#switch!frost

[trashyswitch]

The Curious Feywild Fishies

Torbek feels lonely, despite sitting and watches the fishes in the river. When Frost comes to talk to him, Torbek and Frost discover some new things about the feywild and naturally, about each other.

This fanfic was written when I was experiencing loneliness myself. Though having friends means you're not alone, you can still experience loneliness. It's unfortunate, but being alone and being lonely are two different things. I wanted to highlight that slightly in this fanfic. Writing is not just a hobby for me anymore. It's become a healthy form of escape, as well as a healthy coping mechanism for my mental health. It's actually gotten to the point where writing is a big part of me. So much so, that I got a feather quill tattoo on my right arm. Here's the link.

Alright, I'm done rambling now. I hope you enjoy the fanfic!

The feywild was a beautiful place with many rivers, waterfalls and mountains. This specific river was filled with feywild fishes, both big and small. Some of the fishes were glow-in-the-dark. Other fishes were quite large. But there were even little fishes that were living in tranquility amongst the bigger fishes. Glowing, flying bugs circled the river, occasionally landing on a large furry being that sat on a rock near the river. 

This being lifted up their arm, and looked at the glowing bugs. These glowing bugs were quite tiny, but very comforting to the dark creature. It provided them a sense of calmness…a sense of warmth that was difficult to replicate. 

“There you are, Torbek.” Someone said behind the creature. “We were worried you wandered away.” The person said, sitting down on the rock right beside the creature. 

Torbek remained silent as he watched a couple of the flying bugs get eaten by one or two of the big fishes. 

“The river is quite nice…” The person said next. “I’ve never seen a river so tranquil, yet bustling with life.” The person admitted, taking off his hood. 

Torbek kept looking at the river, mentally noting the circular ripples that expanded each time a fish would bring its face out of the water. 

“Something appears to be troubling you.” The tabaxi mentioned. “Would you like to talk about it?” 

Torbek let out a long, coarse sigh. “Torbek is not sure, Frost.” He admitted. 

The tabaxi nodded his head. “Is it your memories? Do you need help sorting them?” Frost asked. 

Torbek shook his head. “No thank you. This isn’t about Torbek’s memories.” 

Frost nodded his head. “Okay.” 

Torbek lowered his legs from his chest. “Do you ever feel lonely and worthless?” He asked. 

Frost’s face softened. “Yes…Once in a while.” He responded. 

“You don’t feel that way everyday?” Torbek asked him, looking towards the tabaxi. 

Frost shrugged his shoulders. “Not everyday. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen at all.” Frost looked at the river. “I remember being quite lonely before I met Gricko. I often found that the knowledge of this world can only be truly enjoyed if your knowledge is shared with other people.” Frost admitted. “And my relationship with Gricko only solidified that.” Frost looked to Torbek. “I learned that the world is a confusing place without a close friend by your side.” He added. 

Torbek smiled a bit. “Did the sadness go away after you met Gricko?” Torbek asked. 

“In a way, yes.” Frost nodded. “Occasionally it would come back. But often Gricko would dispel those thoughts in my head by telling me jokes or coming up with something new to try.” He explained. 

Torbek looked at Frost with a look of desperation mixed with curiosity. “Do you have any good jokes for Torbek?” Torbek asked. 

Frost smiled a bit. “Not really…Gricko’s the one with the jokes, not me.” Frost mentioned. 

“Okay…” Torbek muttered, looking down at the river again. 

Frost bit his lip. “Sorry…” Frost mumbled. 

“It’s okay. Torbek isn’t very good at jokes either.” Torbek admitted. 

Frost nodded his head and looked closer at the river. Seeing the different types of fish, Frost smiled a bit. “I’ve never seen these types of fish before.” Frost admitted. 

Torbek looked at the different-sized fishes. “Why are the small fishes not being eaten by the big fishes?” Torbek asked. 

Frost shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. I suppose the feywild’s circle of life is different.” Frost theorized. 

Torbek tilted his head as he stared at the fishes. “Are they friendly?” He asked. 

Frost shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know that either. They could be, or they could be deceiving.” 

“Hmm…” Torbek mumbled. 

Growing more curious, Frost looked towards Torbek. “Would you like to see for yourself?” He asked. 

Torbek tilted his head. “How do we do that?” 

