#ler!quackity

[tobysbliss]

surprise enjoyment..?

ler!quackity, lee!wilbur

summary; wilbur is being a little bitch.. quackity tickles him for it. to wilbur’s surprise, however, he seemed to enjoy it.

WARNINGS: mentions of drinking / alcohol, mention of being drunk

reblogs appreciated,, ;-;

“Why is everyone saying- Someone said say your goodbyes, what does that mean?” Quackity looked confused as he, now nervously, tried to open the bottle of wine he held.

“You’re going to die from this,” Wilbur said, the corner of his lips twitching up in a smirk.

“No, you fucking asshole!” Nervous giggles spill from Quackity’s lips.

“Statistically-“

“Stop!”

“Statistically..”

“I know you’re lying, I know it's a bit but like..”

“WOOAH!” Wilbur cut Quackity off, pretending to grab Quackity to scare him. Quackity flinched, and almost immediately hid his face behind his hand.

“Statistically, someone will die in this room, from your actions right now. It’s gonna make a really scary, loud noise..”

“Dude! Fucking stop, no, you fucking do it, I can’t.” Quackity handed the bottle to Wilbur, and Wilbur opened it with ease.

“See, that’s why you hire experts, like me.. Because I won’t die.”

And then, just as Quackity’s nerves had eased, Wilbur pretended he was going to grab Quackity’s torso. Again. Quackity defensively put his arms in front of him, giggling nervously.

“Fuck off! Fuck off, that’s not funny!” He stood up, smacking the table before walking away as Wilbur smirked mischievously. Scaring Quackity was probably one of his favorite things to do.

Quackity murmured a few things to himself, about Wilbur being an asshole.. cocky..

And then he got an idea.

He made his way back over to where Wilbur sat, sipping from his glass of wine as if he’d done nothing. The bastard.

“I’m going to kill you,” Quackity threatened, but Wilbur only laughed, tauntingly.

“Aw, are you upset ‘cause I scared you? Is Big Q a little angry that he got scared~? Hmm?” Wilbur teased, speaking as if he were talking to a baby. Quackity rolled his eyes.

“Hey, I warned you, man.” Just then, Quackity reached down to squeeze and poke Wilbur’s sides, eliciting a shriek from the man. He was laughing again, but this time not tauntingly. Panicked, adorable, and very, very loud giggles.

Wilbur slid down his chair until he was on the floor, desperate for an escape from what he knew was to come.

“No, don’t you dare try escaping this! You deserve it, for scaring me!” Quackity kneeled down by Wilbur. They were both, mostly, out of frame from the stream, but they could be heard loud and clear.

Quackity held Wilbur down, and was pretty damn quick to drill his thumbs on the space above Wilbur’s hip bones, the bastard.

“QuaHAHACKITY! FUCK!” Wilbur threw his head back with a loud shriek of laughter, his hands latching onto Quackity’s wrist defensively— as if that will do anything?

“It’s about time I get some payback, huh? Don’t you agree, Wilbur?” Quackity smirked, keeping one hand at Wilbur’s hips, while the other scribbled on the taller’s underarms; Causing yet another shriek.

To Wilbur, this was a mix of heaven and hell.

It felt like little electric shock waves were shooting through him, yet they didn’t exactly feel bad. He felt a sense of comfort from it, in a way.

Maybe it was the fact he’d been stressed as of lately, and this, to him, felt like a good stress reliever.

Or maybe he was just drunk.

Either way, he was enjoying it— the only thing making him want it to stop, was knowing that chat could hear exactly what was happening.

“I’m gonna take your lack of a response as, you do agree.” Quackity snickered, his fingers spidering across Wilbur’s stomach.

He then stopped, to spare the slightest amount of embarrassment for Wilbur.. He knew that clip would probably circle everywhere.

.

.

.

.

“Q?” Wilbur broke what had been their long silence— they ended the stream around half an hour ago, both of them now more sober.

“Yeah?” Quackity picked his head up to look at Wilbur.

“You know, um, earlier on stream, when you.. Um,” Wilbur placed a hand on his chin, as if trying to think of how to word this.

“When I what?” Quackity thought for a moment, trying to figure out what Wilbur meant…

Oh.

“Oh, what, when I tickled you? For being a little jackass?” Quackity snickered as Wilbur rolled his eyes.

“Yes, that,” Wilbur responded flatly, before his nervous tone seemed to return. He began to mumble, “Um, you know, it was uh.. kinda fun? And-”

“You want me to do it again, don’t you?”

Does this man read minds?

“…Yeah.”

“Come here.”

Wilbur scooted closer to where Quackity sat on the couch, hugging himself and staring at the ground. Did he seriously just ask for this?

Pulling Wilbur from his thoughts, Quackity was quick to hold him in a hug from behind. He chuckled as the taller man squeaked— Not something he’d expected to hear. And then, Quackity dug his fingers into Wilbur’s ribs, his fingers vibrating on the spaces between the bones, skittering up and down the sensitive spot, relishing in the way he screamed and spat meaningless protests through his laughter.

