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Speaking Tongues

hello everyone!!

if you didn’t hear, yesterday was @mushiewrites BIRTHDAY WOOOO 🎉🎉🎉 everyone go wish them a happy birthday and give good vibes :DD

this is the fic i wrote for the momentous occasion, and originally i wasn’t gonna post it but someone encouraged me to anyway so here it is <3 it is different than anything i’ve ever written, but it was pretty fun to do, so i hope everyone likes it as much as mush did >:)

WARNING: this fic does include mouth tickles on george’s belly button, i know that is Not a lot of people’s cup of tea, so if that makes you uncomfortable, read at your own risk/skip this one!! no hard feelings, keep yourselves safe <3

lee!george, ler!dream, feat. sapnap, 1.6k words

enjoy!

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“This is so stupid,” George grumbled, clenching his teeth as he yanked at the restraints that held his wrists above his head. He felt the cold metal dig into his wrists uncomfortably, a harsh reminder of his captivity, yet the only anxiety he felt was that of the anticipation– really, he was more endeared than anything. “Is that really necessary?”

“For you? Yes. You’ve never tickled you before, you wouldn’t know,” Sapnap explained from his spot, cross-legged next to George’s bound arms at the head of the bed. George scoffed, already squirming through his nerves, twisting his wrists and trying to find a comfortable position for them to be stuck in for the next… however long it would be.

“Whatever,” He groaned again, earning a chuckle from Dream.

“You better watch that attitude, Georgie. If I was in your position I’d be careful,” He explained, settling himself to straddle George’s thighs, an action that made George’s heart kick up and his toes curl as he shifted nervously again.

He knew, realistically, that Dream was right, and that he should shut up, but for some reason that even he didn’t fully understand, his mouth was literally incapable of listening to that logic. So, he dug his grave even further.

“If you were in my position, you wouldn’t have even made it far enough to have an attitude, so…” George said, unable to stop himself, his brain spiraling as he cursed his lips for moving.

The room went silent. George felt like he had just stepped on a twig in the woods in a horror movie, alerting the killer of his exact location. He had no idea what was going to happen next, but every scenario his brain supplied was worse than the last.

“…Oh?” Dream replied, voice dangerously low, rumbling through his chest and into the deep center of George’s soul, and eyebrows dangerously high, wide pupils staring daggers into George’s eyes. George swallowed, already breathing heavier at the single syllable.

“No– no, I-I didn’t mean–“ George said, immediately trying to backtrack, voice shaky as he twisted and pulled at his wrists. Dream sucked in a breath through his teeth, letting it out as a wistful sigh, as if he was forced to make a decision he was reluctant to make– his next actions were decided for him, and he was simply going along with suggestions that were given to him nonchalantly.

“Well, if that’s what you want…” He finished, shrugging his shoulders, before launching his attack, and suddenly the tips of his rough fingers were digging into the center of George’s rib cage, his thumbs digging into the front of his ribs as well.

“NO, NONONO, I’M SORR– AHAHAHA, FUHUHUCK–!” George protested, screaming as soon as Dream’s hands touched down, latched onto the horrifically sensitive area, unmoving even as George thrashed and squirmed and tried his hardest to throw him off. “DREHEHEHEAM, PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Dream soothed, giggling as he watched George’s reactions only grow stronger. He shook his head wildly before throwing it back against the pillow below him, switching between pulling at his arms and forcing them to straighten out when the bite of the handcuffs became too much to handle, his eyes squeezed shut as tears formed at the corners. “I bet you’re sorry now, huh, baby?”

“WH– AHAHAHA– YEHEHEHES! DREHEHEAM, COHOME OHOHOHON!” George pleaded, attempting to reason with him, well aware that both he and Sapnap knew how much everything about the situation was driving him completely insane. He heard Sapnap chuckle next to him and he turned to hide his face in his arm as much as he could, the sudden reminder that he was still being watched hitting him like a truck and making him dizzy.

Well, that was probably the lack of oxygen, but he wasn’t exactly thinking straight, was he?

“Alright, fine, take a breather,” Dream said, pulling his hands back and rubbing the ghost tickles away with his palms, letting George catch his breath for a few moments. George took the opportunity graciously, gulping down the air like water in a drought, his body relaxing against the calming touch of Dream’s hands, almost forgetting what those same hands were just doing to him.

Almost.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Dream decided, slipping his hands under George’s loose t-shirt and pushing it up to reveal his torso, his whole tummy on display as he giggled nervously at the attention.

“Oh– Dreheheheam…” He whined, practically putty in Dream’s hands, but he tensed up again when Dream’s fingers began to scratch at his sides and the dip of his waist. He broke into high pitched giggles, squirming harder than ever before at the light touches, knowing they could sometimes drive him even more crazy than the cruel tickles– and he worried that might have been one of those times. He was able to handle it, though, until a few seconds later when he felt a soft gust of air flow over his tummy, and he whipped his head down to see none other than Dream’s smiling face hovering barely a few inches above his torso and blowing softly on his skin that was already riddled with goosebumps. “Nohohoho, nononono, whahat are yohohou doihihing–“

“Shhh,” Dream soothed again, only spiking George’s anxiety more.

Then, just as George thought he’d seen it all, he felt something he had never, ever felt before, touching his skin.

Dream’s tongue. In his belly button.

“OH– NO, OH MYHY GOHOHOHOD!?” George blurted out, voice turning squeaky and stuttery from the sheer shock of the feeling, and he dared to venture a look down to see if he was imagining it or if Dream really did have his fucking tongue inside his belly button, and he was horrified to find out that it was, in fact, the second one. “WHAHAT– oh myhy– whahat’s wrohohong wihith yohou–“ George yelled, breathing shallow and panicked, squirming like his life depended on it– which, in that moment, it kind of felt like it did.

“Sapnap,” Dream said sternly, not missing a beat, and Sapnap seemed to know exactly what he wanted from that.

Sapnap leaned over, gently curling his arm around George’s head, and placed one hand softly over his mouth, using his pinkie under his jaw to keep his lips pressed tightly together. The other hand quickly found its way to George’s hair, combing his fingers through the soft curls there, helping to both keep George in place and to help him relax into the feeling. George continued protesting, whining and trying to shake Sapnap’s hands away, but nothing seemed to help, and his whiny giggled and attempts at complaining were muffled into Sapnap’s palm against his will.

“There we go, that’s better, isn’t it?” Sapnap commented, voice low, close enough to George that he didn’t need to speak very loud. George groaned behind his hand, glaring up at him with a fire in his eyes that Sapnap couldn’t wait to watch Dream extinguish. He looked back down to watch Dream lower his head, and like magic, his mouth was on George’s belly button and George was thrashing once again.

“MMMH–!” He yelped, sucking in his stomach and tensing his entire body, his toes curling and biceps straining, puffing his chest up in favor of driving his hips back into the mattress, hoping to pull back far enough that Dream would stop. He didn’t, of course, and it only gave him better leverage to hold George’s hips down and let his tongue dip into the hyper-sensitive button. George gasped, a strangled sound getting caught in his throat as his entire body convulsed, and his broken screams and whimpers returned. “MM– MMHPH, MH!”

“This is cute,” Dream mused, placing a few tiny kisses to George’s tummy before nibbling lightly at the edges of his belly button. George squirmed and jumped at each nip, squeaky laughter taking over, his face bright red from complete and utter embarrassment, shock, and disbelief at what the hell Dream was doing. “Love when you get all squeaky, pretty boy.”

“MM-MM!” George denied, trying to shake his head as much as he could, curling his arms in to hide the rest of his face that was still visible. He was still squirming, but both Sapnap and Dream could tell that it was completely involuntary– he wasn’t trying to squirm away, it just kind of happened. Sapnap’s hand in his hair continued to scratch softly, helping him relax and fall into the trance even further, and Sapnap giggled at how sweet the scene was.

He could tell George wanted to be vehemently against everything that was happening to him, but he couldn’t pretend he wasn’t essentially floating towards the moon with how spacey he was because of it.

They stayed like that for a while, Dream’s mouth playing with the sensitive dip of George’s tummy, George’s whining and spasmic squirming, Sapnap’s hands staying firmly in their places, until George’s muffled voice grew raspy and the other two decided he’d probably had enough.

Dream pulled back, dazed for a moment as he came back to reality and stared at the red marks on George’s abdomen made by his fingers and mouth, but George couldn’t have seemed more content if he tried.

They quickly uncuffed him, Dream taking a moment to press soft kisses to the harsh red lines on his wrists from pulling at the restraints, holding George’s hands and playing with his fingers as he, too, came back into his own body. Sapnap immediately laid down on the bed, tugging the covers over himself and George and motioning for Dream to do the same on the other side, before clinging to George like a koala. He wrapped his arms tightly around his torso, making George laugh and jokingly try to shove him away, but that only made him squeeze George impossibly tighter, making him fall into another fit of giggles as they all settled into each other’s arms.

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GEORGE FEET TICKLEs

THE WAY THEY POUNCED

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so about a year ago, @fluffallamaful + I talked about one of the weirdest ideas I think I've ever brainrotted. we told @wishitweresummer, and since then, she has been begging me to write it. and now here we are, a year later and deep into lee!George week, and I decided to finally write the idea for her! this is 100% for summer, and I'm so excited for everyone to read the silliest and most ridiculous fic I've ever written! (and thank you to @awkwardtickleetoo for helping me with the title and reading it as always)

don't forget to check out this tag to see all of the amazing additions to lee!GeorgeSummer, and you can find out more about the prompts in this post!

anyway, enjoy Day 6 of lee!George week! :3

(lee!George / ler!Sapnap / ler!Dream : 4.2K words)

“George, you’ve been here for like, two years now, right?” 

The question cut through the quiet atmosphere of the living room, only being previously filled by random videos that Dream and George kept showing each other as they sat practically in each other’s laps on the L-shaped couch. George turned his attention to Sapnap, who was sitting on the opposite side of the couch with Patches propped up against his thigh, his hand dragging lightly over her head as she purred happily. 

“Yeah, you know this…why? You want me to go back already?” George huffed out a laugh, raising an eyebrow as Sapnap snorted at his question. 

“Well yes, but that’s not what I was gonna say.” 

“Okay, then what?” George asked suspiciously, never fully trusting Sapnap when he’s asking for information. There was always an underlying purpose, never questioning things just for the hell of it. George knew he had some kind of angle behind his curiosity, he just didn’t know where Sapnap was going with it. 

“You haven’t been to any doctors since you’ve been here, have you?” Sapnap leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees and folding his fingers together, careful not to disturb Patches as he did so.

“Wait, really?” Dream questioned from beside him, watching as George shrugged at the two with little care.

