#giggles and ghasts

[alexielve]

@someone1348

HI!! I got you for the mcyt fic event and I really hope you enjoy this!

Tommy had been Tubbo's best friend for a while, from early Lmanburg, to Pogtopia and even past exile, but one thing Tubbo could never get accustomed to is seeing how sad Tommy was. He was no longer his happy, bubbly self. Instead that was replaced by a hollow shell of emotions, with an occasional fake smile. He couldn't lie and say he wasn't concerned, but he didn't want to bring it up with Tommy. So instead, he started trying to make Tommy smile. It went on for a while, from constant jokes to acting overly dramatic, but none of it got a smile out of the blonde. Tubbo began to lose hope before he saw a scene. He saw Ranboo and Michael playing, but not just any playing. Ranboo was using his tail to brush over Michael's tummy while the little piglin squealed and giggled happily. Tubbo looked at the scene with an adoring smile before thinking,

 "What if Tommy is still ticklish?"

So that became his mission, to tickle Tommy and get him smiling again. The next time he saw Tommy he set his plan into action. 

"Hey Boss man!" 

Tubbo smiled as he saw his best friend walking towards him. 

"Hey Tubbo" 

Tommy tried to smile but it came out as a half hearted attempt to seem okay. Tubbo's smile faltered, he just knew he had to make Tommy smile. Time to set his plan into action. 

"Hey bossman?" 

"Hm?" 

"Remember when we were younger, you were always extremely ticklish? Are you still?" 

Tommy flushed and stuttered with wide eyes while trying to act oblivious. 

"O-Of course I'm not what are you on about." 

But Tubbo had known his best friend for years, and definitely knew when he was lying. He tackled Tommy and sat on his waist. 

"Are you sure Toms? Cause if you aren't, you shouldn't mind this!" 

With that, Tubbo began to skitter his fingers all over Tommy's stomach, smiling as Tommy went even redder trying to hold back his giggles. 

"Aww, cmon Toms, let those cute giggles out!" Tubbo teased switching to drilling small circles into his lower stomach. 

With that the dam broke, and Tubbo smiled widely, his best friend was finally laughing again. 

"TuhUhubs- cMohohohon-" 

"Cmon what bossman? Tickle you more? Okay!" 

Tubbo drilled into his hips and Tommy let out a near shriek before bursting into happy cackles. 

"TUHUHUBOHOHO- NAHAHAHA-" 

Tommy snorted as Tubbo raspberryed his stomach. He couldn't lie, this is the happiest he felt in a while, but his need to breathe overlooked how much fun he was having. 

"OHOHOKAHAHAY- STOHOHOP-" 

Hearing that, Tubbo paused and tubbed away the remaining tingles that his friend would be feeling. 

"You okay there Toms?" 

No reply. Tubbo had looked down where Tommy lay and Tommy laid fast asleep. He smiled and played with Tommy's hair. 

"Sleep well Toms, Sleep well."

[aninklingof]

Just Pretending

This is my fic for @emmadoodlewrites for the Giggles and Ghasts event! (Run by @gigglesandghasts )

The prompt Emma requested was: (cc!) Dream tickles George awake to get him used to the timezone change but discovers that George was pretending to get tickles!