Frost shrugged his shoulders. “My first instinct was to create a fishing line, but…” Frost looked in his backpack. “I don’t have the correct string to make a fishing rod.” Frost admitted, showing him the ball of yarn. 

Torbek looked at the fishes, before looking down at his own paws. “Torbek knows this is not the best idea…” Torbek showed Frost his paw. “But maybe Torbek can put his paws into the water.” He suggested. 

Frost looked at Torbek with a look of uncertainty, before shrugging his shoulders. “Maybe…” 

Torbek widened his eyes slightly. “So there’s a chance?” 

Frost nodded his head. “There is a chance. The worst thing they can do is bite you.” Frost mentioned. 

Torbek looked down at the fishes, before gently dipping his paw into the freshwater. Without warning, the fishes scattered away from the foreign thing invading their habitat. 

Torbek whined. “Awww…They don’t like Torbek…” Torbek mumbled. 

Frost looked down at the fishes. “Ah…I suppose they didn’t understand your intentions.” Frost explained. 

“Torbek should’ve known…Torbek’s too scary for fishies…Everyone’s afraid of bugbears…” Torbek looked down. “Torbek shouldn’t even try next time…Torbek will just scare them…” Torbek grumbled to himself. 

Frost looked to Torbek with surprise. He knew Torbek was infamous for talking bad about himself, but…these words specifically, sounded more genuine than most of Torbek’s self-deprecation. Seeing how desperate Torbek was to make friends, Frost narrowed his eyes at the fishes. Sensing Torbek’s torment through his tone alone, Frost decided to try something different. 

“Torbek, remove your hand for a moment.” Frost told him. 

“Okay.” Torbek replied. 

When Torbek did as he was told, Frost looked down at one of the bigger fishes, and used his telepathy ability against it. ‘It’s okay. He’s not going to harm you.’ Frost told the fish in his mind. ‘He wants friends.’ 

“What are you doing, Frost?” Torbek asked. 

Frost removed his fingers from his forehead. “Nothing of importance.” Frost looked up at Torbek. “Alright. Let’s try that again.” Frost encouraged. 

“Try what?” Torbek asked. 

“Place your paw back into the water again. But…move it slower, this time.” Frost clarified gently. 

“Okay…” Torbek gently put his paw into the water, making sure not to go too fast that it caused a ripple. At first, the fishes were frozen in place. This left Torbek doubtful, but curious. And then slowly, a small collection of fishes started to make their way closer to Torbek’s paw. It was as if the luck of the feywild was suddenly on his side! And the look of innocence and excitement that filled Torbek’s face…was almost beautiful to see! “They like Torbek!” Torbek reacted. 

Frost smiled a bit more. “I can see that.” He replied. 

“The fishies like Torbek’s fur! It feels funny!” Torbek added. 

Frost couldn’t help it…His smile grew toothy the more he heard Torbek’s words of excitement. 

“Frost should try this too!” Torbek encouraged next, motioning to Frost with his dry paw. 

“Oh no, I’m okay.” Frost replied. 

But it quickly became evident that Torbek just wouldn’t take no for an answer…Because Torbek had grabbed Frost’s paw with his free bugbear paw, and put both Frost’s and his own paw into the water. 

“Oh- Uhhh…” Frost muttered, unsure how to react. 

“Now wait…” Torbek told him, slowly letting go of Frost’s paw. 

Frost watched his paw for a moment. Though the feeling of the wet paw was quite uncomfortable, he didn’t want to hurt Torbek’s feelings…especially now that he had just lifted Torbek’s spirits. So using all of the patience he had practiced over the years, Frost waited. 

Slowly, some of the fishes moved from Torbek’s paw, to Frost’s paw. And goodness, it felt really strange! “Oh wow…” Frost watched with wonder as more and more fishes filled his paw. It felt like little kisses against his toe beans! “This feels…really nice.” 

“Hehehe-” 

Frost’s ear flicked as he heard a little growly laugh fill the air for a few moments. “Hm?” Frost muttered. 

Not even a second later, and more growly laughter filled the air again. Only this time, it sounded slightly more bubbly. “Hahahaha!” He heard. 

“Torbek?” Frost looked over at the bugbear, and widened his eyes at the sight: 

Torbek’s one eye was squeezed shut as a toothy smile kept widening and reducing. He was tapping the rock with his other paw, looking both confused, yet visibly giddy at the same time. Hahahahehehe! Thihihis is getting mohore funnyhyhyhy!” Torbek admitted. 