And Wilbur could not have been happier.

[reloadren]

Snippet of some q!tntduo :) I'm actually writing omg

[wishitweresummer]

Affection for Karl (Sapnap x Quackity x KarlJacobs)

Word count: 1485

Warning: Feet tickling and lots of mouth tickles.

     Karl was a complete mess. He struggled uselessly on his back on the bed with Quackity and Sapnap at either side of him, his arms pinned beneath them.

"Pleaseee!!!", he cried out shakily, his bubbly laughter nearly swallowing the words whole as he tilted his head down and scrunched, never enough to protect himself properly. His fiancés were relentless. Peppering kisses across his shoulders and his neck. The feather-light affection was driving him crazy.

     Earlier they had fallen into the bed with soft whispers and sweet kisses to lips until the shirts were coming off and Karl responded to a neck kiss with a giggle instead of…any other noise.

"So sensitive.", Sapnap growled directly into his neck, pulling free more squeaks and squeals. It had gone very downhill fast from there. The cute noises grabbed Quackity's attention and the two made quick work of getting their ticklish fiancé pinned under their brutally sweet affection.

"You're adorable.", was whispered right against his ear.

"We love you.", was breezed into the other one. Karl was practically vibrating, unable to get away from both as his giggles grew more frantic.

"You guys are so mean!".

     "I could be meaner. Could you be meaner Sap?".

"Oh I could be way meaner.".

"No don't! I'm sorry, this is fine!", Karl cried. He was all too aware of what his fiancés were capable of. While the soft lips trailing and peppering his worst spot were bad, he knew things could be a lot worse.

     Too bad he didn't think of that before calling them mean.

     Suddenly, hands were grabbing everywhere. At the soft section of his sides. At the thickest part of his thighs. Where his shoulders met his neck. Karl's body jolted and he threw his head back against the pillow as a chaotic round of cackles flew out of him. Each fiancée had one arm pinned completely under their body so he was forced to just lay there and accept his tickle-punishment.

"Didn't appreciate our affection...", Sapnap mumbled sadly, really playing it up.

"We'll make him beg for ticklish kisses.".

     Quackity sat up and pressed his assigned wrist to the bed next to Karl's head and started crawling his hand up and up his side towards his open underarm. Karl yelped and shook his head 'no', shaking with laughter. Sapnap pushed up onto his knees and locked down Karl's arm with both of them. Then, he latched onto Karl's narrow hips and started playing with the small bones that stuck out there, timing it perfectly to when Sapnap reached his underarm. Karl screamed. The man beneath them was flung into chaos; squeezing his eyes shut and laughing hysterically. His adorable cheeks grew red. His body jolted and he kicked his fluffy-socked feet into the bed.

"I'm…sorry!!!", he cried helplessly.

"Tell us you want our affectionate tickles.", Sapnap growled again, nudging his warm nose against Karl's ear.

"Okay...okayyy!!", he wailed, the laughter starting to overtake his ability to talk. The other two smirked as they kept up with the harsh tickling. Sapnap dragged Karl's arm up higher as he teased directly into his underarm. Quackity squeezed and pinched at his twitching hips. Karl was getting a bit lost in the laughter.

His eyes prickled with tears before Sapnap or Quackity realized he couldn't speak. They laughed as they halted the tickles and Karl was sputtering in seconds.

"Tickle kisses please fuck okay please god...", the words flew out of him and bounced along with the giggles that accompanied them.

"Okay, we can do that!".

"But, only because you insisted!". Karl already knew this was just going to be more trouble for him and the butterflies in his tummy fluttered. Forced to beg for his own doom.

     Karl giggled breathlessly as they both moved down to straddle a leg each and pressed his wrists down to the side of the bed.

"Fuck...", he whined. "Please guys this is so messed up!". But, they didn't care. A flurry of ticklish kisses fell on his bare tummy and sides and he was thrown into a frenzy of crazed giggles. "No!!!", he cried. His body convulsed softly. He squealed when a loud smooch was pressed against his bellybutton and the two attackers laughed.

"Is this where you wanted your tickle kisses?", Quackity smirked up at his red-faced fiancé. Sapnap kept his relentless lips teasing kisses up and down his side. Karl could only shake his head as he giggled his heart out. "Sap baby, he wants his kisses somewhere else!".

"Oh yeah?". Sapnap mumbled against the jumpy skin before nibbling it to draw a yelp out. Karl snorted and twisted away as wiggling fingers replaced the mouth. "Where else should we try then?", he asked dangerously. The two exchanged the evilest of silent conversations over the squirmy man.

"Flip over.". The two started to flip him over from both sides, all three of them bursting into giggles as it didn’t accomplish much.

"No! Quit it!". Karl shoved at Quackity's hands as they slid under his back, but Sapnap yanked him in and flipped him like a pancake. Strongest, of course. Karl could only squeak in protest. The two straddled his legs again, but this time wrangled in his ankles. Karl shrieked. "Hey! NO!!".

