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Sleepy Experiments

It is officially lee!George week! :D I'm so excited I finally got to do something like this - I've had this idea since @fluffallamaful did an incredible lee!Dream MONTH last June, and truthfully I've wanted to do this since last August but....better late than never, right? 😇 I also wanna just thank @awkwardtickleetoo for helping me with everything - prompts, ideas, proof reading, etc. Cal is literally there for me always and Im so grateful for him, he truly is my lil knight ):

day 1 - soft tickles / prompts found here!

(lee!George / ler!Dream : 3.8K words)

“Dream! Stohop!” George was met with yet another poke to his side, jerking his body to the left to escape Dream’s finger. He let out a sigh in fake frustration, fully aware that Dream was bound to become bored as they’d been attempting to nap with no success for a little while now. George had almost drifted to sleep multiple times, but every single time he did, he was met with a poke from the restless blonde boy.

“George! I cahan’t!” The elder couldn’t help but giggle at the mocking as Dream leaned his cheek against his right palm, elbow propped onto the bed beside him while he wiggled his free pointer finger in the air in front of George’s face to tease him. The brunette quickly swatted it away, making Dream let out a huff of amused air through his nose before making a move to poke George again. “Just a little!”

“Nohoho! Leave mehehe alone!” 

“Come on, Georgie, please? I promise I’ll be reaaaaally gentle. And maybe it’ll help me sleep!” Dream stuck out his bottom lip as far as it would go as he held out his words, the pout matching the puppy dog eyes he was using to melt the Brit. George let his head fall back onto the pillow beneath him, letting out a groan and bringing his right arm up to cover his eyes to prevent him from seeing how closely Dream was focusing on him. 

“I- I mean- why? Just- …ugh, fine.” George winced when Dream let out a squeal of excitement, dropping his arm back against the blankets and cracking an eye open to see Dream quickly push himself into a kneeling position beside him. “You have to be so gentle though, Dream! I mean it! One wrong move and you’re done.”

“I promise to be so gentle!” The blonde smiled at the warning, tapping George’s thigh twice before continuing. “Do you mind turning over for me, George?” 

George felt his cheeks fill with warmth, nodding his head with a quiet whine as he adjusted himself to lay on his tummy. He felt the familiar weight of the younger boy settling on the back of his thighs, jumping slightly when Dream hooked two fingers under his shirt and began revealing the pale skin beneath it. He felt goosebumps spread across the expanse of his back as the cool air blanketed every inch of it, making him squirm slightly with a shiver and growling at Dream when he giggled at the involuntary movement. 

“Do you really have to lift my shirt up for this?” His voice was more high pitched than he expected it to be and swallowed thickly, looking over his shoulder at Dream and coughing slightly to adjust it back to the normal tone. “I mean, it seems a bit excessive.” 

Dream let out a scoff at the passive protest, tilting his head slightly to the right when he saw the tips of George’s ears turning a light pink. He chuckled as he continued to slowly drag the black T-shirt up until it was sitting just below the bottom of his shoulder blades. George felt the fabric glide lightly across his skin when Dream released his grip, making him squirm briefly at the soft tickly feeling. 

“Oh George, if that bothered you, how are you gonna handle the actual tickles?” Dream cooed, smiling as the smaller boy began to squirm a little more at the thought of the soft tickles that awaited him. Dream swiped a pointer finger just below both his shoulder blades and chuckled when the smaller boy screeched, pushing his face into the pillow and muffling a nervous giggle that he couldn’t keep in any longer.

“Wahatch it! I can stop this right now, you know!” George threatened as he adjusted his arms, folding them underneath the pillow before laying his head back down against the soft fabric. 

“What?! No! Please don’t!” The tone of his voice sent a small dagger into George’s chest, melting him instantly. He knew that Dream was fully joking, but the fake hurt in the younger’s voice made George want to let Dream tickle him forever.

“I…I won’t,” He sighed in defeat. “Just…be careful, okay?” 

George was met with a small chuckle in response, giggling himself when he felt Dream’s fingers touch down just under his shoulder blades and wiggle lightly against the warm skin there. He twisted his fists up into the pillowcase, squeezing the fabric between his fingers in an attempt to keep his arms raised.

Dream continued to softly skitter his fingers over George’s back, spreading his hands further apart to trail up and down the sides of his spine. He arched into the bed as Dream’s right pointer finger traced back up his spine and between his shoulder blades, giggling harder and kicking his feet against the covers a few times to relieve some of the tickly energy that was coursing through his body.

“You’re cute when you’re all squirmy like this.” The blonde stated, no teasing tone to be found in his voice. This only further proved to fluster George as his face grew hotter, making him turn to fully bury his face into the pillow. 

“Shuhut up!” George’s giggles were quickly morphed to cackles as Dream used both pointer fingers to walk under his shirt, scratching lightly at the sides of his armpits and following George whichever way he twisted. 

“It’s the truth! What am I supposed to do, lie to you?” Dream giggled from his spot on George’s thighs, flattening his palms and dragging them slowly down before spidering his fingers along the boy’s lower back. The brunette jumped in surprise at the sudden tickling, giggling harder and visibly struggling more and more the longer Dream focused there.

“Ahaha, please! I- Dreheheam! Gehehentle, plehease!” 

“Thihis is gentle! I’m not sure I could get any more gentle if I tried!” Despite his rebuttal, Dream pressed his palms down again into the pink skin of George’s lower back and began rubbing to help soothe the tingly feeling. 

“Thahahank you!” George’s laughter was slowly calming down, the pitch raised into tiny squeaks but becoming less frequent as the time passed. Dream felt his own cheeks filling with heat at the reply, rarely experiencing that level of politeness from the Brit. He leaned his body slightly to the left  to look at George, feeling his stomach fill with butterflies at how wide his smile was, and how happy he looked with his eyes squeezed and nose scrunched. 

“Anything for you, my little prince.” He was met with a high pitched whine followed by chirpy giggles, making Dream’s tiny grin grow into a full blown toothy grin.

After sitting back on George’s thighs again, adjusting himself to balance comfortably, Dream used his pointer and middle fingers from both hands and slowly walked them up George’s back, pressing in and wiggling slightly as they continued their journey from his lower back to just under his shoulder blades once more.

“I didn’t realize how sensitive your back was, Georgie. And here I am, just thinking I was the only one cursed with this weakness!” He continued to speak as he made little swirls with his fingers on the sides of George’s back, careful to not tickle too much over his back ribs in fear of disturbing the smaller boy’s state of sleepy bliss he was caught in. “I hope you know I’ll remember this.” 

“Whahahatever!” The brunette exclaimed, wiggling slightly as the soft tickling continued under his shirt and around his shoulder blades. He scrunched his shoulders up as high as they would go, shaking his head back and forth as tickly circles were drawn around the sensitive bones of his upper back, hugging the pillow as tightly as he could as a source of comfort.

The younger boy hummed in response, a smile clear in the tone as he removed his hands from under the shirt and made his way back down to the dimples of George’s back, tracing and skittering all ten of his fingers as he went. As much as he loved the sound of George’s cackling, squealing and giggling, he didn’t want to tire the boy out too soon. After another minute of gentle tickles around the sides of his lower back, Dream flattened his palms again and began to rub the entirety of George’s back, helping to calm him and work him through the giggles that continued to pour from him. 

Dream eventually made his way to George’s shoulders, helping relax them back down from being pressed up against his ears. He used his hands to squeeze the muscles there every few seconds, giving George a gentle massage as his giggles slowly dissolved. The blonde noticed how small George looked beneath him, his hands completely engulfing his shoulders and making Dream let out a chuckle at how tiny he actually was. George let out a contented sigh, ignoring the giggle and turning his head to lay his cheek on the blankets comfortably, closing his eyes just moments later. George could feel himself drifting off to sleep when suddenly his eyes shot open, Dream’s hands having moved closer to his neck and sending a horribly tickly sensation to his nerves. 

“Wait, whahat?! Nohoho!” The elder scrunched his shoulders up and attempted to block the sensitive muscle where his shoulders and base of his neck met, clearly surprised at how much it affected him. 

“Awh, what’s wrong, sweetheart, does someone have a sensitive neck?” 

“You knohohow I do!” 

The brunette buried his head into the blankets below him once again as he let out a squeal, feeling Dream’s fingers walking up the sides of his neck until he was directly under his ears on both sides. He began to gently flutter his fingers in the hypersensitive area, giggling to himself when George’s laughter rose in pitch until it was nothing but bright chirps and loud squeaks. 

“Listen to you, George! You’re like a little bird!” The older boy groaned through his giggles at the comment, not knowing whether to take it as a compliment or an insult. He didn’t have much time to dwell on that though as a tiny raspberry was suddenly placed below his right ear, making him screech and attempt to bring up his shoulder again. Unfortunately for George, Dream’s chin blocked it and another small raspberry was placed in the same spot. 

“NAHAHA P-PLEHEASE! G-Gehehentle, Dream!” 

The skitters against his skin turned into gentle rubs, taming George’s giggles almost instantly and allowing him to relax back into the touch.

“I know, I know. I just can’t help myself, George. You’re too cute when you get all scrunchy.” Dream giggled at his own words as he watched George melt into the blankets beneath him. He moved his pointer fingers to swipe at the shell of George’s ear to hear him squeal again before rubbing the ghost tickles out immediately after the action. 

“W-Well, you’re ahahan idiot!” 

“Maybe, but I’m your idiot. So that makes up for it, right?” 

George could hear the smirk in Dream’s voice and refused to answer out of spite, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing the stupid remark had made me smile, too. After a few more minutes of Dream soothingly rubbing over George’s shoulders, he tapped on the smaller boy’s back a few times to get his attention. 

“Is it okay if you turn onto your back for me? I wanna try something else.” The blonde was met with a small whine in response, but lifted himself slightly off of George’s thighs when Dream felt him begin to turn over anyway. Dream’s grin only grew when George flashed him a death glare, watching as he flopped himself down onto his back with an eye roll. 

“There. Happy?” 

Dream raised an eyebrow at the question as he looked George’s torso up and down, shaking his head slightly in disapproval as he lowered himself back onto George’s thighs. His eyes were glued to George’s shirt, which had fallen back down to cover his tummy as the smaller boy maneuvered himself just seconds before.

“I would be, but you messed up your shirt! Now I have to pull it up again.” Dream sighed in feigned annoyance. He made sure to meet George’s gaze as he slowly began to push his shirt up once again, this time stopping at the middle of his ribs and dragging his fingers down his sides once he was satisfied with the amount of tummy exposed. The brunette writhed with a high pitched giggle at the tracing on his sides, bringing his hands up to hide his face out of embarrassment. 

Dream slowly skittered his fingers lightly over George’s lower tummy, feeling the smaller boy squirm a little more than he had been as he kicked his feet pathetically against the bed behind him. The blonde used his pointer fingers to continue to trace up and down the sides of George’s tummy, listening to the many different types of giggles it produced while George continued to squirm. The elder did his best to try and allow the tickling, stopping his hands every time they moved from his face to try and grab Dream’s hands on instinct. 

“Do you know you scrunch your nose sometimes when you laugh?” Dream commented nonchalantly, making the blush from George’s cheeks spread to the tips of his ears and down the front of his neck. 

“I dohohn’t!” 

“And you blush like crazy. Right now you’re like a little rose, your cheeks are so red! It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen! My little blushy baby.”

“SHUT UHUHP!” George removed his hands from the safety of his own face and lunged forward, trying his best to clamp them over Dream’s mouth but squealing when his wrists were scooped up into one of the blonde’s big hands instead. 

“Oh, you want me to tickle your palms? You could’ve just asked, gorgeous!” Dream brought his chin down and began to lightly drag his beard over George’s palms, making him break out into bright cackles as he threw his head back. 

“N-Nahaha please! Nohohot there!” 

Dream knew that George had extremely sensitive palms, but also knew they worked incredibly well as melt spots when done correctly. Dream continued to slowly drag his chin back and forth over George’s hands until he felt the small fingers relax against his own cheeks, smiling and letting George press his fingers into them as he giggled along with the elder. 

“Dreheheam!” 

The blonde could tell that George was getting embarrassed, giggling quietly as he watched him squeeze his eyes shut while he attempted to hide his face into one of his shoulders. Dream decided to take pity on him, smile wide as he pulled back slightly to stop the tickling. 

