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wishitweresummer · 1 year ago

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I love this a lottt

Cereal Killer

Based on this prompt!

Sapnap knows how Dream is when he first wakes up. Apparently Sapnap let’s it slip his mind this morning, however, as he sees no issue in finishing the last of Dream’s cereal. Dream let’s him know not to do it again.

(lee!Sapnap / ler!Dream: 1.4K words)

It was no surprise that the house Dream and Sapnap resided in could get chaotic from time to time - two rowdy men in their twenties who were EXTREMELY competitive only further helped that fact. However, mornings in the house were always peaceful.

This morning was no different. Sapnap was up before Dream, which was a normal occurrence. The brunette had poured himself the last bit of Frosted Flakes, tossing the box into the bin when he walked into the living room to sit on the couch. He flipped through Netflix, looking for something to watch when he heard light footsteps coming down the stairs. He saw a flash of blonde as Dream made his way from the steps to the kitchen, who assumingely was also on a mission to get some breakfast. He had finally settled on a show, hand carrying a spoonful of cereal to his mouth when he heard it:

“SAPNAP!”

Sapnap barely had time to register the yell before the taller blonde boy stomped into view, holding up an empty cereal box. He felt his cheeks heat up slightly as Dream stared daggers into him, making him slowly lean forward to place the bowl back on the table in front of him.

“Dream? What’s up?” Sapnap didn’t need to ask. He knew that he had finished Dream’s cereal. In his half asleep state, he didn’t fully register the destruction this would cause. But now, being hyper-aware of the situation unfolding before him, he realized this was a terrible mistake.

“Sapnap.” Dream growled out, taking a step forward and eyeing the cereal bowl that sat on the table between them. Sapnap could feel the heat from his cheeks moving up to the tips of his ears, feeling nervous and not understanding why. The smaller boy stood up and held his hands up in a guilty manner, taking blame without saying anything.

“Dream I’m so-“

“Sap. Nap. You fucking ate the rest of MY cereal.”

Sapnap felt himself wince as the taller boy took another step forward, his shins resting against the table separating the two boys.

“Dream, I’m sorry! I wasn’t thinking!”

The green eyed boy stood for a second in silence, crossing his arms across his chest as he maintained eye contact with the small boy before him. He watched in slight amusement as he leaned back and forth between his feet, not knowing what to do with his hands or where to look.

“You’re sorry. Hmmm.” Sapnap watched the corners of Dream’s smirk flip up when he finally spoke, barely audible but still making a statement. Sapnap knew not to fuck with Dream, especially when he was tired. ESPECIALLY not with his food. His eyes flicked from Dream’s green ones down to the tanner boys hands, watching the fingers twitch against their place against the arms they rested on.

“D-Dream?”

“I feel like maybe you need to prove how sorry you are.” Dream’s smirk grew even wider, if possible, as he held his hands up in front of his face towards Sapnap, wiggling his fingers and leaning forward a bit to bring the space between the two even smaller.

Sapnap’s eyes widened as he realized what was going on. While Dream and Sapnap rarely ACTUALLY got into fights, they certain had their daily spats and arguments. Because of this Dream had discovered a secret about Sapnap pretty early on when they became roommates - Sapnap was very very VERY ticklish. And since finding out, he has exploited it when he’s needed to.

“N-no, cmon Dream n-noHO DON’T!” Sapnap nearly fell back onto the couch when Dream suddenly lunged forward, making a grab for the youngers shirt but missing it by a second as Sapnap darted off to the left to make a break for the steps.

“OHHH SAPNAAAAAAP!~”

“GET AWAHAHAY DREAM!”

The blonde boy followed up the steps behind the smaller, nearly grabbing the smaller boys ankles multiple times but failing when he realized how much faster Sapnap was than him. When he finally reached the top of the steps, he was just in time to see Sapnap make a run for his room. Dream followed closely behind but knew he would never make it through the door before Sapnap closed it behind him. It was then he knew that he had to play dirty.

“YOU CANT HIDE FOREVER, SAPNAP!”

“WAHATCH ME!” And with that, Sapnap was able to spam the door on Dream right before he could push through. Sapnap gave a triumphant cheer as he successfully locked the door, finally able to lean forward and catch his breath. However, he wasn’t expecting to hear a groan from the other side of the door.

“…Dream?”

“Ugh…..”

Sapnap heard the reply but didn’t like the sound of it. He slowly walked to his door, hand lightly on the lock as he was tempted to see what was going on in the hallway.

“Are you okay?”

“Ugh….you slammed the door in my face and my nose hurts.”

Sapnap’s eyes widened as he hesitantly turned the lock, gripping the handle and opening the door to see the taller boy laying on the floor, hands over his face. He crouched down quickly, gripped Dream’s wrists to try and move the hands covering his face away so he could see how bad he was hurt.

“Dream! Shit, dude, I’m so sorry! I just was trying to ge- HEY!”

The brunette yelped as he was pushed, suddenly finding himself with his back on the hallway floor with a very giggly blonde boy straddling his hips. He watched as fingers wiggled above his tummy with a threat to touch down any second.

“W-What the fuck, Dream?!” he looked up into the bright green eyes staring back into his hazel ones, annoyed at the way that Dream’s smile could make him smile, even when he didn’t want to.

“Sorry, Sap. I knew I’d never outrun you, so I had to come up with a plan.”

“The plan was to pretend to be hurt? What kind of bullshIHIHIT D-DREAM PLEASE DOHOHON’T!”

Dream started laughing as soon as Sapnap let out his pleads, letting them fall on deaf ears as he continued to wiggle his fingers all over his sides and tummy, watching the smaller boy fall apart below him. Sapnap was small but he could be strong, nearly knocking Dream off his hips more than one.

“Yeah yeah, it’s bullshit, it’s playing dirty - whatever you wanna call it. But you know what else is playing dirty? Eating. My. Cereal!” Sapnap’s laugh squeaked as Dream emphasized the last three words with squeezes into his ribs at every word.

The smaller boy could barely handle the tickles he was experiencing. Sapnap was incredibly sensitive on his ribs, and Dream knew it. The brown eyed boy was trying his hardest to squirm away, bringing his knees up to hide in them but was unable to due them hitting and resting against Dream’s back. He took this opportunity to reach a hand down, squeezing at the back of Sapnap’s thigh, pleased as the laughter jumped up an octave.

“I-I’M SOHOHORRY, D-DREAM PLEASE I CAN’T BREHEHEATHE!”

Dream carried on for another minute before he slowed down, knowing Sapnap’s limits and not wanting to push things and make the other boy uncomfortable. He slid off of Sapnap’s hips to sit next to him on the floor, giggling a bit to himself as he watched the brunette catch his breath with a few stray giggles falling out unprompted.

When Sapnap finally was able to catch his breath, he sat up and looked at Dream, looking extremely guilty.

“I’m sorry about y-your cereal. I cahan get you more, and whatever else you wahahahant.” Dream could feel his face heat up slightly with the promise of whatever he wants’. Right now though, he wanted food.

“Damn right you’re gonna get me more cereal. And I’ll think about whatever else I can make you get me, too,” Sapnap’s eyes followed as Dream stood up, watching as the tan boy above him reached a hand down as a peace offering. Rolling his eyes, Sapnap accepted it sheepishly, standing up on wobbly legs and taking a step towards his room. However, a long arm stopped him in his tracks, making him raise an eyebrow up at the blonde boy now blocking his doorway.

“Right now though, you’re gonna make me breakfast.”

#lee!sapnap #ler!dream #dreamnap tickle #mcyt tickle

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sapnapstummy · 5 days ago

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our bodies meet

Dream/Sapnap

Rated Mature | 3.5k words | Oneshot

For Day 4 of DreamNap Week!

A flash lightning storm causes Dream and Sapnap to move the Fusion rig, but when their hands touch as lightning cracks they find themselves in each others bodies. Naturally they take care of each other's aches and pains.

One of my fics for Dreamnap week, domestic dreamnap, a little tickling, and a lot of sweet touches. Please enjoy!!

#sapnap #dreamwastaken #mcyt tickle #ler!sapnap #lee!dreamwastaken #dnapweek24 #dreamnap #dreamnap fanfic #blazewrites

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doveafterdark · 10 months ago

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Sapnap’s Birthday Present

Dream x Sapnap

George did feel bad about not being home for Sap's birthday, he made sure to have little things delivered to him, flowers, candies, little birthday gifts, ext. Dream however, was home, doing everything in his power to make Sapnap feel like royalty on his birthday, cooking him food, watching whatever he wants, giving him his hoodie, little massages, buying him whatever he wants, ext. ext. Now towards the end of the night, Dream patiently waits for Sapnap to finish his phone call with George and meet him in their shared bedroom.

"I love you too Baby, thank you, miss you, see you soon, bye bye. Alright Love, I'm here now, what have you got planned this year mister all out?" Sapnap teased playfully as he shut the door while turning off his phone. Once it was plugged into the charger he noticed what Dream had done.

"When did you put a mirror in front of the bed?"

"About a half hour ago. I saw the clip of you saying that you like getting yourself off infront of a mirror, figured we could have some fun, end your birthday off with a bang~" Dream purred, licking his teeth. Sapnap’s eyes fluttered and his pupils dilated as he stared at the mirror, perfectly encapsulating the bed. Dream reached out and grabbed his waist pulling him close enough to lift him and set him between his legs infront of the mirror.

"You remember your safewords?" Dream asked softly in his ear, one large hand caressing his chest, the other stroking his thigh. Sapnap nodded with a heavy breath, sighing in relief as Dream pulled his clothes off, feeling the cool air from the room sooth his overheating skin. Dream smothered his neck with slow, open-mouthed kisses as his hands slid around his newly naked body.

"I need you to look Sexy~ That's what the mirror is for~" Dream gently cupped Sapnap’s jaw, tilting it down so his face was level with the mirror, causing him to instinctively open his eyes. Pupils blown so big there was barely any iris left. Dream slowly palmed his already hard dick as he rhythmically ground his clothed bulge against his bare ass.

"You got so hard just at the thought of me getting you off in front of a mirror~ As if you couldn't get any hotter~" Dream teased that sweet spot under his ear, watching Sapnap’s eyes roll back as he fought to keep his eyes on the mirror. Dream wrapped his hand around Sapnap’s dick, still, to this day, impressed by the size, as he slowly increased his speed as he jacked him off.

"You wanna fuck me in this mirror~" Sapnap nearly came from just that. He dug his nails into the blonde's thigh, nodding quickly.

"Cum first~" Sap didn't need to be told twice, he almost instantly busted all over Dream’s hand and his own thighs. Almost immediately getting hard again at the thought of Dream’s suggestion.

"You good?"

"Have I called a safeword?"

"I'm just checking, damn. George is the overstim bitch, didn't want to overwhelm you."

"As sweet as that is Babe, I want nothing more than to fuck you in that mirror~" Dream quickly switches their positions, shedding whatever clothing he still had on.

"How do you want me Birthday Boy~?" Sapnap pulled his hips back and pushed him down so he was on his knees and elbows. Sapnap quickly equipped a condom and lube, moving quickly as they were both needy. He carefully removed the butt plug keeping Dream stretched and ready, setting it aside before replacing it with his own length. Pushing in slowly as he was still bigger than the plug, letting Dream adjust the the size and the burn. Once he bottomed out he looked in the mirror, saw Dream’s fucked out face and felt his dick pulse.

"Babe?" Dream nodded quickly, pushing himself back into him.

"Go go gooo!" Dream held Sapnap’s phone, pointed at the mirror, recording as Sapnap began his bruising pace. One hand on his lower back, the other holding a tight fistful of caramel blonde curls. Sapnap stared into the mirror with hooded eyes as Dream’s crossed and flowed with tears. Dream’s face was magic to Sapnap, his flushed features, the bite swollen lips, his complete ecstasy face as he pounded against his prostate. Dream moaned louder that he had in a while as he came hard on their sheets. Sapnap’s phone clattering to the floor as his body goes limp.

"Coocooonuuttt." He dragged out, feeling Sapnap pull all the way out and rest him flat. Sapnap had cum a while ago but Dream’s face got him going again. He quickly disposed of the condom and began cleaning them up.

"Did you-?"

"Three times actually."

"Its your birthday and yet you're still doing aftercare.."

"You are one of my bottoms Hun. And if it makes you feel better, I love doing aftercare for you." Sapnap pressed a lingering, loving kiss to Dream’s lips. Giving him some clean boxers and moving him to the floor for a moment so he could change the sheets.

"I'll make you hot tea in the morning, your voice is gonna be fucked." Sap chuckled after they had cuddled up in bed, already sent that video to George. Both falling asleep before he even saw it. George made sure to save that video to his phone to use whenever he was away from his boys.

#dove writes #top!sapnap #bottom!dream #non tickles #smut #dreamnap #mentioned dreamnotnap

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aninklingof · 2 years ago

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Three Times Rough & One Time Soft: Sapnap edition

This is my birthday fic for Sapnap, which is also the start of a possible series that I want to do!

Thanks to @mushiewrites for proofreading the first part (Dreamnap), @wishitweresummer for help with the second part (Karlnapity), and @kasey-writes-stuff for the third part (Punznap)!

Lee! Sapnap

Multiple Lers!

Warnings: swearing ✨Platonic✨

Enjoy!!

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“Sapnap!” Shouted Dream from the kitchen before he came stomping into the living room, crossing his arms and staring annoyed at the younger lounging on the couch.