Frost stared at Torbek with surprise. “Oh wow…” was all he could get out. 

“Ihihit’s vehehery ticklihihihish!” Torbek admitted. 

“Really?” Frost reacted. “Is this a new feeling for you?” He asked next. 

“Nohoho, ihit’s nohohot.” Torbek lifted his hand out of the water and shook it off. “Tohorbek dihihidn’t knohow his paw was ticklish.” He admitted. 

“I see…” Frost responded with a smile. 

“Is that normal?” Torbek asked. 

Frost thought for a moment. “Well…I’d think so.” Frost nodded his head. “If it wasn’t normal, then I would be much more confused and concerned.” he admitted. 

“Are your paws ticklish?” Torbek asked. 

“Well…” Frost looked at his own paw, which was still being nibbled by the fishes in the water. “My upper paws are not.” Frost removed his right paw and moved his lower paws up to the edge of the rock. “But my lower paws are quite sensitive.” Frost admitted, fiddling with the shoes. 

Torbek widened his eyes. “Why are you taking your shoes off, Frost?” Torbek asked. 

“Because I want to see what it feels like on my paw pads.” Frost admitted. “And considering you showed me one of your sensitive spots, I feel a little more comfortable getting out of my own comfort zone.” Frost added as he placed his shoes and socks onto the grassy ground behind him. 

Torbek smiled slightly. “Really? Does…” Torbek looked down a bit. “Does this mean you trust Torbek now?” 

Frost smiled a bit. “Yeah…I’d say so.” Frost slowly put his lower paws into the water. It felt wet in an uncomfortable way…but at the same time, it felt cool and comforting as a result. This night in the feywild was warm, and the water was helping his body cool down. And then things took a turn when the curious fishes came to look at the new furry things invading their habitat. 

“Hello there.” Frost said, watching them as they swam a little closer. “Curious little things, huh?” Frost asked next. 

The fish finally touched his paws and started nibbling. 

“Oh- Oh wohow- HaHA- Oho no!” Frost squinted his face as he tried not to move his paws around too much. “Thihis is- hahaha!”

“Is it really ticklish?” Torbek asked. 

“Hehe- hehehe-!” Frost threw his head back. “Hahahahaha!” He yelled out. “Ohoho noho!” Frost covered his mouth. “Thihis is wohohorse than I thohohought!” Frost admitted. 

Torbek smiled. “Is it more ticklish than my paws?” Torbek asked. 

“Mahahaybehe?” Frost was unsure if he should pull his foot out, or endure it for a little longer. Trying to handle the feeling, Frost started tapping the rock he was sitting on with his claws. 

“Hehehehe-” Recognizing the laughter, Frost looked towards Torbek. “Hahahaha!” Frost’s smile grew wider as he saw Torbek’s paw in the water again, clearly nibbling and tickling him. 

‘Yohou’re doing ihihit too?” Frost asked. 

Torbek nodded his head. “Yeheheah!” He replied rather proudly. “Thihihis ihis reheheally fun!” Torbek admitted. 

“Ihihit reheheally ihihis!” Frost replied back. 

Torbek pulled his hand out of the water, and shook the water off his paw. “Ihihit’s stihill ticklyhyhyhy…” Torbek admitted, holding his paw. 

Frost followed suit as well, pulling his lower paws out of the water and bringing them up to his chest. “Fucking hehehell…” He muttered. “Ihi don’t understand how people do that on a daily basis.” He admitted next. 

Torbek shrugged his shoulders. “Torbek does…” 

Frost nodded his head and took his green robe off so he could dry off his paws. “Are you feeling any better?” 

Torbek smiled. “Yes, Torbek feels a lot better.” He replied. 

“That’s good.” Frost reacted gently as he got up onto his feet. “I’m gonna head back to the campsite.” Frost told him. 

“Really?” Torbek looked up at Frost with a disappointed look. 

“Yeah…I feel like my paws need to dry off more.” Frost admitted, not noticing Torbek’s face. 

“Umm…” Torbek lifted his paw up. “Frost?” 

Frost turned around to look at him. “Yes?” 

Almost right away, Frost noticed Torbek’s disappointed, yet nervous face. “Can…” Torbek tensed up. “Canyoustaywithtorbek?” He asked really quickly. 

Frost widened his eyes. To say he was shocked, would be an understatement. “You…want me to stay?” Frost asked him. 