“Okahay, okay. I guess I’m done experimenting....” Dream spoke with fake disappointment as moved his chin from its place hovering over George’s hands, holding them in his own and using both of thumbs to rub against George’s to help calm him. 

“Thahahank God.” He dropped his head back down against the pillow as he closed his eyes with a contented sigh, intending on allowing the rest of the giggles to run their course while he attempted to relax again. Dream raised an eyebrow at that, taking it as a small challenge and smirking when a new plan formed in his head.

“But actually, you know what? Maybe not!” Dream spoke suddenly, fingers releasing George’s hands and allowing both of his own to fall down to rest on the tops of his thighs.

“Wahahait, why?!” George felt a slight panic at the idea of more tickles after everything he’d already been put through, bringing his hands back to himself and crossing both arms over his torso for protection.

“I just realized I never got your poor little feet! How could I forget them, they need just as much attention as the rest of you, don’t they?”

“What?! Nohoho! We- We’re supposed tohoho be nahahapping!” George was quick to protest, launching his hands forward and gripping onto Dream’s wrists as tight as he could to keep him in place. Dream’s grin grew wider at that reaction, getting the desired results and deciding to continue the teasing.

“I could even do that thing you like so much!” Dream flashed him a smile as he ignored George’s words, only interested in continuing the topic he had introduced. George knew by asking he would only get more flustered, but he was too curious and too stubborn to allow Dream to get away with gatekeeping whatever thought he was currently having at his own expense. 

“...What thing…?” He was hesitant, his voice wavering when the question finally spilled out moments later. The blonde giggled brightly at that, pulling at his arms a little to feel that George still had a tight grasp on them.

“Well,” Dream began to explain, shrugging his shoulders as he thought for a moment before continuing. “You know that thing. The shoe thing! The one where I take one off and leave one on?”

“Dre- NMM HMM?!” George opened his mouth to speak, but Dream was quick to break out of the smaller boy’s grip, placing a hand over his mouth to muffle the protests as he continued. 

“To be gentle, of course! Not for any other reason. And then I’d take the one sock off, too. And I’d leave the other foot alone, still protected. Isn’t that nice of me, only focusing on one foot instead of two?”

George let go of the wrist he still was holding and grabbed the hand over his mouth, pulling it off and flinging it away from himself as far as Dream would let it go. He quickly brought his arms up and flung them over his face once again as he felt his cheeks grow hotter by the second. George was shaking his head quickly, not saying anything verbally out of fear his voice would sound small and weak from how flustered he was.

“You can relax, I’m just teasing. That’s a little too intense for you for it to be considered gentle, isn’t it, sweetheart? You’re just too ticklish and too flustered, huh?” 

“What?! Dream, just- whahatever, shut up!” George whined behind his arms, letting out a small hiccup in surprise when Dream gripped his elbows and lowered his arms to reveal his face. He opened his eyes and was met with bright green ones staring back, rolling his own and pushing at Dream’s chest to move him back slightly.

“Alrihight, angel, I’m done tormenting you…for now.” The blonde adjusted himself from straddling George’s thighs to kneeling next to him again, this time pressing his knees against George’s side in an attempt to stay connected. 

“More like forever.” George made a move to sit up as he mumbled under his breath, pushing himself up onto his elbows only to fall back against the bed suddenly when he felt rapid squeezes digging into his inner thighs. He let out a wail and thrashed around frantically, his legs kicking out and arms flailing in every direction. 

“NAHAHAHA! D-DREHEHEHEAM NOHOHO!” One of George’s hands gripped tightly into the comforter below him, pulling at it and trying his best to keep his arms to himself in an attempt to save himself from slapping Dream and making the tickling far worse than it already was.

The pinching stopped as quickly as it had started, allowing George to take in deep gulps of air as he continued to laugh himself silly. He pressed his knees together as he turned to the left side, curling in on himself and bringing a hand down to wedge between his inner thighs in an attempt to tame the ghost tickles that were still flowing throughout his legs. His free hand was covering the side of his face that was visible to Dream, attempting to keep the blonde from seeing George’s rapidly growing blush.

“I’m sorry, but I had to! You were getting cocky with me,” The blonde giggled, stretching his left arm out and placing it on the smaller boy’s arm and rubbing it soothingly to try and help calm his nerves. He let out a bright giggle when George jolted at the sudden touch, clearly anticipating more tickles. Dream moved his hand up George’s arm and into the older boy’s hair, gently ruffling it. “But it was only for a second! I promise I’m done now, baby.”

“Ohohonly a second?! It’s my thighs, Dreheheam! You know how they are!” George rolled his eyes as he moved his hand to reveal his face, barely meeting Dream’s gaze. He felt a chill run down his spine as soon as the words passed his lips, noticing the flame they ignited in Dream’s eyes as he stared down at him with a smirk.

“Oh yeah? Do I know how they are, Georgie?” The brunette squirmed at the words, moving to cover his face once again to hide himself from Dream.

“Yes!” George spat back in annoyance, feeling his face heat up once again at the teasing tone in the younger boy’s voice. George felt the bed dip and suddenly he felt lips against the shell of his ear, barely grazing it and causing him to yelp. He made a move to cover the spot with his hand instead, but Dream had anticipated this and was quick to lightly grip George’s wrist, keeping it where it was against his blushy cheek.

“Hmmm…maybe I do. But don’t worry! We can explore that another day, just to make sure I really know,” Dream purred into his ear, making George let out a high pitched whine from the sudden closeness of the blonde. “Preferably on a day where I’m feeling particularly cruel. Does that sound good, kitten?”

Dream released his grip on the tiny wrist in his hand, chuckling when the brunette scrambled to sit up while the blonde made a move to crawl to the edge of the bed. George could do nothing but watch with wide eyes as the younger boy stood up, making his way towards the door with a mischievous look on his face; like he was immediately planning George’s demise. 

“W-What about our nap?” 

“How could I possibly sleep now when I have, like, ten different ideas on how to absolutely wreck you floating around in my head? I’ll nap later.” Dream turned around one last time to flash him a teasy smile before exiting the bedroom and disappearing down the hallway, leaving George bright faced and breathless, anxiously sitting with the many questions that swirled through his mind of what Dream could possibly do to further tear him into ticklish little shreds.

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‧₊˚⊹ Wake Up, Sleepyhead

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: Dream is having a hard time getting out of bed. George encourages him in the best way he knows how. ✦ 𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘠 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘊

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: lee!Dream, ler!George (CCs)

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: None!

(Llama’s Lee!Dream Month, Day 1: Tummy Tickles)

Warm sunlight slid between the slats of George’s blinds, casting golden lines onto the carpeted floor. A fan buzzed quietly away in the corner of the room, ruffling the brunette’s hair as it made its rounds. George himself was curled on his bed, cuddled up in one of the blankets Dream had lent him until he managed to get his own, and flipping lazily through and old book he’d found discarded in the closet he now called his.

The past few days had been a whirlwind of business and emotions. Ever since George had arrived in Florida, the Dream Team household had been livelier than ever: there was filming, streams, meetups, everything the boys could get their hands on in such a short time. When the camera wasn’t on, there was chaos: tight hugs that nobody wanted to let go of, happy tears and laughter, play-fights and yelling. It seemed like Dream had been the most excited of all, despite his nervousness early on: as soon as he’d adjusted to seeing the brunette in person it was if he never wanted to let George out of his sight.

Speaking of Dream… George closed the cover of the book with a soft thud. He hadn’t seen the other all morning. Was he still asleep? With a soft sigh, George swung his legs over the edge of his mattress and slid out of bed, twitching with displeasure as the warmth of the blanket around him slipped from his shoulders. The brunette pushed open his door with a soft creak, plodding blearily out into the hallway. The house was awfully quiet, even for this time of morning: Sapnap had gone out to buy groceries and see Karl.

“Dream?” George called quietly, trodding down the hallway towards the room his friend occupied. Socks thudded against the carpeted floor as he approached the door; his hand hovered hesitantly over the door handle before pressing it down and pushing it open.

At first, all George could see was dark: the blinds were fully shut, the only light emitting from the computer in the corner of the room. He squinted, trying to adjust to the dark as he stepped into the room as quietly as he could. A soft meow made him freeze, and he looked down to see Patches at his feet, looking up at him expectantly.

“Good morning,” he murmured, crouching to rub Patches’ head. The cat purred, pressing her head into his hand at the touch. Then the bed shifted, and George looked up.

Dream was sprawled across his bed, one leg dangling over the edge of the bed while the other was half-bent and leant up against the wall. One arm was resting on his chest, his hand curled around the blanket that had been long discarded, and the other was draped gingerly over his eyes. His hair was a mess, tousled and ruffled with sleep, and his t-shirt had ridden up from squirming back and forth, revealing a thin sliver of skin that ran across his lower tummy.

It took all that George had in him not to audibly coo at the sight. He crept across the room, Patches following him quietly and leaping onto the bed when she got close enough to curl up at Dream’s side. George gazed down at his sleeping friend, considering letting him rest until Sapnap got home.

Then again, he was hungry. And he didn’t have a license in Florida yet.

“Dream?” George’s voice was gentle, and he gently pressed his palm against the blonde’s shoulder. “Hey, are you awake?”

The only response he gained from the younger was a sleepy huff.

George rolled his eyes fondly. “Dream, come on,” he said more firmly this time, instead nudging Dream in the side with his knuckles.

Much to his surprise, this elicited a squirm and a soft giggle from his housemate.

George felt a smirk creep onto his lips, and he shook off the hesitance he had been feeling before. Gently his fingers found the hem of Dream’s shirt, skirting gently over the exposed skin from the blonde’s squirming. He grumbled sleepily, but the sound was lightened by the soft smile that appeared on his lips and the barely-audible huffs of giggles that rumbled in his throat.

A feeling of fondness blossomed in George’s chest as he watched Dream shift sleepily on his mattress, a sleepy grin starting to pull at his lips now. The brunette shifted, the mattress dipping as he sat down next to Dream on the small bed. “Dream, it’s time to get up.”

To his delight, a slurred “noohoho” emitted from the other as his tummy quivered a little at the gentle touches.

George’s fingertips crawled to the patch of exposed skin right beneath Dream’s belly button, blunt nails gently tracing over the freckled skin there. Happy giggles bubbled from Dream’s throat as he started to stir, and despite the dim lighting in the room George saw hints of bright pink dusting his cheeks as he tilted his head to the side.

“Hehe.. nooohoho,” Dream giggled lazily, his arm shifting from his face as George’s nails caught a sensitive spot to the left of his belly button.

George’s lips quirked upwards into a fond smile. “Dream, wake up.”

Dream squeezed his eyes shut briefly before they fluttered open, blinking blearily to adjust to the darkness. When his eyes caught George’s, gazing down at him with undisguised fondness, the brunette watched a happy pink flush tint his cheeks. “Geohorge!” He hiccuped shyly, his head falling back against his pillow as he giggled happily. “Ehehe- noohoho!”

“Good morning to you too,” George hummed softly, scratching gently at the sides of Dream’s belly button. The blonde let out a tired squeal, his arms twitching downwards for a split second before resuming their place, hands clenched with the effort of keeping still.

“Geohohorge- ihihit tihicklehes!” Dream whined, although what may have been a sad whimper from the younger was punctured by the giddy sounds bubbling from his lips.

George’s smile only widened, fuelled by the soft energy in the room. “That’s the point, doofus,” he teased gently, earning a soft (and frankly adorable) snort of laughter from his friend. His fingertips teased the hem of Dream’s t-shirt up, exposing more of his tummy as he went. An anxious squeak pulled from Dream’s throat at the feeling, and he sucked in his stomach as much as he could, the freckled skin trembling with giggles and twitching a little under the feeling of George’s touches.

“What’s this?” George cooed softly, relishing in the gasp that Dream gave at the words. “Have I found a ticklish spot, Dreamie?”

The words seemed to make Dream’s blush settle deeper beneath his skin, and he shook his head shyly, tossing his hair about as he did. “No! Ihit- Ihit’s nohot!” he giggled out, seemingly debating bringing his arms down to defend himself.

George didn’t give him the chance.

“GEOHOHohorge!” A squeal ripped from Dream’s throat as George dug into his tummy at last, his arms falling instantly to grapple with George’s wrists. Much to his dismay, his drowsiness stood nothing against George and he felt George gather his wrists into one hand. “Wahait- WAHAIT!”