“What,” he replied without meeting Dream’s gaze.

“It’s your day for the dishes.”

Sapnap groaned and slumped further down into the cushions dramatically. “Can’t you do it?”

“No, it’s your day.” The blonde tapped his foot, his anger steadily increasing with the man. “I did it yesterday, like I was supposed to. Now it’s your turn.”

“But you’re closerrrrr—“ the ravenhead whined and threw an arm over his eyes.

Dream almost shouted again at him, but paused. He took notice of how Sapnap was sprawled on the couch— how his t-shirt had ridden up to expose a sliver of skin when he raised his arm— and it gave the blonde a much more fun solution.

Sapnap hadn’t heard Dream answer right away and thought for a moment that he’d left (he still couldn’t see due to the arm over his eyes). Just before he went to peak however he felt a weight settle over his hips and a firm hand press to his forearm, holding the arm on his face in place.

“Dream—? What’re— wAHAHA—!!” a sudden squeal leapt from his throat as he felt the torturous touches of fingers in his armpits, kneading roughly into the sensitive spot and sending shockwaves of intense tickles through his nerves.

“This should teach you to do your chores,” Dream spoke, the smirk on his face audible in his words. “Tickle tickle Sappy~”

“DREHEHEHEAM NOHOHOHO—!!! STOHOHOHOHOP THAHAHAT!!!” The brunette cackled wildly, kicking his legs and slapping Dream’s tickling hand frantically with his free one.

“Do the dishes!” The older exclaimed, starting to rub his knuckles rapidly up and down Sapnap’s ribcage. And he lost it.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAA—!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!! IHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHORRY!!! IHIHIHI’LL DOHOHO IHIHIT!! IHIHIHI’LL DOHOHOHO IHIT IHI SWEHEHEAR!!! JUHUHUST STOHOHOHOP!!”

And as soon as the vicious tickle attack started it was over. Dream released Sapnap’s arm and it immediately shot down to protect his tingling ribs while the younger took gasping, greedy breaths.

“You good Pandas?” Dream chuckled fondly after a minute or two.

“F-Fuhuck…. Yohou…” Sapnap stuttered breathlessly, his smile genuine to show he wasn’t actually mad.

“You want a round two?”

“Noho!! I’ll doho them!! Lemme up!”

Dream wheezed as the younger pushed him off and immediately jumped up to go do his chore, rubbing his ribs that still buzzed with ghostly tickles.

~~~

Sapnap, Karl and Quackity sat huddled together under a blanket while they watched a movie. It was late and they had spent most of the day streaming and goofing around, being loud and chaotic for most of it. Now though they were relaxing and shamelessly cuddling each other.

Sapnap was sandwiched in between the two others at the moment, clutching a bag of sour patch kids and snacking on them periodically. Quackity randomly threw his arm over Sapnap and cuddled into his side aggressively. In doing so his hand landed on Sapnap’s side, making the brunette let out a squeak which he tried to cover up.

“Quackity get off me!” He snapped shakily, hoping the ravenette hadn’t noticed his little noise.

“Did you just squeak?” Karl asked.

“N-no!!” Sapnap answered far too quickly.

A shiver ran down his spine upon hearing a maniacal giggle from Quackity next to him. “You squeaked, didn’t you?”

Suddenly he felt tickly sparks in his sides from curious prodding fingers, those of which belonging to Quackity. He puffed up his cheeks in an attempt to hold in his laughter, his eyes squeezed shut and his hands gripping at the younger’s wrists.

“Aww look at him! He’s turning all red!” Karl cooed, reaching up to Sapnap’s chin and scratching gently with his pretty painted nails.

At this Sapnap snorted and broke down into high pitched, adorable giggles. “Kahahaharl!!! N-nohohooo!!”

“Nawww! Look at himmmm!” Karl added a second hand into the chin-tickling.

“Hey, I wanna try something George told me about!” Quackity exclaimed. His hands shot up into Sapnap’s armpits and started scratching and scribbling sporadically. “Is wittle Pandas ticklish?”

The Texan’s face flushed brighter than a stoplight and he began cackling loudly. “NOHOHOHO!! DOHOHOHONT TEHEHEASE!! GEHEHET OHOHOHOUTTA THEHEHERE!!!”

“He’s flustered by baby talk?! That’s so cute what the honk?!” Karl squealed happily. “Who’s a ticklish wittle baby? Huh?”

“GUHUHUHUYS PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!” Sapnap pleaded as he thrashed, tears of laughter pricking in the corners of his eyes.

“Alright alright,” Quackity chuckled, stopping his tickle attack and removing his hands. Karl moved his from the brunette’s chin to his scalp where he started to scratch to soothe the man down from his giggly high.

“Thahat wahas cheheheap,” Sapnap sighed through residual giggles as he melted into the cushions, relaxed by Karl’s hand in his hair.

“You loved it, pretty boy,” the oldest retaliated, making Sapnap whine and blush again. The three snuggled up together and picked a new movie to watch, Sapnap dozing off in between his two best friends happily.

~~~

“PUHUHUHUNZ FUHUHUHUCK OHOHOHOFF!!!!” Sapnap wailed, the vicious squeezing and kneading to his sensitive thighs driving him into peals of hysterical laughter.

Punz simply smiled down at the younger man while he tormented him relentlessly. “I told you you’d regret being a little shit to me during the stream yesterday!”

The stream Punz was referring to was a late-night Valorant stream on his Twitch account. The entire time the two were playing together, Sapnap was being particularly bratty. He continuously stole the older’s kills and gloated about how bad he was, getting Punz down to his last nerve.

“When you get here tomorrow I’m going to absolutely destroy you,” he threatened lightheartedly, gripping his controller tighter in anger as Sapnap sniped another one of his kills.

“Yeah yeah, whatever,” the Texan laughed. “Judging by your ability to ‘destroy me’ right now, I don’t think I have to worry too much!”

Oh how wrong he was.

Upon his arrival he was hurried inside and ushered to put his stuff in the guest room rather quickly. At the time Sapnap had thought nothing of it, however now that he was pinned on the couch laughing his lungs out it started to make more sense.

“FOHOHOHOR FUHUHUHUCK’S SAHAHAHAKE STOHOHOHOP WIHIHIHITH THEHE THIHIHIHIGHS!!!” Sapnap cackled desperately.

“If you say so,” Punz responded, lunging forward and shoving the brunette’s sweater up to blow a big raspberry right in the center of his belly.

“FAHAHAHAHACK—!! NAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAT!!!”

The blonde continued covering the man’s tummy in raspberries despite his plea, eventually snaking his hands up to Sapnap’s ribs as well. Upon feeling rough digging in between the bones his laughter ascended into silence.

After a minute more Punz ended his ruthless attack, sitting up with a proud smirk to admire his work.

Sapnap was smiling ear-to-ear, his face bright red and streaked in faint tear tracks showing that at some point tears were shed. He giggled while gulping in air greedily, finally cracking an eye open once he had leveled out his breathing to see the older smiling fondly down at him.

“Stohop staharing…” he whined, flushing red all over again and covering his face in embarrassment.

Punz laughed and climbed off of the younger to sit next to him, pulling his head into his lap and idly brushing his fingers through the brunette curls while turning on the tv.

He was in for one hell of a weekend.

~~~

“Sappy~ wake up birthday boy~” Dream cooed as the brunette slowly drifted into consciousness. Looking down at him was Dream and George, their fond smiling faces filling him with warmth almost immediately.

Sapnap blinked blearily and a sleepy grin stretched across his face. “Mornin’…” he mumbled, his morning voice rasping quietly.

The two climbed onto the bed and squished the sleepy Sapnap between them. Dream started to gently trace the youngest’s ears and jaw while George’s hand slipped under the blanket and his shirt to lazily trail over his belly, getting him giggling immediately.

“We had to give you your special birthday wake-up tickles~” the blonde continued. “And this time Georgie is here to help…~”

“Special tickles for a special day,” George muttered, inwardly cringing at himself but continuing since he knew Sapnap liked all the soft attention.

Sapnap giggled softly and started to squirm as he grew more and more awake, but the tickles remained feather light and gentle. It filled the youngest’s belly with butterflies that served to only worsen the tickles on his tummy.

“T-tihihihickles….”

“Nawww, does little Pandas like his tickles~?” Dream purred as his fingers fluttered lightly over Sapnap’s collarbone.

The Texan flushed at the special nickname used only to tease him and make him red as a strawberry. He moved to hide his red face in his hands, only to hear a ‘tsk tsk’ from George.

“No hiding, Sappy. We wanna see your red face,” the oldest scolded gently.

Sapnap whined. “Ihihi’m uhuhup..”

At his words the two stopped and squeezed him in a tight hug. “Happy birthday,” Dream muttered.

“Happy birthday, idiot,” George repeated, adding an affectionate ‘idiot’ at the end for some authentic George flair.

After a moment the three broke the hug and the two older men stood. “Breakfast is ready downstairs. Get dressed and come on down,” Dream smiled as he and George left the room and shut the door.

Sapnap sat in his bed and sighed happily. Life could not be anymore perfect at that moment. It was gonna be a great birthday.

~~~

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wishitweresummer · 1 year ago

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Cuuute!!! Read this!!

Sweet Like Maple Syrup

hi everyone!! so this fic is entirely dedicated to @mushiewrites for their birthday next week!!! everyone say happy birthday mushiiiiieeee <333

originally i was just gonna post it on his actual birthday but i got impatient and really wanted to post it early so here it is :D i hope everyone enjoys!! especially mushie bc he deserves the best birthday present ever which is obviously a cal fic, duh 🙄

again everyone with them a happy birthday and enjoy the fic!! :)

lee!dream, ler!sapnap, 5k words

Dream wasn’t sure how long Sapnap had been planning this, but he did know that he hadn’t been flustered that much in a long time.

It started that morning.

Dream had woken up just like any other morning– at a whopping one o’clock in the afternoon, which was the closest to morning he’d gotten all week, after being sick for the previous one and working himself to the bone to catch up on his projects after that fact– with the only difference being a text from Sapnap sitting on his phone when he nearly blinded himself with it to check the time. It wasn’t unusual for him to wake up to a text from Sapnap or George, but today’s text was out of the ordinary specifically because of the message itself.

meet me in the kitchen when you wake up ;)

Dream blinked a few times, squinting at the brightness of his phone screen, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and forefinger before reading the message over again. What could Sapnap have needed? The text was only from half an hour prior to him waking up, but if Sapnap had urgently needed something, surely he would’ve come to get him? What did he need in the kitchen, and why was there a winky face, and what was going on, and why was he so nervous to find out, and–

The sudden smell of breakfast foods wafting into his room pulled him out of his thoughts. He looked over to his cracked open door– wait, did he leave his door open? He could’ve sworn he closed it before going to bed, did Sapnap check if he was awake before texting him?– as the smell grew stronger. Dream took in a long inhale, humming softly at the incredible smell, before groaning as he pushed himself off the bed to stand up. He pushed his arms above his head, arching his back and groaning again as he stretched his sleepy, sluggish body out, before ruffling his own hair and stomping his way down to the kitchen to see what the fuss was about.

The sight he was met with when he made it there was… way, way more than what he was expecting, if he was being honest.

On the kitchen island, there were placesets made for two people, set in front of the barstools, behind various plates and platters with more food than Dream could conjure up in his mind on a good day.

There were two separate plates of pancakes, what looked like multiple different flavors, two stacks to a plate with each stack being five pancakes high. Next to that, a platter– Dream recognized it by the snowflake details on the edges as the Christmas themed one his mom had given him when they moved into their permanent home– with eggs on it, some scrambled and some sunny side up. A third plate, a completely different color and size to the rest, this one being smaller and blue, more flat than the other white ceramic ones, was piled high with crispy, wonderful smelling bacon. Finally, there were two small bowls, one being clear glass and the other being a slightly bigger white ceramic one with blue stripes on it, both filled with an assortment of fruit, tossed together to make a beautiful display of shapes and colors. Between the dishes were various condiments and additional toppings; ketchup, maple syrup in a glass bottle that Dream had never seen before, extra chocolate chips, whipped cream, and even a jar of bright red cherries.

And, behind all of the mountains of breakfast foods, standing in front of the stove as another batch of bacon sizzled in a pan and the fan above it whirred loudly, was none other than Sapnap himself. Dream watched silently as Sapnap turned off the burner, pushing the pan of bacon over to the side while he wiped his hands on the kitchen towel.

To say Dream was in awe would be the understatement of the year.

“Woah…” Dream spoke, mostly to himself, voice scratchy and still thick with sleep. Sapnap whipped his head around at the sound, smiling widely as soon as he saw the older man in front of him in the doorway of the kitchen, all ruffled bed hair and loose t-shirt and pajama pants and bare feet.

“Hey!” He said happily, wiping his hand one final time before making his way over to where Dream was standing.

“What…” Dream said again, glancing between his friend and the food, making eye contact once Sapnap got closer, smelling of smoke and bacon and sweet pancake batter. “Wh… Holy shit, Sap…”

“G’morning, cutie,” Sapnap replied through his giddy smile, resting his hands on Dream’s shoulders, standing up on his toes in his socks to place a gentle kiss on Dream's cheek. Dream felt the heat rise to his face, subtly overwhelmed by the sudden affection and bewilderment just minutes after getting out of bed, and he stared with wide eyes at Sapnap as he pulled back. He blinked rapidly, his mouth open just slightly in his shocked state, but Sapnap paid his confusion no mind, continuing to speak as if everything was normal. “Hope you’re hungry! There’s plenty of stuff to go around, so take anything and everything you want. Didn’t wanna have too little,” He finished with a pat to Dream’s shoulder, his hands sliding down his arms until he was able to hold onto one of Dream’s hands. “C’mon, cute thing. Let’s get goin’ before anything gets cold.”