Lee! George, Ler! Dream

Warnings: none, ✨Platonic!✨

Enjoy, and Merry Christmas!

~~~~~

Dream knocked softly on George’s bedroom door with his ear pressed up close to listen for the man. “George? You awake?”

When no answer was given the blonde entered the room, his eyes landing on the lump of blankets in the middle of the bed. Morning sunlight streamed through the small gap in the window and bathed the calm space in a warm glow, yet here George soundly slept.

It was only day three of George finally living with Dream and Sapnap in the Dream Team household. The last two days Dream had allowed George to sleep as much as he wanted to rid him of his jet lag, but now the taller was worried that George wouldn’t adjust properly to the drastic change in timezones.

So here he was, creeping up to the unmoving mound of blankets to wake the Brit. “George, hey, it’s time to get up,” he said, shaking the man gently. He merely groaned and shifted slightly, but remained stubbornly asleep.

Dream peeled back the layers of covers to reveal a disheveled brunette head. George’s eyes were shut and his mouth parted slightly, he looked so peaceful. Dream almost felt bad.

“Geooorge,” the younger cooed, rubbing his thumb over George’s warm cheek. “Wake up George, it’s time to get up.”

The Brit turned his head away from the feeling, causing Dream to brush over the base of his ear. He let out a small whine and pressed his face further into his pillow.

This gave Dream an idea, and his mouth curled into a smirk that resembled the grinch. “Georgie~ Don’t make me wake you up~” He slowly pulled down the sheets until the brunette’s torso was revealed and he began tracing shapes lazily into the clothed belly bellow him.

George twitched and began to stir at last. He huffed small giggles through his nose and smooshed his face further into his pillow. Dream smiled fondly and took this as his sign to continue.

“Aww, does it tickle Georgie~? Well you’d better wake up to stop me,” Dream teased. He started using both hands to tap on the brunette’s sides.

This time George let out an audible squeak and real giggles began to fall from his lips. His mouth was pressed into a thin smile and his eyelashes fluttered. Almost as if….

“Are you awake?” The blonde asked incredulously, watching the older’s face closely for any hint towards him truly being asleep.

Upon hearing Dream’s words however, George’s cheeks flushed bright red and he began giggling louder and smiling with his teeth. This was enough of an answer.

“You are!!” He suddenly dug his fingertips into George’s ribs, causing the Brit to jump a foot in the air and his eyes to fly open.

“NAHAHA DREHEHEAAAM—!” He cackled, thrashing so hard he kicked all of his blankets to the floor. “Dreheheheam cuhuhuhut ihihihit ohohouuuut!!”

“Why were you pretending to be asleep, huh~?” Dream exclaimed with a wide grin. He swung a leg over George to straddle his hips, continuing to dance his fingers up and down the once-sleeping man’s ribcage like a piano.

“Stohohohop Dreheheam, ihihihit tihihihickles—!” George giggled wildly. His hands gripped Dream’s wrists tight but he made no true attempt to push them off his sensitive torso, which did not go unnoticed by the ladder.

“You’re not pushing me off,” Dream stated before gasping dramatically. “You want me to tickle you don’t you!!”

“NO!! NO I— DreheheEAM—!” George squealed as the younger’s hands jumped up to scratch at his armpits, sending him into waves of hysteria.

“Admit it Georgie! You were pretending to sleep so I’d tickle you silly!” The blonde shouted over George’s screechy laughter and drilled into his underarms enthusiastically.

George arched off the bed and his laughter went silent for a moment before he screamed “OHOHOHOKAY YEHEHES!! YEHEHEHEHEHES IHIHIHI WAHAHAS FAHAHAHAKING!!! PLEHEHEHEASE DREHEHEHEAM EHEHEHEHEHENOUGH!!”

Upon the Brit’s desperate cry Dream immediately stopped and laid down next to the giggling man, cuddling him close and scratching comfortingly at his scalp.

“Thahahat…..” George spoke finally after a few minutes of regulating his breathing. “…..wahas mehean.”

“Says the one who faked being asleep because he wanted them,” Dream responded smugly.

The brunette’s face lit up like a stoplight and he lightly smacked the man cuddling him with a flustered “shut up”.

They ended up falling asleep in each other’s arms and stayed asleep until noon. Sapnap scolded them for sleeping in, but Dream and George didn’t care in the slightest. They’d do it again in a heartbeat.

~~~~~

[someone1348]

Heyyo I know it is very late in December, I have had a lot to do but here is my commission for Giggles and Ghasts!

I was sent a prompt for: @commit-eye-bleach so if this tag works I hope you enjoy!

The people in this: lee!osmp!sneeg, ler!osmp!ranboo

I'm using She/Her Pronouns for Ran because they said that their character in orgins was trans!fem! Just so no ones confused! /pos /gen

Tw: none!

With all that being said Enjoyy!

-K :]

____________~☆°♡°☆°♡°☆~_____________

Tickles for the tiny one

Today was supposed to be just like any other day, key word, was. The Enderian was going to go out and gather materials for her base and for general basic needs but her plan came to a pause mid journey when she felt tiny tugs to her cape from the ground.

"Huh?" She tried to look down and around to see what or who it was, there were two people who could go small so she had a 50/50 shot at guessing. "Where?!" She twirled and still nothing! She was starting to think she was crazy until she heard a tiny giggle and felt someone crawling up her body like a jungle gym.

"Hehey! Woah!-" She fell to the ground, tripping on her cape just to see a tiny sneegsnag in front of her face

"Helloooo!" The tiny one spoke as Ran giggled and smiled back at him "Hello you little sneak!" Sneeg giggled moving down to his shoulder "Stahap it!" Ranboo giggled taking him off of her shoulder and into her palm glaring at him jokingly.

"What's up Sneeg?, you're stopping my mining plans" Sneeg smirked sitting in her palm "I wanna join you! Pleaaasseee" Ran rolled her eyes with a smile "It looks like I have no choice"

She smirked back as a mischievous idea formed in her head "You know Sneeg, I think im gonna cancel my plans I found something much MUCH better to do~"

The Inchlings eyes widened as he tried to scrabble out of her hand but it was too late, Rans pinkey finger, which normal sized to a person but huge for an Inchling, landed right onto his stomach wiggling around as, the now trapped sneeg broke out into laughter,

"NOHOHO WAHAHAIT RAHAHAN NOHOHOT THEHEHERE-" He snorted a little as Ran cooed

"Awwwww you're tiny little giggles are sooo much better then mining for materials!" She smiled moving around to each of his sides

"PFAHA-" Sneeg shrieked kicking his tiny legs out "RAhahan PlEheheASe! I dihIhiN't dOho AnytHihiNg! WRohoNG!" He rested his head in her gentle palm as she snickered,

"YOU decided to climb my like a jungle gym and make me think im crazy so yeah, you deserve these tickles, Tickletickletickletickle~" She moved back to his stomach swirling around his bellybutton.

"AHAHAHAHA" Sneeg snorted again before he spoke "I GIHIHIVE!"

Ran rolled her eyes again with a giggle as she moved to his neck, gently tickling him there to keep him giggly

"Ihihit tihihickles"

"Im so glad it does! You're having so much fun!" She smiled before rubbing away the ghost tickles "You okay Sneeg?"

Sneeg nodded giggling as he caught his breath trying to stand up again on her palm "Thahat was ehehevil"

"Oh pleased you clearly enjoyed it!"

