and George twisted his wrists in his hold, not budging at all.

“Wh– I…” He clamped his mouth shut and nodded.

“Are you gonna behave yourself?”

“Mhm.” Another nod, and Sapnap smiled and let go of his wrists, watching George immediately cross his arms over his chest and pout.

“Good. Now quick ground rules before we start, like I said, I get to do whatever I want, however I want it, and you have to let me. Okay?” He said, earning an eye roll from George, but a nod and hum in understanding from both of them. “Good. And whenever you want me to stop, for any reason, whenever you’re ready to be done, you say, uh…” Sapnap thought for a moment, deciding on a safeword. “I dunno, you say ‘minecraft’, does that work? Safe word is minecraft?” George scoffed, letting out a quiet laugh at the silly choice, but he nodded and hummed anyway.

“Minecraft is good,” George said.

“Yeah, minecraft works,” Dream agreed, smiling up at Sapnap. Sapnap smiled and laughed as well, nodding his own head.

“Alright, perfect.” With that, Sapnap’s smile turned evil, and his hands were immediately on Dream’s sides, scratching his nails over the area on top of his shirt, adding in a few pinches and pokes here and there to make Dream squirm more. Dream gasped, the smile on his face turning bashful before he broke into a wide, toothy grin, his giggles and squeaky laughter spilling out despite his attempts to stop it.

“Oh, gohohod…” He said as he tensed his shoulders. Instinctively, his hands flew to grab Sapnap’s, yanking them away from his sides, but this only stopped him for about one second before they returned to continue their motions anyway. “Ah!” He gasped again, then grabbed the hands again, pulling them away, but still, they just jumped back into action. “Naha! No, nohoho, no!” This happened a few more times, Dream’s giggles growing more frantic each time, until Sapnap spoke up.

“Hey. No. None of that today, you have to let me,” He reprimanded softly, making Dream groan and cover his face with his hands for a moment before dropping them down on the bed and gripping the sheets in his hands. “See? Not so hard, is it?”

“Fuhuck yohouohou! You knohow thahat’s not truhuhuhue!” Dream replied, making Sapnap giggle and nod, and he decided to form his hands into claws and scratch at Dream’s sides that way instead, even slipping under his shirt to scratch and poke at his bare skin instead, making him squeal and arch his back. “OH, fuhuhuck! Gohohod, NOHOHO!” Dream’s laughter grew louder when Sapnap skittered his fingers over the sides of his tummy, his hips jolting and his knees drumming against the bed underneath him, making the whole mattress shake with his movements. Sapnap chuckled, tweaking the center of Dream’s ribs, making him squeal as his hands grabbed onto his wrists again.

“Hey,” Sapnap began, but Dream only squeezed tighter, not pulling them away but just holding on, even as the fingers went back to scratching cruelly at his sides.

“I knohow, I know Ihihi know I knohohow,” Dream mumbled through his laughter, biting his lip and letting out a quiet whimper before breaking down again. He squeezed his eyes shut, his giggles turning breathy as Sapnap’s fingers migrated downwards, scratching ever so gently on the sides of his lower tummy. “Sahahapnahahap!” He whined, knowing the other boy was aware of how bad that spot was, but Sapnap simply smiled and kept going.

Until Sapnap felt the hips underneath him shift, and he heard a small sound from the boy they belonged to. He slowed his hands to a stop, looking down at George, just in time to watch him turn his head away and close his eyes, attempting to keep his cool. Dream’s laughter fizzled out to soft residual giggles, quiet enough that George knew something had changed. He blinked his eyes open, starting to turn his head back, stopped when he caught Sapnap’s gaze staring down at him with a knowing smile on his face. He shut his eyes again and groaned, tilting his head back exasperatedly.

“What?” He mumbled, pout still present on his lips, but his fidgety hands still moved to rest on Sapnap’s knees, the contact clearly helping calm him as he swallowed his nerves and waited for a reply.

“Does someone want my attention?” Sapnap asked teasingly, and George immediately whined and squirmed at the question, his hips shifting as much as they could with Sapnap still sitting on top of his thighs. “I think my kitten might feel a little left out.”

“Shut upppp,” He protested, but he didn’t deny the accusation. Sapnap cooed, making him whine again, turning his head to the side and trying to hide in the pillows as much as he could. “I hate you.”

“Aww, it’s okay, George, I didn’t forget about you,” Sapnap reassured, pushing his hands up under George’s shirt now, quickly choosing his first choice spot. His palms rested on George’s sides, fingers curled around his torso, and his thumbs rested perfectly in the dip of his waist. Then, he curled his thumbs, using his nails to scratch right at that spot, as lightly as he could.

“Nohoho, no, nonono, nohot that–!” George protested, his hands gripping Sapnap’s knees even tighter, breathing heavily through his nose. He tensed up, his entire body going rigid and still, determined to hold his laughter in. His hands jumped up, grabbing onto Sapnap’s wrists and trying to pull him away, but the way his hands curled around his sides made his grip nearly impossible to loosen. “Sapnap, noho!”

This spot– perfectly in the dip of his waist– had always been one of Sapnap’s favorite ways to torment the poor man. It wasn’t his worst spot by any means, it probably wouldn’t even make the top ten, but both of them knew that it was the exact spot where, if Sapnap stayed there for an extended period of time, it would very, very quickly become completely unbearable.

Which was exactly Sapnap’s goal. And it took all of thirty seconds to start breaking down the wall George held up with all his might.

“Sahahap–“ He warned, biting his lip, his giggles starting to escape between whimpers and squirms. Once his squirming started, he couldn’t seem to stop, leaning away from whichever side felt worse and pushing into the opposite, repeating the motion over and over again. The same thing happened with his laughter, and once the first breakthrough was made, it wasn’t possible for him to home anything else in. “Oh myhy gohohohohod, oh my gohohod, stohop! Stohohop, I cahahan’t!”