“Sapnap…” Dream muttered, tilting his head to the side and looking down at his best friend adoringly.

“Yes, my baby boy?” Sapnap replied, mirroring Dream’s head tilt and smiling up at him in a way that made Dream’s tummy flutter.

“What the fuck…” He asked, exasperated already, shaking his head while a fond smile pulled at his lips.

“What do you mean? I can't make a gourmet breakfast for my favorite puppy just ‘cause I want to?” Sapnap explained, voice innocent and excited, but his choice of words and the smug look on his face when Dream let out the smallest gasp at them told Dream he wasn’t as innocent as he seemed.

“Oh, Sap, don’t do that,” Dream complained, shaking his head again, looking down at his bare feet against the cold tile as he felt himself flush further.

Sapnap smiled, reaching one hand over to suddenly scratch at his tummy, making Dream squeal and jump back, only to be stopped by Sapnap’s hold on his arm that he used to pull him back.

“Sapnap!” Dream yelped, pressing his palm to his tummy to keep the area safe. “Don’t– don’t do that, that’s not– that’s not–“ Dream stammered, the blush on his face and the butterflies in his tummy so strong he couldn’t even attempt to finish his sentence. Sapnap only giggled, placing another kiss on his cheek before tugging him by the arm towards the barstools.

“C’mon. Sit,” He commanded gently, patting the seat of the stool for Dream to take– which, unsurprisingly, he did– while he grabbed the spatula to serve Dream his food. Dream went to reach for his own plate at first, but Sapnap snatched it up quickly before he could grab it.

“Sapnap,” Dream rolled his eyes playfully, though he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.

“What looks good, Dreamie?”

“I can do it myself.”

“No, you can’t,” Sapnap replied, using the spatula to point to the stacks of pancakes. “Blueberry, chocolate chip, or plain?”

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” Dream said, though his chest was still blooming with warmth, his heart skipping a beat every time he glanced around and saw everything that Sapnap had done, just for him. When he looked back up at Sapnap, the younger man simply gestured at the food again, waiting for Dream to just give in and accept his fate. Dream’s eyes softened, and he curled in on himself slightly, clasping his hands together in his lap and twisting the ring on his pointer finger nervously. “Blueberry.”

“Of course,” Sapnap obliged, sliding three blueberry pancakes onto Dream’s plate, carefully keeping them to one side. He gestured to the eggs next. “Scrambled?” He asked, and Dream nodded shyly. “Perfect. Bacon too?” Sapnap asked as he shoveled a small pile of scrambled eggs onto the plate, before gesturing to the bacon with the tip of the spatula as well. Dream nodded again, his smile widening.

“Yes, please,” He replied quietly, watching Sapnap finish off his plate with a few strips of bacon and carefully place it back in front of him. “Holy shit, man,” Dream muttered, still very much in awe of everything happening.

“There you go, pretty boy. You can help yourself to any toppings or fruit if you’d like some, that part’s all you, so… enjoy!” Sapnap said with a frankly adorable smile, grabbing his own empty plate and piling it high with food as well.

“Sap, I…” Dream began. “I just– I don’t… I don’t know what any of this is about, but… tha– thank you for… literally all of this,” He finished, looking over at Sapnap as he closed the refrigerator after grabbing the carton of orange juice. He looked over at Dream, smiling kindly as he poured two glasses and placed one in front of both of their finished plates, before moving over to stand next to Dream, catching his eyes as the elder stared up at him.

“Aw, baby doll,” Sapnap cooed, his subtle Texan accent lending itself to the phrase, enough to make Dream’s eyebrows furrow and his lips form into the tiniest pout. He cupped Dream’s face gently, rubbing his thumbs under his still sleepy eyes. He moved one hand under his chin, gently tilting his head up further. “You’re so welcome. I just wanted to do something nice for you, sweetheart. Only the nicest stuff for my best puppy, right?”

“Ugh, Sapnap,” Dream whined, and suddenly he surged forward and wrapped his arms tightly around Sapnap’s waist, hugging him so close and so tight it would have knocked him over if he didn’t grab onto Dream’s shoulders to brace himself.

“Oh– Dream! Holy shit,” Sapnap said through a shocked laugh, steadying himself and hugging Dream back. “Okay, okay, easy, puppy. Relax.”

“Sorry,” Dream replied bashfully, loosening his grip slightly but still leaving his arms around Sapnap’s waist, looking up at him adoringly.

“No! No, don’t be sorry at all, I love it when you get all touchy like that. It’s really cute,” Sapnap replied, running his fingers through Dream’s untamed curls, in an attempt to fix them from where they were still messy from sleep. Dream giggled, pressing his temple against Sapnap’s ribs, as Sapnap rubbed a hand up and down his back.

“Shut up, you’re such an idiot,” Dream replied, making Sapnap giggle.

“Yeah, but you love it. Okay, we actually have to eat now or the food is gonna be cold and taste like ass, so…” Sapnap pointed out, letting his hands slip down to Dream's sides, squeezing twice before quickly pulling back, leaving Dream reeling.

“HEY–“ He yelped with a flinch, tensing his arms to his sides and watching Sapnap with a slack jaw as he sat down and began pouring syrup on his pancakes like nothing happened. Dream scoffed, reaching for his glass of orange juice to take a sip. “You’re insane.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Eat your breakfast,” Sapnap replied nonchalantly, but the smug smirk stayed strong on his face as he did so.

They finished eating a while later, finishing just barely over half the food between the two of them and at least a glass and a half of juice each.

If Dream were to claim the rest of the meal was uneventful, that would be the second understatement of the year.

There were several times throughout the meal, more than Dream could think about counting without getting flustered beyond belief, where Sapnap’s devious fingers found themselves gravitating towards Dream’s body. Countless times, he would squeeze above Dream’s knee and over the tops of his thigh, moving down to his inner thigh with tiny pinches every so often, the poor boy barely protected by the thin pajama pants he wore. Sapnap would spider his fingers over his kneecap, squeeze above his hip bone, poke at his side and claw at his ribs, and he even went as far as to shoot his hand towards Dream’s tummy, though he didn’t actually tickle there just yet.

Dream jumped every time, flinching wildly, kicking his leg out and hiking his knee up. He curled his toes, dropping his fork each time with a clatter against the plate in favor of grabbing and pushing at Sapnap’s wrists, twisting his torso away, whining at him to ‘stooooop, Sapnap, stop it, that’s not fair!’ each time he attacked– a request Sapnap obviously never obliged.

Dream felt like he’d been sent to purgatory, doomed to sit on edge next to Sapnap for the rest of eternity, waiting and waiting for the next tickle attack, never sure when it would happen or where Sapnap would target.

Or maybe he’d been sent to heaven. That was more accurate. But he’d never tell Sapnap that, not in a million years.

By the time all the empty dishes were in the sink and Sapnap had begun placing the leftover food in containers to be finished at a later time, Dream was, understandably, extremely nervous. His cheeks still felt burning hot, his fingers returned to twisting his rings around them, his knee bounced up and down from where he stayed seated at the barstool after Sapnap had scolded him and smacked the back of his knuckles with a plastic tupperware lid when he tried to help him clean up, telling him ‘down, puppy, I’ll get everything put away, don’t you worry that pretty little head of yours’ firmly enough that it made him giggle from the fluttering of butterflies in his tummy. He watched Sapnap work, trying his hardest to cool down his flushed face, but he learned the hard way that it was nearly pointless to try.

“Sapnap?” Dream began softly, as Sapnap opened the fridge and stacked all the leftovers inside.

“Yes, handsome?” Sapnap responded, smiling as Dream’s smile turned bashful once again and he squirmed in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest and biting his lip. “What’s up?” He prompted, placing the condiments in the door of the refrigerator before closing it, finishing the clean up of the kitchen.

“Can you… Can I like… Can I ask what– what all of this is for?” Dream stuttered out, confusion still evident on his face. Sapnap chuckled at his hesitation, walking over and standing in front of him again, carding his fingers through his hair once more.

“Sure, you can ask that,” Sapnap replied with a nod, but silence is all that followed, Dream waiting for Sapnap to elaborate and Sapnap doing nothing of the sort. Dream’s eyebrows furrowed again, more confused than ever, before he broke the silence himself instead.

“So… wh-what is… what is it for, then?” He asked slowly, and the hand in his hair then became two, cupping the back of his neck and scratching the back of his hair there. His shoulders dropped instantly, his body melting into the soft touch as he hummed softly at the feeling. Sapnap laughed once again at his stuttered question, pausing before he responded, in a way that still did not answer Dream’s question.

“You’ll find out soon enough…”

“Sap, what–”

“C’mon…” Sapnap cut him off, taking a step back and reaching down to uncross the taller boy’s arms. Dream let his arms slip apart, smiling as Sapnap grabbed his hands and pulled him to stand up. “You need anything before we go? Water, bathroom break, anything like that?”

“No, I don’t think so, but I don’t even know what we’re–”

“Good answer,” Sapnap cut him off once more, before turning towards the stairs and leading Dream up to his own bedroom. Dream chuckled as he was pulled along, and then once again when they made it to Sapnap’s room and the younger boy dropped Dream’s hand to hold the door open for him.

“After you, pretty boy,” Sapnap said as he gestured for Dream to follow him in, making Dream shake his head fondly as he did so.

“You’re such an idiot,” Dream spoke through a wide smile, and he heard the door close behind him before Sapnap’s hand was in his again.

“Right you are, baby,” Sapnap replied with a poke to Dream’s cheek, and Dream’s lips pressed together through his smile as the bright blush quickly returned to his face, even worse than before. “Alright, c’mere,” Sapnap continued, guiding Dream over to his freshly made bed and turning him to face away from it.

“Sapnap,” Dream replied, his nerves setting in again. He still felt butterflies fluttering in his stomach, his chest tight and tingling, something in it making him feel giddy, like sparks of electricity were stinging underneath his skin wherever Sapnap’s hands trails over while guiding him back.

“Shh, it’s okay. Just relax,” Sapnap said softly, stopping barely a foot away from the bed and looking up at Dream with a devious glint in his eyes.

Then, suddenly, there was a shove against his chest and a foot behind his knees, knocking him down and pushing him backwards onto the mattress, and Sapnap was kneeling above him just as suddenly, knees on either side of Dream’s hips but not sinking down to straddle him just yet.

“WH–“ Dream yelped, bracing his palms on the bed, trying to push himself away, but Sapnap landed a hand on his chest. He didn’t push him down, didn’t grab his shirt, still didn’t sit on his hips, he just pressed his palm to Dream’s chest and smiled when Dream looked up at him with a shocked expression. “Sap– Sapnap, what is–”

“Listen, puppy,” He began, and Dream couldn’t stop the whimper he let out, always sensitive to that name, especially when Sapnap would say it in moments like this. “Just relax, okay? This isn’t for anything or because of anything, You didn’t do anything wrong or anything to warrant this. I’m just really in the mood to tickle you today.”

“Wh-what? Sapnap, you– that’s not–” Dream tried to argue, shuffling slightly to lay more comfortably against the bed, dropping down from his palms to his elbows, Sapnap’s hand staying on his chest as he moved.

“Shhh,” Sapnap soothed, pressing his finger to his lips as he did so. “I just want to, alright? Thank you so much for letting me pamper you and take care of you and make you all sweet and pliant for me.”

“I’m not plia–!” Dream tried to argue, but then Sapnap’s finger was pressed to his lips just the same, cutting off his words as he shushed him once again.

“It’s okay, Dreamie,” Sapnap spoke, reaching behind him and pushing Dream’s legs to make sure they were flat, before dropping down to sit on his thighs. He then reached forward to tap Dream’s elbows, hinting at him to lower them to lay down flat. When Dream whined and shook his head, pulling them closer to his body and pushing himself up higher, Sapnap retaliated by harshly digging his fingers into his ribcage.

“NO!” Dream yelped, arching his back and immediately falling down against the bed and shoving at Sapnap’s arms, exactly as Sapnap expected him to. Sapnap pulled his hands away, pressing both palms to Dream’s chest to keep him laying down as Dream wrapped his arms around his torso to protect himself from another attack.

“Okay?” Sapnap asked, raising his eyebrows at Dream. Dream knew the okay meant multiple things– an okay as in ‘you’re gonna listen to me now, right?’ An okay as in ‘is this okay with you?’ An okay as in ‘this is the plan, got it?’– and Dream knew his answer to all of those was okay, yes, confident enough to nod his head in response.

“Okay,” Dream muttered, unable to stop either the blush and the smile on his face from growing, and he settled himself back against Sapnap’s bed, the cool pillow under his head soothing him even as he brought his hands up to cover his blushing face, letting out a muffled whine as he relaxed into the blankets below him.

“You comfy, darlin’?” Sapnap asked, letting Dream adjust himself however he needed in case he wasn’t. Dream whimpered at the question, shifting his shoulders a few times before nodding in acknowledgment. “Good. I’m glad,” Sapnap said with a smile, before lightly taking the hem of Dream’s t-shirt between his fingers and pushing it up to reveal his tummy. Dream gasped, shooting his hands down to cover the newly exposed skin, pulling his shirt back down.

