Reblog first, like after

day 2 - ribs: prompts found here

George loved HD's cloud bed but it always made him sleepy. He had playfully whined his brother about not being as affectionate towards him as 4K was to Sapnap when they made a move to push him off their lap. George was quite comfortable, laying his head on his brother's lap, almost falling asleep before he felt a hand practically playing piano on his ribs.

"HDEHEHEHE!"

"Take it back! Apologize!" HD spoke loudly but George could hear that they weren't actually mad at him, though those thoughts disappeared quickly when their other hand squeezed his other set when he turned on his back.

"I'M SOHOHOHORRY!! IHIHIHIHI TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIHIT BAHAHACK!!" George cackled, squirming his way up until his torso was in HD's lap. His head shook wildly, hair tossing every which way yet he never shoved his brother away.

"Do you love your big brother more than your in law~?"

"YOHOHOU'RE THEHEHE BEHEHEHEST BROHOHOHOTHER!! IHIHIHIHI PROHOHOHOMISE!!!" HD slowed to a stop, melting at how George pushed himself up with what little strength he had left and curled himself into their chest.

"That's better..." They whispered, holding him close, gently rocking, petting through his messy hair.

"I do love you more, but he can't know that, he might actually kill me."

"I... can't promise he won't be able to get it out of me. I'm not willing to take that to the grave little brother."

Lee!XD

Ler!HD

Knees :D (I'm in my soft hours rn)

prompt from this post

thank you for being patient with this <3/p

🦙🦙🦙…

“Lie down idiot!! You asked for this!!” HD scolded, fending away the set of hands that had latched onto his wrists with a couple light slaps, a few of his helper hands appearing from thin air to aid him in his defence.

DreamXD let out a light whine from beside him, dropping his body back down into the clouds below as white, ephemeral hands pushed against his shoulders, all four of his own hands assembling protectively over his already masked face. It was clear that he was embarrassed.

“You asked, idiot.” GeorgeHD reminded him again, waiting for the taller god to settle, before placing his hands back over their knees, which lay shifting in anticipation in his lap. A wave of squeaky giggles immediately tumbled out of them.

It was still all new to HD — the idea of enjoying being tickled. He always found that whenever he was tickled he could barely remember a thing about the experience, let alone his feelings towards any specific spots. It seemed far fetched to him that XD could even pinpoint that the backs of his knees were a spot that he enjoyed. But he had also barely hesitated when the offer came up to test it out.

“I thought only humans liked this.” He queried, teasy tone garnishing his words.

“Shuhut uhup…” XD rebutted, twisting and kicking as HD returned to squeezing around his kneecaps as before, seemingly trying to bury himself into the clouds. HD couldn’t help but become fixated on the strange noises that the action forced from the god. It wasn’t like normal laughter, but more squeaks. Noises that he would never expect to hear from a god like DreamXD.

“You’re squeaking.” He mused. XD’s arms wrapped further around his head.

He decided to change his tactic, replacing squeezes with skitters, and travelling around the sides and underneath XD’s knees, over the spot that the deity had originally requested.

At first the change only produced silence from the god, their shoulders shaking against the cloudy-support that he was lying in. But then a wave of new, stranger noises began tumbling out of him. They were high pitched, and chirplike, trill even. HD felt his lips pull into a delighted smile. The response was adorable.

prompt from this post

an interesting pairing indeed :O

🦙🦙🦙…

The boy was younger than the others, GeorgeHD decided. His laughter was childish and breathy, hiccups peppered through as HD’s hands kneaded their way up and down his rib cage. He was barley struggling, just weakly squeezing at the god’s much larger hands occasionally, but making no real attempts to escape or break free from the secure hold that HD had him in.

“Geohohorge!!” He cried, coughing briefly as another wave of breathy cackles overtook him, legs kicking out uselessly below as HD’s fingers lingered over a particularly sensitive rib of his. The god rolled his eyes.

“I’m not George!” He hissed. “How many times do I have to tell you that, mortal.”

It was infuriating to him, but the blonde haired, scruffy boy seemed to be adamant in having met HD before. And it was just simply not true, he had never seen this boy before.

“Stohohop lyihihing!!” Came the familiar, stubborn argument again regardless, followed by a wave of softer spluttered giggles as HD’s hands moved round to squeeze at the muscles of his stomach instead.

Blonde hair shook wildly in an apparent attempt at consolation, before the boy’s head dropped down to simply rest against HD’s forearm in defeat.

HD found himself almost wanting to smile along softly at his reactions, but they stubbornly held it back.