"No comment"

They both giggled as Ranboo put him back on her shoulder "You're safe with me, you can rest here while I mine okay?"

Sneeg yawned before questioning him "Wahahait what happened to the change in plans?"

She giggled ruffling his hair gently with her pinky "That was the change in plans"

"Ohhhhh,,, HEY! WAIT!"

"HAHA!"

---------------------------------------------------

So I don't know if ya'll saw yet but I did remove the dream smp/mcyts out of my account bio, so this is my last fic of them, I apologize to everyone who only follows me for those fics, I am not unfollowing anyone or deleting any of my other dsmp/mcyt posts I'm just no longer writing for it! I understand if you want to unfollow me because of this decision, but I have made up my mind on this one /gen

This was a great send off! :] I hope everyone understands, Treat yourself, Take care of yourself, Never forget your worth, you are valid, you are loved and I could not be more proud of you! /p /gen /pos

-K <3

[kasey-writes-stuff]

Giggles and ghast prompt from @thisisminana I hope you enjoy!

Punz and Dream had met up multiple times over the course of the past few months so thus they learned a lot about one another one of those things was how ticklish the other is and just how competitive they both were! George and Sapnap were currently off in their rooms George reluctantly editing while Sapnap was playing valorant… Thus leaving Dream and Punz alone for the moment, they were bored trying to decide what to do when suddenly Dream smirked an idea coming to mind… He knew it was pretty up to chance if Punz would agree but he had hopes he would!

“YOU WANNA WHAT?!”

Punz’s eyes widened as he fully took in Dreams words

Dream nodded slowly

You heard me

“I wanna have a tickle fight, loser has to order dinner for tonight”

Punz blinked a few times slight worry if Dream managed to get to one of his death spots early enough but his need for competition quickly overtook that!

“Fine let’s do this”

Dream nods

“Alright let’s go”

They move to an open space on the floor and within seconds are wrestling back and forth fighting for the upper hand! It’s a fierce battle but after a minute or so Punz comes out on top after a quick scribble to dreams tummy which made him squeal in surprise as he fell backwards allowing Punz to sit on his thighs effectively pinning him down..

“EEP!”

Punz laughed softly

“Ohh just a quick lkttle tummy scribble already has me with the upper hand are you sure you wanna do this Dream? Are you sure you don’t wanna give up now hmm?”

Dream shook his head defiantly as he practically shouts

“No way dude! It’s gonna take more than that to make me give up!”

Punz shrugs

“Alright then you asked for it..”

Punz’s hands dived to Dream’s stomach immediately scribbling with no end in sight!

Dream shrieked wiggling beneath Punz as he loudly laughed

“AAEEH NOHOHO PUHUHNNZZZ!”

Punz laughed softly

“What you’re the one who said it would take more than just a single scribble to make you give up so I’m giving you multiple!”

Dream is unable to come up with a proper reply knowing he’s right but also deciding to instead use what energy he has to focus on how he can turn the tables..

He barely manages to get his hands from where they were in his hair gripping it to control the tickly feeling even slightly and move them to Punz’s hips squeezing quickly!

Punz yells in surprise as he falls backwards

“GAH NAHA!”

Dream quickly pushes through the ghost tickles as he sits on Punz’s thighs mmediately squeezing at his hips

“Haaha got you now Punz! Your hips are just soooo ticklish aren’t they?”

Punz blushes pink as he shakes his head

“SHUHUTT UHUUPPP DOHONNTT TEEHAHAAHASEEHEHE!”

Dream smirks snickering softly

“Aww can be tough Punzie not take teasing hmm? Is it too flustering does it make you all blushy and feel butterflies knowing you can’t stop me?”

Dreams words meant stop him from teasing and Punz knew that but instead took that as a challenge

He quickly tried to fight to get Dream off him!

Dream simply laughed quickly blowing a raspberry on his stomach to disable him and it worked!

Punz shrieked falling backwards

“AEEH NHAHAHA NOHO FAHIHRR!”

Dream laughed again

“What do you mean no fair it’s a tickle fight everything is fair!”

Punz once again took that as a challenge! He quickly fought to sit up stomach still tingling as one hand flies to Dreams stomach scribbling and squeezing as his other flew to his side doing the same and his face buried into Dreams neck nibbling and blowing raspberries!

It was now Dreams turn to shriek as he fell back laughing loudly as Punz tackles him sitting on his thighs as he wastes no time raising his shirt blowing raspberry after raspberry on his stomach as his hands scribble all the way from Dreams sides up to his armpits and then even down to his hips switching to squeezing!

“AEEH NAHAHHAHA HAHHAHA PUHUHUNNZZZ AHAHHA NOHOHOHO!”

Punz now laughs smiling triumphantly

“Awww too much Dreamie? Hmm too ticklish? Too many tickle spots being tickled at once? Can’t take this?”

Dream whines through his hysteric laughter his face turning red as he shakes his head trying to think of a way out… A light bulb goes off and Dream knows his last ditch effort and hopes it’ll work!

He quickly works to control his arms to stop them from flailing about as Punz is pausing between raspberries and he uses that opportunity to began scratching at Punz’s ears!

Look okay the ears are both a bad and melt spot on George and it was all Dream could think of to try! Dream is shocked as is Punz when he squeaks and begins giggling

“EEK! Whahhattt thehhe hehehcckkk?!?”

Punz is in a daze of surprise and suddenly beginning to feel melty his balance becoming unstable!