“Oh, nohoho!” He replied, giggling nervously, pressing one palm to his stomach and covering his mouth with the other to hide his giggles, shaking his head quickly.

“No, c’mon, Dreamie. Let me do it.”

“I cahan’t!” Dream said through a whine, pressing his hand in harder when Sapnap tried to push his shirt up again anyway. “Noho! Sap, plehehease!”

“C’mon, puppy. I wanna get your tummy, don’t you want me to?” Sapnap asked, letting his voice drop off to a soft tone, making it nearly impossible for Dream to deny the accusation. Instead, he threw his arms over his face to hide in them again, kicking his legs uselessly behind Sapnap, but otherwise doing nothing to stop the smaller boy from tugging his shirt again, bunching it up around his ribs so his whole torso was on display. “There we go, there’s my good boy, thank you, Dreamie.” Dream whined again, dropping one arm to wrap around himself again, sliding from his ribs to press his fingertips into the soft skin of his lower tummy, curling them lightly around the waistband of his pajama pants, before swinging back up over his face once again. “Aww, poor thing. You must be so nervous, huh?” Sapnap cooed, resting his hands on Dream’s sides and gently rubbing his warm skin with his thumbs. Dream whimpered and nodded, his tummy jumping at the movement of hands against it.

“Just–” Dream mumbled, moving his arms away from his face so his voice could be heard. “Be nice, please?”

“Aw, puppy,” Sapnap cooed, sticking out his bottom lip, making Dream cover his face again. Sapnap pressed his palm against Dream’s stomach, rubbing his thumb there as well and making him let out a small squeak as he tried to suck his tummy in on instinct. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll be so gentle with you. So, so gently, my sweet boy,” Sapnap promised, and before Dream could respond to him, he used both hands to gently drag his pointer fingers up and down Dream’s sides. Dream gasped, his hands jumping down to bat at Sapnap’s, trying to push the offending fingers away, but Sapnap only swatted him back and kept up his tracing. “See? Gentle. Nothing to worry about, right?”

“Mmmm…” Dream hummed, not exactly reassured by Sapnap’s comfort, but curling his hands into fists and restraining himself from fighting back regardless. Sapnap decided to push slightly further, gently tugging the waistband of Dream’s pajama pants down a couple of inches to reveal the jutting bones of his hips and the line of sensitive skin between them. “Oh god, Sahahapnahap!” Dream whined, moving his hands over and uncurling them to cover the exposed area. Sapnap gently pushed them away again, pressing them down against the bed with his fingertips and watching as Dream gripped the comforter tightly in his fists to stop himself from interfering with the tickles.

“Oh, perfect, Dream, stay just like that,” Sapnap praised, and then brought back his two pointer fingers, tracing gently around Dream’s upper tummy, over his sternum between his ribs and over the fronts of them as well. Dream squealed, sucking his stomach in and half-arching at the feeling, immediately lost in helpless giggles at the feeling. “There we go, puppy, that’s good, right?”

“Ihihi hahahate thihihis…” Dream whined out, his fingers flexing and stretching out as Sapnap moved to the sides of his tummy, jerking towards him to attempt to stop him before he controlled them again and brought them back down by his sides. He squirmed as much as he could, shaking his head, squeezing his fists against the blanket, shifting his shoulders constantly, kicking his legs out, anything to help him deal with the unbearable tingly feeling, but nothing seemed to work. He was still lost in the sensation, unable to focus on anything but how much it tickled. “This suhucks sohoho bahad…”

“Nooooo, it’s okay, you love this! You love your tummy tickles!” Sapnap stated, a fact they both knew, but one that made Dream whine and squeeze his eyes shut even harder anyway. “You’re so cute, Dreamie, I just can’t get over how adorable you are.”

“Wh– shuhuhut uhup!” Dream protested, throwing his head to the side and trying to lean as far into the gap between Sapnap’s pillow as he could get. “Dohon’t say thahahat!”

“I can’t help it!” Sapnap said in his own defense, smiling when his tracing fingers swirled around to Dream’s lower tummy and made him gasp and bite his lip before he returned back to the sides of it, adding a second finger with each hand now. After a few seconds, he switched to his whole hand, forming it into a claw shape but not using it for that motion just yet, instead just dragging his nails over Dream’s incredibly sensitive skin. Dream let out a squeak, embarrassing enough that he attempted to clamp his lips shut and let out soft whimpers instead of his bright giggles. “Hey! Don’t do that, let me hear you laugh!” He protested, using his claw shaped hands for their intended purpose twice over Dream’s sides just to make him open his mouth again.

“AH– Sahahap!” Dream yelled out with his sudden burst of laughter, pushing further into the pillow, falling back into his high pitched, breathy giggles when Sapnap returned to his tracing.

“Thank you, beautiful…” Sapnap began, earning a whimper from Dream. “You really are like a puppy, aren’t you, darlin’? Gentle tummy tickles always get you all melty like one.”

“Nohohoho!” Dream whined out a protest, but Sapnap knew damn well that Dream was aware it was true.

“It’s okay, you little goober,” Sapnap said, quickly bringing one hand up to ruffle Dream’s still messy hair before continuing his gentle tracing with it, making Dream’s giggles brighten happily as he squirmed under the affection. “I know you love being my sweet puppy, don’t you?”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Dream whined into the soft material of the pillow as he returned to his hiding place, jumping and squealing suddenly when Sapnap hit a particularly sensitive spot on his tummy, barely a few inches to the right of the little dip in the middle of it. Sapnap giggled at him, using his other hand to cup Dream’s side gently and using two fingers to scratch at that spot mercilessly. Dream squealed again, much louder now, curling the other way against Sapnap’s hand on his side and trying desperately to get away from the offending two fingers. In response, Sapnap squeezed his side once, making him jump back the other way, repeating the agonizing cycle. “Nahahaha– plehehehease! Sahahapnahahap! I cahahahan’t–!”

“Awww, my poor puppy,” Sapnap cooed through a pout, giggling when Dream whimpered and pouted up at him too, before getting lost in laughter again. “Does it tickle, baby?”

“Mhm!” Dream agreed through his laughter, nodding his head quickly, squirming as much as he could in his pinned position.

“Yeah, I’m sure it does, sweetheart,” Sapnap said with fake sympathy, but he still decided to stop both techniques for the sake of keeping the tickles bearable.

Well, kind of. Until he thought of a new idea.

He shifted his hands down, returning to just his pointer fingers, and he began dragging his nails above the line of his displaced waistband between his hip bones. Dream squeaked at the change in technique, arching his back and trying to push his hips down into the bed, away from the tickles.

“Nahahaha! Sahaha– noho, plehehehease!” Dream’s voice was pleading, high pitched and whiny through his struggles. His hands smacked against the blankets, still able to hold back from pushing Sapnap away for a few more seconds. But, eventually, he couldn’t take it anymore, and his hands shot down to grab Sapnap’s wrists, struggling to pull him away with how weakened the tickles had made him. “Sahahap, plehehease, c’mohon, plehease stohohop!” He pleaded, before he was able to yank Sapnap’s hands away from him, giving him a much needed break in the tickles. “Oh my gohohohod…”

“You okay there, giggles?” Sapnap asked softly, lacing his fingers with Dream’s and rubbing the backs of his knuckles with his thumbs. Dream hummed and smiled, nodding his head up at Sapnap as he blinked his eyes open to look at him. Sapnap nearly teared up at the relaxed expression on Dream’s face– the calm smile that overtook his lips, the fond look in his eyes when they made eye contact, the way his head tilted back and sideways into the pillow as he laid there, content and smiley and letting Sapnap play with his fingers and rub his knuckles. “Aww, my puppy, you’re so sweet.” Dream giggled at the compliment, his nose scrunching up with his laugh and only making Sapnap feel more warmth in his chest. He looked so cute, Sapnap almost wanted to squeeze his face, pinch his cheeks, bite his nose, anything to get the cute aggression out of his system.

Conveniently, he remembered Dream was still pinned underneath him.

So, he pulled his hands away and suddenly latched them onto Dream’s hips, squeezing the spot just above the bones and digging his thumbs into the spot just inside them. Dream broke out into loud laughter, kicking and squirming and thrashing underneath him, grabbing onto his wrists to try to pull his hands off and rid himself of the excruciating feeling.

“SAHAHAP?!” Dream yelled out, his fingers continuously slipping off Sapnap’s wrists and having to readjust their grip, even as Sapnap’s hands remained unwavering in their movements. To be even meaner, Sapnap took in a deep breath, then leaned down and blew a long raspberry over the same ticklish spot to the right of his belly button, making Dream’s laughter grow even louder, much more shrill and raspy now. “WHAHAHA– NOHOHO, PLEHEHEASE!” Dream’s pleading fell on deaf ears, even when he moved his hands to push desperately at Sapnap’s head and shoulders and arms and knees to try and push any part of him away. He was unsuccessful at every attempt, and he had no choice but to sit through what Sapnap did until he decided he was finished, completely helpless to the devastatingly ticklish experience for as long as Sapnap deemed fit.

And if Dream tried to claim that he didn’t love every second of that day? Well…

That would be the third understatement of the year.

#lee!dream #ler!sapnap #dreamnap tickle #mcyt tickle #we love mushieee

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someone1348 · 2 years ago

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I woke up and my brain really went Dreamnap domestic tickles!

Dream gets touch starved very easily, if he's not touched in a few days he's craving it, that's why he hates being sick so much. He's shy about it though, so one night when Sapnap was watching anime in his room Dream walked in and asked if he could join him in a barely audible tone. When welcomed in he curls up on his bed, occasionally fiddling with Sapnap's clothes for some satisfaction. Lucky for him, Sapnap notices quite quickly, realizing that Dream probably picked him because he knows he enjoys cuddling. He pauses the show and pulls Dream into his side, showering him in affection, tight hugs, hair play, little kisses, back scratches, and ends it with a gentle wrecking filled with compliments and reassurances that he can always come to him if he's touch starved. He lets him hide in his neck/shoulder as long as he wants and they completely disregard the anime and just cuddle to sleep after Sapnap texts George to come join them

THAT IS THE SWEEEST THING EVER!

Sapnap is literally the best! This is so Cannon now!

Him putting everything aside just to help dream and inviting George too so he's extra loved is so precious!!

I'm obsessed!

-K :]

#k reblogs #dove you're a genius!

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wishitweresummer · 2 years ago

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This is soooo fucking good I’m gonna re-read it like a million times

Saturday Mornings

🦙🦙🦙…

an old wip that this prompt has inspired me to come back to. it has been a wip for 17 months 😅😵‍💫 and it’s literally set in sep 2021

inspired by @emmadoodlewrites ‘s sapnap hcs (link to post)

Summary: Sapnap’s football team is losing against Dream’s, and so he decides to ruin his watching experience in retaliation. Dream gets his revenge 👍🏼 QUITE LITERALLY PLATONIC

Warnings: tickling, swearing

Word Count: 2770

thank you again for waiting anon 🥺 if you’re still around 🫠

🦙🦙🦙…

“SAPNAP! FUCK OFF!!”

Sapnap let out a pleased chuckle as yet another rather livid cry from the downstairs living room snaked its way to his room, bouncing through the hallways and curving its way up his staircase. He tapped the mute symbol on his phone again, rolling onto his stomach with a satisfied smirk.

Football season had brought about a new, novel routine to Dream and Sapnap’s home; Saturday mornings now consisted of sprawling out across the living room couches, gluing their eyes to their large, flatscreen TV, and sending out screams of ‘encouragement’ to the little men that darted around within it.

Despite its simplicity, the routine had quickly crept its way up to being one of Sapnap’s favourite past-times. The ability to cheer and scream alongside Dream always managed to enhance the already thrilling parts of the game. Each throw, dive, tackle and umpire call would provoke another wave of passion to erupt into the living room, creating an atmosphere that buzzed with giddy energy, and just making Sapnap’s move to Florida feel so damn real.

Early on in the game, Sapnap had actually been downstairs cheering alongside Dream. Their teams had been paired up against each other this week, and the extra addition of their pride being on the line had upped the excitement to the max. Both their voices had grown hoarse by the second quarter, and the living room walls were practically dripping with thick layers of passion. The game was thrilling! Exhilarating even!!

Except that then Sapnap’s team had began to lose…badly…

As half time approached, the usual ‘Saturday morning’ atmosphere was found to be less and less prevalent in the air, choked by an aura that stung of far more hostility. Dream’s screams and cheers had began gnawing at Sapnap’s ego, pushing the younger dangerously close to his breaking point, and it was during this time of weakened pride that the remote resting on the armrest of the couch had caught Sapnap’s eye. The first mute symbol of the morning flashed its way onto bottom corner of the screen.

It didn’t take long for Sapnap to determine the hilarity of Dream’s reaction to having his precious football commentary ripped away from him. Especially since the man was practically bound to the invisible radius that kept him within the eye-line of his TV. The cheeky prank had turned Sapnap’s moping to cackles within seconds, and quite frankly, it was rather addicting. The first mute symbol was followed by many, many more.

As soon as the half time break rolled by, Sapnap was promptly chased up to his room; bubbly giggles and terrorizing screams rocking the hallway walls. His remote privileges were lost during the scuffle, but it didn’t take long for Sapnap to work out how to control the downstairs TV volume via a few simple taps on his phone.