Torbek nodded his head. “P…Please?” Torbek looked at him with a pleading look. 

Frost’s face softened as he looked at him. Torbek was one with the group, after all…and with this conversation having brought them closer, he felt like he would really hurt Torbek’s feelings if he told him no. 

“Okay.” Frost walked up. “I’ll stay for a little longer.” Frost sat down on the same rock Torbek was sitting on. “Do you need to talk? Or…” Frost asked. 

“Uhhh…” Torbek slowly handed Frost his hand. “Can…Can you…” Torbek looked away, clearly embarrassed. “Can you t-tickle my paw?” Torbek asked.

Frost tilted his head slightly, and slowly took the bottom of his hand. “Really?” He adjusted himself on the rock. “That’s why you wanted me to stay?” Frost asked him. 

Torbek groaned and covered his face with his other hand. “Oooooh…I know…It’s so embarrassing…” Torbek admitted. 

“It’s okay, Torbek.” Frost reassured him. “Gricko told me what your toast was during guys' night…so it makes sense that you would want this.” Frost admitted. 

Torbek looked up at Frost, biting his lip as he looked down at his hand. “Okay…” 

Frost smiled a bit. “Now let’s see how sensitive these paws really are.” Frost started to gently flutter his fingers against his paw pad. 

Torbek jumped and tittered. “Ah-haha- Thehey’re quite s-sensitihihive…” Torbek admitted. 

“But the true question is, what part is the ticklish spot?” Frost asked with an evil little smirk. “Is there a specific toe bean that’s more sensitive? Or is it just the whole paw?” Frost asked. 

“F-Frohost, Tohorbek dohoesn’t like the loohoohook ohon your fahahace…” Torbek admitted. 

“What’s wrong, Torbek?” Frost asked. “Can’t handle a little teasing?” He asked. 

“Thihihis ihis teheheasihing?” Torbek asked. 

“Well, the voice is. The look on my face is more ‘mischief’ than ‘teasy’.” Frost explained. 

“Ihihi feeheel your clahahaw movihihing!” Torbek’s tittering worsened as he watched Frost’s hand very carefully. “Yohohou’re teeheeasing meee!” Torbek whined. 

“That is correct, Torbek. I am indeed teasing you. How did you know?” Frost asked in his monotone voice. 

“Frohohohost!” Torbek reacted. 

“I can hear you perfectly fine. I’m right here.” Frost mentioned next. 

“Wahahait- Hehehehe! Why ihis the teheheasing mahaking the ticklihihihing wohohorse?!” Torbek asked him. 

“Is it?” Frost asked him. “Are you sure it’s not because of where I’m tickling?” 

Torbek giggled somewhat helplessly as he watched Frost’s finger draw circular motions against the bottom paw pad. Whatever Frost was doing, it was working wonders. And honestly…he didn’t mind. He was just shocked that such a small touch like that could make him laugh like this.

“You’re somewhat quiet.” Frost mentioned. “Well…besides the laughter. Something on your mind?” He asked him. 

Torbek closed his eyes and shook his head. “Nohoho, Tohorbek is gohohood.” Torbek replied. 

“Alright.” Frost smiled and went back to observing Torbek’s paw. He began to wonder once again, if there were other ticklish spots on his paw that were not known yet. Frost stopped his claw, and looked up at Torbek again. “Would I be allowed to keep exploring?” Frost asked him. 

Torbek’s giggles lessened in a matter of seconds. Due to the laughter being somewhat softer, Torbek wasn’t very tired. So, he shook his head. “Torbek doesn’t mind. This is really fun!” He admitted. 

Frost widened his eyes slightly, as a small smile grew on his face. “You’re enjoying this?” Frost asked. 

“Uh huh.” Torbek bit his lip and looked down slightly. “C-Can Torbek have some more?” Torbek asked next. 

Frost’s face grew more and more surprised. “More tickles?” He clarified. 

“Yes please!” Torbek replied rather excitedly. 

Frost’s smile seemed to widen from this response alone. So without another delay, Frost kept giving Torbek the tickles he so desperately needed. Though asking for tickles is fairly unusual, Frost would never let Torbek feel different…especially right now. He had enough moral ground to know what would hurt Torbek, versus what would make Torbek happy. And for right now…that information could easily make Torbek sad all over again. So, he kept it to himself and indulged in Torbek’s request. 