"Ohhh yes.", Sapnap laughed as he pried off the fluffy sock, ignoring Karl's second shriek.

If they were about to do what Karl thought they were he was sure he would die. The real fight began.

"Stay still!".

"Hey! Relax!!".

"Fuck!!", Karl cried out in panic as his thrashing failed to dislodge either tickle monster. Quackity tore off the fluffy-sock-barrier and they each got a nice good hold of Karl's bare feet. The toes wiggled in fear.

Sapnap's delivish fingers teased across the ticklish toes. Karl squealed as he grabbed his fourth toe and wiggled it.

"I like to play with my food.". Karl gasped sharply at the implication.

"Nonono—", he didn't make it far until he squealed loudly again. Desperate squeaky laughter filled the bedroom as nibbles attacked the pads and stems of Karl's toes.

Karl wanted to argue 'nibbles' were different from 'kisses'. He wanted to point out other ways they could show their affection. He wanted to beg for mercy oh please mercy mercy. But, all he could do was lose himself in his shrieking laughter as the tickles grew more and more unbearable. He tore at the sheets and the pillow with no place to put the electricity shooting through him. He could feel the vibrations of Sapnap's playful growling against his toes. Quackity's soft nibbles teased his pinkie toe and a scream tore from Karl's lips.

"Mercy!!", he wheezed out. Cruel smooches to the stems of his toes sent him squealing again. Karl yanked the sheets on the bed free entirely as he sunk into hysterics. “Fuck you!!”, he wailed.

He just screamed and laughed as he pounded his fists and twisted against the bed. His sweaty hair stuck to his red and tear streaked face. Quackity and Sapnap happily nibbled along the wiggly toes. All the love in the world put into each and every bite, really. Karl's laughter chimed like bells for the best Christmas. The happiest one. His cackling cut out a few times, but always came back full force with a delicious screech.

Karl couldn't believe the feeling. His fiancés had brought tickly fingers and even ticklish kisses against his feet before, but never nibbles. This was a first. The soft scraping and pressure of the teeth against his wiggling toes felt like certain death. What usually made him squeal and laugh when targeted on his sides or neck was now absolutely taking him apart. Every jerk of his foot or wiggle of toe made things worse. The increasing slickness from the two mouths was amping up the sensitivity as well. Karl needed to get out before he died.

     Of course he didn't die, though. Just laughed himself silly. Completely silly.

     When his laugh cut out for longer and longer, the two eventually relented. Two arms scooped Karl's shaking form into a warm chest. A very warm chest; Sapnap. A smaller body slid in to create a Karl Sandwich and two pairs of hands worked him down from his tickly haze. Firm touch to sides and shoulders grounded Karl where he should be, between the loves of his life. His giggles faded to whining, which faded to heavy breaths as sleep swept him away. Surprised eyes met each other over the adorable man.

     More tickle affection was given as he slipped deeper and deeper into dreamland. The softest of kisses pressed to his eyelids and nose, down his cheeks, and finally his forehead.

"I love you guys...", Karl murmured into the air as his body grew more limp in their cuddle pile.

"I love you too.".

"Love you very much, mí amor.".

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

[aninklingof]

Some Lee Sapnap

Found an oldish traditional doodle of Sapnap getting tickles and decided to digitalize it. I also turned the hands, which were just random hands at first, into Karl and Quackity’s hands (if you look closely you can see their rings 😊)

One last thing— on the other side of the Lee Sapnap drawing is a Lee Karl drawing. Should I digitalize that one too?

[mushiewrites]

For the Tickle Alphabet!!

Karlnapity - M + N

from this post!

when u asked if you could send me a ship i immediately knew ur ass was gonna send me karlnapity its just ur branding at this point tbh

went a lil insane with this, oops 😇

M: Mornings | Their tickle behavior during mornings?

karl: we all know karl is very touchy feely, especially with the ones he loves most. so whoever is closest to him (or already in his arms) would have to deal with a very sleepy karl slipping his hands under their shirt, tracing their back/stomach depending on which way the person is laying. he would pull them in as they giggled and squirmed and bury his face in their neck and tell them that "this is necessary, you're tummy/back is so warm and im so cold!" and other silly excuses like that. he also would mix in tons of quick lil neck and cheek kisses

sapnap: he's a grumpy lil thing in the morning. all grunts and huffs and muffled protests when either of the two (or both) would try and wake him up. but once he starts getting nice gentle tks, he would immediately melt into the blankets and fall into the sweetest lil raspy giggles. he wouldn't be able to be grumpy if he tried, and karl and quackity wouldn't let him anyways.

quackity: even in the mornings when he's tired, he's still a menace. he is definitely the type to wake up sap and karl with tks, and not the super nice and gentle kind, either. i mean of course at first he'd start off light, but the minute they'd start to stir, quackity would be using pressure in their sides, under their arms, their tummy - anywhere that would get the boys giggling and squealing and begging and promising to wake up