“Does Dream even know about this spot?” Sapnap asked, looking over at Dream and getting an enthusiastic nod in response, his smile widening at the sight of George already getting lost to the tickles so early on.

"I dohohon't knohow! I don't knohohohow!" George responded without thinking, his laughter picking up further, growing more and more frantic as Sapnap kept going. His brain felt numb already, his head heavy when he tried to move it, like it was filled with lead. He was dizzy- this spot made him dizzy, the absolutely maddening sensation that just kept growing and growing, constant in that one tiny, tiny area, it made him feel light headed.

“Yes, you most certainly do, Georgie,” Dream said, but he knew George likely wouldn’t even process what he was saying. His hips bucked up suddenly, his laughter turning into more squeals and labored breathing as he truly hit the point of no return for one of the tiniest, most specific spots he had.

“NO, plehehehease! Plehease, Sahahap, PLEHEASE– I cahahan’t!” George begged, smacking his hands against the bed, before grabbing Sapnap’s hands again and pulling. He got nowhere, so he wrapped his hands around Sapnap’s thumbs to stop him instead, which worked for barely a few seconds.

“Hey!” Sapnap scolded, shifting his hands, now using his pointer fingers to dig in harshly to the same spot.

“AH! NOHOHOHO!” George squealed, shaking his head frantically, squeezing Sapnap tighter and squirming under his evil fingers. “SAPNAHAHAP!”

“What did we say about letting me do what I want?!”

“I’M SOHORRYHYHY! Plehehehease!” George begged, and Sapnap decided to finally take some pity on him, pulling his hands away and giving him a moment to breathe. “Oh my gohod…”

“You okay?” Dream asked softly, reaching over and taking one of George’s hands in his, smiling when George laced their fingers together and squeezed.

“Yeah…” He said, bringing his other hand up to run through his hair, dropping it next to his head afterwards.

“Good, ‘cause I’m gonna keep going,” Sapnap said, and without any further warning, he had a hand on both of their tummies, clawing at them over the t-shirts at the same time.

“AH– nahaha!” Dream immediately let out a squeal, maybe the most adorable sound Sapnap had ever heard, as he slammed his free hand over his mouth and yanked his other away from George’s to cover as much of his tummy as he could manage. Sapnap didn’t let this stop him, though, and he instead just settled on scratching his nails all around Dream’s hand, getting wherever he couldn’t cover, even as he kept moving his hand around to try to stop him. “No– ah! Sahap! Noho, Sahapnahap! No– NO! Stohohop ihihit! Stohohohop!” Dream kept up his squealing and squirming, batting at Sapnap’s hand,his legs kicking out against the bed as he giggled freely.

“I can’t stop when you’re so cute!” Sapnap teased, and Dream shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut again.

Sapnap turned his attention to George, who had covered his face with both hands to try and hide his reactions, clearly embarrassed by how breathy and high-pitched his gasps and giggles were. His tummy fluttered with each touch of Sapnap’s nails, his hips jumping as he flinched and squirmed away from the hand.

“This is really getting to you, isn’t it?”

“Shuhuhut uhup!” George whined, and suddenly both hands were clawing at his tummy instead. “AH! Sahahapnahap!” He squealed, sliding his hands up and grabbing his hair, clearly trying his best not to grab at Sapnap’s hands to stop him. Sapnap heard Dream giggle, and suddenly he switched to clawing at Dream’s tummy with both hands instead.

“OH– gohohod, noho waharnihihing?!” Dream yelled, jumping at the sudden change.

“Hm… nope!” Sapnap jumped back to George, making him squeal and whine again, shaking his head and reaching down to grab at Sapnap’s legs again, still squirming his hips and taking in grateful breaths when he went back to Dream a few seconds later. Though his relief didn’t last long, as the hands inevitably came back to him again.

“Nohoho, Sahap!” George whined, finally breaking and swatting at his hands. “Stahay over thehehere! Stahahay thehere!”

“Stay here? Okay!” Sapnap teased, making George shake his head helplessly.

“Nahahaha!” Sapnap was thrilled with how pliant he had managed to get George already, knowing his weakened and whining state would help him out immensely in the future. Still, he decided to take some pity on him.

“Yeah, you’re right, I have to give Dream another turn, don’t I?”

“Yehehes, yes!”

“Noho!” Dream giggled nervously, crossing his arms over his tummy and trying to protect the area as much as he could. Sapnap giggled, pulling back his hands, giving them both a moment to breathe. After he felt the time was sufficient, he spoke again, this time to Dream.

“Hey,” He said quietly, resting his hands on Dream’s arms, getting his attention. “Lift these up.”

“What?!” He asked in shock, his eyes wide as he tensed his arms to his sides instead. “No!”

“C’mon, Dreamie. I know you can do it, you’ve done it for me before.” Sapnap pushed on Dream’s arms, and he watched Dream’s eyes soften, seemingly considering his options. “C’mon. Put your arms behind your head for me.”

“But, I–“ He tried to fight, but the smile on Sapnap’s face was too caring for him to want to say no, as well as a reminder that he promised to let Sapnap do whatever he wanted. He sighed, crossing his arms behind his head and laying back against them, shifting around to get comfortable before looking up at Sapnap, and the excited look he had made everything worth it.

“Thank you, Dreamie,” Sapnap said, before gently scratching at Dream’s underarms, giggling along with him as he immediately tensed up and began to squirm.

“Gohohod…” He mumbled, bending his knees and swaying them in the air to keep his upper body still. “Thihis suhuhucks.”

“I know, but I’m really happy you’re letting me do it,” Sapnap said sweetly, making Dream whine and bend his elbows in to try and hide his face. Sapnap chuckled, gently trailing his wiggling fingers all the way down Dream’s sides, then back up again, over his ribs, sides, above his hips, and back to his underarms where he stayed for a moment longer. “This is good.”