George tsked at him in mock disapproval, although the giddy smile pulling at his own lips ruined the illusion. “Nuh uh,” he hummed, curling his fingers more tightly around Dream’s wrists as the blonde tried to free himself. “You’re not going anywhere. No interrupting my work.”

Dream’s face flushed again at the words, but as he opened his mouth to say something he all but shrieked as George’s nails caught the sliver of skin above his waistband. “EEHEHEEK GEOHORGE!” He howled, kicking his heels into his blankets as he tossed his head back. Cackles wracked his body, making him twitch and jump with every touch. A disgruntled-looking Patches hopped off of the bed, instead deciding to curl up on the carpet at the foot of the bed.

“Yeah?” George cooed, leaning over and grinning down at the squirming mess beneath him. “What’s the matter?”

A shaky growl rumbled in Dream’s throat: it might have been intimidating if the blonde wasn’t laughing so hard. Instead of responding, he hid his face in his shoulder, muffling his laughter just enough to make George frown.

“Hey now, let’s see that smile.” He lightened his touch, resolving to just tracing his nails over the quivering skin. It was something Sapnap had told him to try if he ever got the chance.

To George’s utter delight, Dream all but melted beneath his fingers. His arms went limp, and his kicking feet stilled; it was as if he’d hit a button. Tentatively, George let Dream’s wrists go, gently reaching past to tilt Dream’s face towards him.

The sight made George’s heart swell with adoration.

Dream’s face was flushed, his freckles glittering like stars in the pool of warm embarrassment that dusted his cheeks. His eyes were slits of happiness, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes and making them glimmer in the faint light. Happy, flustered giggles bubbled from his lips, tugged into a wide grin.

It was the first time he’d ever seen Dream smile like this.

George blinked at the thought, a happy smile of his own crossing his face. He let his fingers still, giving Dream the chance to catch his breath. After a moment of quiet, broken only by Dream’s soft huffs and giggly gasps for breath, he turned again to George. “Whahat was that for?”

“Felt like it,” George replied simply, before gently prodding Dream in the chest. “Now get up. I’m hungry and you have a drivers license.”

And although George would never admit it, as he helped Dream roll out of bed and get ready to go, he didn’t think he would ever forget that smile. He hoped he would get to see it again, even if it meant tickling Dream out of bed more often.

𝘌𝘯𝘥.

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idk if u've read these before buuut-

this is a good one!! lee dream n ler foolish fic by coven that has feet tickles in it it was made for llamas lee dream month c:

this onee.... lee george n ler dream fic by cal that has feet tickles in it.. this has some lee george feet tks in it too :D and some added in lee sapnap which was written by sleepy ^-^

this has all three dream george n sapnap--aswell as included tina, karl, n quackity--was written by kasey!!

if i find any more you might see me dance my way into ur inbox again so keep watch for that :D aaand yww <3/VERYp

-slime

THANK YOU SLIME

I forgot the jet lagged George one existed thank you for bringing it back to my attention 😁

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#5 (below)

Nightmare

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written for Llama’s Lee Dream Month

— Day 1 (Tummy Tickles)

yes i realise this could be classed under comfort as well 😅😂

Summary: DreamXD finds Dream asleep, in a hole, and experiencing a nightmare. Thankfully the god knows a trick or two about lightening up a Dream 👀 EXTREMELY PLATONIC

Warnings: tickling, nightmares D: , XD has four arms

Word Count: 1270

used he/they pronouns for DreamXD

used he/him pronouns for Dream

HOPE YOU ENJOY 🎉

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DreamXD watched fondly as a soft smile finally sketched itself over Dream’s lips, his expressions of discomfort melting away under the heat of his own growing blush, and his legs kicking out as his body twisted. A small huffed giggle encouraged him to linger over the spot a little longer, tracing illusionary fingers up and down the skin where Dream’s sides met his stomach, and watching in delight when the mortal’s hands twisted into the fabric of his lime green hoody.

It was only on special occasions that the deity would enter mortal dreams, practically only saving them to torment player BadBoyHalo with, or to bring comfort to George in times of distress. The energy required for such an act resulted in him seldom straying from those two reasonings, but even a god could fall victim to feelings as strong as sympathy.

They had found Dream alone, hidden beneath a low hanging tree and buried several blocks below the forest biome’s surface, in a man made burrow, and fast asleep. DreamXD had found themselves being slightly taken aback by just how vulnerable the mortal appeared to be outside of his prison cell, curled up in the corner of his dirt burrow, with muddy hands clamped tightly to his chest. His skin was much paler than XD remembered as well, possibly attributed to the red glow that the lava fall provide back in the cell, and his once snug fitting lime green hoody now seemed to engulf his whole body, rather than drape neatly over it.

He found himself hovering above the burrow much longer than he expected, encapsulated by the seeming smallness of the ex-prisoner. But what really caught his attention was when Dream started to dream, and his usually hidden face began to contort and twist into signs of pain and anxiety. That’s when XD found himself actually entering the boy’s burrow, carving out a section big enough for them to sit comfortably in and watching with a concerned frown as the boy twisted in his sleep in front of them.

He rarely found himself fretting over human troubles. In fact much of the time a human in distress was actually good news for the death-craving god. For some reason though, the feeling he felt while watching Dream experience his nightmare was much more similar to the way he felt when George would undergo his, and not even a few moments passed before he was already taking control over Dream’s head.

A few light traces were all they had began with, dragging invisible nails through the mortal’s blonde hair, and folding their own real, existing hands in their lap as they awaited for the boy’s frown to lighten. It was a neat trick he had taught himself, being able to control the dreams of mortal beings. He found that a tickle dream never failed to drag George out of a pestering nightmare, and they rarely even had to create an image to pair with the feeling for it to be successful either. All it ever took were a few gentle scratches over his neck and chin, and George’s expressions would almost always break immediately. But for Dream, his face only twisted further into a frown, cementing stubbornly over his face. And so the deity allowed the nails to travel down the sides and back of Dream’s neck instead, gently grazing over his upper back as well.

This time there was a small change. XD noticed that Dream’s hands unclenched in the slightest, falling away from the safety of his chest, and his facial expressions lightened for a moment. The deity’s hands twitched in his lap as he commanded the dream-state ones to travel down to Dream’s lower back, absentmindedly tracing circles and shapes into his cloak as he did the same to the boys spine and shoulder blades. But despite his efforts, Dream’s brows still pushed back down into their frown again, small mutterings of worried nothings falling from his lips as he twisted against his dirt corner. XD tilted his head.

Perhaps the time taken to break differed between humans, or maybe between the intensity of the dream. He huffed, switching the technique to fluttering, and dancing up and down Dream’s sides, occasionally drifting to the skin over his tummy. The temptation to go straight for his stomach all at once was obnoxiously present in his mind, but XD knew that hovering over a bad spot for too long could wake humans up from their dream, and he did not want to overwhelm the boy.

Much to his delight however, Dream didn’t appear to be overwhelmed by the tummy tickles at all. In fact the mortal’s sleeping body almost appeared to twist into the feeling, rolling out from his corner and lying flat on his burrow’s floor instead.

XD had to hold down his noise of excitement when Dream’s frown finally melted away, a gentle blush slowing colouring his cheeks in its place as his hands gripped weakly at the lime green of his hoody. The god took the reactions as a sign to continue, letting the illusionary hand trace shapes and patterns into Dream’s belly, while dragging them up and down either side of his belly button.

Dream’s smile grew wider, a few huffed giggles escaping him and breaking the silence within his dirt burrow. His feet scuffed sleepily against his dirt flooring, hands wringing out the hem of his hoody and twitching each time DreamXD travelled to different spots on his belly. And when they fluttered the fingers over his lower belly, Dream actually spoke.

“E-ehehex dehehehehe…” He murmured, his voice slurred, soft and sleepy.

XD straightened himself up with a start, slowing the dream down to a near stop and analysing the the boy in apprehension. The use of his name only alluded to the fact that the mortal was aware of the god’s presence, but to XD’s knowledge, Dream was only showing signs of being absolutely asleep.

He tilted his head again, watching as Dream settled back into his corner, a sleepy smile kinking the corners of his lips as he pulled his knees up to his chest. A few more muttered nothings escaped his lips, his hands twitching and blush lingering, but his breathing still showed nothing other than signs of sleep.

DreamXD felt a soft smile form beneath his mask, suddenly realising that Dream was in fact not aware of his presence at all, but had simply conjured his existence into the dream that XD was already giving him.

He felt his heart swell, physically shaking away the giddy pride that they had just been showered with, and allowing the invisible fingers to return back to Dream’s belly, watching in adoration as the boy’s body twisted and leant into the touch as before.

“noho-ohoho…”

He even denies it in his sleep. XD found himself chuckling quietly at the thought.

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104 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

#4

ello!

omg pls i see so many of these that're the other way around, im dying to see techno be the lee and wilbur the ler for once :weary:

lee!techno

ler!wilbur

stomach because for some reason i love that spot

(i'd expect to see raspberries as well... /hj)

prompt from this post

you wish shall be granted

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Wilbur had never seen Technoblade in such a state, huddled into the corner of his potato farm, and trembling as waves and waves of squeaky giggles washed over him. He was much used to seeing the piglin hybrid standing tall, having to usually dodge around him in Pogtopia’s hallways to avoid getting flattened against its stone walls.

And yet now — with just a few simple pokes to his belly and a couple of teasing phrases — Wilbur had managed to render the great Technoblade absolutely defenceless, as he skittered his nails up and down the spasming muscles over his stomach.

“Who’s got a ticklish tummy?! You do!! Technoblade does!!” He cooed, ensuring to keep his tone as sickly sweet as possible, for ironically that seemed to be what got to the ‘blood god’ the most.

“Wihihihilbur..!” Techno tittered, tiny snorts interlacing through his protest. He attempted to curl himself away into the walls of his farm, but just as before Wilbur only had to roll him back, massaging his hands either side of Techno’s belly and planting a raspberry right in between.

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111 notes - Posted May 18, 2022

#3

Scars and Feathers

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(kinda) written for Llama’s Lee Dream Month

— Day 5 (Scars)

this has quite honestly been a wip for so long damn long 😵‍💫 and it’s not late at all shh

inspiration taken from this ask from @starlightrosa from yonks ago :D

Summary: An AU where George and Dream actually get along on the smp. Dream is sad, George knows how to fix it, but wow his technique for cheering him up works so much better than both he and Dream remembered? STUPIDLY PLATONIC

Warnings: tickling, SCARS!! implied torture (in minecraft)

Word Count: 3340

hope you enjoy 👍🏼

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Water logged soil squelched beneath Dream’s feet, the once sunlit plain now receiving the full force of the blackened sky’s downpour, drenching the biome and its inhabitants in a cooling shower.

Perhaps he should have paid more attention to the growing grey mass that George had pointed out earlier, the soft rumbles of distant thunder having been heard even whilst he was sharpening his weapons that morning. But in all honesty he had just been so excited to take his friend out hunting — after quite literally weeks of convincing him — that he had just hoped that ignoring the weather’s promise would be enough to deter it…

He had been wrong...

Green eyes flickered over to the last few pigs that scampered off into the nearby forest’s sanctuary, Dream’s hands twitching as the thought for reaching his bow nudged at him. Even if he were to shoot and hit in this weather though, the fire aspect on his bow would not be applied, and so reluctantly he dropped his gaze back down with a huff, focusing it back onto the large oak tree ahead instead — the one that sat atop a hill, and had been deemed suitable enough to shield them from the cruel shift in weather, and was particularly chosen

As far as he could tell, George was still following closely behind him, but he was doing so in silence. The only way that Dream even knew that he was still keeping up with him was from the soft sound of tinkering rain pellets over netherite armour. He suspected that he could sense his disgruntled state, for the brunette had even refrained from mocking him once the first rain drops of the day had fallen. In fact he had not spoken a single word since.

By the time they reached the edge of the biome it had felt like hours had passed, and by the time they climbed the hill that the large oak resided on, it had felt like five more. Just as Dream suspected though, the oak served as the perfect escape from the changing weather, providing a dry space to sit comfortably under as they awaited for the storm to pass over, as well as an astonishing view.

He immediately unequipped his armour, laying it out in a neat line in front of the oak’s trunk, and letting out a mopey sigh as he slumped back against the solid wood. He peeled off his mask, frisbeeing it a couple of blocks in front of him and offering a meek smile to the George as the older did the same with his goggles and armour, before joining Dream against the tree.