“Yeah, I guess I haven’t,” George looked between the two, confused at the way they were both staring at him. “What’s the big deal? I’m fine, there hasn’t been anything wrong.” 

“Well yeah, but normally you’re supposed to go for a check-up at least once a year to make sure everything is working okay.” Dream commented, turning his body towards Sapnap as he turned to him for validation in his words.

“Mhm! Or…at least to the dentist for a cleaning, you know?” Sapnap added, nodding his head to let Dream know he agreed. Dream nodded along with Sapnap, looking to George to see if he was even still paying attention. To his surprise he was, nodding slightly before looking down at his own hands, playing with his fingers as a distraction. 

“I guess so, but like, it’s fine! I don’t need to go right now,” George continued to fidget with his fingers, waiting for one of the other two to speak, but he was met with a silence that felt too awkward for him to not continue. “I mean, if somethings wrong I’ll go, but like…it’s fine for now. Let’s just drop it.” 

“George,” He heard Dream start, almost wincing at how gentle his voice was. “You aren’t scared of the doctors, are you?” George stayed quiet, refusing to make eye contact with either of them as he kept his mouth shut in a tight line. After a few more seconds of silence, Sapnap cackled from across the room. 

“Are you serious?! Georgie is scared of the big bad doctor? Of the mean, evil dentist? No way!” 

“Sapnap-” Dream tried to stop the teasing before it went any further, but Sapnap continued to yell out comments in disbelief. 

“This is too good! Little baby George is scawed!” Sapnap fell back into the couch, his arms crossing over his stomach as he did and scaring Patches in the process. She jumped down onto the floor, quickly sprinting out of the room as Sapnap’s laugh grew louder. George rolled his eyes at the sound, letting out an annoyed grunt as he too flopped back against the couch cushions. Dream reached a hand out and placed it gently on his knee, rubbing his thumb soothingly as he looked down at him. 

“It’s okay, George, don’t listen to him. Everyone’s scared of something.” George rolled his eyes again at how supportive Dream was, almost more annoyed with him just accepting that George was scared of something so silly. 

“I’m not scared!” He exclaimed suddenly, standing up from the couch and pacing around the living room with a hand flinging roughly through his hair. He turned towards Sapnap, throwing his arms up in the air as he shrugged. “It's just…I get nervous going to new people, okay? It’s just like, an anxiety thing, I don’t know! But I’m not! Scared!”

Dream stood up and walked to where George was standing, placing his hands on either shoulder and leading George back to the couch to sit down. George was blushing profusely, embarrassed at the way the conversation was going as Sapnap continued to laugh and make snide comments about how scared he was. While he was deep in thought, Sapnap suddenly gasped, shooting up to a standing position and marching himself over to where George was sitting on the edge of the couch. 

“Wait. I have an amazing idea.” 

“Oh no.” George sighed, leaning his elbows on his knees and letting his head fall into his hands, shaking his head in disapproval as he waited for Sapnap to continue. It was clear Sapnap was waiting for someone to ask, but George wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction.

“What?” Dream pressed further for him, equally as curious as George was.

“So, it’s kind of like-” Sapnap began, suddenly grabbing onto George’s arms and pulling him from the couch. He wrestled the older boy onto the floor, giggling maniacally as it took virtually no effort to take him down. George let out a shriek as Sapnap got him onto his back, straddling his waist quickly and pressing his wrists into the carpet below him. 

“Get off me, idiot!” George choked out, trying to fling himself forward as he kicked his feet against the ground. Sapnap continued to laugh at his struggle, shaking his head as he kept George down easily. 

“George, we’re gonna help you get over your fears! We’re gonna play doctor!” Sapnap exclaimed, looking up at Dream and giggling when he was met with a bright smile. George let out a strained grunt as he tried to buck his hips up, gaining leverage as he pressed his heels into the carpet to assist in his efforts. It failed, naturally, and Sapnap laughed in his face at his pathetic attempt.

“Stohop!” George couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it all, letting his head fall back against the carpet with a hard thud. He pulled his arms as much as he could, continuing to kick and push up with his legs to try and buck Sapnap off, but he was getting nowhere.

“Dream, I’m gonna need a hand holding down our patient, here. He’s very nervous and needs all the help he can get to make sure he’s relaxed!” Sapnap spoke over George’s protests, giggling as he thrashed around on the carpet like a fish out of water.

“Sure thing, doctor!” Dream responded as a soldier would, giving Sapnap a quick salute with his hand to his forehead before jumping into action. Before George could process what was happening, Sapnap’s weight was replaced with Dream’s, effectively halting his bottom half from squirming. He lifted himself up onto his elbows and was met with the sight of Dream’s back, staring daggers into the blonde curls through his panicked laughter as much as he could. It was then that he saw Sapnap peek around from behind Dream, clearly kneeling in front of George’s feet and giving him a wink before he hid back behind the wall that Dream’s body created between the two. He watched as Dream leaned forward, feeling a strong grip around both of his ankles that pressed them into the ground enough that he could barely wiggle them. This only intensified the building butterflies that were swirling around George’s stomach, and a new wave of nervous giggles began pouring out of him before he could hold them back. 

“S-Stop! You’re both being ridiculous!” George yelled at them both, not knowing if they were even listening over the two speaking to each other in hushed tones, careful to not let him hear what they were saying. 

“Oh wait!” Sapnap exclaimed suddenly, pouncing up from the ground and sprinting towards the steps. “I need to grab…things!” 

Dream shook his head slowly as he giggled, watching Sapnap use all fours to crawl up the steps quickly, as if he were an excited puppy going to fetch a toy. George watched Sapnap too, but kept his peripherals glued on Dream, carefully watching him to make sure he wasn’t going to do anything to catch him off guard. The two sat and listened to Sapnap rummaging through things upstairs, hearing the thud of his footsteps as he ran in and out of rooms to collect the items he was looking for. The longer it took, the more nervous George got.

“What is he even doing up there?” George mumbled quietly to himself, not expecting an answer from Dream. He was pleasantly surprised when the blonde spoke up.

“To be honest, I’m actually not sure. He didn’t tell me anything before he ran up the steps like a gremlin,” He chuckled, craning his neck to look back at George, temporarily releasing his ankles so he could shake them out if he needed to. “You doin’ okay back there?” 

“Just dandy.” George replied flatly, fighting a smile when his wording made Dream giggle. He brought both hands up to card through his hair, attempting to settle his nerves, when he heard quick footsteps approaching closer. The two turned their attention to the upstairs hallway once more, watching as Sapnap appeared at the top of the steps, not even stopping to slow his momentum as he practically flew down the steps. 

“Okay! I have my tool kit ready!” Sapnap spoke through his heavy breathing, winded from the speed he had been running around. George observed a black drawstring bag before it was quickly hidden from his view, letting out a sigh of relief when he noticed how empty it looked. He still had no clue what the two were planning, but he knew whatever it was, it wasn’t going to be good. 

“So change of plans,” He leaned to the side so George could see him once he knelt down onto the ground again, smirking wickedly as he spoke. “I couldn’t find anything that really screamed out ‘doctor’ to me-“ 

“Good.” George interrupted, earning a hard flick to the side of his right ankle before they were engulfed in large hands once more. Dream pushed them down with a little more pressure, leaning more of his weight into the hold to assure George wouldn’t budge.

“Buuuuut, I did find things to make us dentists!” He exclaimed happily, watching as George’s expression dropped and eyes widened. 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” George let his head thump back against the carpet, bringing the heels of his hands up to rub harshly at his eyes when Sapnap snuck back around to hide in front of Dream. 

“Nope! This is no joke, Georgie. We’re gonna help you face your fears!” Sapnap replied as he emptied the contents of the bag, a few things clanging together as he did so. George heard Dream gasp quietly and watched his shoulders scrunch up, seeing his bouncy curls move from side to side as Dream silently reprimanded the younger boy.

“What? What is it?!” George blurted out in a panic at Dream’s reaction, his stomach doing somersaults at all the possibilities of what Sapnap could’ve put in the so called “tool kit”. 

“Nothing to be afraid of!” Dream quickly assured him, hearing the frantic tone of George’s voice and wanting to comfort him before his mind could run rampant. 

“Well…” George heard Sapnap scoff quietly, sending his thoughts spiraling once again. 

“Wh- HEY!” George squealed when he felt a finger flick the bottom of his socked foot, moving to pull it away. He felt a deep dread spread throughout his body when he realized that his feet wouldn’t budge at all, and panicked giggles began to flow from him before he was even touched again. 

“Gosh, you are nervy, aren’t you, kitten?” Sapnap wondered out loud, tracing his pointer finger down both feet slowly to make George squirm. He applied more pressure as he traced back up to his toes, pinching each one lightly and smirking when George hollered out at the feeling.

“Plehease! Don’t do this!” He pleaded with the two, but was met with no response. George jolted his body upwards when Sapnap added a finger to each foot, now tracing up and down with two fingers and using more of his nails on the down strokes to make George’s laughter jump in pitch.

“It’s okay, we’re just helping!” Dream tried to comfort him through his squeals, giggling himself when Sapnap’s fingers traced under George’s toes, making him shriek. Just when it was starting to become bearable, his stomach dropped when he felt a finger dip into the top of each sock, slowly prying them off. 

“NO! Nononono, no! Please! Plehehease don’t!” George begged, curling his toes to try and grip onto the fabric of his socks as they were pulled off at an agonizingly slow pace. He could feel the air hit his heels, then his arches, and finally over the pads of his feet. George panicked, sitting up and gripping onto Dream’s sides, kneading into them like his life depended on it.

“GEORGE!” Dream cried out, letting go of his ankles in favor of gripping George’s wrists, pulling them away from his body as he caught his breath from the sudden tickle attack. Sapnap appeared next to George, taking his wrists from Dream so he could go back to securing his ankles before he caused too much of a mess. 

“Tsk tsk tsk. Naughty boy,” Sapnap shook his head in disappointment, pushing George’s hands against his own chest to make him fall back against the carpet before pressing them down against the ground on either side of his hips. “Dream, lift your shins for me, will you?” Dream looked back at Sapnap with slight confusion, leaning forward a bit more until he was able to angle his shins up off the ground. When Sapnap placed George’s hands directly under them, Dream suddenly understood. He dropped his legs quickly, making sure to sit back on his shins to keep George’s wrists secure. 

“This isn’t fair! Stohohop!” George whined as Sapnap crawled back in front of his feet, disappearing behind Dream once again. “Come on! I told you, I’m not scared! We don’t have to dohoho this!” His pleas were ignored, and the plan continued. 

“So what do we have here, mister dentist?” Dream asked Sapnap playfully, looking down at the tools displayed between George’s spread ankles. 