“Shuhut uhup.” Suddenly, there were two fingers digging into Dream’s highest ribs on each side, making him yell out in shock and slam his arms down. “AHAHA, WHYHYHY?!” He asked, completely caught off guard, grabbing Sapnap’s hands and pulling him off, wrapping his arms around himself so he could breathe while Sapnap laughed at his reaction.

“I just wanted to see what would happen,” Sapnap explained, getting an eye roll and an amused smile from Dream, before he turned his attention back to George. “Your turn now.”

“What?! No, no, I can’t, no you–“ George denied, shaking his head, crossing his arms over his chest and holding his opposite shoulders to keep himself closed off. “Noho, you know I– you know–“

“Georgiiieee…” Sapnap sang, mirroring George’s position just to mock him. “You know you promised to let me do whatever I want.”

“But I–“

“Arms. Up.” Sapnap grabbed George’s elbows, pushing on them, but George just clamped them down tighter.

“Noho! No, no, plehease, don’t, Sapnahahap, DON’T–“ George continued to fight, pushing against Sapnap’s strength until his arms shook, but he could only go for so long. Sapnap was quickly able to pin his elbows down next to his head, squeezing his arms as he did.

“There!”

“C’monohon, that’s not fair!”

“You’re right, it’s not. You’re supposed to keep them there. So keep them here.”

“Noho!” George yelled, slamming them down against his sides as soon as Sapnap let him go. Sapnap raised his eyebrows, giving him a stern look, and George whined helplessly. He moved his arms again, getting about halfway up before slamming them down, nervous giggles making their way out of his mouth. He groaned, trying one more time, and that time Sapnap managed to shove his hands under his arms before he slammed them down again, making George squeal and clamp down even harder, shaking his head uselessly. “NAHAHA– nohohoho! PLEHEHEASE, plehease, Sahahap, plehehehease!”

“You’re such a baby, oh my god,” Sapnap teased, pulling his hands out and latching onto George’s ribs instead, making his laughter turn more frantic than ever, squirming so strongly it could convince someone that Sapnap was actually killing him.

“SAPNAHAHAHAP! STOHOHOP, PLEHEHEASE!” George pleaded as he held onto Sapnap’s wrists, trying desperately to pull him away, but he was too weakened by the tickles to be able to grab much more than one finger at a time. “IHI CAHAHA–!” Sapnap laughed along with him at his reactions, tightening his knees on either side of George’s hips to keep himself steady, his constant bucking and kicking nearly flinging him off. After a moment, he decided to give the poor boy a break, pulling his hands back and pressing down on George’s shoulders to stabilize him, giving him a chance to breathe and contain himself.

While also making it harder for him to squirm around to get rid of the ghost tickles.

“Oh myhyhy gohohohod…” George’s giggles continued at a constant pace, his torso jumping and flinching with the hopeless attempt to squirm away. His hips shifted under Sapnap’s body, pushing his shoulders up to try and get his hands away, but nothing worked. “Lehehet goho of mehehehe.”

“But this is so fun.”

“Sahapnahahap!”

“Ugh, okay, whatever,” He said with an eye roll, letting George’s shoulders go and sliding back to sit further down on his thighs instead.

Suddenly, he reached over to latch his hands onto Dream’s legs, squeezing right above his knees without any mercy. Dream absolutely screamed, yelling out in shock and jumping so hard it knocked Sapnap’s headboard against the wall.

“AH– GOHOHOD–!” Dream arched his back at the sensation, his legs kicking out against his will and attempting to dislodge the hands. When this didn’t work, he jolted upwards, attempting to sit up and reaching forward to grab at Sapnap’s hands to pull him off that way. In retaliation, Sapnap simply shoved him backwards so he'd fall back down and grabbed onto his hips instead, squeezing cruelly at the area right above them. “NOHOHO! SAHAP, STOHOP!” He protested, letting out a loud yelp when Sapnap’s thumbs dug into the sweet spot above his hip bone, bucking his hips and flinging Sapnap’s hands away.

“Holy fuck, Dream, you’re supposed to be the one who can stay still!” Sapnap commented, grabbing Dream’s hips and pulling him back down into his place. Dream covered his face in embarrassment, his cheeks bright red where his skin peaked between his fingers.

“Ihi cahahan’t hehelp ihihihit!” He defended, making the other two laugh, and Sapnap dug his thumbs in again. He let out another squeal, bringing his legs up in an attempt to fold himself in half, but one quick squeeze to his knees made him kick back out with another laugh.

Then, Sapnap moved back to his tummy, quickly grabbing the hem of Dream’s shirt that had already ridden up to show his lower tummy and pushing it the rest of the way up. Dream caught on immediately, his tummy jumping at the new air in his skin, shaking his head and protesting.

“Nohoho, nonono, Sahapnap, dohohon’t–!” He was cut off when Sapnap’s hands touched down, scribbling up and down the sides of his tummy and scratching all around his belly button, making him suck in his tummy and simultaneously arch his back, against his own volition. “Nahahahaha!” Dream’s laughter was high pitched and squeaky now, quickly turning breathless the longer the tickling went on.

“You’re doing way better than I expected you to,” Sapnap praised over his laughter, earning a groan in response.

“Shuhut UHUHUP!” He replied, trying to sound as angry as he could while giggling his head off, making Sapnap snort. The tickling migrated down to Dream’s lower tummy, and he gasped and threw one arm over his face, holding in his laughter as much as he could. It only lasted a few seconds though, before he broke out into helpless, high pitched giggles, taking in hiccupy breaths between every few as his hips twitched with each touch. His other hand landed on the bed, hitting the sheets a few times to expel any extra energy he couldn’t get out by squirming and kicking.

Then, suddenly, Sapnap dug his pointer fingers into the spot just next to his hipbones, another sweet spot that he knew was sure to make Dream scream, and he leaned down to blow the biggest raspberry he could manage right in the center of his stomach. As expected, Dream let out a loud yell, both hands immediately jumping to tangle his fingers in Sapnap’s hair, pulling him off and shoving at his hands.