He knew that he was risking another ‘light-hearted beating’ from Dream — once the end of the game finally released him from his bounding radius — but the wailing cries that curved their way through the slit in his now ajar door made it all worth it in his mind. He was quite frankly having a ball.

After nearly an hour of listening to the satisfyingly irritated screams of his housemate, the thundering sound of footsteps over his staircase finally marked the end of the god-awful game.

Sapnap wasted no time in lunging for the lock on his door, a giddy wave of adrenaline passing through him via a squeaky giggle. His fingertips were pressed to its soundproofing material within seconds, and yet to his utmost surprise, the force of another being was already felt on the other side.

“You little fuck!!”

Sapnap yelped as he was shoved back into his room, a raging set of green eyes — burning with revenge — following him in. He stumbled a couple steps back across his carpeted floor, hands assembling in front of himself in a wary defense.

“DREAM! Ihi’m sohohorry!!”

“You’re not sorry, you ruined all the best parts!!” Dream scolded. Sapnap giggled as he grappled and snatched at his hands.

“But it wahas fuhuhunny!” He reasoned, dodging and weaving around Dream’s grabs, and managing to collect up the older’s hands with his own. He only had them for a split second, but it was enough time to reach up and lightly smack Dream over the back of the head, practically digging himself his own grave…

…But that was half the fun…

“Alright, that’s it.”

“nO!!” Sapnap shrieked, gasping through giddy giggles as he was tugged into the larger man’s chest by his wrist, lifted off the ground, and flung onto his bed in the corner of the room. “Dreheheam Ihihi’m sohohorry!!” He pleaded, twisting himself against his mattress in another attempt to fight back. Dream simply placed a knee into his back.

“No you’re not!!” He snapped, rejecting Sapnap’s apology and grabbing at his left arm. He bent it behind his back, bouncing the giggly boy gently against the springs of his mattress. “You’re laughing, how do you expect me to believe you??”

Despite the prank being rather frustrating for Dream, the older boy could never really stay mad at his best friend for long. He smiled as even bubblier giggles from Sapnap nuzzled their way into his duvet.

“It wahahas fuhuhunny!!”

“You’re just mad that you were losing!!” Sapnap shook his head, pulling at the arm behind his back. Dream grinned and tightened his grip.

“But I mean… I guess if you really wanted to laugh that bad…” He mulled, a certain underlying cheek in his tone. He pulled Sapnap’s trapped arm back further, ensuring not to hurt his friend, but also allowing himself enough room to skitter his fingers up and down the brownette’s ribs and sides. Sapnap felt his blood chill.

“Wahahait!!” He choked out, twisting and turning into the patterns of his duvet cover. A fleet of squeaky, breathy giggles followed his cry, breaking their way up from his chest and dancing around his room. Dream cackled at the response.

“You wanted to laugh right??”

“Nohoho, NOhoH!! DReaHEAm!!”

On a usual day, Sapnap would consider his and Dream’s strengths to be surprisingly equal, despite Dream being a fair bit taller than him. However in this particular moment, with the dirty blonde’s hands squeezing mercilessly up and down his sides, Sapnap found that he was no match for him at all. His arm remained trapped uselessly behind his back no matter how hard he tugged.

“How funny do you think your little prank is now??” Dream crowed, slipping his leg down onto the mattress beside Sapnap to straddle him properly. “Thought it was funny to mess with me huh?!”

“Stahahap youhu fucker!!” Sapnap barked, shimmying helplessly against the new weight over his back. He kicked his legs out behind him, scuffing his knees into the bedding in hopes of gaining leverage to push Dream off.

“Thought it was funny to- ruin the game for me?” The older continued, migrating his squeezing fingers up from squishy flesh to ticklish bone. “Now look at allll this space I get to work with!!”

Sapnap tried to pull at his arm again, the giggles around his room raising in desperation as Dream’s fingers crept further and further up his ribcage. An involuntary screech joined the commotion once they reached the top, long fingers teasing at the bones just below Sapnap’s underarm.

“Nohohoho!” He squeaked, clamping his mouth shut as Dream wiggled a finger against a sliver of sensitive skin near his armpit. He held his breath, doing his best to contain the nervous giggles swirling in his chest, as well as to brace for the tickly attack. He was successful at neither of the two.

“Stahahap you little bihihihitch!!”

“Ohhh, I’m the little bitch??” Dream gasped, feigned disbelief showering over the tittering boy below. He repositioned Sapnap’s arm again, pulling him over onto his right side to expose more of his left, before digging a clawed hand into the hollow of his underarm. “I’m the little bitch?? Wanna try and say that again??”

“DReHEheAm!!” Sapnap screeched, kicking his legs and yanking at his arm. Each prod, dig and scratch at his armpit sent a new wave of incomprehensible energy to his brain, melting all words on his tongue and trampling them with loud belly laughter. He muffled as much of it as he could into his bedding, screaming into the soft fabric.

“Want to try and say that again??” Dream taunted again, giggling at Sapnap’s panicked flailing. It always melted his heart any time he got to see his best friend laugh so freely like this. Sapnap’s free fist pounded into the mattress beside him.

“Oh actually…” Dream hummed, pondering aloud. “I could even get you in this spot!”

Sapnap gasped as Dream’s hand suddenly abandoned the attack on his armpit, barely managing to catch his breath or what the older had muttered above him. He felt lightheaded and giddy, arm practically slack in Dream’s hold.

And then he felt fingers return to his stomach.

“Nohoho! No! Youhuhu fuhuhucker!!” Sapnap barked, immediately tensing his stomach as a surge of adrenaline powered through him.

It wasn’t that his stomach was a particularly bad spot; not like his armpits anyway. It was just that it was an immobilizing spot, an embarrassing one, which was arguably worse in Sapnap’s mind. His right arm was quick to rush to his tummy’s aid, trying its darndest to reach under himself and still the taunting, tapping fingers there. Dream wasn’t having any of it.

“No, you’re the fucker here!!” He snapped back, letting go of Sapnap’s wrist and wrapping an arm around the boy’s two elbows instead. He pulled them back, letting Sapnap drop to his mattress below.

A muffled yell fired it’s way into the comforter, followed by a strangled yelp as Sapnap suddenly felt himself turning.

His room spun around him, dresser, closet and hallway lights all whizzing past his field of vision; until he was greeted by the view of his ceiling, and the feeling of Dream’s chest against his back.

“NoHAhHA!!” He cried, voice embarrassingly high and squeaky. He thrashed against Dream’s hold, pulling at his arms and kicking out his legs. Another screech left his mouth as Dream threw a leg over his own, pinning him down at the knees, and consequently stretching his tummy up further to meet the hand that now wiggled tauntingly above his skin. “DrEEAAAM!! Stohohop!!”

“Nawwww what’s wrong? Why can’t I get you in this spot?” Dream crooned. His voice was awfully close to Sapnap’s ear, close enough for the beginning of a blush to tinge his skin. A closed-mouth yelp forced its way up his throat, followed by a flurry of profanities.

“Ohhh he’s mad!!”

“Youhuhuhu bIHIHitch!!” Sapnap whined, wiggling, bucking and cussing as much as his body would allow; though the fight only lasted for as long as it took Dream to start kneading into his tummy.

“NAHAHAHA!!”

A final desperate shriek paved the way for the bubbly giggles from earlier to return to their dance, welcoming any squeaks or gasps that cared to join the party. Dream’s fingers spread to include as much of Sapnap’s wobbling tummy as possible, draining the younger boy of any fight he had left in him.

“Nohohot thihihis!!” Sapnap whined, slumping helplessly back into his Dream as his stomach gave way to his giggles. He could feel a blush rising to his cheeks, the adrenaline surging through his veins only providing him with enough strength to throw his head back against Dream’s shoulder.

“Ohhhh not this? Not this??” Another whine bounced its way through his laughter as Dream chuckled against his ear. The tone was dangerous; he could hear Dream’s smile.

Dream blew a raspberry into his neck, moving to focus his attention on the lines of muscle where Sapnap’s tummy met his sides. “Is the little sapling too ticklish to have his tummy tickled?” He couldn’t help but coo; the raspberry had turned Sapnap’s laugh into squeaks, and then the changed position had enveloped them in loud belly cackles. He kneaded his hand up and down the sensitive section.

“Nawwww, listen to that laugh!!”

“Stahahap!!” Sapnap’s cheeks burned at the older boy’s tone, an embarrassed shiver running up his spine as he involuntarily melted back further into Dream’s chest.

He longed for any part of his body to gain at least some of his strength back; for his legs to push up successfully against Dream’s, or for his arms to pull hard enough and break free. He wished that the swirling warmth in his cheeks and stomach would leave and that instead the fight would return to his words.

But instead his tummy just wobbled uselessly along with his laughter.

“Aww, is it too much?” A squeal pierced his throat as Dream’s fingers suddenly switched to skitter over the middle of his tummy. High pitched, ridiculous sounding giggles poured out of him against his will. Sapnap shook his head as a few mirthful tears gathered in his eyes. “Are my tummy tickles too much to handle?”

“DREHeHeHeheheam stahahap!!”

“Is the little Sapnap just way too ticklish!?”

“Fuhuhuck off!!” Sapnap yelped, cheeks and stomach ablaze in a fluster. A grand roar amongst his laughter provided him with the energy to lift himself forwards, slowly rising up from Dream’s chest like a zombie from a grave.

Dream switched his technique again, leaping his hand down to squeeze at Sapnap’s lower tummy — a known sweet spot.

He giggled cheekily as Sapnap immediately dropped back down to his chest, twisting weakly as squeaky, tittered laughter hicupped out of him.

“Is this too embarrassing for our baby boy?” Dream murmured, ensuring to speak as directly into Sapnap’s noticeably red ear as possible.

“DOHohon’t!!” Sapnap yelped, his gut churning at the cruel use of the nickname. He screamed as Dream blew another raspberry against his neck, squeezing his eyes shut as a plague of goosebumps crawled their way over his body towards the vibrations.

“Where were you tryna go~?!” Another raspberry was blown into the side of his neck. He scrunched his shoulders up to counter the sensation, gasping through his now sporadic cackles, and then dropping them back down once even the simple task of shrugging became too difficult.

“Plehehehease stahahahap!!” He pleaded weakly, dropping his head back against Dream’s shoulder again. Dream took the opportunity to blow another raspberry into the side of his neck, and this time Sapnap snorted.

“Awwww!!”

“Nohohoho….” The coo from his celebrating friend alone was enough to make Sapnap want to disappear into the ground, but then to his absolute horror he made the exact same sound when Dream blew another raspberry into the base of his scalp.

“What about under here, hm~?”

Sapnap shook his head weakly as Dream’s fingers suddenly fluttered their way up beneath his hoodie. A silent, wheezy scream squeezed its way up from his lungs, whilst the last of his fight quite literally melted away with the walls of his gut.

Dream was barely doing anything, just simply tapping and scratching over the surface of his bare tummy, and yet Sapnap’s reaction was as though he had been shot with a tranquiliser. He fell into a snorting fit when Dream lingered over his lower tummy, and managed a desperate screech that vaguely sounded similar to the word ‘mercy’ when he the fingers pittered their way up the side of his tummy, but apart from that his laugh was barely audible.

Dream stopped once he heard a strain in Sapnap’s breathing, pulling the younger’s hoody down and rubbing away any tingles that he left behind. He let go of Sapnap’s arms, chuckling when the boy immediately leapt away from him in a huff.

Sapnap’s cheeks were burning. His eyes were still teary with mirth, and his heart still raced to keep up with his adrenaline rush. He promptly rolled overonto his stomach, sending a punch up to the vague direction of Dream’s shoulder.

“Ahahow!!”

“Fuhuhuck youhuhu duhuhude…”

He couldn’t seem to wipe his smile from his face — particularly when he heard Dream giggling beside him — so he opted for turning his head away from the older instead.

“Oh come on now… You had fun.” Sapnap flinched as Dream ruffled a hand through his hair.

��Shuhut the fuck up.” He groaned, though annoyingly enough his smile only widened.

Despite all of Sapnap’s misfortunes for the day, the Saturday morning had in fact lived up to his standards. It was just as fun and exhilarating as the rest.

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#lee!sapnap #ler!dream #sapnap tickle #mean dream is soo scary I love him #mcyt tickle #fluffallamaful fics #dreamnap tickle

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wishitweresummer · 2 years ago

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I am so obsessed with Mushie's Dream with a back death spot chats! The back as a death spot is so cute, because it's so difficult to shield your back. It's an easy pin spot but it's also obvious what spot they're going for if they start to turn you over. Just the thought of Dream being somewhat out of breath from wrestling Sapnap on the floor, eventually coming out on the bottom because despite being so small, that boy is freakishly strong. And the look of absolute panic when he realizes Sapnap is in fact turning him on his stomach. He's a little to late to fight back as Sapnap is already in his hips, but he tries to squirm his way out or to at least cover it but a simple upper rib squeeze completely incapacitates him long enough for his to cross his arms behind him and pin them to his back by his forearms. His hands can't reach anything, he can barely move now, and Sapnap now has full access to his upper and lower back, so the only thing he can to is plead and try to bargain.

Bonus points if he asks Sapnap to hold one or both of his hands while he does it "for grounding purposes"

(Hiii I’m very late I know oh my god, Sleepy thank you so much for this!!!)