“Well, first, let’s get a good look at these teeth!” Sapnap responded with the same amount of enthusiasm, quickly ripping off George’s socks and flinging them behind him somewhere across the room. George immediately curled his toes when he felt the air hit them, high pitched giggles bubbling out of him as he tried to control his reactions. He felt Sapnap pinch each one again, this time wiggling them as he went and making George squeak every time his nail scraped the pads of them.

“Plehehease! This is soho dumb!” George pulled at his arms, trying to yank them free, but Dream’s weight kept them pressed into the floor. Frustratingly, all he could really do was twist his upper body and move his head; not nearly enough give to expel any of his anxiety. 

“Hm…seems like they’re in good shape. Could use a cleaning though.” He heard Dream comment, making his stomach flip as his brain tried to figure out what they could possibly do to him. 

“Great idea, my beautiful assistant!” George could hear the smile in his voice, squeezing his eyes shut at how excited he sounded. Suddenly he heard a click, followed by a loud buzzing, and he immediately knew what it was. He curled his toes even tighter as he began spurting out pleas, saying anything to get their attention to make them stop. Sapnap peaked over Dream’s shoulder and gave George a wink before going back to work, bringing the toothbrush down closer to the practically immobile feet in front of him.

“The patient seems ready for the cleaning, so we’re going to proceed!” 

George let out a blood curdling scream when a vibrating toothbrush touched down on both of his pinky toes, not expecting two of them at the same time and sending him into a frenzy. He squeezed his eyes shut as his head flung back, cackling as Sapnap moved the brushes over to the next toe on each foot. Despite curling them as hard as he could, Sapnap managed to wedge them under his toes anyway, making sure to get the tops and the bottoms of each toe as he went. 

“FUHUCK, PLEHEASE!” George managed to cry out between his panic, shaking his head back and forth as he laughed himself silly. Sapnap didn’t respond, simply commenting on how clean his ‘teeth’ looked as he made his way over George’s middle toe on either foot. The toothbrushes moved to the second toes and George screeched, high pitched and loud, begging them to stop, to not go to his big toes, that he’d do anything they wanted as long as they left them alone. But to his dismay, Sapnap moved the dreaded toothbrushes over each big toe, swirling them in slow circles and sending George into hysterics.

“Holy shit.” Dream spoke lowly as he watched the torture Sapnap was forcing George to endure. Sapnap looked up at Dream and chuckled when he noticed the faint blush appearing on his cheeks, and Dream huffed in annoyance at the smirk he received in response. 

“Almost done with the cleaning! Just a little more, I promise!” Sapnap peeked around Dream again, taking in George’s panicked thrashing and screams at the simple tickling on the tiny toes. He leaned back to sit on his shins as he turned the toothbrushes off, allowing George a moment to collect himself and steady his breathing. 

“P-Plehehease…” George was delirious with laughter at this point, still in near hysterics even though the tickling had stopped. Sapnap rubbed his thumbs over the tingly toes, making sure to rub with enough pressure to help rub the ghost tickles away. Once George’s laughter had settled down to quiet giggles, Sapnap let his fingers wander, gently pressing them in the spaces between his toes. George let out a squawk at the feeling, and immediately he was begging again.

“NONONO nohoho! No more! Nohoho more!” George pleaded, trying to bend his knees under Dream to knock him off and whining through his laughter when he didn’t budge at all. He was yanking at his arms so hard he thought he might dislocate them, and he cursed both boys for keeping him down like this while they played with him like a doll. 

“I’m just checking for cavities! Hold still!” Sapnap explained, using one hand to steady George’s left foot as he pushed his finger between each toe, twisting it as he did. George was beside himself with laughter, feeling tears well as Sapnap continued his search for whatever he was looking for. He finished with the left foot, skittering fingers over the top of it to make George squeal. 

“Okay, that one looks great! Now we have to check the other one, and then we’re all done!” Sapnap reassured George, gripping the right foot the same way he did the left, shoving his finger between the last two toes and giggling when George let out a squeak in response. It went smoothly between the next two toes, and the next, until Sapnap shoved his finger between the first and second toes. He stopped twisting his fingers, and instead used both hands to spread them apart. 

“STOP!” George shrieked out in embarrassment, knowing how intensely Sapnap and Dream must be looking at his foot right now. The two laughed at his outburst, but changed nothing about what they were doing. 

“No can do, Georgie,” Sapnap pretended to speak with fake sympathy, sighing before he continued. “I’m afraid we’ve found a cavity.” The comment sent George into a further panic, now struggling even harder than before, nearly lifting Dream with the ticklish adrenaline that was coursing through him. 

“What do we do for that, mister dentist?” Dream asked over George’s screaming, looking back briefly to see how hard he was blushing. He knew this kind of play always got to George, never knowing how to handle all the attention. 

“Well, there’s really only one thing we can do,” Sapnap explained, rustling around with something that George couldn’t see. “We have to floss.” 

“WHAT?!” 

Before George could question any further, he felt Sapnap weaving something between all of the toes on his right foot, even between the toes that Sapnap deemed to be okay not even a moment before. The feeling of whatever the weird string was just sitting between them was enough to make George laugh even harder, not being used to having something in such a sensitive area. George was babbling out pleas but nothing was coherent. His words were slurred together through his laughter despite him trying to articulate the best he could. Sapnap and Dream only laughed at him before turning back to the task at hand. 

“Don’t worry, patient! Your cavity will be fixed soon enough!” Dream called over his shoulder, not even sure if George was able to hear him, but deciding to continue playing his role anyway. George didn’t respond, not sure he was even able if he wanted. When he was finally getting used to the sensation, his whole body shook with ticklish electricity as the material started to move.

“NAHAHAHA!” George was full on screaming through his hysterics, taking in quick gulps of air as his lungs harshly pushed out laugh after laugh. He was lightheaded; so much so, it was as if he would float away. George continued to shake, squirming back and forth on the carpet at the overwhelming ticklish feeling. Sapnap continued to saw the material back and forth between his toes, laughing along at how insane George’s reactions were. Neither boy had ever heard George laugh this hard or loud, and they exchanged surprised glances every few seconds, especially whenever a new noise or high pitched squeak would present itself through the hysterics. 

“Almost done, it’ll be over soon, George!” Dream assured him as he continued to struggle, his throat becoming more and more dry the harder he laughed. George eventually fell silent, only producing high pitched squeals and squeaks whenever he was able to get a full breath in. His face was burning, his cheeks bright red with tears covering them from how hard he was laughing. After a few seconds, the feeling finally stopped, and Sapnap quickly removed the tickly material from between George’s toes to finally relieve him of the torture.

“Plehehease!” George was unable to stop the word from tumbling out despite the tickling having stopped, completely out of his mind at the intense tickling feeling he just endured. Dream sat forward to free George’s wrists and moved his hands from George’s ankles to his feet, opting to rub over his toes as Sapnap began to put the items back into the bag. Dream continued to rub soothingly over both feet, making sure to help the ticklish feeling pass as quickly as it could.

“W-What…the fuhuhuck…was that?” George forced the question through his shallow breathing, bringing his hands up to rub his tear stained cheeks and free the stray tears that clung to his long eyelashes. He opened his eyes briefly when he felt something glide over his right hand, looking down to see Sapnap holding a long, white string.

“Shoelace!” He beamed, a huge smile spreading over his face as he showed George what he just tormented him with. George groaned through the left over giggles, covering his face in embarrassment as his mind replayed the last few minutes over and over again. Dream moved off of George’s waist, turning to face him before sitting by his side. He gently grabbed both of George’s wrists and gave them each a kiss before placing them in his lap, tracing over them to make sure they were okay after being restrained, and also from how hard George had been pulling at them. 

“You okay, baby?” Dream asked softly, letting his hands run down over George’s forearms and back up to his wrists. George closed his eyes again, turning on his side and curling his body towards Dream’s, letting his forehead connect with his thigh before nodding slowly. The blonde moved one of his hands to scratch lightly over his bicep, letting the other run through his hair to help bring him back down to reality. Sapnap pulled the string of the bag tightly, closing it and slinging it over his shoulder, getting ready to stand up from his place opposite Dream, on the other side of George. But before he could, he felt a tight grip on his wrist, keeping him down on the ground with the other two.  “So,” George began after finally getting his breathing under control, sitting up slowly and turning his attention to Sapnap. “When’s the last time you were at the dentist?”

[sleepy--anon]

Day 3: Bet

Prompts found here

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Dream and Sapnap sat lounging on their comfortable couch together after having a hearty meal just the two of them.

"Its been a while since just you and me hung out." Dream said fondly, propping his head up with his hand as he stared at his friend.

"Yeah, no British screaming and insults this time." Sapnap joked back, chest swelling with pride when Dream giggled at it. His hand that rested softly on Dream’s knee gave him an idea. Sapnap rubbed his thumb against his knee cap with a soft hum.

"Hey Dream?"

"Uhuh?"

"I bet you can't keep your legs in my lap for three minutes." His tone turned playful as he gave Dream a lazily challenging look.

"My ADHD isn't that bad Sap, I took my meds today, you reminded me." Dream chuckled, slightly intrigued by where this was going.

"Who said anything about your ADHD being the reason you move~?" Dream felt a slight blush dust his cheeks as he tensed his legs.

"W-what's in it for me?"

"Well I originally had the idea of if you won I would do the cooking for the next week."

"Cooking and clean up! And throw in my laundry and you have a deal!" Dream stuck his hand out quick, watching Sapnap pretend to contemplate.

"Deal" Sapnap shook his hand firmly before sitting back setting the timer on his phone as Dream slowly rested his knees on Sapnap’s lap. He laid himself against the armrest and tried to relax, knowing that if he worked himself up on anticipation he wouldn't stand a chance.

"One hundred and eighty seconds Dreamy~ You ready~?" Sapnap showed the phone to Dream, giving him proof that it's only three minutes, Dream’s toes curled as he nodded, watching Sapnap set his phone down, flinching at his hand resting just above his knee.

"Alright Twitchy, here we go~" Sapnap started the timer with a soft ding, giving Dream a slight pat before dragging his nails down the outside of his thighs, watching Dream grip the couch cushions and twitch violently, breath shaking.

"Don't implode~" He teased, skittering his nails all over his shaking thighs. The thin pajama pants he wore did little to nothing to help.

"Shuhuhuhush" Dream's blush darkened by the second, his whole body shook as everything in him screamed to pull away.

"Thihihis is soho AAAHH!" Dream shrieked as Sapnap jellyfished both his knee caps at the same time.