Admist Punz’s shock and melting state Dream manages to push Punz off him and quickly sit on his ankles!

“Woo! That’s nice to know your ears are a melty spot isn’t it Punzie?”

Punz giggles slightly his ears still tingling

“Huhusshh ihiittss nohott-“

Suddenly once tnr surprise and short burst of meltyness wears off he realizes how Dream is sat and begins trying to pull his legs out from under Dream but before he can even get a proper attempt or even utter a single word of disagreement Drean strikes!

His fingers scribbling quickly up and down Punz’s socked feet!

Punz shrieks twisting around his ankles screaming to be free so the feeling will stop!

“AEEH NAHAHAH DRHEHWHAHMMM NOHOTT THEHERREHHE!”

Dream snickers

“Whattt it’s only fair I mean you did get my death spot with a ton of raspberries after all… Oohh say I’ve actually let my nails grow a little more than normal recently I wonder how they’d feel on your bare feet? Hmm aren’t you curious as well?”

Punz’s eyes widen as he tries again to escape but it’s no use

“Nonononono Dream plehehasshehe!”

Dream smirks holding back a pleased giggle

“Oh? Giggling already? You know I don’t have to do this you could just give up already…”

Punz shakes his head defiantly

“Noho! I won’t give!”

Dream tsks softly

“Alright then you asked for it…”

Dream wastes no time quickly scribbling up and down Punz’s socked feet!

Punz shrieks thrashing around as laughter practically booms out his mouth

“AEEH BAHAAHA NOHOHO AHHA IHIHI CAHAHNTTT!”

Dream snickers

“Oh you can’t? Hmm? Then just give up! It’s that simple!”

Punz shakes his head in denial

“NOHOHO IHIH WOHONNTT GIHIVEHHE!”

He attempts to sit up and grab at Dream’s shirt to maybe pull him backwards but he instantly freezes as Dream laughs and he feels his socks slipping off

“Haha oho Punz Punz Punz you’re just too competitive for your own good aren’t you?”

Punz usually would giggle residually after feet tickles but right now he was rendered silent at first until finally he began stuttering out and nearly second guessing not giving up…

“D-dream d-dream… you you don’t have to do this..”

Dream waits a moment his hands resting on Punz’s heels

“Oh but don’t I? I mean you said you wouldn’t give up.. unless wait is the great PunzOP giving up? Is he done? Is he declaring himself a loser?”

Punz groans at Dream knowing just how to get under his skin to keep him going

“I’m not done! Go ahead and do it it’ll make it all the sweeter when I manage to escape and figure out a way to make you be the loser!”

Dream chuckles softly

“Okay yea sure good luck with that”

Dream then wastes no time scribbling up and down Punz’s feet even scratching the sides and tops slightly never staying in one place too long

Punz lets out a massive scream falling into hysterics as his body jolts before flailing aimlessly his legs trying to pull out from under Dream with a new fire

“AAAHH NONONONOHOHOO AHAHHAA DRHEHHEHAHAHAMMM AHAHHAHAHA!”

Dream laughs at Punz’s scream shaking his head softly

“My my such a scream and such loud laughter it must tickle sooo bad doesn’t it?”

Punz’s face reddens as he covers his face

“SHUHUTTT UHUHUPPP!”

Dream scoffs

“Such harsh words when you’re in no position to be saying them…”

With that Dream focuses on Punz’s instep on one foot and under his toes on the other both spots being specific extra death spots for the older

No sound comes out Punz’s nervous system being unable to comprehend the feeling

Dream turns around slightly to check on him and quickly sees Punz’s hand tapping the ground and he climbs off the older who in turn curls up giggling and panting

Dream reaches out to pat Punz’s head and he flinches at first then settles

“You okay? I didn’t go too far did I?”

Punz shakes his head softly as he sits up

“No no you’re good I just pushed myself a little extra this time but it’s not your fault and it wasn’t too too much I’ve had worse before from my siblings”

Dream nods relieved he didn’t go too far

“Good good, and geeze worse than that? Really? How did you survive?”

Punz shrugs

“I don’t know honestly looking back on it now it’s good it really helped increase my stamina hense how I’m usually able to win most tickle challenges”

Dream nods

“Makes sense, so ready to pay for the pizza and everything”

Punz groans softly

“Yea whatever next time you’re so losing and paying”

Dream snickers

“Yea as long as I go easy on you don’t go straight for your feet”

Punz bushes softly as he points at Dream

“Hey you just better hope I go easy on you and don’t immediately pull out the nibbles and raspberries plus add on your hips for some squeezes”

Dream now blushed softly and quickly tossed Punz his phone

“So um pizza right”

Punz snickers rolling his eyes ordering the pizza and everything

The end

[prince-luci]

@skepphalo I was your person for Giggles and Ghasts. It is going to take it bit longer that expected. I do apologize.

[kairiscorner]

ok but like, he would be a sweet big brother (and a minecraft veteran).