“OKAHAHAY, OKAY, MIHINECRAHAHAFT, MINECRAFT, STOHOP, PLEHEHEASE!” Dream pleaded, and Sapnap did immediately, tugging Dream’s shirt back down and placing one palm flat on his tummy.

“Okay, Dreamie, okay, we’re done. We’re done,” He reassured, rubbing the ghost tickles away for him with firm pressure so he didn’t tickle him more. After a few moments, he leaned over George to reach down beside the bed, taking a water bottle out of the mini fridge he had next to his bed, twisting it open and handing it to Dream. “Here, drink this.” Dream took it gratefully, taking another big breath before propping himself up onto his elbow to gulp down the water he desperately needed.

“Thank you,” He whispered, smiling at Sapnap, flopping back down and continuing to breathe heavily.

“You okay?” Sapnap asked, amused, earning a nod.

“Yeah. Just gotta catch my breath. But yeah, I’m good…” Dream explained, and Sapnap hummed in understanding, taking Dream’s hand and pressing a kiss to his knuckles before turning his attention back to George underneath him.

“Alright. Your turn again, baby boy,” Sapnap teased, his smile turning sinister, and George's eyes widened immediately.

“What?! No! No, I thought you were done!” George’s squirming began again, trying to push at Sapnap’s knees. To his surprise, Sapnap did move, but it was clearly by his own choice, and he shifted to sit cross-legged next to George instead. George moved to squirm away, but he didn’t get the chance, because Sapnap simply grabbed his ankles and pinned them under his arm, trapping them in a headlock position. “No, Sapnap, don’t–“

“You don’t even know what I’m gonna do yet, idiot. You’re so squirmy over nothing.”

“This is not over nothing!” George argued, pulling at his legs, twisting his ankles leaning up onto his elbows to try and get a better angle– anything he could think of to get free, but nothing worked. Sapnap simply held tighter, yanking him closer so George’s legs were over his lap and he could hold further up his calves, knocking him off his elbows and back down flat. Before George could even think to sit up again, there was a hand between his thighs, squeezing the inner part of his right leg with absolutely no mercy. “NOHOHO! DOHON’T, PLEHEHEASE!” George screamed, his body thrashing, legs kicking desperately in Sapnap’s hold.

“There we go!” Sapnap exclaimed happily, thrilled with the reaction and how tortured George was sounding. “That’s what I wanted to hear!”

“NAHAHAHA!” George protested, shaking his head so frantically Sapnap was worried he might’ve given himself whiplash. The hand on his inner thigh continued squeezing, moving up and down his leg, staying at the spot right in the middle that made George scream out. “NOHOHO SAHAHAPNAP!” George reached forward to try and pull at Sapnap’s arm, but he couldn’t get a good grip, and his hand kept slipping away. It only became harder when Sapnap’s hand moved downward, squeezing the back of his thigh as he did, his entire hand curled around George’s knee, now digging into the back of it and making George arch his hips off the bed as his leg kicked helplessly. “FUHUCK, STOHOP! AHAHA, STOHOHOHOP!”

“I’m not hearing the safe word yet, George, you know when to use it,” Sapnap reminded, both to tease George about not stopping him yet and to make sure he still remembered it was an option. Quickly, he slid his hand back up, digging into the crease between George’s hip and thigh just a couple times, to make George flail and squeal– which is exactly what he did.

“NO– AH!” George yelped, his whole body jolting at the feeling that was gone as soon as it started.

Then, Sapnap switched arms, holding George’s ankles as tightly as he could in the opposite arm’s headlock, and then scribbled his nails up and down the soles of his socked feet without warning.

“OH SHIHIHIT– NOHOHO, SAHAHAPNAHAHAP, STOHOP IHIHIT–!” George’s voice was frantic, his body language desperate and hopeless, arching his back off the bed and turning himself to the side to bury his face in the pillow under him. He felt a hand touch his, gasping at the sudden touch, and he whipped his head around to see Dream lacing their fingers together gently to keep him grounded. Everything was just too much for him– his hand being held, the attention on him, the fingers tickling his feet, fast and rough with it, not giving George a second to breathe– it was making him dizzy. “PLEHEHEASE- PLEASE, IHI CAHAHA– I CAHAN’T–“ He took in a breath, swallowing against his dry throat, whimpering at the scratchiness he felt and slamming his free hand against the bed, gripping the sheets in his fist.

He couldn’t take any more, and Sapnap showed no signs of slowing down.

“SAHAP, STOHOHOP! MIHINECRAHAHAFT!” He yelled, and the immediate removal of the unbearable tickling filled him with so much relief he collapsed against the bed, jaw dropped as he took in as much oxygen as his body could, as quickly as he could. Sapnap broke into loud laughter as soon as the room went silent, Dream following quickly after, and George couldn’t help but laugh as well, whining in embarrassment. “It’s nohot funnyhyhy! Leave mehe alooooneee…” He complained, grabbing the pillow behind his head and pulling it over his face.

“It’s a little funny, Georgie,” Dream said, making George groan angrily, muffled by the pillow. Sapnap and Dream laughed again, but gave George a second to calm down still.

“I’m sorry, baby boy, I’m sorry. We’re done, it’s okay,” Sapnap soothed, patting George’s tummy gently, sliding his hands up his sides to his arms, pulling them down and taking the pillow away. “C’mon, you’re alright now, you can just chill. Here,” Sapnap said as he pushed George’s legs off his lap and leaned over to the fridge again, grabbing another bottle of water for George. George rolled his eyes but took it, pushing himself to sit up so he could open the water and drink some. In the meantime, Sapnap turned his attention to Dream, running a hand through his messy hair and cupping his cheek, rubbing his thumb gently under his eye. “You did really well. Both of you did a really good job. I really appreciate you letting me do that, even if it was really mean.”