N: Nights | Their tickle behavior during nights?

karl: i think it would depend on if karl was super tired or super hyper. if he was tired, i think he'd lay down and let the other two tk him however they wanted. but if he was hyper, i think honestly he could take both of them down. he's just got a way about him that makes people give in so easily ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

sapnap: again i think like karl, it's a bit similar in how it would depend on how tired he was. if he was sleepy, it would pretty much work like how he is in the mornings except instead of grunts and being grumpy, he'd be whiney and just a sleepy lil pupcat. but, he could also be so tired and karl and quackity could be making noise, disturbing him, and that's when he'd pounce and tk the other two practically to tears just to tire them out so he can finally get some sleep

quackity: with q, i think it would be a little more along the lines of how sap would tk them if he was overly tired and wanted to also tire them out. we know karlnap are normally soft with each other, but we know just as well that they equally set each other off and just become chaotic messes (see here). so i can see quackity getting fed up with the two and tkling them until they promise to quiet down or agree to go to bed to cuddle with him

[fluffallamaful]

Soup’s Time Travel AU

All characters are sent to limbo in the reset. They get inspired to fix all their flaws, and then get sent back in time to the point where Techno breaks out of prison, with this knowledge in mind. All of them except Dream

—> back to full masterpost

🦙🍲🦙🍲…

link 1 - Dream in prison with Q + Sam

link 2 - other relationships to Dream

link 3 - 3D chess + prison break

link 4 - Dream’s bath discussion pt.1

link 5 - Dream’s bath discussion pt.2

link 6 - centaur blanket + foot tickles

link 7 - Dream’s room

link 8 - Sapnap breaking Dream out? pt.1

link 9 - “How injured is Dream?” 😵‍💫

link 10 - pangolin Dream

link 11 - Sap breaking Dream out? pt.2

link 12 - Sam pampering Dream

link 13 - Sam + Q pampering Dream

link 14 - Dream’s feelings

link 15 - Quackity giving beanie

link 16 - limbo trauma (cont..)

link 17 - Sam lickles (cleaning)

link 18 - time skip to Sam/Dream angst

link 19 - Sam + Q on same page

link 20 - cuddle piles + recovering

link 21 - Dream’s escape

link 22 - rescue + amputated leg

link 23 - pre-capture drama

link 24 - post-capture outburst ed.1

link 25 - post-capture outburst ed.2

link 26 - Sapnap and Quackity angst

link 27 - Dream missing limbs panic

link 28 - breakdown + Sam comfort

link 29 - Sam hug + explanation

link 30 - Sam explanation pt.2

link 31 - dream eating soup

🦙🍲🦙🍲…

[tobysbliss]

anyone here for some lee wilbur & ler quackity?

[slimeylee]

i am obsessed with this video and I am in love with quackity but oh my God 16:25 my brain changed heckle to tickle

" I'm gonna heckle the shit out of you " but I my brain changed it to tickle and now I cant stop thinking about that

[sleepy--anon]

Quackity's Day off

Reblog first, like after

Takes place after Marry Me

Quackity hadn’t felt this content in what felt like years, he'd cut his hair, he'd started dressing cleaner, and he wore his engagement ring proudly on his left hand. He'd told other members of Las Nevadas everything, a few members fawning over the ring. *cough* Sam *cough* Sapnap now also walks around in a suit, all black with a dark red shirt. He's marrying the founder so people treat him with the same respect. Today was a Saturday, things were going slow, Quackity hadn’t received one call or message indicating that he needed to come in. The couple were still in bed in Quackity's penthouse, both wearing sweat pants and a loose t-shirt, just spooning, Quackity loved the secure feeling of being the little spoon. Quackity was awake, he had been for a while, but Sapnap was still asleep, whining and squeezing whenever Quackity made a move to get up.

"Baby..." Quackity whispered, looking over his shoulder, earning a grunt in response.

"We have to get up eventually."

"We could definitely just stay in bed all day." Sapnap’s voice rumbled through the room, deep and gravely from sleep. Quackity rolled his eyes and felt Sapnap press himself even closer, leaning to press warm kisses to his temple and cheek. Quackity smiled widely at the affection, leaning into it as the kisses trailed down his jaw.

"As nice as that sounds...and as much as I want to do that.....I have to be ready to go if they need me." His arm came up to play with his fiancé's hair, eyes fluttering shut, humming when his large warm hand came up and rubbed his chest.

"I'm sure they can handle themselves for one day, you're staying." Sapnap purred against his jawline. Quackity shook his head slightly,

"I really have to get up babe, I cahaHAN’T!" Quackity's little speech was cut off when Sapnap’s once soothing kisses moved down to his neck, brushing his stubble purposefully.

"Hehehey!"

"I think I get to choose when your sexy ass gets up~" Sapnap’s hand that was once on his chest, slid back to pinch and squeeze at his ribs, causing him to snap his arm down.