For a while, the two explorers simply sat in silence, partly because neither of them knew what to say, but also partly because the weather’s antics were just so entrancing. Rumbles of thunder rolled over the plains, the passing dark clouds and occasional lightning strike aiding in the natural phenomenon’s wonder.

The oak’s thick foliage provided them with enough coverage from the heavy rainfall, but even still Dream managed to find a weaker leaf that was unable to hold all of its water. The slow line of drips that formed beneath it provided him with a distraction needed to drag his mind away from the failed hunt, as he used the damp sleeve of his hoody to polish away the rain’s markings from his chestplate. But apparently the expressions off dismay on is face were not so easily cleared, for after a while of silence he felt George take his arm.

The slow paced drips were immediately abandoned as Dream glanced down to his friend instead, quirking an eyebrow up in question. George offered him a small smile in response, gesturing for him to remove his hoody with a single tug to it’s damp sleeve.

At first Dream had been slightly bewildered by the request, but only a few seconds passed before he realised what the brunette was offering, feeling slightly sheepish that he was able to be read so easily. He sighed his defeat, providing George with a reluctant nod, before sitting forward to peel away the wet material from his body.

It was simple really. The two friends had known each other long enough now to spot even the smallest signs of discontent — even when they tried to hide it from each other. And it hadn’t taken them many attempts in the past to find that gentle arms traces could quite literally melt away any and all bad feelings. Although… Dream had figured that a year of prison would have been enough to break such a tradition... Apparently he had been wrong.

He dumped his lime green hoody on top of his mask, running his hand through blonde hair to tame some of the static strands that still longed for the missing fabric. Then tentatively, he leant back against the large tree, offering his arm back to George and watching as a few goosebumps pinpricked over his skin as the weather’s cool air clung to the wet of his black tshirt.

George accepted the arm with another soft smile, bringing it into his lap and rubbing his hand over it briefly to chase away the goosebumps, before dragging the backs of his nails lightly over the skin. Dream hadn’t expected much of it, having assumed for it to not have the same affect as it had done a couple years prior, however much to his surprise he found himself relaxing into the touch almost instantly… as though nothing had changed…

He hummed his content, leaning his head back against the oak and allowing for his eyes to flutter closed.

“I’m sorry.” He murmured. George immediately shushed him, but his hand lifted up from his arm, causing Dream to peak an eye open and look down to him in confusion.

“Wait hang on… I’ve got a…” George muttered, rummaging through his inventory with a concentrated frown on his brow. Dream laughed to himself, sitting up to watch the brunette’s digging.

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121 notes - Posted June 6, 2022

#2

Don’t Mess With George

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Based heavily on this clip from Quackity’s sleepover stream

because i was basically just entirely mad that this didn’t actually happen irl >:(

Summary: Quackity and George are having a pillow fight. And all pillow fights turn to tickle fights. The simplest summary I will ever write. QUITE SIMPLY PLATONIC

Warnings: tickling, mild swearing (quackity)

Word Count: 1120

I literally wrote this in a night this hasn’t happened for so damn long 😱 just a short one though 😊 ENJOY

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“Do you want another pillow George?”

A small smile flickered over George’s lips, the view finder on Quackity’s camera perfectly capturing the American’s plan.

The two friends were having their first ever sleepover. And not only that, they had decided to share the experience with chat, using Quackity’s laptop as a makeshift stream set up in his hotel bedroom.

George was currently situated in his sleeping quarters for the night — ie. he was lying on the footstool. And with his face smooshed down into a pillow, and his bed sheets pulled up snugly over his shoulders, he was as comfortable as he could possibly be. Though even then there was only so much comfort that you could find in a footstool, and his constant complaints had finally got on the last of Quackity’s nerves…

He scrunched his shoulder’s up as the younger approached him from behind, fingers curling around his pillow, and his legs bending upwards in hopes of absorbing some of the impending attack. He squeezed his eyes shut as the view finder revealed the weaponised pillow being raised far above Quackity’s head, a few barked laughs erupting from him as it was slung, square into his back.

He giggled into his pillow, opening his eyes again only to realise that Quackity had lifted his weapon up for round two.

“StOp!! Noho don’t do it AGAi-ehehain!!” George yelled, turning into his pillow as the sweeping bed wear swung down into his back again. He was a little faster to open his eyes this time, but even then he was only just able to catch the pillow’s blur as it descended down towards him once again.

“nO!!” He yelped, shuffling just as the pillow made contact with him. “noho!! s-STOHoP!!”

He began rolling towards his apparently power-hungry friend, letting his legs slide off of the foot stool as yet another blow was sent into the back of his neck. This time however, instead of being lifted again for another blow, the pillow was tossed to the side, and squeezing fingers were suddenly felt tasering into George’s sides.

“NAAHHH NOHO!! NAHAHA QUAHACKITY STOHOP!!” George screamed, falling off the stool all the way, and attempting to scramble away from the attacking fingers.

“You want another fucking pillow George!?” Quackity taunted, a huge smile splitting his cheeks as he followed his friend down, kneading into his ribs, and giggling as they collapsed into the hotel floor, trapped in a mess of pillows and bed sheets.

“QUAHAHACKITY!!” George whined, cackling as he clawed into the carpeted floor, managing to somehow reunite with his pillow from earlier amongst the layers of white sheets — his saving grace.

In one swift motion he swivelled himself on the floor, using all of the strength left in him to sling the pillow up directly into Quackity’s face.

The younger took a few seconds to recover, and apparently that was all that George needed. The elder rose from the floor, a grappling hand and pillow at the ready. Quackity took a few instinctive steps back.

“Oh shit ohoho shihit!!” He giggled, quickly scanning the room and leaping onto his bed to fortify a defence against the now armed englishman. He stuck out his legs and arms out in front of him, ready to absorb any attack that his friend through at him. Although what he hadn’t accounted for, was for his shielding beanie to slip back on his head. He quickly rushed his hands up to fix it with a gasp, however while his defences were paused on standby, George’s approach was definitely not. A crazed look had settled snuggly in his dark brown eyes, a manic grin stretching the full length of his face.

“My beanie was about to fall off!!” Quackity desperately explained, his giggles increasing as George easily pushed past his defending knee-wall. “Mihihy beheheanie- NOHO“

“You better watch out!! You better hold it!!”George crowed, reaching out to pinch at the younger’s sides. “You better hold it!!”

Quackity let out a strangled yelp, his arms snapping down to his sides, but still managing to leave two fingers hooked over the hem of his beanie.

“NOHoho GeoHoHOrge!!” He giggled, falling back onto his duvet as George began kneading into his stomach. He attempted to wiggle himself away, but the older was quick to act and quickly leapt over his legs, pinning them to his mattress.

“NO-HO!!” Quackity shrieked, kicking his legs but falling into a bout of giggles as George hit a sweet spot over his belly.

“This is what you get! This is what you get!!”

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138 notes - Posted January 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Hoody Trouble

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i literally started writing this two months ago so excuse the xmas talk lmao

Summary: Dream tries to put on a hoody and fails. George tickles him while he’s wrapped up in the evil evil fabric. MASSIVELY PLATONIC

Warnings: tickling

Word Count: 1850

Hope you enjoy 😄

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George had stumbled out into an unusually hyper atmosphere that morning, his eyes still stinging with sleep as he attempted to comprehend Dream’s excited babbling. The blonde had practically cornered him in the kitchen, rambling on about some delivery that had arrived only an hour prior, as George groggily poured out his cereal. He had only given a strict ten minutes to consume the entire bowl however, before Dream’s patience had run thin and George was basically herded into the living room, being met by a large brown box that lay awaiting on the living room sofa.

Dream Team Christmas Merch.

It had been so long awaited that George had failed to guess the contents of the large mysterious box three times. However once Dream finally opened it up, and the first glimpse of Christmas themed Dream packaging met George’s eyes, he couldn’t help but join his friend in his excitement.

“Wait! Oh my god I’m going to be the first to try them on!” He exclaimed, the novelty of being in the same country as the merch prototypes urging him to tear through the first layer of packaging. Dream laughed at his eagerness.

“No we have to do it together! We have to do it together.” He urged. Though his request went unnoticed as George began digging through the Christmas themed hoodies.

“Where’s a large!! Come on there’s so many mediums!!” He complained, tossing aside any sizes that weren’t his own. He giggled when Dream began digging through too, both boys feeding off one another’s competitiveness as they raced to be the first one to try on the limited addition merch.

“YES!!” Dream finally yelled, yanking out a hoody and quickly ripping off the one he was already wearing. George let out a screech in dismay, desperately flicking through Dream’s side of the box in hopes of at least beating the blonde in getting the hoody fully on. However as he searched through, he only managed to find small sizes. A pouty frown formed on his brow, though a muffled grunt from Dream was quick to clear up his confusion.

One look over to the blonde and George was immediately thrown into explosive cackles, collapsing to the floor as he watched Dream stumble around, arms stuck in the air, trapped in a hoody that was quite clearly several sizes too small.

“Geohohorge help mehe!!” Dream laughed, attempting to reach for the hood of his fabric bounds. George only laughed harder.

“Dihihihid yohuhu- dihid you gehet a small??” He asked, propping himself on the edge of the couch as giggles still tumbled from his mouth. He watched as Dream hopelessly clawed for his hood, before being sent into another wave of cackles as he realised that the hoody was not only far too small, but it was also on back to front. “OHOH MIHIHY GOHOD!! Dreheheam!!”

“GeORGE!! Hehelp me!!”

“Ihihit’s on backwards!!” George cackled, clinging onto the couch cushions to prevent himself from collapsing into the floor again. Dream’s muffled giggles could be heard from inside his hoody, him shaking around like an inflatable tube man as he tried to free himself.

“Ihihi’m stuhuhuck!!” He giggled, falling back into the couch as his heel clipped the side of it. “Geohohorge hEHeLp mehe!!”

The ravenette’s cackles only continued, him sucking in deep breathes of air in attempt to compose himself, before chancing a look over to his friend’s situation.

Dream was flopped on the couch, legs draping out across the carpeted floor, and arms stuck well and truly above his head, resting over the back of the couch. George had to look away again as another wave of cackles threatened him, but a mischievous idea provided him with the strength to join his friend on the couch, pushing aside the new merch to allow space for himself.

“Dreeeeaamm~” George’s teasy voice coaxed more giddy giggles out of the blonde. He instinctively backed himself into the corner of the couch cushions.

“Geohohorge plehease I neheed hehehelp!!”

“‘Naww did you get yourself a bit stuck?” George teased, voice high pitched and croon-like. He gave a few pokes to Dream’s torso, giggling to himself at the strangled yelps it produced.

“Nohoho DOHn’t!! HEhehelp mE!!” Dream pleaded, twisting away from the ravenette’s fingers, only with the hood covering his face, ‘away’ was rather difficult to find, and George easily followed.

“Don’t help you??”

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154 notes - Posted January 24, 2022

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tease

summary: it was a boring afternoon ,when sapnap got an idea what dream might not like......

note : this is for @fluffallamaful lee dream month, so sad it's going to end very soon.......

24: hoody or 14:childhood games or both idk...

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so....... dream and sapnap are currently sitting on the couch in the living room on the ends far away from eachother. dream is looking at his phone and sapnap was looking at the tv. both were kinda flustered, and they both knew that the other was not focused on what they were doing, and they are right. both of them were not focused on what they were doing and thinking about what they are going to do next.

now, i know you are so confused on what is happening, and why they are flustered so let me tell you what happened. it all started a day before, both were pretty bored, dream finished his editting too, and sapnap just finished a stream, so they were tired and it was late in the night too, but they were still bored so they were looking at some tiktoks.

the tiktoks was pretty stupid... you know it's tiktok of course many things were kinda stupid. but they were some creative, funny, telented people on tiktok too so they were enjoying it.

and sapnap seemed to get intrested on one perticular tiktok, it showed some people talking about their childhood games they used to pley often, and that light up sapnap.

"dude!, wow i am getting flashback of soo many memories!, what your childhood game at you used to play often when you were little dream?!" sapnap asked excitedly to the half sleep man beside him.

"............."

"hm?" dream processed what sapnap just said and replied "oh... it's nothing...... just hide and... seek........ i guess?" dream said wipping his eyes.

"oh...." sapnap sounded disappointed but still continued "well mine was "tease!!", man, it was a great game!" sapnap said excitedly again.

but dream just replied "oh.............. great.." cuz now he just wanted to knock out on his bad but still wanted to be a company to sapnap.