Frost soon figured out what spots make him squeak, versus giggle or laugh. The upper beans made him giggle in a growly-kind of way, while the lower paw made Torbek throw his head back with a long cackle. Though Torbek’s laughter was very strange, it was almost comforting to hear as well. And the giddy look on Torbek’s face was absolutely priceless. He looked like a little kid who was given a gigantic ice cream cone! Seeing such a depressed and grouchy bugbear laugh like this, let alone smile…it felt absolutely amazing. 

After their little bonding moment, Frost and Torbek headed back to the campsite. Frost had put his shoes on before heading back, while Torbek shook off his paw and caught up to him. When they arrived at the campsite, the others noticed their closeness right away. 

“What’s goin’ on there, fluffmeisters?” Gideon asked. 

“Nothing of importance.” Frost replied. 

“Torbek thinks the river is really nice to listen to.” Torbek admitted. 

“Yeah, I agree. I’ve never seen fish like that before. I think I’ll have to do some reading on the creatures of the feywild.” Frost admitted. 

“Can Torbek learn too?” Torbek asked him. “Torbek would like to see what the nibbling fishies are called.” Torbek told him. 

Frost shrugged his shoulders. “Sure. We can both look at it. I just need to find a book first.” 

Gideon smiled a bit. “Maybe Twig has a book.” He suggested. 

“I might just have something for you. But I’ll need to check.” Twig replied with a smile. 

“Yay! This is the best day ever!” Torbek cheered, clapping his hands together. 

Gricko laughed a little bit, while Gideon and Kremy grew confused, before looking to Frost for clarification. 

“Long story.” Frost told him, attempting to shrug it off. 

Kremy and Gideon looked at each other, before shrugging their shoulders and dropping it. Though they wanted a more specific explanation, they knew not to pry. Maybe they’ll get their answer when Frost and Torbek feel more comfortable. 

One more thing: I'm sorry for the lack of uploads. I've been focusing on school starting up again, as well as writing the tickletober fanfics. Writing for tickletober has been slower this year, but I'm still determined to go ahead with it. Thanks for the patience and support! <3

[incorrect-upon-a-witchlight]

Gideon: Oh, to be a bored Prince who keeps rejecting marriage proposals due to being secretly in love with the cute gardener.

Kremy: Oh, to be a cute gardener who secretly places roses in the prince’s room because he is in love with him.

Twig: Oh, to be the palace guard who discreetly helps to boost the cute gardener up the wall for his secret deliveries in the middle of the night.

Frost: Oh, to be the prince’s best friend witnessing the two fools dance around each other while knowing damn well that the two like each other.

Gricko: Oh, to be the noble suitor from another royal family who comes to know of their love instantly and plans an entire plan to get them their happy ending.

Torbek: Oh, to be a medieval peasant who knows nothing about the prince’s personal life and who dies of dysentery at age 23.

[goldenslumbersketchbook]

Sketchbook Log: Part 4 of the Overland Witch AU - The Trial

Beginning: here

Previous: link

Next: link

[wolfdrawer]

I don't know if anyone cares, but fuck it, OUAW Miitopia!!

And before anyone says anything, I know anyone won't but meh, I switch Frost from the cat job to the science, cause they both fit! I might draw them because the interactions are chaotic and funny!!

[lovecatsys]

*gasp* Emma Frost, cooking? Now I've seen everything.

[ghenderghost]

[cacw]

super splashfrost times

[theyapper0]

OKAY!!!!!! This is my rewrite of EAH Epic Winter!!!!!! It's a LITTLE MESSY and just a BIT disorganized but you'll be able to get the general idea!

If there's any confusing parts, feel free to ask me questions!!! (•◡•)

I was originally gonna draw out like,, the entire thing like how I did w Dragon Games BUT IT WAS A LOT?? Like there's WAAAY more that I changed in Epic Winter (sorry but the whole thing had to go, I BARELY stuck with cannon LOL)

But I drew SOME of it ^^

HERE THE LINK TO THE DOC!!!!!!!! HAVE FUN!

[sillykitty9000]

Day 16: Worst Kiss Ever

Hello Grimmorning Nation! I come bearing a gift of two stupid men /aff

(No ID)

[katetorias]

surprise switch that happened Tuesday!

[basil-under-a-blanket]

hee ho!