“Hm…” Dream hummed, closing his eyes and melting into the touch. His hand came up to rest on top of Sapnap’s, almost comically large in comparison, but neither of them seemed to notice. “Of course. Anything for you. We love you.”

“Aw, Dreamie…” Sapnap whispered, smiling softly. “Turn over, I have an idea.” Dream fluttered his eyes open and nodded, trusting Sapnap wholeheartedly. He turned onto his tummy, wrapping his arms around the pillow and settling down against it, closing his eyes again. Sapnap smiled, fussing with his hair for a moment again before shifting over to straddle the backs of his thighs. Dream looked back at the sudden weight, but stayed relaxed. “Okay perfect, now you, c’mere,” He said, motioning to George, who looked over at him with wide eyes but slid over anyway. He let Sapnap pull him into place, and he ended up with his legs draped over Dream’s body, his head on Sapnap’s shoulder, and Sapnap’s hand on the back of his neck, running through the front of his hair before resting there and scratching at the soft curls.

George would never admit it, but all three of them could feel how instantly he relaxed into the hold, leaning against Sapnap’s chest.

“There we go,” Sapnap whispered, and his free hand dropped onto Dream’s back, gently scratching up and down his spine the way he knew Dream liked– even though it tickled like crazy. Dream gasped at first, shoulders tensing, but he relaxed even further after barely a second, letting out soft giggles and tiny kicks and squirms whenever Sapnap passed a good spot. “This is good, right?”

“Mhm,” George mumbled, nodding, Sapnap’s fingers practically putting him to sleep– and Dream was no better. “You had fun with that?”

“Oh my god, of course I did. How could I not when you’re both so cute?” Sapnap replied, making George hide in his neck and giggle, squirming to get closer. George always tended to get shy after tickles, and sometimes– if Sapnap was lucky– he’d get clingy too, only wanting to cuddle and nap and never let go.

It seemed Sapnap was lucky that day.

After a long while of silence, Sapnap took his hand off George's neck to reach for the remote, turning Death Note back on and lowering the volume, knowing George liked to have something on as background noise so he could relax easier. He took George's hand in his, bringing his palm up to his mouth and pressing a soft kiss to it. George giggled at the feeling, scrunching his nose up and shaking his head.

"Whahat are you doihing?" He asked through giggles, his hand flinching when Sapnap did it again.

"Giving you kisses," He said, doing it again. "Duh." Another kiss, each one making George flinch and giggle more.

"Yohou're duhumb. Let go." George tugged on his hand. Sapnap pulled his wrist closer, placing another kiss, and George's entire body jolted at that one.

"Stohop," He said in a fake stern voice.

"Nah. Bet my beard is tickling you too, huh?"

"Noho!" George denied, but Sapnap simply held his hand up to his mouth with both of his, making sure George couldn't pull away. He then continued to kiss at George's palm, over his fingers, up to his wrist, making sure to scratch his beard against his hand as he did it. "Nahaha! Sahahap! Thihihis ihis stuhupihihid, stohop!" George said through his giggles, his voice breathy and high in his throat. He squirmed at the feeling, pushing at Sapnap's head with his free hand, tapping his toes against the bed as he did so. After a few moments of this, George whined again. "Okay, okahahay, stohohop, it feels weheheird on my hahahand, c'mohon–“ He explained, and Sapnap let him go with one final, overdramatic kiss that he punctuated with a silly 'mwah!' sound effect. George giggled as he wiped his hand off on his pants, shaking his head and scrunching his nose at Sapnap, before leaning back against his shoulder again.

A moment later, Sapnap leaned down slightly, and he could see that Dream had fallen asleep, he smiled softly, wordlessly motioning for George to lay down as well, and he pulled his special Houston Rockets blanket over all three of them as he pulled George in to cuddle closer.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, knowing George’s mind could either go racing or go completely blank after tickles, and George hummed contentedly.

“M’good,” He replied sleepily, curling up against Sapnap’s chest and tugging him in by his hips. Sapnap giggled at the sudden pull, pressing a kiss to George’s temple and reaching over to make sure his hand stayed in contact with Dream’s arm behind George’s head, and they both joined Dream in a quick nap soon after.

And of course, the next day was filled with plenty of glorious revenge birthday tickles– after all, it was still Sapnap’s birthday.

#lee!george #ler!sapnap #lee!dream #cals writing #sleepy anon

[fluffallamaful]

concepts and rambles for fishster <33 🐟

@sleepy--anon ler!sapnap week

DAY 1 — ANTSY

🦙🦙🦙…

sapnap is playing some sort of video game with george in the room. george is winding him up and sap is constantly losing,, which leads to him becoming angy.

before either of them can register what is happening, sapnap’s mouse is flying across the room, and the hand that once controlled it is buried into george’s side. it quickly makes itself at home, kneading and pinching into the skin and mirroring the ravenous attack of his already-positioned left hand.

george’s reaction is delayed by a baffling second, during which both of his legs kick out, and a surprised shriek forms and climbs up his throat. a strangled yelp is what it is expelled as, and it is followed by a barrage of screeched questioning. his legs kick and push against sap’s thigh to propel himself away, and his hands are sent down to wring at the hungry fingers on his sides. the propelling fails and the fingers move up to squeeze at his ribs. george begins pleading, and the first resemblances of laughter make their way out too.