"it a tickling game!!!" sapnap said, and that got dream so off gaurd that he flinched and sat straight, "what?" dream asked, and sapnap saw that he was flustered. and smiled or much rather smirked.. cuz he knows dream is stupidly ticklish.

"ya!! you never heard of that?! i always use it to tickle my sisters, to take them down a peg!," sapnap said.

"hmmm... no? i haven't, but um...great uhh..um.. yeah.... i am going to bed!!" dream said and tried to get up and leave, but sapnap grabbed his arm and said "then we should definitely play it!" and dream replied "whAT?".

"why noootttttt?~~" sapnap said in a teasing voice and dream was even more flustered, "cuz.... um..it's sounds like a...... childish game!" dream said.

"says the one who has a gaming channel!" sapnao rolled his eyes, "fineeee guess this homeless man is wayyy too ticklish for this game... how unfortunate" sapnap said in a teasing yet disappointed voice.

"what?! no!!! i am not!!" dream said crossing his arms, "not homeless? or not ticklish?" sapnap said raising his eye brow and a sassy voice.and dream blushed and said "you are soo ANNOYING!!" dream said.

and sapnap giggled on how dream just didn't answer his question, "ok! then we are going to play, i will be the ler and you will be the lee!" sapnap said and dream's eye became wide, and said "what!? i never ace- i mean- b-but- *sigh* but that is not fair!? why are YOU are not the lee huh?!". dream asked he knows even he refused sapnap won't leave him alone.

sapnap leaned closer and said "cuz~~ i think we both know why, cutie~~ you always loved tickles~~~ hmm~~?" sapnap said and dream's blush darked, but shook his head and said " no!! i am fucking not!! no way!!" dream said hiding the obvious.

and they argued playfully for a while about it, and after some time dream was super sleeply.

so he nodded to sapnap not sure why, and fell asleep on the couch, sapnap smiled and put a blanket on dream and said "good night, guess the game starts tomorrow moring.." to dream and went to his room.

and it was the next morning. dream woke up and did his morning routine, and finally went to the kitchen amd ate cereal, and sapnap walked him and saw dream and said "oh! good morning dream!" sapnap said grabbing a bowl for his cereal.

he also sat beside the table and asked dream " so the game starts from now?~" sapnap asked.

"hm?" dream asked, he didn't remember last night, and sapnap rolled his eyes but still smiled and said "tease!~~~" in a teasing tone and that when it hit dream.

"are we really gonna play it?!?" dream asked and sapnap replied "of course" sapnap said in a 'isn't obvious?' voice and explained thay dream agreed to be the lee.

and dream again kept refusing it, but a few pokes on his tummy made him agree.

"soo..... how do we play this game?" dream asked.

"oh! how rude of me to not tell you earlier, my apologise!" sapnap said and dream rolled his eyes.

"so! in a game of tease there will be 2 players one has to be the ler and the other will be the lee!!, then the ler's goal is to tease the lee untill they just asks for tickles, and the lee's goal is to avoid it or make the ler tickle them instead, if the lee couldn't take the tease and just asks for the tickles, the lee loses, but if the ler tickles them before the lee asks for it then the ler loses! sounds easy right?" sapnap said.

"sUrE!" dream said in sarcastic voice, but then only one this hit him " hey! wait! so the lee gets tickled either they win or lose!?! that's not fair!" dream said it like for a hundred time and sapnap smiled and said " that's why it is called as lee! you dumbass, and beside isn't that what you want? honey?". with a eyebrow raise.

and dream just slightly pushed him and went to the living room and sat on the couch, and sapnap followed, "so... we gonna have a reward or a punishment for it?" dream asked even if he didn't want to play it..... maybe.

"ummmm" sapnap thought and finally got an idea.the loser have to give 100 bucks to the winner, and for the punishmen- " before sapnap could finish dream said

"woah!! are we gonna have a punishment too?!" dream asked and sapnap replied " well it will be fun that way!" sapnap said and continued saying the punishment.

"if i lost i will give you 200 bucks, but if YOU lost then you have to say everyone on the dream smp about how you sre so adorably ticklish, AND admit that you are a lee!" sapnap explained and sapnap could see that dream's eyes widened.

"WHAT! OHH HELL NAWW!! WTH, NO ABSEOLUTLY NOT! FUCK YOU! " dream said and sapnap laughed at his reaction, and replied "ohoho i too thihihnk it's not fair, cuz i have to give you 200 BUCKS and all you have to do is tell everyone a fact~~ and besides if it's not a fact, then why are you worried ~~ " sapnap said in a teasing tone that made dream blush.

"s-so you are not w-worried about losing 200 bucks?" dream asked trying to hide his blush, "nope!, only losers would worry about that! like you" sapnap said smirking, and even if his brain saying he is just digging his own grave, his ego said otherwise.

so the game had begin,and OH BOY, for a few mins sapnap did not do anything but then he started to tease dream, dream didn't even know sapnap is THIS good at teasing!, he poked at dream's side and ribs at the most least time he expected and each time he squeaked.

if that wasn't bad enough sapnap would just hold down dream just to say "how he is amazed by how MUCH that spot was ticklish" and wiggle his fingers just an inch above the belly, and just leave him like that like he did nothing, and sometimes sapnap would just whisper "tickleee..tickle...tickle!" in his ear or blow on it,

and this all made dream SO blushy and giggly, he is SO close to just tell sapnap to tickle him already, which will already be super embarassing, and he MUCH rather jump out of the window than telling everyone that he is lee.

now you may think, oh it's so easy for sapnap to win right? no.

cuz dream didn't make it easy for him, if he is going to do anything embarassing then it better be between him and sapnap than others, yes sapnap know all about his ticklishness.

but dream also know how to make sapnap tickle him instead of he asking for it, he just have to provoke him, and that's exactly what he did,

he will also tease him by just saying that he needs a massage on his shoulders, and when sapnap did he would finch and giggle and say that "opps, i am SO ticklish for thar, you see!" yes sapnap can see dream's face burning. and the other time he just layed down his head on sapnap's lap when he was watching tv and put his hands back of his head and say that "he is tired" and since he lifted his hand his hoodie will not be covering his lower belly, and sapnap had force himself not to tickle it, dream even wore a tank top just to provoke sapnap!!.

sapnap knew dream is doing all of this just trying to provoke him, and the worst past is it was WORKING!. he hate to admit it but dream is really good at it, cuz when he played this when he was little with his sisters, they would just accept the tickles, so this was new to sapnap, he is also SO CLOSE to tickling the shit out of dream, but he won't, wow guess dream would so anything to win.

and now we are finally came to where we started, they were sitting on the couch thinking of what they are doing to win, when Suddenly dream got up and walked towards his room.

sapnap got the perfect time to think what he is gonna do, but the problem is that he thinks that if he tease him like by poking him or something, it will broke him more than it will broke dream, i mean ir's just a game but still 200 bucks is 200 Bucks.

"ah!! sapnap i need your help!!" dream said while sapnap was thinking, he quickly came out of his thoughts and amd made is way to dreams room and quickly opened it, and he was not expecting what he just saw.

dream was....... stuck..?, yeah! he was definitely stuck, he was halp way putting his hoodie, but the hoodie's hand part got stuck to his chair, now he is sitting on the chair arms up, his hoodie covering his face, cuz it was only half way up and it was not covering his belly noe his lower ribs.

honesty sapnap want to burst out laughing but he was just too curious on how dream got himself into this so he didn't.

"how the fuck did you even got stuck like this?" sapnap asked and dream kinda giggled, "well you see i was putting my hoodi on then ......um...uh..i realised....that this.... was my.... old hoodi?, yeah definitely! my old hoodi, then well i got stuck only by my hoodi, but then came here to sit on my chair, when i realised my hoodi got stuck too!" dream explained.

'i can't belive i am actually doing this, god..' dream thought, if you didn't figure out already dream did this on purpose, but sapnap definitely did.

sapnap finally burst out laughing, 'god did really do this just to win the game *sigh* oh dream' sapnap thought but he would be lying of he said it wasn't working.

sapnap came closer to dream can crouched near him amd placed his hands on dream's stomach, SO close to tickling it, this was that perfect position,but there is still a chance that he could win.

but dream squeaked and said "ohohohoh! whahat ahahahre yohohou dohohoing? yohohou knononow i ahahm......" dream hated to (admit) say it but he continued " tihhihiHiHicklishihih thehehehre!!" dream's face was full on burning but sapnap giggled.

"oh! i know! and i also know that you got yourself on this position on purposeeee~~!! you leeeeee~~" sapnap said and smirked. dream quickly aaid "whaaaa?...... nooooo waaaaay!?" dream said and then shook his head and said " i m-mean!...um..uhhhh.... you know what! forget what i said i am not THAT ticklish atleast not like you!! you would be squriming like a worm!!" dream said he know it would brake sapnap.

and it did, sapnap's ler mood was on the last string and it just broke, he quickly blowed a raspberry on dream's belly, and dream bust out laughing hard.

"PTT- HAHAHAHAHHhahahaAhahAHHA!! SAHAHAHPNAHAHHAP!! HAHAHAHAHHAH" dream laughed and tried to kick his legs.

"what? isn't this what you wanted you, dreamy?" sapnap said in a teasing voice but dream ignored it, well not his face, but still and said "HAHAHAHAHHAHHAH I WOHOHOHOHHAHN HAHAHHAHAH!! SAHHAP!!" dream said and sapnap shrugged.

"well then, guess it's time you give some reward!!" sapnap said blowing some more raspberries around dream's belly button and tickled his ribs with his hands, and dream threw his head back and laughed so hysterically and wiggling.

'Okey guess it's time got out of this ho-' wait he can't he couldn't get out,oh shit, he is ACTUALLY stuck, yep he is fucked.

"HAHAHAHAH SAHAHAHAHP I AHHAHAHAHAHM ACTHAHAHAHAHUHAHAHLY STHAHAHUCK! HAHAH" dream laughed and sapnap stopped for a bit, and asked."what do you mean by "actually stuck" so you WERE stuck on purpose i know it!!" sapnap said, and strated to tickle his belly.

and dream shook his head but said " HAhahahHahahHahahAHHA okhahahahhay buhahhaht gehehhet MEHEHEH oHhohoHOHHOOHOHT OF HHEHEHHER I CAHHAHAN'T MOVHAHAEHEVE!! " dream said going back to his laughter.

and sapnap giggled in a evil way and said "AWW! so you're telling me that now your "sensitive stomach", "adorable abdomen", "bubbly belly", is all for me to work with!!? now that is just PURFECT!" sapnap said and ruthlessly wiggling his devil finger's on dream's belly.

"HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHO IT'S NOHOHHOOHT PLEHEHEHAHAHAHSE!" dream said still trying to get out of the position that he got himself into.

"aww!! i would lovee to see your face right now!!~~i know it would look like a cherry on a mint ice cream~~!!" sapnap said going to a specific rib that will make him squeak so loud.

"AH- NhohoohohNOnnono PLehehlhehase hahaHAH nohhohoHOt theHEeterheheh tHOO!!" dream absolutely squeaked high-piched that the rib has been targeted, he was growing tired really quickly, and sapnap could see it so he end it with one last thing.

he blowed a raspberry right on his belly button and tickled his ribs with one hand and the other on the his sides, and dream screamed in laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!! PLHEHEHEHHSEHAHAHAHHAHAHSE SAHAHAHAHAHHAP ENOHOHOHOHONG HAAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!" dream howled in laughter, he was in a ticklish (paradice) hell. his laughter turned more wheezy and silent so sapnap backed off and let him out.

dream literally melted off on the chair to the floor and fixing his hoodi, sapnap couldn't see dream's red face, he was panting and sapnap giggled and said " had fun?" sapnap asked with a eyebrow raised and sat down beside dream.

"sh.....shut.....up" dream said still catching his breath, "that was so mean!!" dream said amd sapnap smirked and replied " oh please cutie, i am a very observant preson, and i noticed that you never said stop, or tried to stop me~~ care to explain why??" sapnap said and dream blush appeared again.

but dream dodged the question and said "hey!! whatever i won!! give he my 200!!" dream said and sapnap said "uhhhhh" and took off "HEY! GET YOU ASS BACK HERE!!" dream said and chased him.

let's just say sapnap didn't go too far.

i think this game is going to be played often in this house from now on.