[trashyswitch]

Mischief in the Feywild

⚠️SLIGHT SPOILERS FOR ONCE UPON A WITCHLIGHT EPISODE 19 AND ONWARD!⚠️

The group of 6 are walking through the Feywild, with Twig and Gideon running around in front. While Gideon tries to calm down, Twig accidentally finds out about a little ticklish spot thanks to Frost and his telepathy abilities. Frost's words end up causing a whole bunch of mischief, that turns into a devestating loss of dignity for both Gideon and eventually, Frost himself.

As I got past episode 21, I grew to absolutely love Twig and Gideon's relationship from the moment I saw their dynamic in Once Upon a Witchlight. I wanted to really emphasize this friendship, and add some slight playfulness with the others as well. But I mostly wanted to focus on Gideon and Twig. I also wanted to let you know that I will be uploading a few more fanfics to make up for the lack of fanfics the last few weeks. I was really focusing on finishing up my first year of school, and I had put my writing on the backburner for a while. Lastly, I had been at the cottage this last week, and I'll be heading back home tomorrow.

So with all that in mind, I hope you all enjoy!

“Weeee!” A little brownie fey creature declared as she rode the shoulders of her new friend: A very fast fire genasi named Gideon. 

“You- *huff* You havin’ fun up there?” Gideon asked, looking up to Twig out of the corner of his eye. 

“This is so fun! This is so fun! Run like the wind, Gideon!” She cheered excitedly. 

“Ey ey, Capt’n Twig!” He declared, before looking to the right. “I’m gonna do a sharp u-turn, ya alright with that?” Gideon asked. 

“Do it, do it, do it!” She declared. 

“Aaaalright! Let’s GO!” He made his body do a sharp u-turn, making a funny little vrooming sound as he turned. 

Twig’s reddish brown and blonde hair flew in the wind as she let out the most happy little high-pitched “WEEEEEE!” sound.

With Gideon now the other way, he started to sprint to the group again. “Alright! LOOK OUT BELOW!” Gideon shouted, sprinting straight for the group. 

“You know, I’m a little worried about Gideon being too rough with Twig.” Frost admitted. 

“Why’s that?” Kremy turned to look at him. 

Frost looked towards Kremy. “Well-” 

Suddenly, the sound of sliding across slightly moist moss filled the group’s ears as Gideon’s body slid closer and closer to the group. And right as the big set of feet slid to a halt, Gideon’s body stopped right in front of Kremy. With a smoldering look on his face, Gideon looks straight at Kremy. “Helloooo ladies~” 

[The entire group bursted out into laughter, with both Mace and Andy’s laughter audibly towering over the others. 

“Kremy looks at Gideon with…mostly shock and confusion, but you can see the slightest hint of a blush.” Richie told him. 

Derek takes a drink of his can of pop before putting it down. “Frost watches Gideon’s perfect form as he manages to slide to a stop in front of Kremy at just the right time. He nods up and down, uh…almost proudly, before saying-”]

“I take back what I said. Gideon is perfectly capable.” Frost told Kremy. 

“THAT WAS AWESOME!” Twig shouted excitedly. 

Gideon laughed through his breathlessness. “Was that fun?!” Gideon reacted, showing Twig his hand. “High five.” 

Twig gave his hand a high five. “Again, again, again!” She cheered excitedly. 

Gideon shook his head. “Not…not now. Gid needs a break.” He told her, bringing his arms up to take her off his shoulders. 

“Okay. But can I stay on your shoulders?” Twig asked, touching the top of his hair. 

“Sure, why not.” Gideon lowered his hands rather hastily. 

[“Gideon joins the rest of the group.” Mace told them. 

Nikkie nods. “With the group now together, they all spend their time walking and chatting amongst each other.” She explained. “And as you walk, Gid…you can feel Twig playing with your hair, almost like a bored child in need of a distraction.” She explained next.

“I let Twig do this as I’m walking.” Mace explains. “It feels nice, and it helps calm me down.” He added.

Nikkie looked at Mace. “I’ll need you to roll an insight check.”

Mace picked up his d20 dice and rolled it. When he got his number, he checked his insight number. “Uhh…11.”

Nikkie nodded her head. “Alright. You can feel your mind calming down slightly. However, you quickly find that her hair-playing starts to distract you rather than calm you.” Nikkie explained. “The touch doesn’t really hurt, per say. But…the touch feels more…ticklish than anything.” 

Mace tilts his head. “Wait, tickles as in…itches? Or tickles as in, makes you laugh?” He asked for clarification. 