"HEHEHEY HEHEHEY! COHOHOME OHOHON!" He twisted into the bed and kicked when he just followed. Sapnap chuckled into his neck, which wasn't helping. He then attempted to turn himself back to face Sapnap.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHHOHOHOKAY! I'LL STAHAHAY!" That got Sapnap to pull back and return his soothing touches, one arm around him and the other rubbing his arm and leg. Staring lovingly into his eyes, Quackity felt small and embarrassed under his gaze. Part of him loved it, a huge part. Sapnap pressed a kiss to his nose, baring an amused look when he giggled at it and shrunk back.

"Are you just worked up right now or are you seriously that ticklish?" Sapnap began covering his face in kisses, humming when Quackity burst into bright giggles, craving more. He locked their lips and began crawling his fingers up his back, causing Quackity to squeal into the kiss. He pulled back when he raked his fingers along it, basking in loud frantic laughter coming from his lover.

"STOHOHOohohop!" Quackity whined, hiding himself in Sapnap’s neck.

"You embarrassed Patito~? ¿Las cosquillas son demasiado para ti?" Quackity flushed all the way down to his shoulders. Not only was that question ten times more flustering in Spanish but Sapnap new that Quackity was both flattered and heavily attracted to how he sounded speaking Spanish.

"Shut up, you're so unfair!" His voice muffled from how he was pressed against his neck.

"They can handle themselves today, we're gonna relax, even if I have to wreck you to do it."

"I could really use a day off. If you’ll play prince charming and carry me to the jacuzzi and join me I'll definitely say yes... no wrecking required."

Reblog first, like after

[wishitweresummer]

SFW snippet from Locked Together (Karlnapity)

~~the fic can be found here, but it’s nsfw this is your warning~~

Warning: Handcuffs.

"He hasn't even touched us yet and you're a total wreck.", Quackity mused lightly as he ruffled his feathers purposefully. Karl only whined and clung to him harder.

"So cute...", Sapnap faltered at the sight of his beautiful fiancé crumbling into the most precious giggles under some accidental wing flutters of his other beautiful fiancé. 'God, I'm so lucky.', he thought to himself. The other two squirmed under his fond gaze.

"J-jeez.". Quackity stammered, clearing his throat and trying to focus on Karl to keep a handle on any blushing.

Sapnap snapped out of it and scooted forward on his knees, grabbing both of them by their sides and squeezing fast. Instantly they both crumpled together and ended up flat on the bed face up side by side with Sapnap between them, laughing as they tugged each others arm back and forth, metal sounds clanging where the handcuffs connected them together. Both sets of legs were kicking adorably as they struggled to get any protection where Sapnap's hands were tickling into their sides.

"Fuuckk!!", Karl cried out, slapping at Sapnap's hand weakly.

"I'm barely even touching you guys!!".

     There was something really flustering about this position for them both. Quackity in particular was having a hard time keeping his cheeks from heating up and his feathers from ruffling. "Poor ducky.", Sapnap murmured amusedly as he slid his hand down and tickled into the muscles of his wings, drawing frantic squeals out of him. Quackity went to push his hand, but instead Sapnap grabbed it and pressed it to his chest. Quackity squawked. Karl let out a shaky breath as the tickles left him, smiling and turning his head to watch the scene.

     Quackity was already in tears, his cackling almost hurting Karl's ears as he kicked and squirmed helplessly against the bed. One hand flapping uselessly out to the side chained to Karl's, who was not helping in the slightest, and the other pressed to his chest as Sapnap felt and teased every muscle on his horribly ticklish wing. One of his death spots.

"Fuck...Sap get off my wiiing!!!", he wailed, curling to the side as he laughed chaotically. Karl coo'ed at his red-faced fiancé.

"He loves it so much.", Karl smirked and tugged on his wrist at the same time Sapnap pressed Quackity down to the bed, restraining him more. He screamed in protest, squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head as he laughed.

"Fuck offfff!!!".

[fluffallamaful]

concept (smp):

gummy karl clinging to sap/quackity’s back, wrapping his limbs around them enough times to keep their arms pinned to their sides, and delivering so many fluttery kisses to the backs of their necks/shoulders

[tobysbliss]

lee quackity core!!

[thereisnoaccount]

[drizzl3giggl3z]

YOU CAN HEAR QUACKITY SAY “don’t tickle me!” BHSBBSHBSHSVUGS US IHS

TWICE in this clip Wilbur makes Quackity flinch and squirm away 😭 he's not even holding the bottle the second time. And Quackity getting all giggly and giddy omggggggggg. The way Quackity puts his arms up to defend himself

[anonymous-dentist]

oie,

desculpa pela ask longa, até pq ninguém pediu minha opinião em nada mas eu queria compartilhar e também saber a visão de outras pessoas de fora da bolha que eu participo e se não quiser responder não tem problema.