END

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yoo!! yet another one finished,and the idea of this game is not fully my idea i don't even think it is called as tease but i kept it that way, i kinda read another fic of a another fandom with his consept... kinda but i don't know where i read that, so if you know let me know!!

anyway....

hope you like this.

[covenofwives]

Feather Menace

There's a real feather menace running around the DSMP but Foolish has all the evidence he needs to crack this case. And serve out an acceptable punishment.

This fic only exists because of @fluffallamaful :) Everyone say "thank you Llama" after you've finished reading the fic :) And what a treat that it gets properly finished on our friendiversary! :D

Warnings: There's a lot of intense tickling in this fic, especially with feet tickles. I know some people aren't comfortable with that so please read only if you feel comfortable doing so.

Please Enjoy!

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Foolish wasn’t sure what to call his alliance with Dream. Even the word ‘alliance’ seemed like a stretch. Dream would come with a list of projects he wanted done and Foolish would give a list of blocks and materials he needed to build it. Foolish would build for Dream and Dream would give Foolish…something. The something hadn’t really been worked out yet, but Dream promised a big payout and Foolish didn’t want trouble coming to his Summer Home, so he’d build for Dream and keep note of what payment was owed.

Dream was fast at gathering materials needed. Sometimes, depending on how big the project was, Dream would be back on the same day with everything, so Foolish made a few chests for Dream to dump stuff in to and Foolish would collect it all before starting his builds.

Usually the golden shark wouldn’t bother checking over the materials. Dream had never been wrong before and he pulled out the blocks out without looking over them. But then Foolish noticed it. Dream hadn’t missed any blocks or materials, but he added a random item.

A feather. A singular white feather lay at the bottom of the chest, covered in all the building materials.

At first Foolish didn’t think much of it. He assumed it was a mistake. Dream must have just accidentally put the feather in because it was in his inventory when he was emptying it all out. But then it happened again. And again. Every time Dream came and emptied his inventory, he left one feather in the chest.

Foolish started to collect them. The first feather he kept without thought. He placed out of the way and got on with his building. When the next feather popped up he placed it with the first, just cause it was easy. Now there was over 20 of the things, practically filling up their own chest in Foolish’s Summer Home.

Dream had to have been doing it on purpose. He did just come out from nearly a whole year in prison so maybe he wasn’t in the right state of mind or feathers were used as a code for something but it had to have been on purpose at least.

Partly driven to not look like a fool, the Demi-God refused to ask Dream to elaborate. Instead he made a plan to confirm in his mind if Dream knew he was doing it or not.

During one of the drop off, Foolish managed to catch Dream as he was loading up the chest. They exchanged peasantries and Foolish made sure he was stood beside Dream as he was loading it all in. He watched all the blocks fall into the chest, and then he saw it. The feather fell into the chest so casually and calmly. Dream must have not seen it, already closing the chest and giving a smile to Foolish.

“All done. You don’t have to start the build today. Tomorrow is good.” Dream spoke so calmly, cementing the idea more in Foolish’s head that he just didn’t realise.

What Dream was doing with a feather always in his inventory, that wasn’t for Foolish to ponder, but he was going to at least get confirmation on it.

“Maybe you want to double check over the materials there. Something looks off about them.”

It was a simple enough excuse, and it worked. Dream looked puzzled for a moment but he honoured Foolish’s request. He stepped back to the chest, looking in over the materials again. It was buried under a few of the blocks but the fluffy edges of the feather were sticking out clearly. He surely saw them.

“Hmm… Nope. You’ve got everything you need.” Dream closed the chest, giving a wide smile to Foolish. “Everything looks in order. Do you think you need extra?”

Foolish was unsure how to respond. He was practically stunned, blinking as his words tried to catch up with his mouth. “Uh… No just thought… Thought you put in some extra stuff.”

“Is there another problem?” Dream asked innocently.

“Uh…n-no. No…” Foolish fumbled. In honesty there wasn’t anything wrong with it. What was he supposed to say? ‘Stop leaving feathers behind’ was probably making too big a deal out of it. It wasn’t harming anything. “Guess I just wanted to double check.”

Dream smiled wider than Foolish had ever seen and left.

Well it didn’t really answer any questions but it was acknowledged between them at least. Maybe that was enough to bring it to Dream’s attention. Maybe the feathers would stop.

The feathers did not stop. The feathers actually increased. In the few days that follow Dream left more feathers. Soon he was leaving two at a time, and then three, and then four.

One night Foolish walked by the chests he’d left out for Dream to use and seeing they were full. He just wanted to check what blocks were left and Foolish opened it up. One chest was full of the blocks needed, and the other was full of feathers. If Foolish added in the feathers he already had, the chest would have been filled to the brim.

That had to be a message. Foolish didn’t know what the message was, but it was a message. Dream was messing with him and Foolish needed to retaliate.

Dream hadn’t planned for this feather thing to go as far as it did, but he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t fun.

In all honesty the first time Dream left the feather behind it was an accident. He had killed a chicken on the way to the Summer Home for food and the feather slipped into his inventory. It then fell into the chest without thinking when Dream was emptying out all the blocks, and when Dream went back to pick it up he saw Foolish looking over the feather. He was inspecting it in his hands, twirling it around slowly between his fingers. Dream was too confused in watching the scene so he never said anything to make his presence known. Instead he watched as Foolish ran the fluffy feather along his palm, and his golden cheeks lit up brighter with his golden blush as his hand tingled and palm closed.

Dream left quickly before he was seen, but the scene stuck in his head and a smile formed along his lips.

So the tall, powerful Demi-God was feather sensitive. Not only that, but he was intrigued. His first response with the feather was to see how soft it was. To see how much it tickled. Dream could privately admit he was feather sensitive himself, but something about Foolish’s reaction was too cute to not push further.

So Dream left a feather every time, and watched Foolish’s confused reaction each time. He expected Foolish to point it out sooner, but thankfully the shark wasn’t so direct so Dream got to continue his fun game. And he started adding more to it. He added in two and then three feathers each time. He was pretty sure the chicken population in the whole SMP knew and were warned about him, but Dream was pretty sure he’d given at least a hundred feathers now.

It was still too fun seeing Foolish’s confused reaction and subtle blush at each of the feathers and if Dream had his way, it wouldn’t be stopping any time soon.

Dream made his way over to the Summer Home now with an inventory full of the blocks Foolish needed, and five feathers in his back pockets. He felt it made it a little too obvious with the chest full of feathers last time, so back to a few feathers it was.

Dream filled up the chest left for him, carefully putting in the feathers. He was sad Foolish didn’t seem to be around, but that was fine. Just as Dream turned to leave, he saw another chest placed a bit further off with a sign on the front.

Curiosity pulled Dream forward, at least to read the signs.

‘For Dream. A little gift for all the hard work you’ve been putting in. From Foolish :D’

Dream was equally surprised and cautious. He didn’t think Foolish was the kind to leave gifts, but then again he didn’t know the Demi-God that well. While keeping in mind the possibility of a trap, Dream cautiously approached the chest and opened it.

He wasn’t sure what to expect in the chest, but Dream didn’t think it would be the chest full of feathers. He was pretty sure it looked fuller, with the feathers nearly overflowing out of the chest now.

Just before Dream could consider the siltation completely, he was suddenly pushed forward. A strong push on his back as something tripped his ankles and Dream fell forward into the chest.

The chest wasn’t big enough to fully fit Dream in it, but when he was falling forward in a panic through the seemingly endless fluffy feathers, the chest felt bottomless. He managed to catch his hand on on the edge of the chest, and attempted to turn. His legs kicked and tried to gain footing. He tried turning himself around, but it difficult to manoeuvre himself when he was buried in feathers, and all of them brushed along his face and tucking into his hoodie.

Dream pursed his lips to hold in his giggle. The feathers were starting to tickle but with freedom so close Dream forced himself to push out the electric tingling and power through. He grasped onto the edge of chest, and pulled himself back up, only to be knocked back down as the lid of the chest shut on his back.

“Ack!” Dream fumbled back into the chest. It didn’t hurt but the slam on his back was sudden and caught him by surprise. He flailed now, which was not helping the tickling along his neck and face, and turned himself over the in the chest. He pushed through the white fluffy feathers, clearing them off their face and looking up to see the golden shark himself, grinning wildly.

“F-Fohoolish?!”

“You like my gift!” Foolish beamed and brought one of his hands up. He held a singular feather and you’d think being buried in feathers wouldn’t make it so scary, but something about it and the wide grin on Foolish’s face was setting off Dream’s flight or fight instinct.

“Whahat is thihis?”

“Evidence collecting.” Foolish waved the feather in his fingers. “We’ve got a feather menace around this server. I’ve just been gathering up all the pieces to solve this case.”

“And wh-why am ihi in h-hehere?” Dream tried to push up against the lid of the chest and was met with resistance. He expected as much but it was worth a shot.

“Well I have to show off the evidence somehow.” Foolish answered like it was the most obvious thing.

“S-Soho why aham I in the chehest?” Dream couldn’t help giggling at Foolish’s silly mood. His smile was infectious. Innocent but mischievous, but then again it was hard to tell when Foolish was just being goofy and silly or actually planning something.

“Well you can certainly see the evidence can’t you?”

The lid of the chest pressed down just a bit, starting to really trap Dream’s legs. Foolish had pulled his hands away though so something had to have been placed on it, keeping him there. Dream didn’t really feel trapped until he felt Foolish grab around his ankle, then he jolted himself up. He couldn’t push the chest open but at least he could still see Foolish though the gap.

“Wh-Wha-hahat ahare you d-doing?”

“I mean I have all these feathers, gotta use them for something.” Foolish half shrugged. With one hand still holding Dream’s ankle, the other got to work slowly untying the laces from Dream’s boots.

“WAHAHAIHIT!” Dream tried to push himself up, but it was awkward with limited space and the lid still not budging. The feathers crawling in his hoodie only heightened his nervousness too. “L-Lihisten! Ohokay! It was mehehe! Ihihi gahave you th-the feheathers ahas a johoke!”

“Oh I know that.” Foolish nodded. “That was easy to find out. But I had to take a moment to figure out the why. And it seemed pretty obvious.” Foolish had carried on unlacing Dream’s boots even as he spoke. Now with them fully undone the boot easily slipped off. “You want me to use the feathers on you.”

Dream knew he was in danger when his boot was being undone, but having it confirmed suddenly made the feathers brushing along his cheek shudder and tickle more. Almost like they were giggling at him.

“N-Noho! Nooo! Th-Thahat is juhust n-nohot truhue!”

“Well why else would you give me all these wonderful feathers to use?” Foolish grinned. “It took me a while to get your message but I hear you loud and clear.”

“Yohou dohoho NOHOT!” Dream tried kicking out his other leg, only to get it caught with Foolish hooking his arm around it. “WAHAIHIT! J-Juhust th-thihihink ahabout thihis!”

Apparently Foolish didn’t need to think about it anymore. The fluffy ends of the feather brushed against Dream’s foot. It didn’t even make a full swipe along his foot before Dream jumped. He hit the top of the chest with a mix between a whine and barking laugh. It didn’t tickle that much. Foolish made the touch so light he could barely feel it, but he wiggled and jumped and the feathers in his hoodie did all the work for Foolish.

“Fohohohoohossssh!”

The golden shark rolled the feather between his fingers, fluttering it up and down Dream’s sole. It barely touched his skin and somehow that was worse than it fully pressed against him. “FOhohOHOHOLihiIHISH! Stahahap! D-DohoHOhoHOHOn’t-!” He banged his fist on the top of the chest. There was an annoying feather lodged into his armpit, wiggling just the right way to make him squeal with laughter. “FOHOHOHOSH! Stahahap t-tihIHIHICKLING MEHEHehehe lihihike thahahahat!”

“Oh, like this?” Foolish twisted the feather again, grinning at Dream’s laughter. “Sorry, I don’t know how you like being tickled here. Maybe like this.”

Foolish flipped  the feather so the fluffy point of it dragged up and down Dream’s foot, flicking over the heel and swiping over his toes.

“OHOHOHO f-fuHUHUhuCK!” Dream arched his back, beating his hands into the chest’s walls. “FoHOHOhohoHolihihish!”

“Sorry, is this not good either, what about this one?”

Foolish ran the feather back and forth over Dream’s foot, starting at his toes and working his way down. The feather swiped over Dream’s arch, exactly where Dream did not want it to go.

The jump Dream did he swear lifted the chest up off the ground. His words came out in jumbled pleas, between his gasping breaths and harsh laughter.