“Up to you.” Nikkie replied. 

“Alright.” Mace smiles and straightens his posture. “I do all I can to ignore the urge to laugh.” Mace told her. 

Richie and Nikkie laugh a little bit. 

“Alright. Roll a deception check for me.” 

Gideon rolls the dice, and adds his deception check. “16.” 

“Alright.” Nikkie replied.] 

Gideon attempted to calm himself down as Twig played with his hair. The thing is, not a lot of people have touched his hair, let alone the top of his head…not even as he was growing up. He expected it to feel nice, and at first…it did. But now it was growing somewhat sensitive. 

“Twig?” Gideon asked. 

“Yeah?” Twig’s hands paused slightly. 

“What are you doing up there?” Gideon asked. 

“Playing with your hair.” Twig started moving her fingers through the hair and scratching mere centimeters away from his scalp. “Why?” 

“N-No reason, juhust-” Gideon bit both his lips as he tried to keep himself together. It felt like the touch alone was pushing him to laugh against his will. It’s not something he’s used to, and he nearly breaks.

“Gid?” Kremy turned to look at him.

“What’s wrong with you?” Gricko asked. 

Frost looked at Twig’s hands, before looking at Gideon’s face specifically. “You look like something’s bothering you.” 

“Botherin’? Oh no, nothing's b-bothering me-hehe-” He squeezed his right eye as Twig’s finger scratched a super sensitive part of his scalp. 

[Derek is visibly trying not to laugh. “Suspecting something else,” Derek places his index and middle fingers onto his own forehead. “Frost uses his telekinesis to get into Gideon’s head.” Derek explains. 

Mace laughs. “All you hear is ‘Shit, shit, shit, what is this? It feels weird, why?!’.” Mace explained. 

This explanation alone makes Derek lean his body back with laughter.

“Why do I wanna laugh?!” Mace asks next. 

“There’s nothing funny about this!” Derek added, making more laughter fill the room.] 

Frost widened his eyes and grew a cat-like smile on his face. “I see…” He said with a smirk. 

“You see? What is it?” Kremy asked. 

“I’ll explain in a moment.” Frost told him. 

[“I use my powers to get into Twig’s mind.” Derek places his fingers back onto his forehead before looking at Nikkie.] 

‘Twig, this is Frost. I think you might be tickling Gideon by accident.’ Frost explained in her head. 

[The room of players burst out laughing. “Straight to the point.” Andy mentioned.

“Just no going around it!” Mikie added.] 

‘Tickling Gideon?!’ Twig gasped. 

‘It would seem so.’ Frost replied. 

‘Thanks for the warning, Frost! I had no idea!’ Twig reacted. 

[“The moment after she says this to Frost, she starts scratching and playing with Gideon’s hair even faster than before.” Nikkie told them with a laugh. 

“What?!” Mace drops his jaw, clearly offended.

The group bursts out laughing as Derek panics and moves his fingers back to his forehead to send another telekinetic phrase. “Wait, no!”

“Do I roll a performance check for this? Or a sleight of hand?” Nikkie asks. 

“Sleight of hand, I believe.” Andy replies.  

“Okay.” Nikkie rolls the dice and adds her sleight of hand. “Dirty 20!” She declared. “And Mace, roll me a…strength? Survival? I don’t know…”

“I’ll roll a survival check. That makes the most sense.” Mace told her. 

“At disadvantage, because…” Nikkie motions to Mace and shakes her head. “Well…Tickling.” 

That was all she could get out before the group burst out laughing.]

Gideon's head leaned back as the laughter finally overcame him. “Gahahahaha! What the hehehehell?!” His almost bellowish laughter filled the feywild for a moment as he tried to grab Twig. 

[Richie smiles. “Now, Kremy quickly remembers a time he found a really good tickle spot on Gideon.” He explains. “And though he swore he would never tell a soul about it…” Richie shrugs his shoulders. “He risks it for a biscuit cause he’s a menace.” He concluded.

A collection of ‘Ooooooh’s fill the room for a moment as the table processes the utter betrayal from Richie/Kremy.] 

“Twig, go for his ears!” Kremy yelled out. 

“Okay!” Twig replied. 

[“I can’t believe it’s gotten to this…” Nikkie laughed, before clearing her throat. “Not able to choose which ear to go for, Twig quickly begins scratching at both of Gideon’s ears instead.” Nikkie narrated.