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

he has a soft spot for the little fella — miles 42 x reader

you had to do the laundry and cook some dinner like your parents asked you to, and miles was down to help, but you insisted he could just sit back and watch over your little sibling. he didn't wanna make it known to you he had zero knowledge on babysitting so he just awkwardly sat down next to them. after a few minutes of silence, miles kept looking at your sibling from the corner of his eye, watching them play on their ipad, making sure they wouldn't fall over or do something stupid.

he decided to sit there in silence and look at his phone and wait for you to finish your chores, when all of a sudden, your younger sibling tapped his shoulder. he looked over at them and they moved closer to him, showing him the game on their screen. "oh, minecraft?" he asked the kid, and they nodded. "do you know how to make a fishing rod?" they asked him, their big doe eyes looking up into his own chestnut brown ones.

miles began to teach the kid how to craft the necessary items they needed, but the kid didn't stop there. they showed miles around their minecraft home, their horses and cows, and their dog. miles chuckled because the kid was so imaginative, so creative with their little minecraft home. "ey, invite me over sometime, will ya? i can play with you on your server when i get home." he offered the kid with a smile.

your little sibling beamed up at him. "you would?" they asked him, and he nodded, grinning all the while. "of course." your little sibling was overjoyed, they had never played with anyone else before, not until miles asked to play with them. they reached in to hug miles and thanked him happily for wanting to play with them. "i'll make you a big house! i'll put it by the lakes, oh! and i'll make an army of iron golems to protect you!" they exclaimed as miles ruffled their hair and chuckled lightly. "thanks little fella, i'll take you to the nether and we'll explore there, whaddya say?" he offered as your sibling smiled widely. "i've never gone there i'm so scared of the ghasts... please keep me safe, big bro!" they pleaded miles.

he had never been called that before, 'big bro'–it felt... gratifying, in a way. it felt rewarding, warm, and just overall good. he liked your little sibling, they were so sweet and they liked him too; he was worried your sibling might find him weird or too quiet, but not at all! he smiled and pinched your sibling's cheek playfully, with them giggling at the touch. "oh, you bet i will. those ghasts aren't ready for your big brother miles." he said with an air of confidence as your sibling was building a nether portal in creative mode for miles to play right now.

maybe he was a natural at this, maybe he just got lucky your sibling was so friendly and amicable–or maybe... he just happened to end up being a really good older brother figure for them, even if he had doubts in the beginning.

tags !! @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @popeheywardssecretgf @solecitoszn

[five-rivers]

A Star is Born!

AO3

@astatia-ghast

After revealing himself as a ghost (as a hero) (as an inhuman monster), Danny had gotten used to people staring at him.  Even people who had known him for a long time.  Especially people who had known him for a long time.  Something something, couldn’t reconcile the person they knew with the person they admired, according to Jazz.  

Danny had, honestly, enjoyed the attention at first.  It was kind of like with the Yetis!  But the thrill of being invited to every party wore thin fast.  Now he just ignored it the best he could.  

Today, however, was different, and it was really getting on his nerves.  Today, there was giggling.  

So, he normally didn’t mind giggling, but it was coinciding with an awful lot of pointing and whispering.  That, he was less fond of.  

Still.  What could he do about it?  Other than be annoyed.  He was going to do that anyway.  He got his breakfast (the lunch ladies were staring) and sat down at his usual table to wait for Tucker.  Sam was taking a zero period cooking class, and wouldn’t meet up with them until ten minutes before the bell rang.  

“Oh my gosh!”

Danny looked up.  Tucker was standing a few paces from the cafeteria doorway.  His eyes sparkled with emotions Danny had never before seen outside of an anime.  He looked delighted.  

“Danny, dude!” said Tucker, and now he flung his arms out and to the sides so violently the stylus attached to his PDA went flying and would have been lost to the mysterious and forbidden lands behind the breakfast-line counter if not for Danny’s swift use of telekinesis.  “Where did you get those nekomimi?  They look so realistic!”

“The what?” asked Danny.  

“The cat ears!”

“What cat ears?” asked Danny.  

There was a moment of silence as the whispers stopped.  

“He doesn’t know,” hissed someone, their voice carrying easily across the cafeteria.  

“I need to film this.”  There was a mad scramble for phones, PDAs, and in one notable case a full sized TV camera that absolutely should not be on campus.  

“Tucker,” said Danny, “are you telling me that there are cat ears on my head right now?”

“I mean, I guess they could be dog or wolf ears, but, yes.”

Danny raised his hands to the sides of his heads and found his earlobe.  It felt a bit… weaker, more fragile, than it had before.  He traced the sides of his ears up and up and up and…

“Tucker,” said Danny, holding onto the very tips of his ears, “why?”

“I don’t know, man.  Didn’t Frostbite say you might get shapeshifting powers?”  Tucker shuffled forward.  “Maybe you’re thinking too hard about cats.  Do you have a tail and is it fuzzy?”

Danny opened his mouth to say no, but then experienced the always-unsettling sensation of his spine reconstructing itself while he was still human.  Then, to Danny’s mortification, there was a terrible ripping sound and a fully formed and very fluffy tail unrolled itself.  

Across the room, Paulina stood up, a determined expression on her face.  “If you do requests, can you make your eyes green and pretty and sparkly and huge and slitted like a cat’s?  I’ve always wanted to see what that would be like on a human.”

Danny wasn’t intending to take requests.  He didn’t even know what was really going on.  But no one had given his power that memo, so it did it anyway.  

“Wasn’t there a cat guy ghost alr–?” started Ashley.  

“No, we don’t talk about them,” said Paulina.  "They don't count."

More importantly for Danny, who also wanted to forget that particular ghost, the cat (boy) was out of the bag.