• você acompanha mais streamers do qsmp?

quando o server estava ativo eu fazia de tudo para assistir todos os povs mas conforme o tempo foi passando eu meio que perdi o interesse em vários e me sinto meio mal as vezes.

• você realmente gostaria de ter o qsmp de volta?

acho que a única coisa que eu realmente gostaria é de saber era o que os guapoduo/spiderbit iam fazer com a lore deles e só, espero que algum dia eles resolvam compartilhar.

• como você vê toda a situação do server e gosta do quackity?

eu gostava muito dele antes de tudo acontecer e pode parecer um pouco pesado o que vou dizer aqui mas agora eu meio que sinto nojo dele (acho que é uma boa forma de descrever) e é tanto que não consigo nem olhar pra cara dele e tenho pavor só de ler o nome dele, e aqueles fãs dele só pioram tudo juro que acho que nunca odiei tanto algo como odeio os fãs dele e pior que ele incentiva tais comportamentos.

enfim, parando pra pensar a única coisa que sinto falta era de alguns cc's reunidos mas no saldo final eu acho que odiei tudo o que o qsmp fez com a minha comunidade, claro que teve partes boas como: interagir com pessoas de outras nacionalidades, ver artes incríveis, conhecer alguns (poucos) cc's bem legais e um pouco de reconhecimento internacional mas no final não acredito que passar por tudo tenha valido a pena.

o tanto de hate que tive que ler não só a pessoa que eu acompanhava mas a também ao meu país, a minha nacionalidade, a minha comunidade e eram coisas pesadas, além de obrigarem o meu criador de conteúdo favorito a soltar um pdf tendo que se explicar e se assumir (foi primeiramente culpa da sasa mas só chegou naquele ponto pq a comunidade do quackity fez questão de espalhar para todo mundo), sou bem rancorosa então nunca vou perdoar e espero que a próxima vez que alguém for fazer algo relacionado com diversos países que faça direito pq tô bem cansada de ver gringos sendo xenofóbicos e o pior é que a grande maioria de hate que vi eram de pessoas que vinham de países latinos então assim???? cadê o sentido? eles amam fazer isso com brasileiros mas choram quando a Espanha faz a mesma coisa com eles (não estou defendendo de jeito nenhum só expondo a hipocrisia de alguns).

acho que é isso, de novo pe��o desculpas por ser super longo e por estar em português, queria fazer muitas outras perguntas pq você é a única conta gringa que eu conheço mas vou deixar para outro dia.

se você responder e outras pessoas verem eu queria muito que elas compartilhassem a visão delas também se fosse possível, adoraria ler ❤️

e FELIZ ANIVERSÁRIO ATRASADO 🥳🎉🎂 espero que você tenha tido o melhor dia de todos, desejo tudo de bom na sua vida e que você realize todos os seus sonhos. 💕

(ps. não revisei antes de mandar e se tiver algum erro na tradução me perdoa, tentei escrever as palavras inteiras em vez de abreviar)

Back when the QSMP was still going, here's the guys I watched regularly

Cellbit

Roier

Foolish

Pac e Mike

Bagi

I also watched a solid 75% of Charlie's streams, and I watched Baghera when I could (but she was always live at a weird time for me.) And Etoiles!

I don't want the QSMP back for the simple fact that I don't trust the leadership to actually run the server properly. The last month and a half of the server under them was a mess, nothing got resolved under them, the final event was the same clickbait-y bullshit every big event had been since the elections, the way they treated the egg actors' narrative decisions in the end left much to be desired, and! The Q Studios team isn't fucking shipping their merch! The final egg drop? With Pepito, Sunny, and Empanada? Says that it was supposed to ship in July, and it's September and legitimately nobody has their order, and the team is being seemingly purposefully obtuse when it comes to people asking when their stuff, that they paid for, is going to be shipped. The response emails read like goddamn AI, and trust me, I know from personal experience what the emails look like.

The whole thing REALLY made me lose confidence in Quackity. I'd been a regular viewer since 2021, and the way he handled the server's problems in March and then the way he completely abandoned the server's problems by taking himself out of the administration really made me go. Dude. What the fuck. Dumbass.

But what really has driven me away from Quackity's content isn't the man himself, he's fine, just a complete dumbass. It's his toxic fanbase sending me death threats every time I talk about him without throwing never-ending praise on him. I wrote a fic where his character died, and I got death threats. And I'm American! The shit I've seen his community do to the Brazilian and French fanbases is sickening. I haven't seen this level of online cruelty in years, and I'm a former DSMP girlie. I thought we left this shit behind with the DSMP, what the fuck are people doing harassing and insulting Philza Goddamn Minecraft for saying that the QSMP would've been better if the admins were treated fairly. Which is something that Quackity himself said!