“SAHAhapnAhahPAP WHY!?”

sapnap can only laugh in response, for he too has only just come to terms with what’s happening. he isn’t able to explain it. he has no excuse for it. it’s just that right that second he really needed to tickle george. it was as though he had simply imploded. like what happens to stars when they die. the big bang. he’s like a big bang. if he were a star he’d probably be creating a universe right now, but instead he’s just forcing his good friend into hysterics.

he lets out a stream of giggles at the absurdity of his behaviour, but of course sapnap makes no move to stop. he needed a bit of a break from his game anyway, and this is entertaining enough :)

🦙🦙🦙…

#Sleepy's Ler!Sapnap Week #ler!sapnap #lee!george #llamas concepts #dteam tickle #dream team tickle #sleepy anon #lee!georgenotfound #sfw tickling

[ziracona]

So with my second read-through of my favorite chapters I think I finally figured out that Julie was essentially just dissassociating the whole time, or did I read that wrong? Also for the legion im curious if things will go differently than ILM did, speaking of which- Would Julie and Frank have caved and joined the survivors eventually? What do you think really would have convinced them?

More or less, although not like in a way where she doesn’t know what is going on. I think she just lightly dissociates constantly. She’s got a personality disorder, but she lies if I try to figure out which one. 🤷🏻‍♀️ So. I know how she behaves but not why. She’s very aware, she just…’unplugs’ as it were, from feeling it, so it’s easier to do, and has for years. Even the fun parts. That’s why she harps so much on things Frank says being nice because he talks about her like she’s a ‘real person’ or a ‘whole person.’ She’s very self aware. She knows she is not normal. She just chooses mostly not to think about that. Girl represses everything, always. Her brain is plugged in, her feelings are off, and so is any reasoning she doesn’t want to do.

Yes. Every timeline ends differently, especially for the realm killers and the Entity. NDF, ILM, FtEoNR, and HL (even ODE) would have some very significant changes. Some things always stay, the strongest ties as it were, like Nea and Min finding each other, but the ones more up to chance remain…butterfly effected.

But on to the exciting answer! (For me). A chance to talk about the chapter that never was for ILM! The answer is yes, they would have joined not long after the events of Oak, if the Entity hadn’t pushed a confrontation with Philip. I considered letting the story run longer to include the newest two releases (Yui and ST, I believe?). If I had, there would have been a chapter called Pheidippides that I was deeply fond of, and don’t think I’ve ever gotten to talk about before. Essentially, the short summary was the Clown ended up in an area beside Legion, and lured one of them (Julie) in with audio recorded bait. She got caught and tortured, with Joey swapping with her to protect her. The Clown tried to force him to switch back, because he prefers doing what he does to girls, and Joey refused. Using drugs on them to try and force him fucked them up, and made them temporarily lose the ability to switch back and forth, trapping Joey in the body. Jeff heard things going on, and attempted to help, and ended up trapped too, then got severely injured trying to draw fire off Joey. Eventually, drugs wear off enough Frank and Susie are able to swap and she (thin wrists) tag teams to get an arm free, and he stabs the Clown through the ear with a scalpel and kills him (outside a trial).

Frank immediately flips out and calls the Entity to be like “control your fucking killers what the hell?!? Two of us are in critical condition, and this survivor is one missed ER from dead!” But the Entity’s concern is immediately recovering its favorite killer, Kenneth, who was not insured at the moment, so it ejects them from Kenneth’s realm and makes it closed off while it tries to fix it. Frank keeps shouting about it needing to fix them them, which he can’t do because they’re in one body and thus can’t treat each other, so it just rips them back into four and basically tells him to fix it himself, and vanishes to rescue the Clown.

Frank and Susie are left mostly unharmed, with a traumatized and injured Julie, and a more severely injured and traumatized Joey, and an almost dead Jeff who has been getting tortured for them for the last hour. They have no medical supplies or experience, the Entity won’t come, everyone is going completely breakdown. The survivors have meds and expertise, and since Jeff entered Kenneth’s realm, while that’s impassible, it means the survivors /must/ be one away from them, with the ST Lab and Demogorgons, in the way.

Frank realizes Jeff’s only hope of survival is getting through the lab, to the survivors, and bringing them back. It’s the only way to help Joey and Julie either, who while not actively dying, are sincerely fucked. But they despise and won’t listen to him, so he can’t be the one to do it. He might get killed on sight. They’ll think it’s a trap. They won’t beleive. Which means Susie /has/ to. She’s the only one they’ll not hurt, and might believe. She’s terrified to do it, but going to, alone, but he tells her he’s not going to make her do it alone. He’ll go to protect her, and they’ll do it together.

They leave Julie and Joey to recuperate and try to care for Jeff best and long as they can, and then, knowing death outside a game is death for them (and this is a hell of a risk—they’re tough, but in the end they’re young adults with small knives, vs well, the destructive power of a demogorgon, and ILM verse while there’s only one demogorgon per trial, there are many in the Lab, so the lab is a death zone), and their odds are bad but there is just no other way, they together make a mad dash through the lab to the other side to get help.

And yeah I loved that idea it didn’t end up working for the over-arching narrative flow but maybe someday I’ll find a way to reuse it.

They would have become solid and continuing allies after the event, given the length of the Entity fucking them over, and survivors risking themselves to help. They’re flawed people, but they love their own deeply and sincerely. (Which is the exact situation the Entity is working to avoid during the events of NDF)

#ask #in living memory (fic) #in living memory #dead by daylight #sleepy anon #thanks for giving me an excuse to talk about a special interest! truly loved Pheidippides ^u^

[ghost-104]

I am absolutely OBSESSED with your design of dani! May I ask what inspired her? The vibes I get are very familiar, but I cent quite place it, it's been driving me insane

-sleepy anon

Well you see...

She's actually heavily inspired by paper mario (specifically @asavt 's design of them) AND "fighting with the melody" by Jimmy Unine!

But yeah! I'm really proud of the design for her! (Lilith might get a costume change though lmao)

#sleepy anon #dani disco devil #dani #dannise #the “show” #character design shinanigns #paper mario #paper mario origami king #pmok #i cant wait for her to make an appearance in the “show”

[threadsun]

hehehe may i request some powerplay? Like boss/employee or teacher/student or yknow something like that.

-Sleepy

Boss/employee? You want some boss/employee? Oh boy, have I got the boss/employee dynamic for you!