I just love the idea of Dream and Sapnap always play fighting. Like, I know they have been since day oneeeee.

Dream coming up out of nowhere and dropping half his weight on Sapnap from behind. Sapnap stumbling and grumbling and trying to shrug the weight off until Dream is dropping it more and more until they are on the floor.

“Dream!!”, he huffs. (He always tries to sound annoyed, but it always has that tinge of fondness)

Light punches and shoving turns to them rolling across the carpet. Headlocks. Aggressive hair ruffling. Side grabs. Rib knuckling. Dream has that breath-stealing wheezing laugh that drags all the strength out of him. This is how Sap can get the upperhand~~

Dream is bigger though right? Stronger. Bigger.

So if Sapnap wants to get the best of him he has to be aggressive and smart.

Okay so find the biggest area on Dream to tickle~~

Sapnap’s on top and he’s trying to flip Dream like a pancake when the taller boy gets that panicked look, then hes screaming bloody murder.

“No! Sapnap DON’T!!!!” (Oh he will~)

Sap skillfully squeezes at Dream’s upper ribs to lock him up and then pins his arms to his back as he presses him to the ground.

A spidered hand up Dream’s back has him giggling hysterically. It’s breathless and adorable. He kicks at the ground as he curses Sapnap’s life and height and valorant skills and…incoherently babbles.

This spot always makes Dream just a little crazy. There is just so much space. The ticklish feeling hits everywhere as Sapnap’s cruel fingers explore his back.

He fades into apologies.

I headcannon Dream as always begging fast as hell. That boy has no shame.

Sapnap’s mean, though. Spends time searching Dream’s large back for every spot that draws out the best wheezes and squeals.

He needs to get his fill before Dream escapes~~

#hc ask #mcyt tickle #dreamnap tickle #lee!dream #ler!sapnap #dream tickle #sleepy anon ask #dreamnap play fighting just all the time just so much

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fluffallamaful · 2 years ago

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Ler sap, Lee dream with K+A :D

from this post

thank you elliotttttt :D

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K: Killer Move | As a ler, do they have special skills to use against their lees and drive them crazy with?

so for dream i kinda like to hc that he loves giving nibbles… particularly to peoples tummies (how ironic). i also hc sap’s tummy to be a particularly melty spot for him like honey-sweet giggles with no hope of fighting back 🥺 eyes and nose squinted and everything. it’s dream’s goal the entire time to get sap into a weak enough state that he can nibble all over his belly. and it’s the nibbles that drive sap crazy

but then also,, i feel like the size of dreams hands could be considered a skill in itself 😂 it’s cute to imagine that it’s well known by sap that as soon as his wrists are caught he’s screwed, coz dream can literally hold both of them in one hand

A: Aftercare | What is their aftercare like after a heavy round of tickling?:)

🥺 my heart is going to explode imagining this. i think that for directly after the tickles,, dream would rub away the ghost tickles and continuously make sure that sap is ok. i think his smile would be so big and adoring ☹️ like proud of himself but just so happy to see his friend so happy and smiley. i think saps smile would be so damn loopy and he’d be all clingy. but i also think that he’d be the type to bury himself into his arms, the bed or the ler while he’s recovering, which of course wouldn’t be tolerated by dream 👍🏼

once saps giggles and ghost tickles have calmed, i can imagine him to be the type to fake pout. like “no fuck off you don’t get to be all nice now” kinda thing, which then makes dream incredibly clingy. i’m thinking a whole lot of puppy dream behind hugs for the rest of the day, and lots of pets and gentle touches for sap 😌 twitchcon dreamnap vibes

🦙🦙🦙…

#llamas concepts #ler!dream #lee!sapnap #llama asks #elliot tword

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sleepy--anon · 1 year ago

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Day 4: Weak Spot

You can still reserve unmarked days

Warnings: Intense tickles, restraints, mentioned romantic dreamnotnap, romantic dreamnap, mention of nsfw relations, explicit language

Reserved by @mushiewrites

The three boys were finally beginning to settle into life as a throuple, learning different boundaries and who's into what. It was apparent that Dream and Sapnap were the more openly affectionate ones where as George seemed to be more of an acts of service type of lover. He would cook, clean, do little things for them as a way of expressing his love. Sapnap and Dream were clearly more on the Words of Affirmation and Touch side of things, preferring to cuddle and say 'I love you' and through out compliments like candy on Halloween. Today was no different, George had cooked the two dinner and cleaned up before leaving to see a movie with Hannah, Sylvee, and Skeppy, and Dream and Sapnap laid curled up together on Sapnap’s bed.

"How many people do you think would be surprised by this image?" Sapnap asked, showing Dream his phone, displaying the picture he just took of him pressed against his chest.

"Look, I like being little spoon, nothing wrong with that! You're warm and you hold me nice. Plus I like your smell, you always smell good" He fluttered his eyelashes up at his boyfriend, just barely hearing him mutter something about him being a flatterer over his heartbeat, slow, loud, and rhythmic.

"Stoooopp! You're gonna put me to sleeeep!" Dream whined, softly batting the hand in his hair.

"You're so rude! What happened to your manners" Sap lightheartedly teased back, carefully rolling him onto his back, looking down at him fondly.

"I guess you didn't fuck them into me hard enough~" Sapnap’s jaw dropped, not expecting something like that out of Dream, George sure, but Dream?! Once the shock faded it turned into a dark look, one that got Dream’s heart skipping every time he saw it. He looked up at him with doe eyes, sliding his hands up his arms to his shoulders, pulling him down to kiss him.

"Sounds like I need to take a different approach~" Sapnap purred against his lips, biting the bottom one softly, earning a small tug to the back of his curls.

"Oooo~ You gonna spank me this time~?" What has gotten into him lately?? Whatever it was, it wasn't what Sapnap had in mind. He trailed his kisses down his neck,knowing full well his eyes fell closed. He slid Dream’s hands up, locking them in the leather cuffs that were still on his bed frame, sliding his hands down as he came back up to kiss him again.

"I had something else in mind~" Was the only thing Sapnap said before digging into Dream’s stomach, a well known weak spot for the tall blonde, one that Sapnap loved to abuse as often as he could. He heard the immediate clang of Dream yanking his wrists in surprise, bucking his hips up but not doing much with how Sapnap was laid across his hips.

"I figured this might get through to you a little better~" He crooned, sliding his hoodie and shirt up painfully slow.

"NO! No cohome ohohon! I thought we were being nice today! You were mean yesterday!" Dream whined, squirming as much as he could, which wasn't very much.

"You wanted to test me today, I just so happen to have a lack of patience today~" Sapnap chuckled at the harsh flinch when he leaned down to kiss his blushing tummy. Tracing circles around his bellybutton like a shark.

"All you have to do is apologize and say you'll behave~" Dream could barely comprehend what was said, it took him a bit before shaking his head.

"Nohohohoho, juhuhust dohohon't dohohoho ihihit!"

"That's not an option to pick my darling~" Sapnap slid his hands to his lightly freckled sides and dropped down to press the biggest, deepest raspberry right below his sternum. Dream shrieked at the top of his lungs, head flung back, feet kicking wildly, if they didn't live where they did the neighbors definitely would've called the police. Dream sucked in as much air as he could while Sapnap giggled at his reaction.

"Stohop lahaughing at mehehehe!"

"I'm not laughing at you gorgeous, you're just so damn cute~!"

"FUHUHUCK!" Dream screamed loudly, his laughter almost sounding like only screams as Sapnap pressed tiny raspberries along his sides while he teased his bellybutton, somehow only touching with his nail. It wasn't until he added his teeth when Dream started to break, his laughter going silent for a seconds before coming back. His looked up as he slowly nibbled closer to the middle of his tummy, seeing Dream's face soaked with tears, waving his trapped hand. He paused, only pressing firm kisses to the red belly.

"Fuhuhuhckin hehehehell, I'm sohohohorry. I'll be behahahave I swehehear." Sapnap moved up, kissing his tear soaked face, carefully releasing his wrists, moving them back into their original position. Dream pressed himself impossibly close to Sapnap, rubbing his face against his shoulder like a sleepy baby, before making himself comfortable. He nudged him twice before he understood what he wanted, moving his hand up to play with his hair as he fell asleep, sending George a picture of the aftermath which he quickly made his lockscreen.

#augtickletober2023 #mushiewrites #mushie tag #dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle fic #mcyt tickle #lee!dream #ler!sapnap #dreamnap #dreamnotnap #dnn #sleepy's fics

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wishitweresummer · 1 year ago

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Guys you have to check this out!!!

Thank you Sleepy <333

Sapnap’s Revenge Tickle Games Dream’s Turn

Warning: feet tickles, intense tickles

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Based of Summer's series

George’s part

Dream's knee bounced anxiously as he awaited Sapnap's arrival. He had received a text from George, warning him about Sapnap’s thirst for blood in retaliation of the tickle games. Dream shivered at the memory of the first round of revenge he suffered, he curled in on himself at the sheer memory of being handcuffed to the bed leg. Sapnap finally entered the room, a wolfish grin on his face. Dream whimpered, gripping and releasing his pajama pants.

"You ready for your game Smiley~?" Sapnap purred, getting close enough to Dream that he could feel the heat radiating from him from his sleep. Dream shook his head slowly at the question, attempting to use his puppy dog eyes, sometimes they worked in his favor, but since Sapnap was in one of those dangerous moods they barely even phased him.

"Well that's just too bad isn't it~? Get up, go face that wall" Dream huffed, walking over to face the wall like he was in time out, not sure what Sapnap had in mind here.

"You see that piece of tape up there~?" Dream looked up and sure enough, there was a strip of bright blue painters tape on the wall up there.

"I want your hands above it, up to your wrists~" Dream reached for the tape mark, once they were up there Dream realizes that he was on his toes, his feet looking like when Barbie steps out of her heals.

"Wha-?"

"You're only job is to keep your hands above that tape, that's all~ Don't let me catch you with them below it~" Dream felt a chill run down his spine, he adjusted himself slightly, stretching his arms a little higher to give him some leeway. He cleared his throat and told Sapnap he was ready as he rested his forehead against the wall. Sapnap sat himself on the floor and began tracing the curve of his foot. Dream squeaked in surprise, his foot coming up off the ground, hiding behind his leg. Sapnap switched to his other foot, causing him to swap.

"Dance for me Pretty Boy~" Sapnap crooned, wiggling his fingers quickly at whichever foot was on the ground, chuckling at the little dance he was doing. Dream’s hands slid down the wall a little bit with the urge to flatten his feet to protect the bottoms. His hands curled into fists, banging them softly as his eyes welled up with tears. Sapnap skittered his nails up to the backs of his knees, relishing in Dream’s squeal as he bent his legs, crashing to the floor.

"Oh poor you~" Sapnap growled, an evil smile on his face as he wrapped Dream up in his arms, wiping his tears from his eyes.

"Plehehease..."

"You loose Cutie~" Dream felt Sapnap squeeze his thighs with such vigor that it shot electricity through his body.

"NIHIHIHIHICK!" Dream tried to push them back but they were just rocking.

"Whaaat~? What is it Gorgeous~? What's the matter~?" His baby voice was definitely making it worse, Dream felt his face get impossibly hot, tears dripping down his neck.

"REHEHEHEHED RED!" Sapnap immediately pressed his hand flat against his still tingling thigh.

"Good job Honey, I'm so proud of you"

#lee!dream #ler!sapnap #dreamnap tickle #mcyt tickle

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sapnapstummy · 6 days ago

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reasons for tumblr: all my sfw tickle fics are on tumblr and idk what the tickle community looks like on ao3 (+ i have my fics locked to registered users only)

reasons for ao3: it should be around 2k and i want to post it to the dreamnap week collection

i could do both, unless there's a clear winner

#blazepolls #blazerambles #dteam tickle

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whoreforpunz · 4 years ago

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kiss it off me - chapter one

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dreamnap

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Dream's eyes raked frantically over the limited options in his wardrobe. He was already running late thanks to rush hour traffic and he didn't want to mess up this date. Not when this guy actually seemed normal and someone he could genuinely grow to like. Being in his situation didn't exactly give him the opportunity to go out that much and neither of his best friends beloved him until he showed them the message.

Long, calloused fingers ran over the various hangers until he reached a dark green button up. They were going to a restaurant but not an extremely fancy one so he could get away with a pair of jeans with it. Glancing in the mirror on the adjacent wall, Dream ran a hand through his dirty blond locks tousling them until he was satisfied.

He slowly buttoned up the emerald fabric until he got to the top two. After a brief moment of consideration he left them both open purposefully, it looked better that way. Bronzed skin exposed along with his prominent collarbone. Even he couldn’t find a fault with his appearance.

Swallowing the nerves that were building up inside he forced himself out the door knowing that if he stayed any longer he would just talk himself out of it.

He left the small apartment and jogged down the stairs to the lobby before exiting it to find his old, run-down car. It struggled to run most days but seeing as it still worked and Dream couldn't afford a new one yet, he made do.

The engine hummed nosily when he started the car and reversed out of his space. Soft music played in the background in an attempt to calm his desperately trembling knuckles so he didn't crash his car before he even got there. His journey was familiar along with the flashing scenery that disappeared just as quickly as it came into peripheral .