"What about wings?  Can you do wings?"

"Make yourself look older and you can buy beer at–"

"Younger!  I want to see what Phantom would have looked like as a baby!"

"Can you do plants?  Oak trees?  Roses?"

"Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!"

"What about other ghosts?  What about blob ghosts?"

"Ooh!  Ooh!  Can you become a cockroach?"

"No!  Don't make him be a cockroach!"

"Metamorphosis, people!" shouted Mr. Lancer.  "What is– I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream!"

It was really impressive how Mr. Lancer said that all in a single breath.  Well.  Shrieked it in a single breath.

"HI, Mr. Lancer," said Danny, miserably, having become a shambling mound, "can I call home?"

"Can you- can you not… turn back?"

There was a sort of slurping sound as Danny's various body parts rearranged themselves.  

"I don't have a good handle on it yet," said Danny, trying to affect unconcern.

"Involuntarily transforming into whatever people say?" asked Tucker, voice slightly washed out.

"Something like that, I think."  

"Well," started Mr. Lancer.  

The cafeteria doors were thrown open and Mrs. Woods strode in.  "Where is my latest drama star?"  She didn't wait for an answer before shouldering through the crowd and picking Danny up off the floor.  "There you are."

"I'm not in drama," said Danny.  

"Nonsense!  You'll be a natural.  Just imagine all the parts you could play!  We'll immerse you in the world of drama.  Acting.  Staging.  Theater!  You'll have all the drama you can stomach!"

"But I don't want any drama," Danny tried protesting again, but she was already dragging him off.  "To the stage."

"Mrs. Woods!  I don't think I can stomach anything!"

"That's fine!  Many are the great actors who barred from stage fright!"

"It's not stage fright!"  It might have been a little stage fright, but becoming a loose heap of assorted body parts via shapeshifting not five minutes ago was playing a much larger part in his reticence.  "Mrs. Woods, I can’t–"

"There is no can't in drama, only yes and!"

"Isn't that improv?!" wailed Danny as she carried him through the door.  

“Yes, and?”

“My elective is astronomy!”

“And I’m electing to ignore it!”

“Holly!” called Mr. Lancer.  “You can’t just kidnap students!  The time to change classes is over!  We’re halfway through the term, for love of education!”

Like this would be any more okay if it was still the beginning of the term.  

“An exception can be made!”

Sometimes, Danny wondered if Mrs. Woods was a ghost.  She certainly acted like it, sometimes.  Either way, he’d had enough.  He phased out of Mrs. Woods’s grip.  

“No!” she hollered, even as Danny hid behind a horribly out-of-breath Mr. Lancer.  “My star!”

A door down the hallway opened up.  “Are you looking for me?” asked Star.  “Can it wait?  I’m making up a test.”

“It’s not about you,” said Danny.  

“Great,” said Star.  She eyed Mrs. Woods.  “Good luck, or whatever.”  She shut the door with a clunk.  

“So, uh.  Can I go home?” asked Danny.  

“Go to the office and ask if your parents can sign you out.”

“I can fly–”

“You’re sick, right?”

“Yeah.”

“You need your parents to sign you out.”

“William,” said Mrs. Woods.  “You can’t do this to me!  I supported your bid for a field trip to the Shakespeare festival!”

“You did that for your own reasons!”

Danny, wisely, slunk away.  He definitely wouldn’t be coming back until he could control his new shapeshifting powers.

[13-rats-in-a-trenchcoat]

Traffic/Evo Watcher headcanon, don't mind me

Ok, so we've known awhile now that the next season of the Life series is going to be released soon, so naturally I've been re-watching the previous seasons and going over POVs I hadn't seen before. While going down this rabbit hole I came across a Martyn stream I missed where he was talking about the Watchers lore and how he and Grian worked on it for Evo and then he kind of altered it from what Grian originally imagined (i.e. the Watchers being representative of us, the audience, who watch them for entertainment) to the more sinister lore we Traffic connoisseurs are familiar with today. This got me thinking. A lot. Too much even. What if we, the audience, were STILL the Watchers? I'm not talking about for the Life series or Evo series specifically, I'm thinking more broad spectrum, like across the MCYT multiverse type thing. I like a cohesive story, and I like puzzles, and when there are stories that look like they could be pieces of a bigger puzzle I enjoy smooshing them together in one giant headcanon that more or less makes sense, so here we go.

The canon lore we have (as I understand it anyway) is as follows: the Watchers first made themselves known during Evo, where they messed with the Evolutionists as they went through each Minecraft update, ultimately separating them for the final dragon fight where Grian would leave Evo and become a Watcher himself. From there the Listeners (who I know diddly squat about) got involved and helped the Evolutionists escape the Evo server, thus getting them away from Watcher influence. Or so they hoped. The Watchers somehow regained power over the Players that were involved in Evo, along with some of their friends, and put them in what is essentially a never-ending loop of death games as punishment for their defiance. Grian didn't like how the Watchers operated, so he left them to join his friend in the death games. The Watchers feed off the Players' negative emotions, but leave their memories, thus enabling them to start fresh each season without holding on to previous grudges (though considering Impulse's thing with BDubs and the clock and Tango's rage that might not be entirely effective)

This is where my headcanon comes in. The Watchers are a group of people/sentient beings of some kind who feed off of the negative emotions of others and watch their misery and struggles for entertainment. They're a mischievous bunch, some might even say troll-like (of the internet variety, not like in fairy tales), and at least two of them enjoy speaking in rhyme, i.e. they're artistic and dramatic. Sound familiar? Because to me this description sounds very much like the wider MCYT fanbase, especially the fan artists/writers. I mean come on, when have we NOT jumped at the opportunity to turn a pretty normal moment into the angstiest piece of writing/art imaginable. Case in point, Mumbo and Grian at the ghast farm in Last Life. They were giggling through that whole interaction, yet I've watched SEVERAL angsty animatics about just that one scene and I've loved every second of it.