Content: boss/employee, powerplay, dubcon/coerced consent, stripping, voyeurism, masturbation, Barry

For the ask game

"You... wanted to see me?"

"Ah, come in." Barry gestures for you to close his office door.

You stand in front of his desk, rocking on your heels. There's a long, awkward moment where he keeps you waiting. He's typing something on his computer, and the cynical part of you wonders if he's actually doing anything or just wasting your time.

"Strip." He barely glances up at you, continuing to type with that same professional posture.

You blink. "Excuse me?"

"Strip." He pulls his attention away from his computer with a sigh and folds his hands in front of him. "I assume you know how to, seeing as you managed to change into your uniform this morning."

"Yes, I—Yes I know how to strip." You sputter out, thrown off by how casual he is.

"Then strip." He nods in encouragement, settling back in his seat. "Unless you want to be out of a job."

Your breath catches at the threat, choking for just a moment. You barely have time to consider what's happening before your panic-addled brain is stripping for him. You fumble with the uniform, starting with your apron. You tug it over your head and start on the other little accessories. Soon enough, you're tugging at your top nervously.

"Slower." His voice is thick with lust, one hand slipping beneath his desk. "Strip slowly."

#swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #barryposting #Barry the Manager x reader #gn!reader #18+ only #sunshine #sleepy anon

[aninklingof]

Missed messages is intriguing me

From this

This is the oldest of the bunch, so old it was before I used Google docs to write my fics, so this is just in my drafts here.

Hope you enjoyed!

#sean’s stupid brain #seans sad ask box #sleepy anon #thanks for the ask #wip game #ask game #lee!dream #ler!sapnap

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

imagine traveler reader, like not Lumine or Aether but a reader who likes to travel around Teyvat. Imagine traveler reader bringing back shiny stones and other souvenirs for Ajax and FL. Childe and FL can’t always be together with reader because of Childe’s Fatui duties so they write each other letters every once in a while.

Traveler reader sometimes sends little mechanical toys(little puzzle toys like a rubiks cube) from the nation that they’re currently in to the two of them (actually it’s mainly for FL, he likes fiddling with the contraption and trying to figure out how it works, though it’s a bit hard for him to do so with his big big hands) so that they can play with it whenever they feel lonely.

Imagine traveler reader and Childe meeting up in a nation not knowing that the other was going to be there as well and they are just like @(・●・)@ Σ੧(❛□❛✿) for a while before immediately jumping into the other’s embrace because it’s been so long since they’ve last seen each other

(Can i be sleepy anon?)

yes you can absolutely be sleepy anon!!! welcome welcome :D

i wholeheartedly believe that both Childe and Foul Legacy need something to fidget with when they're in boring meetings or generally waiting around, so any puzzle devices you send are VERY appreciated, even more so if they're quiet so he's not bugging his coworkers. you always send little notes back with your gifts if you can't be there to explain them yourself, often with a bit of history and miscellaneous information you came across on your travels. you send him photos for safekeeping as well- you're in the process of making a scrapbook of all the pictures you've taken- and Legacy is careful to handle them delicately, only pinching the corner with his claws to set them in the book for you to sort out when you return. it hurts, being away from you- but the letters and shiny rocks and pressed flowers and tiny puzzles you send them help stave off the pain for a little bit, until they can both see you again...

...which is actually going to be sooner than expected, because by some miracle you both end up in Fontaine, him for vacation and you as a detour from Sumeru (you've been in the desert for weeks and you're sick of sand). you almost think you're hallucinating when you spot that familiar head of ginger hair in the crowd, instinctively shouting his name. his dull blue eyes meet yours and widen, a hint of light flashing in them as he beams, running over and scooping you into his arms with an overjoyed laugh. the only thing that prevents him from kissing you right then and there is that you're in public, so he drags you to the apartment he's staying in and immediately starts peppering in your face in light little pecks. the kisses eventually turn into small licks and nudges as Foul Legacy takes over, gingerly cupping your cheeks with his talons- they're definitely not letting go of you tonight, or the next day... or the next week

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #oh my goodness alright listen #the minute you said puzzles i thought that you'd be great friends with faruzan #imagine introducing legacy to faruzan and they become friends #she's old she's not afraid #you make little puzzles for legacy together aaaaaa #short scenario #other's stuff #good evening #sleepy anon #chit chat

[mushiewrites]

(I'm about to kill you here Mushie) I just realized, no one has ever written about this position. Let's use snf as an example (for Sap's thunder thighs)

Sapnap chilling on the couch until George decides to be annoying and sits between his legs on the floor, constantly jostling his comfortable position, talking through the whole movie, tugging his leg hair. Sapnap eventually just leans forward and snatches George’s tiny wrists, pulls them out so he's T posing in a way and sets his legs over his biceps. When he releases George’s wrists, the weight of his legs pressing his keeps his arms pinned out, he can't even reach past his thighs with his bent elbows. Sapnap just takes out his annoyance slowly and methodically, working all of George’s tickle spots in just the way he knows how, to drive George crazy, even worse for him is he's so close to grabbing him but he can only brush his fingers against his wrists

first off. i am so so sooooo sorry im so late on this (i know you dont care but IM SORRY ANYWAY)

second. i adore the trope of a lee almost being able to stop the ler, but stopping just short of it. it's so incredibly cruel for absolutely no reason. its perfect

….anyway, lets get into it

we all know how much of a little shit george is - he's a natural brat, he just cant help it! its not his fault he was born like this! but regardless, there are people who take it better than others. dream and sapnap being the perfect example. i mean, dont get me wrong; dream absolutely gets annoyed by george, but hes just so fond of him that he normally just lets it slide

but sapnap? absolutely not.