I have this thing where I dislike ccs because of their fans. I'm like that with Tommy and Tubbo and Phil and basically the rest of SBI and SBI Extended, and with Charlie (even though I REALLY like Charlie's content), and now I'm like that with Quackity. I don't have anything against him personally, I just think he's a complete and total dumbass when it comes to business decisions and leadership positions within businesses. But his fans? Fucking shoot me. I wish he would say something like, "Hey, stop being racist towards my friends", but he couldn't even do that when the QSMP was going; he, instead, said that all the racist and xenophobic things being said by people on Twitter with his face as their icons and with his name in their usernames and bios were being said by "haters" from "outside of the community".

So.

I'm so happy that I'm mostly off twitter for good these days. I haven't been on for over a week now that the people I followed are on Bluesky, and Bluesky has a happy little lack of toxic Q stans on it that really makes it a much more pleasant experience.

I really miss the QSMP, but I don't think I'd ever want it back. The QSMP 2 won't be the same as the original (if it even happens) because it'll be missing a big portion of the Brazilian and French fanbases thanks to all the harassment they've been receiving for over a year now. If the only people in the fandom are the same people mocking the very existence of labor unions (not just the kinda-weird French one), throwing slurs at Brazilians, and wishing actual death upon anyone daring to criticize the server or its creator, well. It doesn't need to exist, does it?

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Pagan of the Good Times

Somewhere Only We Know

Word count: 1724

Warning: Light angst, comfort tickles.

(lee!George ler!Sapnap)

“Do you think you want to tell me what happened now?”, XD asked George softly. The mortal was curled up in his arms and pretending to sleep.

“Can’t you just read my mind?”, he murmured.

“I don’t think that would help you, baby.”. George huffed at the pet name. It felt weird when he had just seen Dream earlier that day.

Well…some strange broken version of Dream.

He burst into tears. XD gasped and pulled him in closer. He shushed him softly as he pet his hair.

“I got you. It’s okay.”.

XD did know everything, George was right. The moment he had felt George in distress he tuned in. He saw them not talk about anything important and then damage their feelings and bond even further. Pretty much worst case scenario.

It was times like this that made XD wonder what he even expected to come out of this relationship. It’s just that…he loved George. It was too late. He couldn’t go back now. He was a god, but he couldn’t see the future. He didn’t know what was coming. Something definitely was, but he just didn’t know what.

XD closed his eyes and slipped his hands up George’s shirt so he could press them into his bare skin. From there, he read his desires. They were unsurprising. George was longing for familiarity. For something he knew and understood.

“Why don’t you see if Sapnap can hang out?”, XD suggested. The sobbing started to subside almost immediately and after a minute, George sat up to look at him.

“That actually would make me feel a lot better. I’m sorry. It’s just that…”, George sniffled.

“I get it. Just get cleaned up first. I love you.”, XD kissed the corner of his lips. George smiled softly.

“Yeah…I’m kinda gross right now huh?”.

“So gross!!”, XD yelled, making George break into giggles. The god smiled. Everything was actually worth it as long as he could still make George smile like that.

~•~

George felt like a kid being dropped off at a sleepover by his mom. XD kissed the top of his head before knocking on the door for him, then disappearing. George squeaked in surprise.

“Hey!”, he yelled into the sky.

“Hey?”, Sapnap asked with a confused smile as he opened the door. The sight of his best friend crushed George’s heart quickly. That overwhelming loneliness he had been feeling vanished in an instant. George stepped forward and hugged him. Sapnap was a little startled, but he hugged back tightly. “Georgie, are you okay?”.

“Just miss you…”, he mumbled. Against his will, tears wet his cheeks.

Quackity and Karl saw the scene from the couch and decided quickly to move to the bedroom, giving the two best friends privacy.

Sapnap pulled George over to the couch and got him settled in. Within minutes, George was wrapped in a blanket and calmly sipping from a cup of coffee. His tears had dried as soon as Sapnap was taking care of him. He trusted him deeply. The trust had been formed and nurtured over years and George relaxed back into it. He could fall apart here. He could build himself up here.

“I went to see Dream.”, George started slowly and sank on the couch a little in shame. Sapnap nodded. “It went pretty bad.”.

“What did you guys talk about?”.

“Nothing.”, George sighed.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me.”, Sapnap said.

“No, like. Actually nothing. We didn’t talk. It was so stupid. I didn’t have a plan going in and then when I saw him, it was just like so-“, George gasped as the misery almost collapsed his chest, “…stupid! Like I’m so confused and I don’t understand why he changed! Things were good!!!”, George put the coffee down on the table next to him and broke down into sobs. Sapnap crowded in close and let George collapse into his arms. He seemed so small and breakable like this. Sapnap held back his own emotions about the situation and held George close. “Everything is different…”, George mumbled in utter despair. It was true. All Sapnap could do was nod and let George know he was there.

“I love you.”, he whispered into George’s messy hair. “I’m here for you. I’ll always be here.”.

~•~

The awful sobs wracking George’s body hadn’t lasted long. They had faded over a few minutes of Sapnap’s warm embrace. It was exactly what George needed and he couldn’t have been more grateful. Sapnap hadn’t tried to pry information out of him and hadn’t tried to tell him how to feel. Sapnap understood. He didn’t know everything, but he cared for George deeply.