“W-WahahaHAHahAHIT! WAHAHAHAIHIHIT!”

Foolish did stop, but even when Dream got a singular moment free from the tickling along his foot, the feathers inside the chest burrowed under his clothes, flicking and swiping along his armpits and tummy.

“Ohoho mihiy gohod!” Foolish squeaked with delight. “Yohou wehent insahane!” He nearly doubled over in laughter, struggling to breath between his squeaky giggles.

“P-Pleheahase! Fohoholihish! Juhust-Juhust ohopen the chehehest!” Dream quickly realised the more he moved, the more he shook the feathers. He tired to still himself but it was hard when all his wiggling before placed some of the feathers in the worst spots and they were determined to remind Dream of their position.

“But I can’t use all the feathers without the chest!” Foolish explained, his expression crestfallen as though he hadn’t just made the cruellest torture device known to man. “I don’t have extra arms like XD. Maybe I should have asked him for help with this, huh?”

Dream could feel his face turn red. He’d die of embarrassment if XD caught him like this. Somehow he didn’t want this to be their first meeting out of prison.

“I will need to do something about your feet though. I have to make sure I can get both of them.”

“B-BOHOTH?! Wahait wahaihit! WAHAIT!”

Foolish didn’t hear him, deliberately tuning him out as he started unlacing Dream’s second boot. The blonde runner tried to jump up again, but even the littlest of movements set the feathers off. Wiggling and fluttering inside his clothes. One fluttered down his chest to his stomach. It wiggled too close to the edge of his bellybutton and Dream arched his back with a barking laugh. That proved worse as the feather just tucked further into his bellybutton, and it left him completely unaware to his other boot being taken off, and now both his feet were tied together by the ankle.

Dream tried pulling against the ropes, but they gave no slack. His feet were completely stuck, only allowing for slight wiggling and maybe shuffling one of his feet to try and protect the other.

“Oh this is perfect! Now your arches are lined up perfectly for the feather!” Foolish giggled. Dream was no longer sure if Foolish was putting on this overly excited act, or if he genuinely thought he was helping Dream.

“P-Pleheahase! F-Fohohosh, juhust lehehet mehehe gohoho…”

“Hmm…nope!” Foolish shook his head. “If you want me to use the full feather experience then I gotta get both feet lined up.”

“I dohon’t wahant that!” Dream managed to find a perfect position not to disturb the feathers so much. There was still that one positioned far too perfectly by his belly button but Dream couldn’t move it or the one in his armpits would flutter and then he’d set off again.

“You have to! Why else would you give me all these wonderful feathers to use.”

“Ihit wahas j-just a johoke! Okahay?”

“Oh no-one goes this far for a joke! You must have wanted this a least a little bit, hmm?” Foolish’s voice went high pitched on his hum.

Dream whined in frustration, which turned into a yelp when Foolish raised the feather again. “W-Wahait! Juhust wahait!”

“Time for your ticklesssss.” The golden shark cackled, and brought the feather to Dream’s trapped foot.

He was merciful, at least, and he didn’t go right for the arches. Instead he did as he had before, flicking the feather back and forth over his foot while he went up and down. The tickling was bad enough, but Dream’s nerves came alive when the feather brushed along his arch. When it reached the end of his foot, Foolish ran it down the other foot in the same pattern.

Dream’s plan of keeping still was out the window when the tickling started. He tried his best, but his instincts kicked in and he was wriggling and struggling in the chest again. The feather at his bellybutton wiggled right in. The one in his armpit had fallen, but now it was making a slow fall down his ribs, brushing past each bone. Whenever Dream tried to remove a feather, another took it’s place, or fluttered against his face, or the feather dancing across his heels would send another shock wave through him and short circuit his brain.

Dream tried to plead, but every word was lost in his laughter, and Foolish only response was a  high pitched taunt and coo over how much Dream was loving his feathers.

The feather made a path over both of Dream’s arches and the blonde lost it. He jumped again, battering his fists against the chest and trying in vain to pull his legs back.

“FOHOHOHOLIHIHISH! PLEHEHEHEAHAHAHASE! IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T!!!”

“Awww you’re just LOVING your tickles!” Foolish cooed. “I think your ready for your next surprise!”

Dream couldn’t hear Foolish by this point. His laughter echoed in the chest and there was a feather swishing by his ear preventing him from hearing a thing properly. He only knew something was happening when the tickling stopped. He still giggled and squirmed as the feathers inside his top shook but he was calm enough to realise Foolish had stopped. He couldn’t really get a good look on the Demi-God though. The only thing he could see was Foolish raised up another feather, and the tickling started again. But this time his arches were being attacked at the same time.

Dream thought one feather was bad enough, but both his feet being feathered at the same time was too overwhelming. Especially on his worst spot. He started laughing again, and pleading, though it was less with words and more just a jumble of sounds and letters. The pleading wasn’t even specifically pleading. The idea that there was a person causing this tickling nightmare wasn’t a concept he could fathom anymore. Every electric shock in his brain was just telling him ‘IT TICKLES’ and ‘ESCAPE’.

Dream jumped again, shaking the chest he was in. The feathers tickling him inside his chest were a minor problem to the fluttering along his arches. He jumped up again and this time the chest moved with him. It fell back down awkwardly, landing on it’s corner and toppling over on it’s side.

Foolish jumped back to avoid the chest hitting him, but it knocked off the cobblestone on top of the chest and the lid went flying open.

Dream poured out of the chest with all the feathers. The moment he felt himself on solid ground, and the tickling stopped, he yanked his legs up and quickly untied his ankles before rolling out of the pile of feathers and shaking out all the one still sticking into his clothes.

“Did I go too far?”

Dream’s head snapped to Foolish, who had noticeably taken a few steps back. A nervous smile tugged at his face, and his eyes were darting back and forth, trying to keep an eye on Dream but also watch for an exit.

“You’re dead.” Dream said calmly and stood up.

“N-Nohowh hold on!” A nervous giggle escaped the golden shark, and he backed up, throwing up his hands in some defence. “You started it!”

“And I’ll finish it if you don’t start running!” Dream made a grab for his boots. “You’re dead!”

Foolish quickly ran, giggling all the while as he pleaded for mercy. He summoned a trident and made a jump for the water. Dream followed after him, summoning his own trident. Of course he was a bit behind as he had to quickly lace up his boots and grab a pocketful of feathers.

It wouldn’t be enough to enact his revenge, but it was a start.

[kasey-writes-stuff]

Pedicure tickles

This is for first stream/meeting

Tina had came to Florida as had Karl and Quackity! So all of DTKQ and Tina were meeting for the first time! Somehow Tina had convinced them all to get pedicures! Karl had gotten them before so it wasn’t hard to convince him the others… it was a little harder but eventually they caved thinking doing it once can’t hurt…Everything was calm at first their feet sitting comfortably in the warm water, Tina and Karl having picked out some colors for their nails everyone else opting for either no polish or a simple clear coat. The nail trimming and cuticle pushing went well maybe a slight flinch from a few of them at certain spots but it was fine overall! But then came time for the scrubbing…

Tina’s nail tech had finished her cuticles first and so the scrubbing began with her.. Tina jumped a squeak slipping through as one hand gripped the arm of the chair and her other covered her mouth “EEK!” The boys turned to her confused all except Karl who’s eyes widened and the look on his face clearly showing he was mentally slapping himself having forgot about how bad scrubbing tickles… Quackity who was sat in the chair next to Tina giggled softly as he asked “Tihihinnahaha? You good?” She turned to him and nodded moving her hand from her mouth just long enough to say “I-ihihmm f-fihineheEEK!” Her words cut off with a squeak as nail tech scrubbed near her toes…

The guys all laughed softly at her reactions but you could see slight anticipation in all their eyes… except Dream’s was much worse than everyone else’s… you see all the guys have ticklish feet ranging from moderately ticklish to very very ticklish… and It just so happened Dreams feet landed on the very very ticklish side of the scale… Quackity was next he jumped slightly but no real giggles yet! You could tell tho by his wide smile and slight grip on the chair it definitely tickled! It wasn’t until they hit a specific sweet spot just above his heel that he broke into giggles “hoholllyy shihihzzz ohokahahyy thahattss bahahddd!” George snickered rolling his eyes “Really are you serious please so childish being ticklish to a sponge..” His words held no true venom further proved by the worried glances towards his own feet as it seemed the nail tech was nearly finished with his cuticles… Quackity attempted to glare at George as he says “juhuhsstt yoouuu whahahihitt!”

And as if in no time George’s nail tech finished and picked up the scrubber wasting no time getting to work! George gasped in surprise biting his lip harshly as he looked away from his feet hoping that whole out of site out of mind thing would work.. Spoiler alert it did not especially not when the nail tech began scrubbing the area right before under his toes… George jumped breaking into giggles that neared soft laughter at points! “Ah! AhahahaHAHAhahha” Quackity smirked confidently and satisfied “see told you it was bad!” George shot a glance at Quackity words vicious but all the sting gone due to the wide smile and giggles showing “shuhut uhuhuppp ihihdddiioottt youuu wwwHEHEHrrhehee whahayy wohoHOHrrsshehehe” Quackity simply rolled his eyes “Whatever you say George whatever you say”

Soon enough George’s turn was over and it was now onto Sapnap… Sapnap attempted to feign the most confidence of them all making a psh sound at George’s reactions “Oh please george you’re way worse than Quackity was but you’re both really bad it definitely can’t even tickle that m-muhuhccchhh HOHOLLYY SHIHIhihzzzz!” He broke into giggles and laughter the scrubber finally touched down! His leg shaking heavily, and once the scrubber hit his heel he squealed pulling his hat down to cover his blush and muffle his laughter “MMNEHAHAhahahhaha frihihicckkk AHAHhahhaha!” Karl snickered softly beside him “Duuhuddeheh I knew you were ticklish but I didn’t know you were that bad! I’ll definitely have to target your heels next time we have a tickle fight!” Sapnap groaned through his laughter mumbling “SHUHUuhuhhtttt UHUHuhuhupppp ihihiddd SSTTihihilll wihihinnn yooouurrrhehehe whaahhayyyy wohohorrrdsshehehe!” Karl blushed softly having no retort…

Sapnap’s turn ended and he placed his cap back on his head clearing his throat and scooting back up in the chair trying to act casual… It was now onto Karl’s turn and the second the scrubber barely began scrubbing he squeaked falling into laughter and apologizing quietly “EEK AHAHhaha sohohorry SOHORRHEHE ihihi ehehe nohonono ihihim gOHOHdddd keheheppp gohohiihingg GAH FRICK NOT THEREHEHE HOHOLLY FRICK Nonono ihihimm fihihnehehe” George snickered softly “Wow Karl never knew your feet were so sensitive” Karl who was already blushing further blushed at the tease turning his head slightly to George “Duhuhudddhehehe YOOURRHEE SUHUCHX hahaha nihihimmrohohoddd SHUHUTT uhuhuppp!”

Soon enough after many more bouts of laughter filled pleas that he was fine Karl’s turn was done and it was now Dream’s turn… Poor Dream being last meant the anticipation had all the time possible to build up and of course the more anticipation there is the more ticklish you’re likely to feel… So on top of Dream already having insanely ticklish feet he was feeling tingles of butterflies throughout his whole body but especially in his tummy… He took a few deep breathes attempting to calm the anticipation hoping it would help but the second the scrubber touched his foot he jumped practically out of the chair… he blushed brightly quickly apologizing “sorry sorry ahrm first time and all…” The nail tech simply nodded giving a understanding smile… Suddenly Dream’s phone dinged and he quickly grabbed it from his hoodie pocket… His eyes widened and he blushed brightly as he glared at Sapnap… Sapnap smiled brightly and innocently sending a small wave to Dream who glared at sap and was about to text him back but squealed jumping again and breaking into loud laughter the scrubbing finally began the nail tech taking the chance of him being distracted to start the scrubbing! “EEEP NNAHAHHAA WHHAHATT THEHEH HEHECCKK THAHAHTTSS SOHO BAHAHDDD!” Everyone flinched slightly besides sapnap having not expected such a reaction not knowing the extent of his feets ticklishness or really his ticklishness in general honestly… Dream’s nail tech shook their head softly a very small understanding smile on their face..