"Oh I knew George wasn't the only one affected by this~" Sapnap repeated the action, watching Dream’s whole body jolt. Dream felt like lightning was shooting up his legs every time he did it. A minute had passed and clearly Sapnap was getting sick of playing nice, he grabbed his kneecap with one hand and his inner thigh with the other and squeezed, differing the pressures and always squeezing one after the other, never the same time. Dream threw his head back and all but cackled at the sensation. His legs drummed from their place on Sapnap’s lap, fighting the urge to pull them back. The adored look on Sapnap’s face accompanied by his lack of verbal teasing definitely wasn't helping.

"HOHOHOHOW MUHUHUHUHUCH LOHOHOHOHONGER!?" Dream whined, hugging himself through the tickles. Sapnap glided his nails up and down his shins, running them over his ankles, feeling him shiver as he looked over at his timer.

"Just slightly over fifty seconds." He answered honestly with a squeeze to his calf, chuckling at the squawk it pulled out of Dream.

'I can do this I can do this I can do this I CANT DO THIS" Dream's brain screamed at him as soon as Sapnap’s nails slid over the sides of his socked feet.

"NO!" He shrieked panicked, yanking his legs back.

"Awww Buddy, so close~ Twenty-five seconds left~" Dream pouted at him, flashing puppy eyes at him.

"Oh absolutely not, you do not get to do that mister are you serious~?" Sapnap crooned playfully, lunging at Dream giving him quick little sporadic tickles along his sides, belly, and ribs, staring fondly at his red, giggling face.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY! YOHOHOU WIHIHIHIHIN! IHIHI LOHOHOHOSE! STAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT!" Sapnap soothed Dream softly, pressing gentle kisses around his face.

"No punishment Bud, that was enough of an award on my end. Thank you for letting me do that." Dream felt a surge of affection and quickly wrapped Sapnap up in a hug, pulling him down ontop of him like a weighted blanket.

"Yeah yeah, you're welcome..."

[sapnapstummy]

Day 1: First Time

For Summer's lee!George Tickle Week

Thank you @wishitweresummer for creating such a fun event :] Please enjoy 1k words of dnn being in love and tickling George

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Dream can't take his eyes off George. They're sitting pressed up against each other, Dream's arm around George's shoulder; they're supposed to be watching the show playing on the tv, but they've just been taking each other in. 

Sapnap was on George's other side, paying an equal amount of attention to the show as they were. But George had complained about being thirsty and Sapnap had sprung up from his seat before George could even finish speaking.  George's head tilts back to lean on Dream’s arm, a sleepy smirk on his face. It almost does feel real, like he's going to wake up and George will be back in England. 

“Dream.” George says, quiet but only because they're a foot away. 

“George.” Dream says back, his hand sinking into George's messy curls. 

“Dream,” George tilts his head back, peering up at him through his lashes.

He surges forward, kissing George excitedly. It's not their first kiss, and it's far from their last, which just makes him even more happy. His hands move to hold George by his waist, as George throws them backward to lay on the couch. Dream taps his fingers along George’s sides, smiling as they kiss when George giggles. 

George pulls away from their kiss, baring his neck for Dream, who immediately starts to nip at the skin there. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Sapnap standing next to them on the couch, kissing George passionately. Dream’s hands map out every expanse of George’s torso before landing at his sides, squeezing him occasionally. 

Dream trails a finger over George’s ribs, delighting in the way he squirms beneath him. He keeps teasing him, until his bright laughter forces him to stop kissing Sapnap. He glances over at Sapnap, who shares a mischievous look. 

“Georgie,” Sapnap sings, “you didn't tell us you were so ticklish.” His hand drops from George's curls to his neck, digging into the junction of his shoulder. 

George scrunches up, shaking his head as he gurgles out, “I’m not.” 

Dream smirks, “Oh? You're not ticklish?” He questions, amused when George shakes his head. “So if I do this…” He shoves his fingers under George’s arm. And George squirms, wiggling on the couch uncontrollably, but he clamps his mouth shut so he doesn't make a sound. 

Sapnap clicks his tongue at the display. “C’mon George, don't hold it in. We're just going to keep you here and tickle you until you laugh your guts up.” 

Dream rolls his eyes the same time George says, “Ew, Sapnap. Why would you say it like that?” 

Sapnap plops down on the couch by George's head and starts to defend himself, “Because, I knew it would get you to let your guard down so I could–” He grabs one of George’s arms, pulling it up by his mouth and blowing a raspberry in the crook of his elbow. George squawks, trying to pull his arm down, while the other tries to push Sapnap away. Sapnap catches George's other arm, and Dream dives in to tickle George's exposed armpits. 

“Wh-hahaha! Stop! Stop it!” George cries out. Dream halts his tickles immediately, but Sapnap doesn't release George’s arms. George looks at him apprehensively, thrashing when he realizes Dream’s eyes lock on his bare stomach, his shirt having ridden up while he was wiggling around. “No! Dream, don't!” 

Dream holds George’s hips down as he leans forward, sucking in a large breath. George’s stomach tenses with anticipation, and he whimpers in Sapnap’s hold. Slowly, he lowers down until his lips brush George’s belly before blowing a raspberry. George restrained squirming and screamed out laughter makes Dream’s stomach flip. He’s giddy as he finishes the raspberry, kissing George’s stomach to release some energy. 

Sapnap shifts George’s wrists to one hand, and ghosts his fingers down the underside of his arm to his side. Dream shoves George’s shirt up further, ignoring his protests, so Sapnap can pepper kisses on George’s stomach too. His beard makes goosebumps emerge from his skin, and Dream can feel George shivering. 

“Please please please,” George whispers under his breath, his hands balled into fist and his toes curled. 

“Please what, George?” Dream whispers back. He leans over George, crowding him further into the cushions. Before George can stutter out an answer, Dream kisses him. They kiss for a second, until George breaks away in a fit of giggles as Sapnap dances his fingers down his ribs. “Aw, George…Don't you want to kiss me?” 

“No!” George giggles, head thrown back but his eyes twinkling. 

“I guess if you don't want to kiss me, I'll just–” He draws in a big breath and tucks into George’s neck. He can feel Sapnap blowing a mutual raspberry on George's stomach, and the resulting scream they get rings in his ears. George’s knee smacks against his leg, but Dream hardly feels it. 

When they finally pull away, letting George catch his breath, Dream’s face hurts from smiling so hard. George's eyes are twinkling and his chest heaves in breath after breath. Dream leans in to kiss him, and George bursts into another fit of giggles. He looks down to see if Sapnap is still tormenting him, but both of his hands are on the couch as he pushes himself back into a sitting position. 

“Why are you still giggling, silly boy?” Sapnap asks fondly. He places George’s head on his lap, smiling down at him. 

“It tickles.” George’s face is flushed and his voice comes out meek. 

Dream sits up too, draping George’s legs across his lap and tugging his shirt back down. He pats his hands down George’s sides firmly, even as he weakly shies away. He hears a content sigh and settles further down on the couch, laying on his stomach between George’s legs. His head bobs with George's breathing and he peers up through his lashes to watch Sapnap pull George into a kiss. 

“I love you. I love you so much.” He whispers. He can't help the way his eyes well up with tears. “I'm so glad you're finally here. With us.” 

George does an awkward half crunch in order to press a kiss to Dream’s forehead. “I know. Me too. I'm so happy.” George’s voice is quiet, bordering on tearful too. 

“We love you, Georgie.” Sapnap squeezes George and Dream into the tightest hug he can. “C’mon let's go light some fireworks in the backyard!” 

He tugs them off the couch and they holler and laugh as they light the sky up into bright colors and happy laughter. 

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Once again thank you Summer for putting on such a fun week with fun prompts :] I'm so excited to see what the rest of the week brings!

[covenofwives]

Two For the Effort of One

Sapnap has always been stronger, but he'd managed to hide it from Dream and George. A near fatal accident forces him to reveal it, but he's shocked and touched to realise his friends are more impressed than scared with his strength. Now he can show them what he can really do.

Thank you for your patience. This is another one of Sleep's Ler Sapnap week done. This is also a soft look into my new AU. Enjoy.

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Sapnap was always aware he was stronger than Dream or George. He realised it when he was really young and on the same day, Sapnap4K started to train him about his strength and how to control it.

“We are strong. We use that strength to protect the ones we love. And save those who need it. To use your strength to dominate or take control of someone is the worst you can do.”

Those words stayed with Sapnap, and played in the back of his mind whenever he was with Dream and George. If they sparred, he would hold back. If they did weight training, he’d deliberately pick the lower sets. When they wrestled, he would let them win but only after they put up enough of a fight.

At first it was frustrating, especially when George would gloat about how much stronger he was getting over Sapnap, but eventually he learned to let it go. It didn’t matter if his friends knew how strong he was or not because he’d know. He learned to be okay with that.

There was no real plan to tell them about it because it never mattered. But in the heat of the moment he wasn’t really thinking of keeping secrets, he was just thinking of keeping them safe.

Despite their brothers absolute insistence on not going near the caves in the mountain, it just took a few dares from Dream and the three were off exploring. They swore to keep it a secret from the Gods as they explored deeper into the caves. Then the cave started rumbling, the cracks started climbing up the walls and the only thing keeping the Dream Team from being flattened into red mist was Sapnap holding up what felt like the weight of the entire fucking mountain on his back.

George gawked at Sapnap before Dream dragged him up to help dig them a way out. They were moving fast, which Sapnap was grateful for because he didn’t know how long he could hold this up for. He just had to make sure they two were safe enough in their dug out tunnel before he’d even think about letting go.

Luckily the thought never had to cross his mind as Dream had dug enough to reach sunlight, and then DreamXD appeared at the opening, and the three were quickly whisked out of harms way.

The mountain crumbled in the distance while the boys were being partly looked over and partly scolded by their older brothers. George seemed to be getting the worst of it. GeorgeHD was checking over every inch of him for injuries while his helper hands worried around him.

“Of all the dumb things you’ve ever done this is the worst! You could have been killed!” HD screeched.

“We’ll we’re not! We’re fine-Fucking! Stop!” George bat away at the hands crowding him.

Dream was getting a similar lecture, though it was quieter from XD. From the sight of Dream’s face he already realised he’d lead his friends into danger and the guilt would eat at him for a while.

Sapnap thought he’d get similar treatment but so far the only thing 4K had spoken to him about was to pull up his top so 4K could have a look at his back. His muscles hurt and he could feel the rips in his top so he knew his back was cut up or scraped. 4K ran his warm hands over the skin and there were a few spots Sapnap winced at.

“I’m going to take Sapnap to the Nether.” 4K spoke and the bickering and talks between the siblings silenced. “He needs healed.”

HD looked between Sapnap and 4K. “I could heal him.” He offered gently.