the day he learns how ticklish george is is the best day of sapnap's life. he uses it for everything; to get george to give in to whatever sapnap wants, to cheer george up when hes grumpy, to punish george when hes annoying. and boy is george annoying

so its no surprise (even though it always is to george somehow) when sapnap suddenly growls out a quiet "that's it" from between his clenched teeth before grabbing george's wrists, pulling them quickly out to the sides against the couch cushions behind him. sapnap throws his thighs quickly over george's arms, successfully trapping his arms and his body in place from where hes sat between sapnap's legs on the floor

george is immediately pleading, never having been in this vulnerable of a position before and finding it incredibly flustering. sapnap can tell, and he plays it up. he pokes his pointer fingers under each of george's arms once, making him yelp and try to yank his arms down. but sapnap's weight keeps him practically immobile from his waist up, trapped between and under the strong thighs of his friend

sapnap would coo at him, reaching a hand up to ruffle his hair as george let's his head fall back into sapnap's lap to look up to him. his boba eyes are glassy and wide, clearly full of nerves and excitement at the compromising position hes found himself in. sapnap would laugh, loving how much of a mess george was already before slowly drawing circles in the middle of his underarms, sending him into hysterics

he digs into each and every rib, making sure to take his time to really dig between them. he makes sure that george feels every single tiny spark of ticklish energy as intensely as he can, and george swears fireworks are exploding under his skin. his eyes are wet, and whenever george flings his head back to laugh sapnap can see the trails of wetness down his cheeks from the tears. sapnap flutters his fingers over george's stomach, making sure to press gently at the lower tummy a couple of times to make george buck his hips up into the air....it's much easier for sapnap to latch onto them this way :D

eventually sapnap makes his way back up under george's arms, and it's then he remembers just how sensitive his triceps are. so he drags his nails there experimentally. just a tiny scratch on the soft skin of george's right tricep. the reaction is insane. george screams like someone is killing him before breaking out into the most ridiculous high pitched cackles sapnap has ever heard. his cheeks are bright red and he’s pleading every chance he can.

unfortunately, it goes without being acknowledged

sapnap switches to lightly dragging his fingers over both triceps, and george enters a whole different level of hysteria. george is frantic, bending his arms as much as he can. his fingers are outstretched and lightly brushing against sapnap's knuckles, but never reaching far enough to grab them to stop the tickling. it's a never ending loop of torture, and being so close to successfully putting an end to it makes everything ten times worse. sapnap uses both hands on one of george's triceps and his laugh goes silent, signaling to sapnap that it's time to stop

of course sapnap slides down onto the floor with george, cuddling into him and hugging him tight. george continues giggling deliriously, still feeling an overflow of ghost tickles all throughout his body. he whines and complains to sapnap that it's not fair, that he hates him, but george stays glued to sapnap's side the rest of the night, just absolutely floaty and giggly and completely satisfied

#lee!george #ler!sapnap #sleepy anon #asks #uh. hi #i dont even know what i wrote but here u go #enjoy #mushie concepts / hcs #mcyt tickle #thank u summer for reading this!!!! #im sorry cal bby ur supposed to be eeping and i don’t wanna disturb youuuuuu

[chaifootsteps]

Hi, Chai! I just wanted to say that your blog has become a part of my daily routine. I always sit down and read through all the new posts while I eat my breakfast. Because of time zones, most Viv-related stuff happens when I’m asleep. So it’s like the morning newspaper!

Ya know, wake up and grab some coffee, sit down and see “what the hell did Viv do this time?” It’s entertaining and horrifying at the same time. The perfect thing to wake you up!

🌙 Ya girl Sleepy Anon

Schadenfreude, the most important meal of the day!

#Anonymous #Sleepy Anon #viv stuff #actual blog post #nice things people say

[parasytte]

Hiii it's me again, sleepy anon. I'm gonna be honest your OCs have me in a choke hold and I love your writing, so needless to say I think of little scenarios at school when I get bored. Anyways this is another one with Yan jock+cheerleader (they are the ones who have the biggest hold on me).

Anyways what would happen if reader started leaning into the two's touch more and more. Like they start hugging back, leaning onto one's shoulder when they sit next to them, holding their hand instead of just basically being a limp fish. When Casey starts talking they doesn't stare off into space, wondering what brought them here. Instead they listen, talk to him, and even ask questions. No longer pushing them away when they cling to reader.

What if the even went as far as asking for it/looking for it. Like asking for a hug, or randomly holding one's hand.

I'm gonna be honest I can basically see Casey squealing into his pillow while doing the leg kicks (if ykyk).

Anyways this was just a thought I got at 3rd period this morning and I have a ton more of these that come to me when I get bored. Lemme know if you want more cause they have been living rent free since I found you page.

Have a great day/night. (Sorry for any spelling mistakes I usually don't see them at first most of the time even when I go back and proof read)

-sleepy anon <3

I LOVE U SLEEPY ANON !!! i love ur reqs so much !!!!!!!!

to answer your question ,, if reader were to start leaning more into their touch they would definitely notice it !! i imagine casey would notice first because he's the more observant one of the two. casey most definitely goes home and squeals into his pillow while kicking his legs, and elijah gets the biggest, dumbest smile on his face when he catches onto it.

and omg if you go as far as to like, seek out their affection ??? they. are. so. happy!!!!!! thank the heavens you're finally out of that "what do you mean we're dating ive never talked to you in my life", hard-to-get act and are finally warming up to them !! you've made them the happiest guys in the world !!!

thank you so much for the compliments !!!! and send in as many thoughts/ideas as you want, seeing you in my inbox makes my day !!! <3

#sleepy anon #<3333 #yandere oc #yandere jock #yandere cheerleader #poly yandere #yandere boy #elijah caddel my oc #casey hayes my oc #yandere male #male yandere #yandere #male y/n #mlm yandere #yandere drabble #yandere imagines #yandere love #yandere male x male reader #yandere oc x reader #yandere ocs #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x male reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #tw yandere #casey my oc #elijah my oc #yandere poly #anonymous