When George could finally breathe evenly, he wiped his face and sat up awkwardly.

“Where are the others?”, he asked, suddenly remembering Sapnap shared his house with his two fiancés.

“I’m not sure, but probably in our room.”.

“Did I interrupt anything?”, George frowned. God, he really had just barged in.

“No, we were just hanging out. What’s wrong? Did you want to see them, too?”, Sapnap furrowed his brows.

“No, I just feel bad I came here with no warning.”, George rubbed the back of his head. Sapnap scoffed and wiggled his finger into George’s side. He squeaked cutely at the intrusion, quickly shoving Sapnap’s hand away.

“Idiot.”, Sapnap grinned. “You’re always welcome.”. George giggled and nodded.

Sapnap took in George’s face as he giggled. It was so good to see a smile after all that sadness. Sapnap hadn’t seen George cry like that in years.

“What?”, George smiled at him. Under the blankets, Sapnap grabbed at George’s hips and pulled him in closer. Such a sensitive spot had the boy squealing and crumbling into giggles. “Sapnap!”, he cried out softly, shoving at the hold and trying to squirm away.

“I want cuddles!”, Sapnap smirked and dug in meanly. The laughter came spilling out of George’s mouth against his will and he fell back against the couch in an effort to get away.

George recognized that look in Sapnap’s eyes instantly and knew he was in trouble. He squealed loudly and twisted to the side as Sapnap’s expert fingers found the most sensitive muscles between his hips and sides.

“No, please! Sapnap, please!”, he begged shamelessly. He crawled backwards on the couch, then screamed when Sapnap only grabbed his ankle and dragged him back down. The blanket fluttered to the ground. George felt a little crazy. His emotions had been peaking all day. He had felt so tight with misery and he knew he was going to lose his mind underneath Sapnap’s merciless fingers.

George’s giggles were hysterical before Sapnap was even on top of him. He shoved against Sapnap’s chest, but was shocked at how weak his push had been. His cheeks heated up as Sapnap collected his wrists and pressed them to his chest, then him to the couch.

“Just relax…”, Sapnap muttered in amusement.

Sapnap’s free hand poked teasingly around George’s neck and he shrieked in terror at how bad such a simple touch tickled. His nerves were raw and lit up like they had been exposed for too long. He watched the hand crawl down and poke teasingly where it could easily shove in to get at his weakest spot.

“Mercy…”, he tried through his flutter of giggles. The younger only laughed. Sapnap lifted the arms away from George’s chest only enough to wedge his hand into his armpit. George threw his head back against the couch and screamed bloody murder. He kicked and squirmed and bucked through his hysterical laughter, but there was no stopping Sapnap. The parts of his brain that had twisted and wound up in defense throughout the day fell apart as he completely let everything go to the torture. No thoughts could slide back in and hurt him. There wasn’t enough space between the constant stream of ‘that tickles that tickles that tickles!!!’.

“You’re so ticklish.”, Sapnap giggled. George screeched with laughter and squirmed into the couch.

It reminded George of growing up alongside Sapnap and Dream.

There had been a time where Sapnap was the baby of the group. But the boy grew faster and stronger than George all at once during puberty. The playfights between them had gone from unfair in favor of George, to pretty even, to unfair in favor of Sapnap.

Maybe it should be bittersweet, but George couldn’t find that bitter edge anywhere. They had been happy before and he had loved it. He was happy now; pinned under one of his best friends and being brought to hysterics like a child. Despite everything, he was safe. Safe in a literal sense; under the care of Sapnap. But, also safe in a more broad sense; with XD to watch over him.

George gasped out roughly between his peals of laughter and banged his head against the couch desperately to try and dispel some of the ticklish energy buzzing through his nerves.

“Sapnap!!!”, he screamed. Sapnap laughed and suddenly pulled his hands away, releasing George’s. He whined at the sudden switch. Before he could react, Sapnap’s hands were both tickling at his sides and stomach. George squealed and twisted against the couch. He fought the hands roughly and shrieked with helpless laughter.

“Coochie coo…”, Sapnap coo’ed teasingly. George was transported to a simpler time. When there was nothing but him and his friends against the world. When Sapnap and him were both too emotionally stunted to talk through their feelings and would default to physical force to make each other smile and laugh again. When nothing was ever that serious anyway.

George bucked as Sapnap dug roughly into his ribcage and wailed with laughter. He threw his head back into the couch and grabbed desperately at the merciless hands. He and Sapnap hadn’t played like this in forever and Sapnap’s smirk told him he was out for blood.

~•~

The two were tangled together and sound asleep when found by Sapnap’s fiancés later. They were clinging to each other and unable to be seperated, so that’s how they spent the night.

Eventually, they would return to their adult lives and adult problems and the complications that had come with growing up. But, that night they would rest in each other’s arms like they did when they were children. When things were simple.