“Nah. It’s best he gets a lava bath.” 4K helped Sapnap stand. “We’ll be back tomorrow.”

It was a quick goodbye before the two Nether brothers were zipped away, appearing in 4K’s bastion.

“What’s wrong?” 4K asked immediately.

Away from the others, the worry that had been boiling in his chest just seemed to leak out. Sapnap’s eyes watered and he blinked furiously as he said. “They-They saw me. When I was holding up the mountain. They know my strength.”

4K helped take off Sapnap’s shirt and gave another look at his injuries. “That’s not a bad thing.”

“They’re scared of me. They looked at me like I was a freak!”

“They looked at you in awe because you saved them. If it wasn’t for your full strength, you would have died.” 4K raised Sapnap’s arms just slightly, and stopped when Sapnap yelped. “You’ve probably pulled a muscle. Or muscles. Let’s get you a bath.”

Sapnap did feel better after the bath. When he submerged himself in complete lava, the aches of his muscles and cuts faded away. He came out redressed in soft comfy clothes and 4K was waiting with soft blankets and cuddles.

“They absolutely expect me to lecture you, so just tell them I did, alright?” 4K pressed a kiss to Sapnap’s head. “You were brave and your strength saved your friends. You have no reason to hide or be ashamed of it.”

Sapnap fell asleep trying to keep those words in his mind, even though he dreaded the thought of seeing his friends the next day. He had begged 4K to just let him stay in the Nether and make up and excuse to the others, but that wasn’t going to happen. With soft encouragement, Sapnap and 4K returned to the Overworld, in the usual spot where the other two Gods and their siblings were waiting.

“You are all grounded!” HD announced as soon as Sapnap arrived. “You are not leaving our sight. For a week. A month!”

“Easy, HD.” XD put a hand over HD’s shoulder. “But, you three are super grounded.”

With some sweet talk and assurances, 4K managed to talk down the grounding from “not leave our sights” to “not leave the grove”. That was a fair compromise. Sapnap silently pleaded 4K to not go but his brother mouthed “you’ll be fine” and Sapnap was off with Dream and George.

The three wandered out to a small flower meadow. Sapnap had kept up the small hope that the two had forgotten, or they just wouldn’t ask any questions. But that hope was out the window when George immediately asked.

“How did you do that in the caves?”

Sapnap sighed slowly from his nose and swallowed back his frustration. “Do what?”

“Hold up an entire fucking mountain.” Dream responded. “That was… I don’t even know, that was beyond insane!”

“I got lucky.” Sapnap shrugged.

“That wasn’t luck, Sap, that was pure strength. When did you get that strong?”

The question Sapnap dreaded to hear, but Dream’s voice was calm and soft. Sapnap risked looking at them and saw they didn’t look at him like he was a freak or with fear. They were curious.

It was now or never, because Sapnap’s nerves wouldn’t let him get another shot. “I’ve always been that strong.”

Sapnap waited for looks of betrayal or something, but Dream and George just waited. So he continued. “I’m stronger than you guys. Like…a lot stronger. I realised years ago and 4K’s been helping train me so I don’t...let it be known.” He raised a hand, rubbing the back of his neck. “But when that cave collapsed I had to do something. I couldn’t let you both die!”

“Why did you hide it?” George asked in a surprisingly soft voice.

An uncomfortable lump formed in Sapnap’s throat which was hard to swallow. He only found his voice when Dream had asked: “Did 4K tell you to hide it?”

“No!” Sapnap quickly shook his head. “No! Never. He was always encouraging me to tell you guys. Or show you. I hid it because… I was scared you would be scared of me. You wouldn’t let me stay with you guys, or join you on stuff anymore.”

It was freeing and terrifying to admit it. Both parts a weight off his chest and a horrible crushing feeling on his shoulders.

“Well, that’s a dumb reason. Because there is no way we’d leave you over that.” George scoffed, in his own caring but trying not to way.

Even if the words were harsh, Sapnap felt like he could have cried right there.

“We wouldn’t leave you over that.” Dream said softly. “We’re brothers. We love you. Nothing you could say would make us leave you.”

Sapnap could have cried right there if his pride had let him. His eyes teared up a little but blinked them away.

“But now I wanna see what you really can do when we wrestle.”

Of course Dream would immediately think competitively. His soft smile was replaced with a challenging smirk.

Sapnap felt his own smile pull at his lips. “I mean… I could absolutely wreck you.”

“Prove it.”

Sapnap was more than willing to prove it. In fact he was giddy from the events and challenged both of them to wrestle him at the same time. Dream and George’s goading and confident smirks soon turned to frustration and bewilderment. They were both pinned.

“SAPNAP!” George screeched, followed close by Dream’s useless struggle.

It didn’t take long to get them pinned. Sapnap had Dream under him; he was on his side on Dream’s back with an arm wrapped around Dream’s front to keep his arms in close to his chest. George was grappled between his legs, with the brunette's arms pinned under Sapnap’s legs and stuck to George’s side.

George would scream and then try to move but all he could do was weakly pull and shuffle Sap’s legs a little. Dream was less vocal, but he huffed and groaned as he tried to free his arms and push or roll himself. Again he just moved Sapnap a little. And only because Sapnap let himself be moved.

He was honestly surprised just how easily he could take them both down. Of course he was careful of his strength and made sure he didn’t really hurt them, but even when being mindful they were down in less than 5 minutes.

“There’s no...nngh…way you’re this strong…!” Dream struggled under Sapnap.

“Well you’re the one caught.” Sapnap teased. “And not getting out. So either you like being pinned under me or I really am that strong.”

That lit a fire in Dream and he tried to shake his friend off to the same result. Sapnap wasn’t moving, although now he was giggling at Dream’s attempt. The blonde was absolutely adorable and Sapnap reached over with his free hand to lift up Dream’s hoodie.

Dream stopped struggling, only for a moment, to squeak and then he was kicking up a fuss again. His face started to blush as he babbled a mix of Sapnap’s name and “stop!”

“W-Whahat! What is hahappening?!” George tried to twist himself around and get a look. He could feel Dream’s struggling but not see anything.

Sapnap couldn’t help but snort with laughter, seeing a nervous smile take over Dream’s face to almost match his mask. “You’re not stopping me now either.” He pointed out as he pulled up the side of Dream’s hoodie to his ribs. Dream’s hips and about half of his sides were very much shown off since he was wearing his revealing manhunt outfit. No matter how much Dream swore it helped him, Sapnap didn’t believe it.

“Sahapnahahap! D-Dohon’t!” Dream tried to sound serious and intimidating, but his high giggles made it impossible.

“Just stop me.” Sapnap shrugged. “If I’m not that strong, just stop me.”

Sapnap hadn’t even touched Dream’s side, and still he could see Dream squirm and try to arch his side away.

“Tell you what,” Sapnap thought out loud as he placed his fingers over Dream’s sides. Dream yipped and tried to struggle again but it was useless. Sapnap wasn’t moving. “If you knock me off, I won’t tickle George after.”

“WHAT?!” George screeched and struggled almost as desperately as Dream. “You’re not ti-tihickling mehe!”

“Oh I am. Once I get Dream to tap out with his safe word, I very much am.”

“I-Ihi’m not tahapping out!”

“Not yet~”

Sapnap wasted no more time. He walked his fingers slowly down to Dream’s hips, and tickling over the bone and working his fingers up to just under Dream’s ribs. Even with the added panic to try and escape, Dream’s struggling still did nothing to push off Sapnap. His laughter came out in sputters at first, hopeless attempts to hold it back before he just couldn’t anymore.

“SAHAHAHAP!” Dream shouted between his peals of laughter. His legs kicked and tried to push off the ground but it got him nowhere. The fingers continued tickling up and down his defenceless, sensitive side.

Of course it wasn’t enough to get Dream begging for real mercy. Sapnap knew Dream’s tells. His near hysterical laughter now was from frustration that he couldn’t move, sending his nerves on edge. It wouldn’t take long to break him at all.

“Someone’s extra tick-tick-ticklish today.” Sapnap chuckled over the laughter. “George must not have been tickling you for a while cause you’re just so sensitive!”

“Sh-SHUT UP! Shuhuhut uhuhuhuhup!” Dream tried to growl but his threatening rumble was interrupted by squeaking giggles.

“S-Sahapnahap!” George squeaked. Sapnap gave a look down to the still trapped brunette. His face was almost as red as Dream’s, flushing down his neck and under his t-shirt. Sapnap was half tempted to jump him and start tickling George right there, but it would be so much sweeter if he could wait.

“Don’t worry Georgie, you’ll get your turn.” Sapnap cooed. “Once Dreamie here has had enough.”

“Noho you won’t!” George screamed and tried to escape again. Every time he got just a little bit of give, Sapnap tightened his legs and George would scream in frustration again.

“Just give in, Dreamie and it’s all over…” Sapnap cooed again, focusing back onto the still laughing man under him. He slowly let his fingers crawl down to Dream’s hips, letting them tickle there so his laughter calmed to squeaky giggles. “Just say that one little word and I’ll stop.”

“Dohon’t you DARE!” George warned. “Dream! If you do you’re going to regret it!”

“Nohohohohoho. No nohohoho…” Dream shook his head into the grass, hiding his giggling blushy face.

While it was absolutely fun to tear Dream apart with giggles, the more George squirmed and tried to escape the more Sapnap really wanted to take him down a peg.

Without slowing the tickling of his fingers, Sapnap moved them down to curve around Dream’s side and slip under his tummy. Like a dam wall breaking, Dream’s laughter suddenly poured out in hysterical waves. He could barely speak over his howls, but Sapnap heard one word loud and clear.

“MASK! MASK! MAHAHAHASK!”

“There it is!”

Sapnap pulled back his hand on Dream’s stomach and the one around his front. He loosened his legs ever so slightly and pounced as soon as George tried to make a break for it.

“No! No! NO!” George screamed and tried his hardest to struggle but he was easily pulled back into Sapnap’s chest.

“Now George! It’s time to give Dream a rest!”

Dream had rolled on his side with the freedom given. His face was flushed and he was breathless. He curled up with his arms protectively around his tummy.

Sapnap had already decided they’d be cuddling afterwards, but he needed George to be just as melty and giggly first. He was already so worked up so it was expected as soon as Sapnap’s fingers touched his ribs, George was already laughing. His threats and pleas fighting to be heard over his uncontrollable hysteria.

To George’s credit he lasted longer than Dream, but by the time he’d screamed his safe word and Sapnap stopped he had fallen asleep. Somehow between the laughter and squeals, Dream had also fallen asleep in the grass and it was easy enough for Sapnap to shuffle him and George over to cuddle.