This next bit is likely a pretty big reach, but the thought popped into my head and wouldn't go away so I would just like to get it out there. Grian doesn't really interact with his comments on an individual basis, but he definitely has addressed the more negative ones, especially the ones that go after his friends when they're on an opposing side of whatever war he's started at that moment in time. This ties in pretty well with him not liking the way the Watchers operate in my opinion, and it also ties in with him leaving the Watchers to help his friends. Not necessarily directly, but more in the sense of the vibes matching up.

We currently don't know enough about the Watchers to definitively say how plausible this headcanon of mine is, like we don't know exactly how many Watchers there are, or how many Listeners there are, or what separates a Watcher from a Listener, or really any info about the Listeners in general. I do think it's a pretty fun headcanon though, and until it is directly contradicted this is how I will view the Watchers. Thank you for reading my essay.

[emmadoodle]

Merry Christmas to all who celebrate! My giggles and ghasts fics very sadly did not get done by Christmas and I'm super sad about it :(. I still have till the end of December I know, but I still would've loved to have them out by now. Instead, today I will announce who I had, so you can look forward to your fic coming very soon ^_^ so @an-inkling-of and @mushiewrites both of your fics are more then halfway done, and I absolutely can't wait for you to read them <3

[error-pleaseleaveamessage-error]

For the Giggles & Ghasts event, I'd like to apologize that my fics haven't come out yet. Neither are finished, nor polished in a way I find satisfactory, and I'm dealing with some things in real life. I'll post them sometime next month! I promise they will see the light of day.

[sleepy--anon]

@kasey-writes-stuff I'm your secret Santa for the Giggles and Ghasts and I'm sorry it's taking so long, I'm working on it I promise

[mushiewrites]

also!!!! @positiveglitchexists!!! I have you for the giggles and ghast prompts and i believe im finishing up your fic today!

[raincross]

Crown - Coffee

Sorry if this seems rushed. It was.

Can be read on ao3

Ashley Permins was fine being alone. She never spent time with others. If she wanted to, she had Dark and would let him do his own thing as long as he stayed out of trouble. She herself would rather sit at her favorite coffee shop and read. It was the one thing that made her happiest. There was nothing better for her than getting lost in another world, imagining what her life could have been if she were born in the pages she read.

-

Ghast stepped inside of the coffee shop and noticed a particular smell. Cinnamon. The Winter Ginger Special was finally available. With a pep in her step, she approached the counter and was surprised to see Dark's little sister manning the register.

"Hello, Bianca." Ghast greeted. "When did you start working here?"

Bianca stared blankly at Ghast. "Two hours ago." She said tersely, followed by a few seconds of awkward silence.

Ghast decided to continue the conversation. Heavens know Bianca wouldn't.  "Well, I hope you don't work too much that you miss school. And if your boss tries to make you, choose school." Bianca responded with a nod.

"Now," Ghast continued, "I'd like the winter special, please." With another nod, Bianca got to work making Ghast's drink.

Ghast took her seat in the far corner. It felt strange seeing Bianca working at the young age of fourteen. But seeing Bianca at all was such a shock. The two hadn't talked to each other in a few months. Thinking about Bianca brought Ghast to thoughts of Dark.

-

"Gonna be late. Gonna be late. Gonna be late." Dark yelled as he crashed into the coffee shop and ran towards Ashley's usual seat. Ashley blinked in surprise as Dark jumped into the booth opposite of her accompanied by a repeated beeping. Dark recovered quickly, righting himself in his seat. He showed Ashley his rather outdated flipphone which showed an alarm had gone off.

"On time!" Dark cheered with a grin. Ashley couldn't help but giggle.

"Dark." Ashley said trying to stop her giggles. "I'm not going to break up with you if you're a few minutes late."

"Still the best boyfriend!" Dark cheered, closing her phone.

"You really are." She gushed. "Though you'd be an even better one if you just wore the outfits your mother got for you. I think you'd look cute."

Dark rolled his eyes and grinned. "Never. Too girly for me and I've outgrown that. Maybe I'll wear some black. Go full punk." The two shared a giggle.

"Please!" Ashley begged. "Before you go punk, I need to see you at your most adorable!"

Dark smirked and shrugged. "Fine. But no pictures. And I'm only doing this because I love you."

Ashley smiled and reached across the table to take Dark's hand with both of hers. "You do~."

-

"Did you bring back my homework?" Ashley asked among the crowd of students passing by.

Dark choked on her water bottle. "Wait what? That was today?"

Ashley sighed and knocked Dark's water bottle out of her hand. "Hey!" Dark yelled.

It was to be expected. She knew Dark was irresponsible. "You were supposed to bring it back. Do you have any idea on what this is gonna do to my grade?"