Dream sped along the winding roads to the other side of town where his closest and only real friends George and Wilbur resided with Wilbur's son Tommy. Seeing as he was also a single father, both of them made an effort to help each other out when they needed it except it was usually Wilbur helping Dream since he had the additional help of George. But Wilbur got it. Sure their situations weren’t the exact same but it was comforting to have someone so close to him in the same scenario.

As he reached their apartment block, Dream halted the car rapidly and grabbed the small bag he placed in the passenger seat and he slammed the door. Running up the stairs was difficult since they lived on a much higher floor than him and the elevator was out of use.

Unfortunately he didn't get to go to the gym as much as he would've liked to. In high school he'd been rather athletic and got a lot of attention for it. But that's what landed him in his current situation. Not that he didn't appreciate the blessing that came out of his mistake but there was always a small feeling of regret in the back of his mind.

Noise was emitted from their apartment from the stairwell and Dream chuckled when he heard the shrieks of laughter that undoubtedly belonged to Tommy.

The scene he was greeted with upon opening the creaky door was one that was typical of visiting George and Wilbur's place after work. Tommy and Tubbo were being chased by Wilbur as the two young boys who still had the remnants of their dinner smeared around their mouths attempted to bang on the door which he knew lead to George's room.

It was more of a struggle than he'd like to admit to hold back his sniggers at the sight. Tommy terrorised his dad's roommate at any given chance, even without Tubbo, but having his best friend at his side just amped up that energy and fed into his mischievous tendencies.

Their frantic dashing around the living room, trying to get into George's room which also functioned as his office proved to be futile as Wilbur scooped them gently into his arms and then strung the duo who were still shrieking with obnoxious laughter onto his shoulders, tickling their sides lightly as he did so.

Only then did Tubbo notice his dad's presence at the doorway. He nearly jumped off from where he was perched comfortably on Wilbur's shoulder. Running into Dream's arms with an excited squeal and attaching onto his leg, bearing a startling resemblance to a koala. This was a moment of domestic bliss. Of elevated suburbia to where it could be considered art. Dream had lifted his child off his leg and pulled him closely into his chest. Tubbo snuggled into him and let out a content sigh as Dream rubbed comforting little circles into his back.

The moment was short lived, Tommy was climbing his leg - well attempting to climb it so he could reach Tubbo and they could go back to playing together. Eventually Dream put Tubbo back on the ground gently and reluctantly watched as the two boys immediately engaged themselves in their previous game. Will shook his head fondly at the joyful giggles that filled the apartment once more.

Seeming to sense that it was safe to come out for a while, George emerged from his room but not before making sure to lock it after himself. Tommy had gotten in once before and been such a menace that they banned him from going in there. To tell the truth Dream was envious of the taller man who adorned mustard yellow sweaters and had the support of his family along with his perfect best friend. Dream was all alone.

Sure he had Tubbo who was more than enough, his little boy alone could make him infinitely happy. However his heart ached and longed for some kind of support, whether it was platonic or romantic. Wilbur and George server the platonic purpose but he didn't like to intrude on them more than he already did. They were already extremely helpful by collecting Tubbo from school with Tommy everyday because Dream would never be able to make it in time. Maybe if this date worked out though, he might find his other half.

Dream wasn't certain he believed in soulmates. In high school when he was beyond naive, the idea had seemed perfectly plausible and he truly believed he had found his in Tubbo's mother. Well that didn't end up being the case he reminded himself whenever his mind would drift to her. It never happened intentionally but Tubbo had her eyes and he couldn't meet his gaze without thinking of the woman who broke his heart into smithereens.

The concept wasn't something he had a lot of faith in anymore but maybe this time it could be different. That was a lot of faith to put in a tinder date of all things though. Even with George and Wilbur persistently trying to get him back into dating for the last year and a half, Dream had politely refused their efforts. Well, until now.

He remembered it clearly like yesterday, the three of them sat on the couch after Wilbur and Dream had put the boys to bed which was a challenge. Tommy and Tubbo were a nightmare to get to sleep when they were having a sleepover and you had to exhaust them to ensure they didn't wake up ten minutes later and start chatting for half the night. George hadn't bothered to help them and had instead chosen to nap on the couch but not after opening a bottle of red wine and pouring himself a glass.

Dream and Wilbur had found him half asleep on the grey fabric, wine glass tipping dangerously in his hand. Dream had placed it on the coffee table as George stirred in his sleep and blinked wearily. The three men all held a glass of red wine and maintained idle chatter until a natural halt occurred in the conversation. In which Dream seized the opportunity to try bring up something that had been lingering in the back of his mind for a while. And what better people to ask than his two closest friends. His two only friends.

It was impossible to forget the cheshire grin that formed on Wilbur's face after he confided in them about his loneliness and wanting to get back into dating. Dream was shaking inside as they discussed it, heart fluttering and beating so rapidly that it felt as though it would just burst out of his chest as any moment without warning. Both of them had relished in the opportunity to tease him lightly but he knew it was just their way of showing support.

George had grabbed his laptop with a slight smirk and began typing so quickly that Dream couldn't tell what he was doing. Wilbur raised an eyebrow at what George was setting up before the two of them turned around at the same time, facing him eerily.

"I feel like I'm about to be inducted into a cult," Dream commented, a nervous air to his tone.

Wilbur shared a glance with George "not a cult but we're signing you up to tinder..."

His eyes widened comically fast "wait what? guys I can barely talk to you in person - I won't be able to hold a conversation with some stranger online."

"You were literally the biggest Chad in school," George pointed out "you'll be fine."

Dream still wasn't convinced about the idea "but isn't this more of a like straight person thing...shouldn't we use grindr?"

In sync again, to the point where Dream was actually both curious and concerned about how many times they must practice this, George and Wilbur shared a look and appeared to be on the edge of laughter.

"What?" Dream asked, not getting why they found it so funny. Maybe it was just the contrast to how straight he'd acted and thought he was in high school and now he was fully out.

"Oh innoncent little Dreamie," Wilbur teased condescendingly while George giggled "you're too classy for grindr darling."

Whether that supposed to be a compliment or some weird backhanded one Dream didn't know "isn't it for gay guys though?"

George seemed to have had enough of drawing out the whole situation "it depends Dream, do you want to get dicked down for a night or do you want to try find a relationship."

"I'm not leaving Tubbo for a night just to get dick," Dream said pointedly "and wait...are you calling me a bottom?"

George clapped his hands together awkwardly "so anyway for your pictures I was thinking-"

Dream was persistent though and a mischievous gleam that was oddly similar to the one Tommy and Tubbo had appeared in his gaze. George had placed his wine glass back on the coffee table so Dream full on tackled him and tickled his sides relentlessly.

Wilbur joined in and both of the taller men were teasing George about being so ticklish everywhere. After George started fighting back and regained some breath, the trio stared up at the ceiling from where they were pilled up on top of each other on the old carpet. It wasn't exactly comfortable but his best friends made it bearable.

Wilbur broke the silence eventually by blurting out something that left them all cackling down loud that it woke Tommy and Tubbo from their slumber. Yet they had followed his advice and put the so called hottest picture Wilbur's ever seen of Dream at the front of his profile.

Dream supposed that he could see the appeal of it, he had looked good there. Eyes a unique hue of green that bared a striking resemblance to the new spring growth, bright and soft all at once. Along with a white shirt only half buttoned and veiny knuckles which adorned a set of rings. It was at least a year old this picture, he couldn't exactly remember when but Wilbur had demanded that he used it.

The other one that the two British men used for him was a surprise. One that he had from the gym, a light layer of sweat coating the surface of his chest, shimmering in the light. His muscles were slightly flexed, not enough for it to be cringy but they were eye-catching. He hadn't looked that good in a while, work had picked up more than usual and Tubbo had started school in the time since the picture was taken. Even he couldn't deny that he looked hot though and both of his friends strongly agreed.

Yet despite their confidence in their work, neither of the two believed him at first when he said that he had been talking to a guy and secured a date. The look on their faces after he proved them wrong had been worth it though.

A tug at his leg brought Dream out of the never ending stream of thoughts in his head and he glanced down to see Tubbo smiling up at him giving him the sweetest, softest stare. If Wilbur's tall frame wasn't blocking his view of the mirror, Dream was certain he'd be greeted with the sight of himself completely overcome with love and adoration.

"Dad can I please sleepover tonight?" Tommy wants to show me his new plushie." Tubbo asked.

Dream's smile widened as he told Tubbo that he could causing his little bit to hug him tightly before joining his best friend once more.

"George and I will take care of him," Wilbur placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder blade.

He didn't know how to respond to that so Dream just nodded in appreciation. There were so many worries coursing through his brain, all of them building up to the point where he could feel himself begin to shake. His body trembled ever so slightly and Will looked concerned. At first the date had seemed like a good idea, a chance to get into dating after nearly two years of working up the courage to even try again.

Now he was seriously regretting his decision though. What if this guy was nothing like who he said he was? Did he like kids? Was he prepared to deal with the surprise of Dream having a kid?

Dream couldn't even ask the latter question despite it being the most essential one. Nobody would want to take on the responsibility of dating a guy who had a child. Tubbo wasn't that young, there were no smelly nappies or bottles involved anymore but it was still a lot to ask of someone. Dream didn't want Tubbo to be just viewed as a burden or accessory to him, he would always come first.

The states he received whenever he dropped Tubbo to school in the morning were intense, full of preconceived judgements. He had a right to be nervous about the outcome of this date though, how it would go if he revealed that he was actually a single dad. It was better to lie than to make himself vulnerable though. For both himself and Tubbo.

They couldn't get attached to someone who would just up and leave them. Not like last time.

"Are you alright Dream?" George shook him gently.

Dream wasn't alright but despite all of his nerves, something was telling him to go on the date. And if he didn't go willingly, George and Wilbur would march him back down the stairs and drive him all the way to the restaurant themselves just to ensure that he went. They meant well but as soon as he'd brought the idea up, neither of the two had let go of it, both equally persistent.

"Yeah you kept zoning out," Wilbur added.

Dream shrugged in an effort to dismiss it "just some pre-date jitters," he lied smoothly - well was it really a lie "you know...it's been a long time since I've gone out anywhere, let alone on a date."

"Maybe he can help you unwind," Wilbur wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"I'm leaving," Dream groaned "bye George I'll see you later."

"Why is George the only one to get a goodbye?" Wilbur whined as Dream headed for the door again.

"He's pretty," Dream rolled his eyes "bye Will."

In the distance he could hear what sounded like words of affirmation, reassuring him that it was all going to work out. Or at least he hoped they were words of encouragement. This date could turn out amazing but the stress it was putting him under before he'd even driven to the place wasn't.

Dream had never actually been to the restaurant that the other man had suggested. It was on the outskirts of town, quite far away from his apartment and a bit out of his and Tubbo's budget. Not that Tubbo cared, he'd order chicken nuggets no matter where they were. As his car crawled up the busy road, his nerves increased tenfold and the anxious feeling bubbling inside of him was overwhelming.

When he reached the destination just two minutes before they were supposed to meet, Dream let out a sigh of relief. He didn't want to make a bad first impression by being late or causing the other boy to panic and think he wasn't going to come at all. In the fairly empty car park, illuminated only by a flickering pink neon sign across the road and one faded street lamp, Dream hyped himself up inside, working up the nerve to get out and meet this guy.

A warm atmosphere, golden even, greeted him as he pushed the wooden door open. The hostess immediately guided him to a table in the back right of the restaurant where the guy was already sitting. This place was beyond what Dream had expected, it wasn't supposed to be that fancy or expressive but the deep red walls with golden accents proved that wrong.

His jaw unhinged slightly and Dream froze once he made eye contact with the brunette man sitting at the table for two by himself. He wrung his hands together anxiously on the white tablecloth, not having noticed Dream approaching the table. The blonde was blown away though, he hadn't thought it to be possible but he somehow looked even better than his pictures and they were, well they were something else.

Small stubble lined the edge of soft cheeks that were tinted a pale pink and luscious lips captivated him. Just when he thought he couldn't be more enthralled by the man sitting at the table, his gaze shifted upwards and oh fuck his eyes. They were beautiful and Dream couldn't stop himself from staring.

Brown eyes. So deep that he could feel himself getting lost in them already and it had been mere seconds. Dark, rich and decadent pools that reminded Dream of the colour of fresh earth after rain. Even in the dim light, he could tell they'd be stunning in the sunlight, brilliant and clear. They'd melt into shocking golden rays or copper against honey and shade. He was entrancing beyond all fathomable belief. Little flicks of jet black eyeliner tracing the edge of his lids.

Dream tried to keep his expression as neutral as possible but that proved to be rather difficult considering how long he'd stared at his date. Nevertheless, he let a confident yet faint smirk form in an attempt to convey a calm persona and not the man closer to crumbling than an eroded cliff or a rapid landslide.

With a similar bravado to his high school self, Dream smiled coyly "you're Sapnap right?"

He reflected a similar smirk "I don't know am I? It depends whose asking."

Dream hadn't anticipated being this attracted to a man's voice ever but here he was. Smooth, dulcet tones laced with something sweeter than honey that only drew Dream in more of that was possible. His voice was compelling and he'd only just spoken but Dream was hooked. Like a siren pulling him into the deep end to drown him, Dream would willingly let him do it though. The nerves had been soothed slightly but he was wondering what he'd done to deserve to go on a date with a man this gorgeous.

"I'm Dream," he introduced himself smoothly with a charming grin.

Despite already knowing his name, the other man rose an eyebrow at it before a teasing half smile grew on his face "hmm are you going to say you're the man of my dreams now?"