Sapnap didn’t sleep. He was too excited and his mind raced with worries. They accepted him for his strength now, but he’d still have to be mindful and careful. He’d have to adjust and figure out what exactly he could push his strength too without hurting them. But even as the worries loomed, they didn’t last long. The soft snoring surrounding Sapnap reminded him he wasn’t alone through it. He didn’t need to hide anymore.

His friends - his brothers - would always accept and love him.

[aninklingof]

Fanart for my own fic (A Balancing Act)

A Balancing Act fic here

Tried something funky with the background, hope it’s not too distracting

[doodlenbugs]

The Inverted Tickle Trap

I’m finally back with a full fic AAAAAA It’s still just a little short but I’m happy with it. Sorry if I’m a little rusty, it’s been a while! Hope you all enjoy, drabble requests are still open after this :)

Summary: Dream gets himself stuck upside down in his own trap. George and Sapnap find this quite entertaining. 

Words: 1k

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Dream swung himself by his legs, his sword merely grazing his fingertips as it taunted him on the ground below. He was embarrassed, and even more so irritated at his negligence at setting up this trap, especially since he managed to get himself stuck in it. What was originally meant for George and Sapnap during training was now wrapped tightly around his ankle and dangling him mere feet from the ground. 

He was held up by spiderwebs, which while normally he never thinks twice about when destroying them with his sword, were now way too strong all on their own. How is it that the webs could hold up his entire weight, even with his struggling? He supposed that’s why he chose them in the first place, perfect for trapping his two best friends. It wasn’t as funny now that it was him. 

“Dream? Where the hell are you? We’re supposed to start training soon!” The sound of George’s voice resonated through the forest. Okay now it was definitely not funny anymore. 

“I’m not here!” Dream answered back, voice slightly strained. He heard two sets of footprints make their way towards him and he realized that meant Sapnap was here too. Damn it! This was so embarrassing. 

“Pfft- Dream?” This time it was Sapnap’s voice, just like he guessed. Dream looked over to the side in order not to look at his friends walking towards him. 

“Look.. I, I don’t wanna talk about it. Just get me down.” “Was this supposed to be for us?!” George exclaimed and Dream scowled. There went all his plans down the drain.

“Look can you guys just…let me down? I won’t use this during an actual manhunt. It’s ruined anyways. And then we never have to talk about this moment ever again” Dream swung himself left and right to show just how stuck he was, as if it wasn’t obvious already.

George giggled, “There’s no way we’re not discussing this later haha. How did this even happen?!” He maneuvered around Dream to try and assess the situation from behind. While doing so, he gently, or as gently as he could with all the trees around, grabbed a hold of the speedrunner’s waist. To all three of their surprise, the trapped man yelped quietly, and tried to wiggle George’s hands off. Dream went very still then, hoping maybe if he just didn’t move the others wouldn’t comment on what just happened. It was too bad he couldn’t see well enough above him to notice the large and knowing smirks on his two best friend’s faces. 

Sapnap spoke up first, “There is no way you got yourself into this predicament as ticklish as you are Dream, honestly,” he scoffed playfully. George was already excitingly poking around Dream’s sides. 

“Nohoho guys, wait seriously? Juhuhust gehet me dohown!” Dream begged, but Sapnap only added to the pokes. He grabbed Dream’s sides as well and turned him around to face him. Dream giggled dizzily at the sudden movement. His eyes could only meet Sapnap’s waist. He looked down to try and see his friend’s face. “Nohohoho hehehehe.” He laughed, a small hint of excitement in his voice. Both George and Sapnap of course picked up on this. 

“I said no hahaha!” Dream’s pleas fell to deaf ears when finally George decided to dig in. He wiggled his fingers up and down his sides and underneath his ribs, all of which were at perfect height for George’s mean fingers. 

“Wait for me dude what the hell!” Sapnap instead went for Deram’s hips. He used his thumbs at first, making quick little circles around where he could feel the bones. But eventually he grew tired of that and resorted to pinching above, below, and right in the dips of his hips to get the best reactions. 

Dream reacted accordingly too. He swung his arms in different directions to try and reach any of the hands currently torturing his nerves. Being upside down already made it hard to differentiate left from right or up from down, not to mention how dizzy he was getting. 

“Guys PLehehehease! Thihis is unfahahahair!” As he whined, George decided to cease his friend's flailing arms by targeting his armpits. “GEOrge! Hahahaha!” 

“What was that? Hm?” Sapnap giggled as he continued tickling his poor friend’s hips. Dream arched his back as best he could but it was just no use. He was stuck there, dangling, only able to plead with his tormentors. Eventually he just allowed his arms to dangle. It just took too much energy to lift them, and he was losing energy fast. Even with the fingers torturing the nerves under his arms, he just couldn’t get them up.

“HEHEhehehhe guhuhuhHUYS!” Dream shook his head. With all the movement his shirt had fallen down, exposing his entire mid drift. Dream screamed when George excitedly began raking his nails up and down his bare sides. With this, tears finally hit Dream’s eyes and he cackled and squirmed. “WHY AHAHAHAHAHA!” 

“Because you’re just so adorable! And besides this was originally gonna be a trap for us. Don’t George and I deserve some revenge?”

“IHIHIHI- IhihiIHI dihihihin’t eheheheven trahahahap yohohohou!”

“Yeah well you were going to! It’s the thought that counts.” George piped up. He was still running his nails up and down. Every once in a while he’d reach around to tickle Dream’s bare tummy, scratching around his belly button. This was Dream’s limit. 

“OKAHAHAHAY IHIHIHIM SOHOHOHORRY! STAHAHAHAHAP!”

Sapnap sighed and stopped his tickling. “Alright George come on let’s cut him loose.” George in turn just pouted, giving Dream’s stomach a last few squeezes before ceasing. Dream breathed deeply and continued to giggle. He was so dizzy and all over the place it felt like. The blood had rushed to his head with all the squirming. 

He felt George wrap his arms around him in a tight hug and then heard the sound of a sword cutting web. He fell, but not far, the arms around him keeping him from hitting the ground head first. He was laid gently on the ground where he continued to laugh softly.

“Yohou guys suhuck.”

“Yeah whatever you deserved it,” George ruffled Dream’s hair. “At the very least you deserve it for being so ticklish,” “Shuhuhuhut!”

They postponed their manhunt training for later in the day. Dream needed time to brainstorm a different trap now anyways. No way was he going to make the same mistake again.

[ekaniteevie]

I need more GeorgeNotFound tickle fics, im begging

[wishitweresummer]

Apple Picking

Dream Team Ficlet

Word count: 913

“I swear to god I will kill both of you.”, Dream hissed in the direction of the two giggling menaces. He cursed himself, knowing his blush was undercutting his threatening tone.

“Just get us some apples.”, George grinned and shoved Dream towards one of the trees.

“No! You get them!”.

“You’re an idiot. You know we can’t reach.”, Sapnap said before crossing his arms.

“Are you making fun of us?”.

“Of course not! I ju-“.

“Then get us apples!”, George shoved him again.

The second Dream reached up for a dangling apple, tickling hands were at his sides again.

“Stop!”, he squealed embarrassingly loud. He whipped around and grabbed the offending hands; Sapnap.

“I want the apple!”, he whined, eyes glinting happily at Dream’s state.

“Then stop…ugh!”, Dream looked around and wanted to disappear under the few fleeting glances from people around them.

Their apple basket was empty. Empty. The plan was to go home with apples and bake an apple pie on stream.

“You have to stop so I can get an apple.”, he whispered.

“Sure!”, Sapnap peeped as he stepped back and shook off Dream’s hold. They had been through this about ten times now. George was grinning like a wolf and eyeing him down mischievously. Dream had to hold back a whine.

“George. No.”, he whispered. George only smirked and creeped closer. Dream huffed softly. This was so ridiculous. The problem with George is he never seemed to respond to future threats. He would attack him now, even if it meant his demise later tonight. And Dream was too flustered to shove him or tickle him back right now with people around. “George.”, he warned again.

“What am I supposed to tell chat when we don’t have apples for the stream tonight?”.

“I don’t care, it’s your stream.”.

“Then I’ll tell them the truth.”, George shrugged.

“You’re such an idiot.”, Dream turned around quickly and grabbed for some apples, going for quantity to hopefully get this over quicker. Small hands were stuffed into his armpits before he could get his hands on any and he snapped his arms back down with a loud cry. He burst into giggles as he stumbled back and knocked into George roughly. Dramatically, he fell to the dirt.

That drew a lot more eyes. Sapnap laughed as he helped a giggling George back up to his feet.

“You pushed me!”.

“George, shut up! I didn’t push you!”, Dream whisper-shouted. His face was burning as he tried to ignore the lingering buzzing sensations from George’s rough touch. “You two are driving me crazy!”.

As true as the statement was, he had to fight the smile that threatened to form from how playful his friends were being. It was relentless and annoying…but he loved them.

He turned and went to reach for the apples, but the other two flanked him and he felt the next tickle attack coming.

“Oh my god!”, he pinned his arms to his sides again before turning around. George and Sapnap put their hands behind their backs and tried to look innocent.

He dropped his face in his hands and groaned into them.

“We are never gonna get any apples.”, he said right into the palms of his hands. A few sudden pokes to his sides sent him squeaking and jumping back.

“Guys!”, he smacked away the sneaky hands and stomped his feet. He felt like a kid, brimming with energy and giggles from how stupid his friends were being.

“C’mon…” he muttered, eyeing both his best friends and feeling cornered against the tree. He tilted his head a little in thought and suddenly kicked his leg back into the trunk of it. Nothing happened. There was no fucking way he was lifting his arms again. The other two giggled at his failure.

He eyed George’s small frame and made grabby hands.

“C’mere George, let me lift you up.”.

“No!”, the older stepped back and his eyes widened. The giggles escaping his lips were giddy though, so Dream grabbed for him anyway. George shrieked and fought the large hands enclosing around his waist. “Dream!”. He laughed and squirmed, trying and failing to get down.

“Get the apples, Georgie!”, Dream laughed as he held up the struggling man. They were both on the verge of collapsing with how George was thrashing. Close by, Sapnap giggling hysterically at the scene.

“Is everything okay over here?”, a new voice suddenly interrupted them and George was dropped with a squeak. The three boys struggled to calm their flustered giggles, assuring the concerned worker everything was fine. They had been in their own world and hadn’t realized how much of a scene they were creating.

While George was fixing his clothes and Sapnap was stood there watching the worker walk away, Dream quickly spun around and finally grabbed a bunch of apples from the tree.

“Idiots…”, Dream said quietly and walked between them with the basket of apples.

“Are they good ones?”, George caught up quickly and tried to tilt the basket so he could see them.