“Good lord…” Mace shook his head. “Gideon just loses it with laughter. He struggles to cover his ears as he realizes that his best friend…his only friend…and now husband…had just told one of his biggest secrets to not only Twig, but to the rest of the group in the process.” Mace told the group.] 

“KREMY YOHOHOHOU AHAHASS!” Gideon shouted. “YOU PROMISED!”

“Oops…” Kremy casually muttered with a snicker. 

Desperate to save what’s left of his dignity, Gideon reached to grab Twig and take her off his shoulders. 

[What number did you get?” Nikkie asked. 

“19.” Mace replied. 

“You pass. You’re able to grab Twig and lift her off you.” Nikkie narrated. 

“Yes!” Mace cheered.] 

“Ihi gotcha, ya little shit.” Gideon brought Twig into his chest and tickled her belly and sides. 

Twig bursted out in high-pitched, squeaky fits of laughter. “eEEEHEEHEE! GIHIHID, IHIHI’M SORRYYYY!” Twig squealed. 

“Don’t you try and get yourself out of this! You started it!” He reminded her. 

[Derek morphed his face into guilt. “Frost looks at this and starts to feel guilty. He feels like Twig’s doom was entirely his fault, and that he should atone for his actions.” Derek explained.] 

Frost cleared his throat. “Uh…Actually Gideon…” He spoke up. “I have a confession.” He admitted. 

Gideon looked at Frost. “Well, make it quick. I’m a little busy.” Gideon told him. 

Frost scratched the back of his head. “It was actually me that told her.” Frost admitted. “I tried to warn her that she was tickling you, and…I suppose she took it as a challenge.” Frost admitted with a small chuckle. 

Gideon slowly paused his fingers and looked at Frost. “Did you…read my mind?” He asked. 

Frost widened his eyes. “Yeah, I did. That’s how I found out.” He admitted. 

Gideon narrowed his eyes at Frost, before looking at Twig. “This true?” He asked. 

Twig nodded her head. “Yeah, it is.” 

Gideon looked at Frost out of the corner of his eye, and put Twig onto his shoulders again. “No touching my ears without my permission, okay?” He told Twig. 

Twig nodded her head. “Okay. Promise!” 

Gideon put his fingers onto his own forehead. ‘Better prepare yourself for the most laughter you’ve ever experienced.’ Gideon said in his mind. 

[Derek widened his eyes. “Oh shit!” 

The group burst out laughing. “Whoa! Okay!” Nikkie reacted. 

“Can Gricko understand what he’s thinking based on his face?” Mikie asked. 

“I don’t know. Roll an insight check. And Mace, roll a persuasion check.” Nikkie told them. 

Mikie rolled the dice. “18.” He said. 

“Dammit…” Mace hung his head. “13.” 

Nikkie threw her head back with laughter. “Oh no!” She reacted.] 

Gricko smirked a little bit. “Well, it’s a good thing you and Frost have something in common…” He teased. 

Frost’s upper body froze, widening his eyes before glaring at the person beside him. “Gricko!” 

Gricko smirked brightly. “Am I wrong?” He asked. 

Frost fixed his hood and looked down, attempting to hide his face. 

Gideon smirked a bit and looked behind him slightly. “Hey Twig, ya wanna team up later?” Gideon asked. 

“Sure!” Twig replied excitedly. 

Kremy widened his eyes, and looked ahead, suddenly growing nervous. He looked at Frost, who was also nervous. He looked forward and tried to keep himself calm as they walked. “Well…” Was all he could get out. 

Let’s just say…they both should’ve remembered the consequences before going against a large Fire Genasi and his little fey brownie friend…

[doriansbutt]

lighting experiments on my new ocs who introduce themselves as “Brutus and Ichabod, unfortunately”

[sinclair-enterprises]

🤍🖤 gang.

The latter half of the 90s were a great time for this matching aesthetic. 🤌

[somemaycallthisjunk]

the struggle for the Amulet of Julianos

[pizzabookbuying]

Anyone else kinda hate alternating POVs in (romance) stories? I ask this as a person who is currently writing a fic with alternating POVs, but who has also recently read a handful of novels (both romance and not) with alternating POVs that just bored the hell out of me. Idk maybe it’s just that some writers tend to use it as an excuse to overwrite certain scenes or take any tension out of a dynamic?? There have definitely been multi-pov stories that I’ve LOVED but also ones that ruined an otherwise interesting story