Dark smirked and reached into her pocket. She pulled out a neatly folder sheet of paper. "Psych."  Ashley scowled and snatched the sheet from dark.

"Jerk." She muttered as she unfolded the paper and looked it over. "You got a coffee stain on it."

Dark pulled Ashley close and planted a kiss on her forehead. "I know you love the smell."

-

Ashley shrieked as she flew through a boarded up window. The warehouse was dark. She couldn't see. Too much blood in her eyes. And now splinters in her face and arms. She felt herself get lifted up by her shirt. She didn't have the energy to fight. The most she could do was wipe her eyes as best she could, being careful of splinters.

"I should bash your fucking brains in, you bitch!" Dark growled, slamming the pipe in her other hand against the wall. "You're lucky I don't wanna kill you, but I'll still land you in a fucking hospital!" Dark grinned and ran the pipe along Ashley's cheek.  She whimpered and moved her head back as best she could, but it was hard with how stiff her neck felt. "Okay, we're done." Dark sighed and dropped the pipe. The rage was still in her voice, but it was more controlled as she spoke. "Let's get you to a hospital." She reached into her phone and called for emergency services.

-

"From now on, you two are working for me. I know you two have some animosity around each other, but you two need to get over it." Rome commanded over the sound of a downpour. All three of them were behind a random coffee shop. Ghast looked down at the fresh body. Some guy who was selling drugs to children. She turned her attention to her hand. Bloody. The rain would wash off the worst of it, she hoped. It almost felt unreal taking a life. She thought she would feel powerful. Or regretful. But she couldn't find it in herself to feel anything.

Dark stood silent keeping her eyes on Rome. "Yes, ma'am." She said a bit too forcefully." Eventually, Ghast's eyes landed on Dark. Dark in turn looked back at Ghast. "Hey, now may not be the best time, but I want to apologize. I found out from Bibi it was a misunderstanding. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't forgive me."

Ghast could barely focus on what Dark said. She was still reeling from being reunited with the one person who hurt her so deeply and the life she had taken. She couldn't go back to her old life And while this new one ruined her chances of ever going back, she finally felt free. Her shocked face slowly turned to a smile and looked at Dark. "I'm not sure if I can." She said candidly. "But I can learn to deal with it. Let's just keep interactions to a minimum."

-

Ghast was shocked out of her memories as a cup of coffee was put in front of her. "Your coffee." Bianca said and walked back to the register. Ghast sighed and looked into her drink. She wasn't sure what she was feeling. So many thoughts and emotions running through her. But she found herself smiling as she took a sip.

Ashley 'Ghastly' Permins was fine being alone. She never spent time with others. She had already had her heart broken once. She would rather not risk it happening again. It made her feel safe and in control. There was nothing better for her than getting lost in her memories, wondering what life could have been like if she made different decisions.

[ghastbutlikegay]

every time Zedaph laughs i am overwhelmed with gay feelings

[cassandrapentayaaaaas]

I know it’s just an NPC at the Winter Palace who happens to be voiced by Miranda Raison. But I will ALWAYS headcanon that it’s actually Cassandra making fun of nobles.

[xzacloudx]

DOES SPAMTON IS GHOST????

GHOST IN THE MACHINE

Ghost in a fashin dummy?

Because look, and he hurt you less in battle when you have it! Maybe he thinks of it like his cuosin? (or liek hiself?!?!)

The noises that sound when you fight him lots has noise from Undertale noises (i mean music all 3 times) "Ghost Fight", and "DUMMY!" and also Mettaton NEON witch he pirate downloads away from poor Mettaton.

ALSO!!! Look into the alphabet!

Goast name of Mettaton, when he's in a corporate-al body, ends Metta-TON!!!!

Spam-TON!!!

There dummy!

Try put in disk? Disk wiggle away. Dosen't want this body, wants the NEO body. But... almost implies he COULD upload to this dummy if Samton wanted to!

Maybe he was already kind of in one, but it's digital dummy so he can take it with him kind of.

NEO body is digital dummy butt robot. (I mean to spell it but.) Upload disk = more corporational. Corpse-ical. Corpronicle. HE LIKES IT OK!!!!

So when he go in it he is GHOST hautning the ROBO!!!!

With GHOST MUSOCZ

AND!!!

When finish this big big BIG attack, what does he throw at you????

GHOSTE!!!!

Why suddenly goast when he wast before? Maybe this is final biggest atack, he already put all his HEART into attacks...

And now, he put his SOUL into it!

(But mayb ghasts in DR don't have souls cuz they're different idk Undertale made that confusibg and plus this is more diffrint)

Maybe he try to get corpal with you're SOUL? I don't now!

BUT YES LOOK SO Smapton is a email program virus puppet GHOST haunting a DUMMY haunting a MACHINE!!!!

And also a Bigshot!!! GO SPATMON!!!!

(LOL I have NO IDEA why I wanted to present this somewhat possibly-valid theory in the form of a shitpost, maybe my sleep-deprived mind being silly as it often gets... I guess I want to entertain as well as provide food for thought. Plus Spamton has melted my brain into giggling goop, so I guess that's how my thoughts concerning him work now. XD)

(Also oh man, I've had this in my drafts for months??? Everyone's heard this theory by now probably??? Oh well, I'll submit it anyway.)

(By the way, if anyone wants to read this as an audio or video post or something, go ahead, but PLEASE tell me cuz I want to hear it~!!! X33333)