“You’re going to get whatever I grabbed!”.

“How many do we even need for a pie! Is this enough!”, Sapnap leaned in from the other side, walking in step with Dream.

“I’ll DoorDash more if we don’t have enough!”, Dream held the basket to his chest protectively as he headed towards the car.

In his head, he was already laying out his plan of attack for when George’s stream was over.

[awkwardtickleetoo]

Love Me Knot

helloooo everyone!! this is the fic for this ask from @sleepy--anon that i mentioned was going to be a full fic!! i didn’t intend for it to be a full fic when i first got it but i really just had too much in my mind to make it cohesive enough for an ask soooo fic it is!!

also make sure to check out @mushiewrites’s answer for this ask here bc i definitely stole a decent amount of details from his answer as well lmaooo

but either way, hope everyone likes this unnecessary fic <3

lee!dream, ler!sapnap, ler!george, 2.9k words

enjoy!

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can you come to my room for a sec

i need help hanging something up

Dream watched the text message pop up on his phone screen as he sat at his computer, switching diligently between his editing software and his email. He picked up the phone, typing out a quick ‘sure’ before placing it back down on the desk and heading upstairs.

When he got there, Sapnap’s door was already half open, so he pushed it the rest of the way and looked inside. Sapnap was kneeling on the bed, looking at him before he even stepped into the room, and he furrowed his eyebrows at the strange look he was given.

“Hi?” He said as he took a few more steps forward.

“Hey, you,” Sapnap replied, smiling sweetly at him. He returned the smile, calmed by it, assuming the previous expression was just a result of him waiting for Dream to arrive. He walked forward more, now in front of the bed, tapping his thigh with his fingers.

“So… what did you need help with?”

“Oh! Right. Well, uh…” Sapnap started, sitting up on his knees and crossing his ankles under him, and only then did Dream notice him reach behind him, movements slow, like there was something behind his back that he didn’t want him to see. Dream narrowed his eyes, his suspicions returning, trying to tilt his head to see behind Sapnap, but he kept blocking the view. “So… I was, y’know, I was looking online and I saw– I saw this cool picture of, like… of how someone had hung up… a poster…“ Sapnap spoke slowly, subtly glancing behind Dream, only making him more confused. He furrowed his eyebrows again, a puzzled look on his face, starting to turn around to follow his eyes.

“What are you loo–”

Then, out of absolutely nowhere, there was a loud scream and something was crashing into Dream’s back, making him yell out in shock as he was tackled face first onto the bed.

“AHH—!“ He screamed, attempting to get a grasp on the situation and figure out what was happening, but he heard the signature sound of laughter that he recognized immediately– not just Sapnap’s, but George’s as well. “WH– GEORGE?!” He yelled, surprised that he was even there.

He attempted to turn himself over, but it became immediately apparent to him that he was not able to do so– actually, he wasn’t able to move at all.

He let out a gasp at the realization, squirming as much as he could, still caught completely off guard and more confused than he had ever been. Sapnap and George were both on top of him, Sapnap sitting on the back of his thighs and George on his lower back. His knees were held together between Sapnap’s thighs as he wrapped an arm around his ankles to hold them up, and his hands were pinned behind his back by George.

“WHAT IS�� WHAT–” He twisted his shoulders, trying uselessly to buck his hips against the bed or knock either of them off, but nothing seemed to work. He turned his head to the side, and suddenly his eyes locked on the very thing he had been trying to see earlier.

Several coils of rope sitting on the bed next to him.

He didn’t know what they were planning, but whatever it was, he was screwed.

“No–“ He muttered, his breathing growing more and more panicked as he thrashed with much more urgency. “No, no, no, please– please, wha-whatever you’re gonna do—!” He cut himself off with a frustrated groan when he couldn’t throw either of them off. Usually, that wouldn’t be a problem for him at all, being much bigger and stronger than both of them individually or combined, but being so caught off guard and pinned in such a compromising position made it nearly impossible for him to gain any leverage at all, and it was nowhere near enough to push himself back up.

He watched them each grab one of the ropes, and his heart dropped as he felt them begin to tie them around his wrists and ankles.

“NO! NO, nonono, come ON– WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU GUYS?!” Dream tried to get their attention, but it only made them both laugh at his struggle. He groaned again, frustration growing as he strained against their hands and the ropes, curling his toes and clenching his fists as he tried everything in his power to get free, but it only made them push even further. Sapnap pulled on the ropes, tightening them around his ankles and making him gasp in surprise, before tying it off and rubbing his fingers over the knot to admire his work. “What– what are you guys even doing, I– what is the point of this!”

“There’s no point. We just felt like messing with you,” George explained, tightening and tying off his section of rope as a finishing thought, and Dream groaned again. They both pushed themselves off him, leaving him free to squirm and twist his limbs in the rope, a sad and unsuccessful attempt to free himself. He let out a sigh and rolled his eyes, smiling fondly at their antics despite the fact that they were essentially holding him hostage.

“Cool, congratulations, you’re both idiots, are you entertained? Can I go back to doing my job now?” Dream asked, trying to be cold, though his tone was too soft to warrant it.

“Hmmm… nah, we’re not done with you yet,” George said with a smirk, earning another defeated groan from the man below him. Before Dream could ask what he meant, he felt a strong hand grip the rope around his ankles and pull them up again, holding them in place through his squirming. He watched George take the last piece of rope and hand it over to Sapnap, and it took him less than a second to realize what was about to happen, but Sapnap was already looping it around his binds to tie them together, pressing one knee into Dream’s back to keep him in place as he worked..

“Oh, fuck off!” He complained, squirming harder to try and stop the new tie from happening, but Sapnap was quick and Dream was already totally helpless in his current position. Sapnap tied off the rope, pulling it tight to make sure it was secure, earning another gasp from Dream when he yanked on it, which made them both giggle again. Sapnap moved his knee, letting Dream squirm as much as he wanted– well, as much as he could, really, which wasn’t much more than a few inches in any direction.“This is so STUPID!” He grumbled again, frustration coursing through his veins at how trapped he was, using it as fuel to ignore the tingles in his chest and the butterflies in his tummy as the compromising position.

“Not for us, I think this is awesome, look what I can do now!” Sapnap said, and suddenly there were fingers scratching at the soles of his socked feet, and he squealed in surprise before falling into high pitched laughter.

“AH! Okahahay! Ohokahay!” He said through laughter, slightly muffled as he buried his face partially in the pillow underneath him, already flushed and warm from both embarrassment and his struggling. “N– ahaha, stohohop!” He pleaded, curling his toes, twisting and turning his ankles as much as he could to try and kick off the offending fingers. He yanked at his wrists as well, flexing his fingers as the tickling stopped, and he felt Sapnap’s fingers intertwine with his as he gently grasped his hand. He let out residual giggles as he turned his head to the side, squeezing Sapnap’s hand in appreciation. “Gohod– okay, congratulations, yohou’ve– you got what you wanted, are you done?”

“Nah,” Sapnap replied, squeezing Dream’s hand once more before letting go. “That isn’t even what we wanted to do, it was just too good to pass up.”

“Oh my god,” Dream groaned, rolling his eyes again, and then he felt a hand on his shoulder and one on his thigh. “What– OH, my god!” Dream yelped as he felt himself being moved, and the hands on his body turned him onto his side. He groaned at the new position, squirming and thrashing in hopes that it would give him more leverage, but it actually seemed to do the opposite. He sighed, breathing heavily as he recovered from another round of struggling, and he had no choice but to accept the new position– on his side, his back to the other two, both of them looming over him with smug smiles on their faces. “I hate both of you. So much,” Dream said in an annoyed tone, shaking the hair out of his face.

“That’s okay, we know. Ready to hate us more?” George said, and before Dream got a chance to respond, there were nails scratching at the center of his tummy over his t-shirt. He gasped, eyes wide, as he looked down immediately at the offending hand– George’s, he noticed, but Sapnap’s weren’t much farther away, and he didn’t expect them to stay that way– and the feeling began to register in his mind.

“Oh, shit– wahahait– fuck–” He spoke quietly, very quickly realizing how horrible his current position actually was, every nerve ending under his skin lighting up like fireworks as the scratching motion continued. “Stop, stohohop, stopstopstop–“ His panic grew stronger, his tummy jumping under the touch, and he was unable to squirm or push away from the sensation at all. Dream shifted his hips, trying to curl his legs forward or tuck in his shoulders, anything to shift the forced arch of his back, but nothing seemed to work.

With every push of his legs, there was a pull on his arms, which only pushed his tummy out more forcefully, making him squeal and push in the opposite direction. His laughter was consistent now, growing from light and airy giggles to breathy laughs that made him gasp, which very quickly turned completely breathless as George’s other hand joined the mix.

“Oh gohohod, oh god, plehehehease!” He begged, his chest rising and falling heavily as he tried to compose himself, to show that it wasn’t getting to him at all and they could totally just give up and let him go, but he had no such luck. “Thihihihis ihis soho mehehean!”

“We know,” Sapnap said fondly, trailing his hands up to join George’s, gently tugging Dream’s shirt up to expose his bare skin, giggling as they both watched his tummy flutter at the cool air that blew over it.

“Nahahaha!” Dream giggled, scrunching his nose up at the new sensation, instinctively sucking his stomach in as much as he could, though it didn’t do much to help him.

George’s nails began to scratch under his shirt now, pushing the hem up even further as they stayed around the same spot and explored around the middle of his tummy and over the front of his ribs, which just so happened to be conveniently pushed forward for him to play with. Dream couldn’t hold in the squeak he let out, biting his lip in embarrassment before grumbling and whining all over again.

“C’mohohohon– nohoho, this suhuhucks– AH!” Dream helped again, this time because of George’s nails reaching the spot below his ribs on the side of his tummy closest to the bed. His squirming kicked up again, more frantic now, as he tried to twist his wrists and turn himself back onto his stomach to shield himself from the unbearable feeling. “Oh myhy gohohod– ahaha, plehehehease!” George laughed at his pleading, keeping up the motion as he pulled his other hand back, using it to grab onto Dream’s elbow and pull him back, pressing down on his upper arm to push his chest out and keep him firmly in place– which Dream did not appreciate whatsoever. “Nohohoho!”

“Aw, Dreamie,” Sapnap mocked, a fake pout on his face as he pulled Dream’s hip back to adjust him as well. He let his fingers trace over Dream’s side, trailing down to the side of his tummy, both hands scratching at the spot just next to his belly button and making him fall into squeals and cackles. “What’s wrong?”