He chuckled quietly "I could be but no, cheesy pick up lines aren't really my thing."

"Good because I would've left if you had," Sapnap remarked casually "and it would've been such a shame because the pictures really don't do you justice."

Now it was Dream's turn to raise an eyebrow "oh really?"

Sapnap nodded, tauntingly slow "you were already attractive but wow - I didn't know I was going on a date with someone who looks like they could be a Greek god."

Normally comments like that didn't get to Dream but there was something about him and his stupidly perfect southern drawl that was even more prominent in that comment. So he could feel his cheeks flush an embarrassing shade of crimson and Sapnap noticed. He didn't mention it but Dream saw the hint of a satisfied smirk creep onto his face.

Their intensely held stare was promptly removed by the arrival of a waiter at the secluded table. dream was grateful for their intervention because it gave him the chance to catch his breath which he didn't realise he'd been holding in anticipation. As Sapnap gave his order, Dream took the opportunity to admire him further since he wouldn't notice it. A silver chain hung from his neck and if he wasn't imagining things , there was a small tattoo on his right bicep.

"And for you sir?" The waiter turned to him expectantly.

Dream hadn't payed attention to what Sapnap had chosen, nor had he even read through the menu but he wasn't going to admit that.

"The same," he answered with as much confidence as he could muster up.

A nod from the waiter lead him to intense but the sly and mocking expression Sapnap bore let him know that he hadn't been as slick and subtle as he would've liked to think.

"Did you even hear what I ordered?" He asked, the amusement evident in his voice.

"No," Dream found himself blurting out before he could stop "please tell me you didn't order something gross like cow liver."

Sapnap's face was deadpan, totally neutral and unreadable "that's my favourite," and he kept it like that for a moment to internally snigger at Dream's expression of utter horror "I'm joking dude, I ordered steak don't worry."

Dream's eyes widened comically as he exclaimed "you dickhead!" but they both knew his words weren't genuine.

"Maybe," Sapnap shrugged indifferently "but it's not really my problem, you were the one who couldn't look away from me long enough to read it."

“And what if I was,” Dream retorted “I can’t help it when you look like that.”

It was Sapnap’s turn to flush brightly and the two fell into a natural flow of teasing comments as they got to know each other further. Dream was surprised at how easy talking to Sapnap came to him, there was never a dull or silent moment in their conversation and he didn’t have to overthink it or portray himself in a certain way. Something that he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Sapnap was in his final year of college, studying computer science which surprised Dream considering he worked in it. He was freaking out way more than he’d liked to admit over this information but kept it hidden behind a collected facade. Part of him was a bit worried about being five years older than Sapnap before coming on the date but they had so many common interests and meshed so well that those thoughts were quickly silenced.

The tattoo on his bicep was a little one of a cat. Not the first thing Dream was expecting given his aesthetic and personality but he learnt that Sapnap had three cats and that the tattoo had been a dare while on a night out and it had been the first thing to come to mind. Nevertheless Dream found it adorable how it completely juxtaposed his appearance.

As the two were finishing up their steak, Dream felt his phone vibrating in the back pocket of his jeans. Worry instantly overcame him, he’d left it on do not disturb for everyone except George and Wilbur in case there was an emergency with Tubbo or something went wrong. Obviously something had happened. It was a shame that it had to occur in the middle of his date and that said date would probably hate him for ditching and he’d ruin any chances at love for the foreseeable future. But Tubbo was his number one priority and that wasn’t going to change, no matter how much it hurt him.

Visions of all his worst nightmares sprang to the forefront of his mind and Dream cursed his active imagination because it really wasn’t helping put him at ease. How could he try to reassure himself that it wasn’t anything too serious, hope that things were alright when all of the worst scenarios imaginable were tormenting him.

He winced slightly as he faced the concerned expression Sapnap wore. “I’m really sorry for this but I have to go, like now, it’s urgent.”

“Oh,” the other man breathed softly, not knowing how to react or what to say.

“My friend called, I told them not to unless it was an emergency. I’m sorry Sapnap.”

Before the younger man even had a chance to check he was alright or say goodbye, Dream had gotten up from the table and left some money on the side for the meal. Part of him was tempted to go back and make it a rain check and that they’d continue this date another time, but he had a feeling this just fucked everything up. Sapnap probably believed he was lying and just trying to get away from the date but no matter how much it hurt both of them, it was easier than explaining that he was a single dad this early on in a potential relationship.

Dream overtook a string of slow vehicles and was definitely going above the speed limit. But that wasn’t his concern even though it should have been. He needed to get to Tubbo. To make sure he was safe and help solve whatever problem had arisen. While stuck at a red light he texted George to let him know that he was on the way home, he would’ve called, demanding to know what happened but he knew it would just stress him out even more and there would be no way he could focus on driving.

When he reached the apartment building that he’d been at just a few hours prior, Dream nearly forgot to lock his car in his haste to get to Tubbo. He ran up the stairs at a speed that he didn’t know was possible in his current physical state and banged harshly on the wooden door to get their attention. Wilbur opened it quickly and guided him over to the room where the boy’s had been sleeping.

And curled up in a little ball over a bowl of what appeared to be vomit was Tubbo. Pearlescent and trembling but still reaching out towards him, longing for the comfort of his dad. Tommy was patting his arm awkwardly, unsure as to how he could support and help him but wanting to help or reassure his best friend somehow.

Dream pulled Tubbo close to his chest, not caring if he ended up getting sick on him. After raising a baby all by himself from day one, that didn’t phase him. In the back of his mind Sapnap lingered along with the pure bliss he’d experienced on their date. He wanted desperately to say he regretted leaving without much of an explanation but it was easier this way. It had to be.

#oneshot #mcyt fic #dreamwastaken #sapnap #dreamnap

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wishitweresummer · 2 years ago

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So cute 😭😭😭

Breaking a Bad Habit

Oh my gosh jaw anon, this took forever but it’s finally here (not sure if you still are oop)! I have expanded on sapnap and his sensitive jaw. I love him and he is so giggly and small and cuddly and tklish and I want to squish him! Anyway, enjoy! (from this ask)

Sapnap has a bad habit of clenching his jaw. Dream finds a fun way to condition him to stop

(lee!Sapnap / ler!Dream : 1.5K words)

“You’re doing it again.” Dream sighed as he watched the brunette begin to move his jaw back and forth to loosen it up, producing a groan and an overexaggerated eye roll in response. It had been the fourth time tonight that he was reprimanded for his terrible habit. Sapnap tilted his head back slightly as he let his mouth fall open, bringing a hand up to massage either side of his jaw to try and soothe the dull ache that was beginning to form beneath his skin there. A second later he set his controller down on the table in front of him and brought his other hand up to his face, now rubbing circles on either side of his jaw with each hand.

“Okay, fuck off, I don’t care,” he spat out in annoyance. Dream scoffed at the response to his warning, almost offended for being sassed for caring. Sapnap turned his head in the direction of the disapproving sound, rolling his eyes once more as Dream just looked at him with his puppy dog eyes. “Shut up Dream, it’s fine.”

The blonde followed his movements as Sapnap gave one last rub to his jaw before leaning his elbows back against his knees, picking up the remote and unpausing his game to continue playing. Dream continued to watch him from the corner of his eye, not paying attention to the game anymore and instead focusing on the other boy's jaw.

Not even a minute later Sapnap was already back to clenching his jaw, completely unaware that he was doing it. Dream opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself, knowing that Sapnap wouldn’t listen to a word he said anyway. He sat back and let his mind wander, thinking about how he could really get this to sink into Sapnap’s mind. After a minute or so Dream had come up with the idea to poke at his jaw every time it clenched; it would be annoying enough to condition Sapnap to not clench his jaw anymore. And so he set his plan into motion.

Reaching forward slowly, Dream held out his pointer finger and got ready to poke Sapnap’s jaw. He was so focused on the game that he didn’t notice Dream’s hand inching closer and closer to him until it was too late. The finger touched down on his jaw, right on the top left side by his ear and poked twice.

The reaction was not anything Dream had expected it to be.

When he went over the possible outcomes of the poke, he thought of the different ways Sapnap could react to it. Dream could see a scenario where Sapnap slapped his hand away and cursed him off - he could definitely paint a vivid picture of that. He could see Sapnap completely ignore him but also fix his clenching, which he thought would probably be the best outcome.

What he didn’t expect was for Sapnap to squeal.

“N-noho!” the younger boy let out a tiny protest combined with a tiny giggle, immediately turning red at his own reaction. He turned back towards Dream with wide eyes, rubbing at the spot that the offending finger had poked. The way the blonde was smirking sent a chill down Sapnap’s spine, causing him to squirm slightly and drop eye contact out of embarrassment. He could feel the elder's burning stare, whose finger was still hovering in the air mere inches from his jaw.

“Sapnap,” he winced when he heard his name, hearing Dream inhale before he continued. “What was that? Do you have something to tell me?”

The smaller boy paused his game again, quickly putting the controller down and turning his whole body slightly in Dream’s direction. He had a hand out in front of him, the other still pressed against his jaw in an attempt to make the tingling go away. Dream noticed that his ears were slowly starting to match the color of his cheeks and couldn’t help the smirk that began to spread across his face. When Sapnap’s ears blushed, the blonde knew that he was flustered.

“N-No! What are you even talking about, shut up!” The defensive tone in his voice only further proved Dream’s theory that Sapnap was definitely flustered right now. He looked around the room, eyes darting from Dream’s hands to something else, and back to his hands - he didn’t want to be ambushed or taken by surprise if Dream attempted to wreck him.

The elder let out a giggle, light and squeaky as he rolled his eyes at the ridiculousness of Sapnap’s denial. Dream knew that reaction well. He could make the younger boy cackle in seconds, sometimes even beg in that amount of time, too. The familiarity of it all was making Dream giddy, his fingers already flinching against the thighs of his pants.

This movement caught Sapnap’s attention, causing him to let out a dramatic gasp as he jumped back on the couch, scooting back as far as he could. But all things come to an end, and unfortunately that included the length of their couch. His back hit the arm of the couch, stopping his escape temporarily and making him break into nervous chirps of laughter. Sapnap looked up briefly and squealed as he watched Dream slowly crawl towards him, a menacing grin stretching from ear to ear. He felt his stomach flip at the expression on the other man’s face, wasting precious seconds he could’ve used to plan a new escape route. Sapnap let out a shriek as Dream grabbed his ankle and pulled, causing him to slip down into his back against the cushions. He turned to try and crawl away but was stuck in place due to Dream holding him. Sapnap swallowed thickly, the realization setting in that it was indeed too late to try and get away.

“Nohoho Dream, fuhuck OFF!” A squawk of a laugh erupted as he ended his sentence, yanking his leg at the feeling of Dream quickly wiggling a finger over his socked foot. “NOHOHO d-dohon’t!”

Sapnap heard a quiet chuckle behind him before he felt Dream release his hold on his ankle, suddenly feeling his hands grabbing at his sides and lifting him up. He yelped at this, feeling flustered at how easy it was for Dream to move him around like that. But that thought quickly passed as a new fear unlocked itself - he was now trapped against Dream’s chest, his arms at his sides with no way to escape. Of course, this didn’t stop him from trying to struggle and squirm his way out of Dream’s firm grasp.

“I’m not even doing anything, you baby,” Sapnap wasn’t expecting Dream’s voice to be so close to his ear, shivering and bringing his shoulder up to try and block the tickly vibrations as he continued to speak. “But don’t worry! I’m about to.”

Another shriek tore from Sapnap’s throat, this time followed by raspy giggles. Dream had slotted his chin on Sapnap’s shoulder to keep him from bringing his shoulder up before rubbing his stubble under Sapnap’s ear. The younger’s laughter was slowly rising in pitch, reaching its peak at a shrill squeak that closely resembled a baby bird. But when Dream brought a hand up to trace along Sapnap’s jaw line, the small giggles now turned into boisterous laughter.

“God, Sapnap, how have I never found this before? This is like a gold mine! Look at you!” Dream was smiling through his words as he felt Sapnap start to squirm in his lap, his laughter rising and his ears turning bright red as the blonde teased him.

“Nahaha D-Dream! Plehehease it’s too muhuHUHCH! NOHOHO!” Sapnap cried out through his giggles as Dream pressed his lips below his ear and blew a huge raspberry while fluttered two fingers along his jawline. Dream made sure to shake his head as the raspberry was coming to an end to tickle Sapnap more, producing squeals through his laughter.

The elder smiled as he pulled his lips from Sapnap’s neck and sat back more, allowing the smaller boy’s shoulder to finally be released. Sapnap rubbed his shoulder against his ear, trying to calm the ticklish electricity that was still bursting under his skin. Dream removed his grip from around Sapnap, instead gently leaning him back and cuddling him with both arms lightly. He could feel the younger boy practically melt into him, watching as his eyelids closed almost immediately. Sap could feel the vibration from Dream’s giggle along his back before he began to speak.

“Remember this next time you’re about to clench your jaw, you little idiot.”

Sapnap felt a hand run through his hair, a tiny giggle passing through his lips as he drifted off to sleep in the warmth of Dream’s arms. He would certainly remember this next time.

And if he starts to clench his jaw on purpose to get tickles? Well, no one needs to know.

#lee!sapnap #ler!dream #no one writes lee!sapnap like mushie #sapnap tickle #dreamnap #dreamnap tickle

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