“I cahahan’t dohoho anyhythihihing!” Dream whined, squirming desperately against the binds and bodies holding him in place, trying to kick or push or thrash away from the ticklish feeling that spread through his whole nervous system, but he was completely trapped. All he could do was shake and tremble under their cruel nails, scratching non-stop at his sensitive tummy, shaking his head as his curls fell over his face.

“We know,” George mirrored Sapnap’s earlier words, readjusting his grip on Dream’s arm and using his other hand to hold his shoulder.

Then, Sapnap’s hands moved downward to the waistband of his pajama bottoms, and he began scratching and scribbling his nails over his whole lower stomach, squeezing at the spots near his hips every so often, giggling as Dream yelped and broke out into loud, helpless laughter.

“AH— NOHOHO! Nohohoho, nonono, plehehease, please, stohohop!” Dream thrashed as much as he could, his movements much more frantic this time, but still yielding the same results as always, nearly nothing. “PLEASE, I cahahahan’t–!” He begged, squeezing his eyes shut and causing them to tear up from how tight they were closed. His face was still bright red and burning hot, his breathing still heavy and his throat starting to get dry from it. “Sahapnahahap PLEHEASE, stohohop! I cahahan’t tahahake ihit!”

“Aww, you can’t take it, cutie?” Sapnap teased, and Dream nodded frantically at the question. “You don’t really have a choice,” He finished, making Dream groan and whine, laughing breathlessly when Sapnap’s hands moved to scratch up and down his tummy instead. He couldn’t stop the way his back arched even further that the feeling, a shiver running down his spine, and he let out a sound somewhere between a gasp, a growl, and a whine.

“Hmm– ah!” Dream curled his shoulders in more, hiding his face in the pillow again, catching his breath and letting out airy giggles at the different sensation. He had to admit, it felt kind of nice after the cruel tickles he had just been given, and he wouldn’t really mind if Sapnap continued like that for a while.

But, as he anticipated, Sapnap moved right back to scratching at his lower tummy, and he broke into loud and desperate laughter once again.

“FUCK– nahahaha!” He whined, throwing his head back and forth, his only outlet to get his energy out. “Cohome OHOHOHON, Sahahapnahap!” He complained, finally able to wrench his arm out of George’s grasp so he could twist his body to be flat again, able to fully bury his face in the blankets as he laughed.

“Okay, okay, fine,” Sapnap chuckled as he let go of the bound man below him, unable to keep his fond giggles in as Dream let out his leftover ones, muffled into the blanket he was hidden in. “You good down there, giggles?”

“You guys are actually so stupid,” He muttered, shifting slightly so his voice wouldn’t be muffled. “What even made you think of this shit?”

“Uh… I dunno, actually…” Sapnap replied, resting his hand on Dream’s back and rubbing soothingly up and down his spine.

“Yeah, I think we were just bored and wanted to mess with you,” George explained, subtly reaching forward to fiddle with Dream’s fingers where his bound hands rested near his lap. He could see Dream smile at the action, wordlessly hooking his finger with George’s in acknowledgment before letting him play with them how he wanted.

“I hate you guys so much,” Dream repeated, tone betraying him once again, and the room was silent for a few moments as everyone began to relax.

Well, until Dream delivered a necessary reminder.

“Are you guys gonna like… untie me?”

“OH!” Both men jumped into action at once, all three of them laughing at the situation as they quickly removed the rope from Dream’s wrists and ankles. As soon as he was free, he turned onto his back and stretched his body out, groaning as he felt the tension in his shoulders, hips, and knees that had formed from the position disappear.

He let out a sigh and relaxed against the bed, looking up at the other two and reaching his arms out to them. Sapnap reacted immediately, vaulting himself over to Dream’s other side and curling up beside him, smiling when he wrapped his arm around his shoulder and let his thumb rub gently over his hoodie. George didn’t move as quickly, even when Dream gave him grabby hands and his signature puppy eyes, so Dream threw his arm around George and yanked him down instead, earning a squeak in response as George fell next to him. He chuckled, mumbling a small, “that’s better,” and he ruffled George’s hair before he felt him finally relax into his arms.

George carefully pulled up the fuzzy throw blanket on Sapnap’s bed, covering their legs and getting comfortable where he was yanked to lay, and he couldn’t stop his eyes from slipping shut in the calming atmosphere.

“So, when do I get to do that to you guys?”

[fluffallamaful]

him and his tickly neck <3

two things:

his laugh 🫶🏼💓💕💕💓💘🩷

saying “ow” when it clearly tickles

[mushiewrites]

Ok, I went a little crazy thinking about this

Dream would absolutely loose his mind, stuck on his side, hogtied, cause there is absolutely no way he can protect his poor tummy, especially if his ler is sat behind him, holding him on his side so he can't roll on his front.

I can imagine Sap and George taking full advantage of this opportunity, not having to worry about accidental injuries caused by flailing.

"Can't take it cutie~?" You don't really have a choice~"

okay this. this has been sitting here for a while because Reasons <3 but holy cow. this concept? chefs kiss. dreams poor tummy 🫠

he'd have no way to escape or block anything...he's just completely at their mercy....

just imagine it.

somehow, george and sapnap convince dream to let them tie him up. they dont tell him how, but they give him the biggest puppy dog eyes and beg him nicely, praising him and telling him how he's always so good for them, and how much fun they have playing with him. and dream folds almost instantly. he can't say no to them, he loves them so so much!

and now he's on his side, hands behind his back, legs bent up and all four limbs tied together. sapnap is behind him with a grip on the rope, holding it down against the bed and preventing dream from turning over to block his now very open and vulnerable tummy. he whimpers when george appears in front of him, slowly lifting up his shirt and giggling nervously when he feels the cool air hit his skin

"what do we have here?"

and before dream can ask what george means, he feels light fingers tracing over his scar above his right hip. he jolts forward, a squeal flying out of him before he can stop it. sapnap uses his free hand to grab onto dream's right elbow, pushing down on it slightly to keep him still as george explores the dark purple lightning bolt along dreams skin. and strangely enough, dream has never been subjected to such light tickling there before. and it's...devastating, to say the least. he's thrashing as much as he can in such an immobilizing position, twitching his torso forward and back, moving his hips from side to side with the little leniency he has. but it's no use - george's light tickling just keeps going and going. and finally, when the fingers stop tracing, he's able to take in gulps of air. he thinks it's over.

then he feels fingertips tracing his lower tummy. he knows hes fucked. dream screams out when george circles the middle of his tummy, pleading and begging for the tickles to stop. but does george stop?

absolutely not.

george just giggles and adds his other hand into the mix, now squeezing up and down his sides as dream cries out in a panic. george moves his fingers over the sides of dream's tummy and it makes him shriek, and now he's really moving between the two. sapnap sits up on his knees and leans his body weight over dream's limbs, successfully stopping him from moving at all. now george is free to explore the rest of dreams tummy, paying close attention to the edges of his bellybutton as he traces a finger around it. dream is in shambles. he has tears in his eyes and his face is bright red from laughing so hard. he can't plead, he can't beg, he can only laugh and laugh and laugh as his poor little tummy is tortured with tickles.

they're both teasing him, telling him how cute he is, pointing out how awful it must be to not be able to move, to be stuck, forced to take the tickling.

"look at him trying to get away, sapnap! he's so cute, thinking he can escape!"

"where are you trying to go, cutie? you're stuck here with us - you're stuck with the tickles."

"his tummy is jumping! that must mean he likes it!"

then george changes tactics. he goes back to lightly tracing over dream's lower tummy again, and dream is near hysterics. george know's he can't possibly take much more, but there's no safeword said, and he's always one to push the limits anyway, so he continues.

george finds the spot just above his hips and presses his thumbs in deep, making slow circles and driving dream to silent laughter. not even a second later his safeword is called, and finally the torment is over. sapnap works on untying him while george runs a hand through his hair, praising him and cooing over how good of a job he did, how well dream took the tickles, how good he is

dream's curls are a mess from flailing and shaking his head against the sheets. his cheeks are wet with tears from his laughter, and george uses both thumbs to wipe them away, rubbing soothingly under his eyes on his upper cheekbones. when he's finally untied, sapnap and george rub where the rope was securing him, gently soothing his wrists and ankles with gentle touches and plenty of kisses. this of course sends dream into light giggles, and the two can't help but pull him in a big cuddle pile, continuing to play with his hair as they hold him close. they take turns kissing his cheeks, his temples, the top of his head - anywhere they can to make him blush. they trace over his back, and within minutes dream is asleep, too exhausted to threaten the revenge they both know is coming.

[sleepy--anon]

Day 5: Teases/Ghost tickles

Prompts found here

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Sapnap felt a little mischievous today, and who was the perfect target? A cute tall blonde that is very clearly in a lee mood. He had been messing with him all day, small brushes in passing, grabbing his sides to move behind him, little prodes that could be played off as accidental or innocent, squeezing his knee/thigh under the table, working the word tickle into almost every sentence, vague teases that would only be caught if you were really listening. Dream felt like he was tingling from the inside out. He woke up in a lee mood, it wasn't that bad, he could ignore it and go about his day, but Sapnap must've clocked it and made it his mission to make it worse. Dream laid, on his front, on his bed groaning flusteredly into his pillow. He could feel the heat radiating off his face as he attempted to rub the tingles away. He didn't even hear his door open and shut, so the sudden flip and pin was beyond startling.

"Hi Pretty~" Sapnap purred, taking in Dream’s flustered appearance, giving him a minute to register that it's just him and not an intruder. When he felt Dream relax he pressed a quick kiss to his glabella, immediately after, leaning down towards his flushed ear.

"Have you been daydreaming the tickles you know are coming from me...eventually~? Can you feel them Dream~?" Sapnap whispered breathily, feeling Dream squirm beneath him. He whimpered quietly, turning his head as far from him as he could.

"Can you feel my fingers fluttering along your way too ticklish tummy~? Or maybe you feel me squeezing your meaty thighs~ or perhaps you feel my nails on your feet~"

"StohohoOHOP tahahahalking!" Dream whined, trying to curl in on himself but only hitting his knees on Sapnap’s back. He could feel everything and then some. The feelings amplifing the longer he talked, like the vibrations of his voice were giving them power. Sapnap chuckled darkly in his ear, causing him to scrunch.

"Oh sweet boy~ when I stop talking, you start screaming~ so I think you probably want me to keep talking for a while~"

[sapnapstummy]

tickle idea where sapnap and george are boxing and sapnap keeps winning, so he jokingly lets george win. and george brags and walks around the house in his boxing gloves for like two days boasting about his "epic win" angsjsnt sapnap. and he and dream team up to tickle the hell out of him while his hands are trapped in the boxing gloves and are extra easy to hold down. and dream and sapnap are all like "we thought you were the boxing champion, what happened?" and george cant stop laughing