Suddenly Dream shrieked as they began scrubbing his arches within seconds he he couldn’t help but pull his feet back “AEEEHH NAHAHHAHAHAHA! Hohohllyy shihihizzz sohohrrry sohoho sohohorrryy” the nail tech simply waved a non chalant hand “Hey between you and me I pull back way before you did so no worries, do you wanna try again? I can move spots” Dream breathed a slight sigh of relief feeling an odd comfort at the nail tech being so open, all the other nail techs surprisingly nodded and mumbled in agreement and understanding.. Dream smiled face flushed brightly… Usually his friends would take a time like this to tease him but instead they did the opposite Tina gives him a quiet clap saying how he did much better than she did for her first pedicure” Quackity shyly nods “It was way worse than I expected so I can’t imagine having had to watch everyone else go through it and just having to wait and wait…you did great man whether you continue or not” George nodded softly “I’ll admit it was a bit surprising… but I agree you did well” Sapnap blushing admits “yea it was definitely way way worse than I thought it would be I don’t know how you kept your legs there so long…” Karl smiles grabbing dreams hand softly “I’ve been through this before so I knew what to expect but it’s still always really really surprising how bad it is… Proud of you dreamie!” Dream flushed brightly at the praise “uh I.. uh thank you all? I um… yea thanks… um” he turns his head back towards his nail tech “Um yea if you wanna continue just on a different spot i um I think I’ll be okay…” the nail tech nods and starts on his heel! Dream squeaks and breaks into laughter again his legs shaking but he keeps them there “EEK NAHHA FRIHIHCCKK!” Slowly the tech moves to his sole and his legs shake more jerking slightly as his laughter rises

“AHAHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHEEHEHAHA!” Last they move to his toes! He squeals his laughter raising in pitch his legs pulling back a second before he’s able to place them back! “EEP HEHEHAHAHHHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHHAHEHEHWHEE!” What feels like a long time is really only about ten seconds and then tech is done and begins the massage! Dream dies down into giggles practically melting into the chair… Tina can’t help but now that everything is over be slightly mischievous and mention.. “Oh yea I forgot to mention.. That pedicures make your feet not only softer but more ticklish as well…” Dream’s mouth drops open “WHAT!?!” The boys all have mischievous smirks on their faces eye brows raising and narrowing.. Tina nods “it’ll probably last two weeks to like a month maybe? Depending on how often you walk around bare foot..” Welp seeing as they were all set to be together at least another three weeks this was going to be even more interesting now…

The end

[awkwardtickleetoo]

Lee!Dream Month - Day 5

SURPRIIISEEEE!!! lee dream month is BACK baby!!

it has been. a long time coming lmao. I'm so sorry it's taken me like,,, literally over a month to continue with this, but luckily everyone here is pretty understanding and pretty much in the same boat with writers block and everything so I hope this is still good :)

lee!dream month prompt 5 - scars

lee!dream, ler!george, feat. ler!sapnap, 1.9k words

enjoy!!

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Dream laid on the grass below a tall, dark oak tree, blades of grass scratching behind his ears where his head rested slightly off the picnic blanket that he, Sapnap, and George had laid out. The breeze softly blew strands of hair away from his forehead, his mask on the ground next to his head from when he had removed it earlier to bask in the sun. His chest rose and fell with every soft breath, one hand gently placed on his stomach and one arm covering his closed eyes to shield them from the bright sky above him.

"Where'd you get this from?" He heard Sapnap's voice say gently from above him, and he cupped his hand above his brows to be able to crack one eye open. His nose scrunched up, arm covering the top of his head to keep his eyes safe, as he looked up at Sapnap.

"Where'd I get what from?" Dream asked, clearing his throat when his voice came out slightly raspy.

"That," Sapnap elaborated, pointing at Dream's torso. Dream blinked, propping himself up on his elbows and looking down at what Sapnap was pointing at. He noticed that the wind had flipped the hem of his shirt up as well, exposing the strip of skin just underneath his belly button. Sapnap's finger was pointing at a long scar that curved from the side of his ribs, down his side, and ended just below his hip bone, hidden beneath the waistband of his pants. 

"Oh, the scar? That's nothing, don't worry about it," Dream explained casually, laying back down as he shook his head.

"What scar?" George mumbled, sitting up and rubbing his eyes from where he had started drifting off to sleep on the picnic blanket.

"Did you fall asleep?" Dream asked when George looked over at him and pushed his sunglasses up onto his head to push his hair back.

"No," George denied, twisting his upper body around from side to side to crack his back. "What scar?" He repeated, turning fully around to face Dream and sitting cross-legged. 

"This one," Sapnap specified, pointing again, but this time touching the tip of his finger to Dream's skin. Dream tensed his tummy at the contact, not letting the feeling get to him quite yet.

"Woah, Dream?!" George gasped, reaching forward to press his thumb to Dream's skin. "That looks really bad, are you good? How long ago was that?"

"Yeah, I'm- I'm fine, George," Dream mumbled, pushing himself up onto one elbow again when he felt George's fingers against his skin. George used both hands to touch him, calloused fingers rough against smooth skin as his thumb traced the line of the scar. His other hand used its pointer finger to gently trail against his skin, following the path the scar took and pushing his t-shirt up to expose the whole thing. Once his shirt was pushed up, the same hand followed the old wound down again, gently tugging the waistband of Dream's pants down a few centimeters to expose his hipbone and the bottom of the scar. "George, don't – you don't have to d-do that–" Dream reached down to cup his free hand around his hip, covering the newly exposed skin. His voice shook as he tried desperately to ignore the tingling sensation that was left behind underneath George's light touches, but one look at the other man's face was all he needed to confirm that, yes, George definitely already knew what was happening. 

"How did you get this, Dream?" George repeated Sapnap's earlier question, index finger and thumb pinching the skin around Dream's hip, kneading ever so gently into the area in an almost-soothing massage.

"Just– just some fight with a zombie or something, probably. Or another person, I don't remember, honestly," Dream strained, gasping lightly when George's gentle pinching got a little too close to his ribs, his hand twitching where it was still holding his hip. "You really– you really don't have to do this, its fine– it's ages old at this point "

"Hmmm… no, I think me and Sapnap should take a look at it and make sure it's really healed."

"George, it's not really that deep, I feel like you're blowing this out of propor–" Sapnap jumped in, but George cut him off before he could finish.

"Sapnap," George said, pausing his fingers and looking over at Sapnap knowingly. "I think… we need to take a look at Dream's injury," George spoke slowly, nodding along with his words as if he's trying to send a message through his stare. Apparently, Sapnap got the message as soon as George started moving his fingers again, as Dream gasped again and finally let out the first of his giggles.

"Noho– no, you don't," Dream giggled, shaking his head and dropping back down to the ground in favor of wrapping both arms around his torso when he saw Sapnap mirror George's mischievous look, and all three of them fell into a tense moment of silence.

Before Dream could even think of jumping up to run away, there was a commotion of movement and yelling, and suddenly there was someone on top of his legs and someone else pulling his torso onto their lap.

"No! Don't do this, don't do this, please!" Dream pleaded, yelling out protests and trying to sit up, but there was an arm across his chest before he could get all the way into a sitting position. The arm pulled him flush to the chest of Sapnap behind him, the back of his head resting against Sapnap's collarbone and the side of his neck. "Sapnap, let go!" Dream pushed, smile stretching from ear to ear as he reached over to grab his mask from the grass to hide his blushing face.

"Oh, absolutely not!" Sapnap reprimanded as soon as Dream's hand hit the porcelain material, and he grabbed Dream's wrists and crossed both of their arms over Dream's torso, effectively pinning Dream's arms to his own chest. Dream let out a nervous giggle and shook his head, wriggling around to try to free his arms once he realized he wasn't going to be able to hide his face. 

"No, let go!" Dream yelped, trying to kick his legs as well, but George had straddled his knees and held him down by the thighs so he didn't get too far. 

"You're so dramatic, oh my god, just–" George rolled his eyes, cutting himself off by going right for the kill and digging his thumbs into the space right above Dream's hip. Dream jumped, his hips trying to flinch away from the contact, but he didn't get very far with the way he was pinned down. 

"GEORGE!" Dream squealed, squeezing his eyes shut and throwing his head back against Sapnap. "Sap- please, let goho- nahahaha!" Dream giggled out, fingers gripping his own arms tightly when his laughter raised in volume. 

"Oh, Sapnap, I think someone's scar is a little sensitive!" George teased, putting on an exaggerated version of his own accent as he tapped his fingers against Dream's scar and scratched his nails against his sides.

"Ihihit ihihis!" Dream whined through his giggles, and George paused his tickling for a moment. 

"Wait… it- it actually is?" George asked, and Dream nodded, blinking his eyes open to look at George as he caught his breath. "Wait, wait, wait, I need to test this."

"Noho you don't, George, plehehehe–" Dream fell into more giggles as George wiggled his fingers in a rainbow shape around the outside of the scar, "Geohorge stohohop! Nahahaha!" Dream's giggling switched to full on laughter as George honed his wiggling fingers into Dream's scarred skin, his squirming increasing as he squeezed his eyes shut again.

"Oh my god you weren't lying," George said, seeming almost in awe at the adorable nature of his friend's ticklishness. He switched to lightly dragging his nails up and down the scar, giggling at the way Dream squealed and arched his back, straining his position as much as possible to twist away from the offending fingers (which, in practice, was not as helpful as he pictured in his head).

"Whyhy– hehe– why wohould I lihihie about thahahat?" Dream sassed, laughing more as George's fingers sped up in response to his attitude. 

"That's so cute," Sapnap piped up from behind Dream, where he'd been quiet for a bit, content to just keep Dream pinned and let George work. "You're so cute, Dreamie," Sapnap teased, leaning down to speak closer to Dream's ear and press an overexaggerated kiss to his cheekbone. Dream laughed louder at the display, his whole body squirming as it happened at exactly the same time that George decided to scratch his nails on the opposite side of his tummy as well, mirroring what he was doing over his scar. 

"OKAHAHAY! Ihihi gehehet it, George plehehehease, thahahat's enohough!" Dream pleaded, pushing against Sapnap's hold on his arms again for the first time in a while. 

The two decided to take pity on their poor friend, both of them giggling along with Dream at his request. 

"Okahay, okay. we're done," Sapnap said as he pulled his arms away from Dream to let him free, placing his hands on the grass behind him so Dream could still rest on his chest. George rubbed circles into his hips with his thumbs, in an attempt to sooth the leftover tickling sensation. Dream took a few deep breaths, letting out all his residual giggles until he seemed completely calm again. 

Until, suddenly, George leaned down and blew a massive raspberry right over his scar.

Dream just about jumped out of his skin, letting out a half-squeal half-yelp so loud it probably could've been heard by the Greater SMP that was thousands of blocks away. Dream immediately flung himself into a sitting position, one hand pushing at George's shoulder and the other one tangling in his hair to pull his head away from his skin, making sure not to pull too hard and hurt him. Upon sitting up, his t-shirt fell back down to cover his tummy, and when he was sure George was far enough away that he wouldn't try again, he wrapped his arms around his torso. He breathed deeply again, trying to recover from what could've been a fucking heart attack from how sudden the feeling was, and he curled his knees up and rested his forehead on them as he heard the other two giggling at his reaction.

"Fuck you!" Dream exclaimed, though he was still smiling. "What was that for?"

George shrugged even though Dream wasn't looking at him, laughing as he spoke. 

"I dunno. Just seemed fun." 

"And it was," Sapnap added before George got the chance.

"I hate you both," Dream said with no real malice as he moved to lay back on the grass, arms still wrapped around his waist. "I'm getting you guys back, both of you."

The nervous expressions that Sapnao and George shared was the last thing Dream saw before he closed his eyes and went back to basking in the warm afternoon sun, completely changing the topic and fighting the urge to smirk at the way both of their voices sounded much shakier now.

He could have some fun with this.

[doodlenbugs]

Day 3: Mask

This ended up being kind of hurt/comfort haha

The white porcelain mask lay in piece’s across Dream’s crafting table, taunting him and his incapability to craft another one. He already knew it was impossible to fix his mask with only a crafting table. The mask itself was magic, allowing him to see through it perfectly, and was made to always stick to his face no matter how much he was thrown around.

Unfortunately a perfectly timed ghast fireball to the face was just what it took to shatter it, causing the man in green to run out of the nether in a panic despite his two friend’s confusion. 

Dream let out a strangled groan of irritation at the memory, knowing the rest of the dream team would be here soon to see if he was ok. He was hoping maybe he had enough skill to fix it before they got here but that was looking to be impossible. The sound of the wooden door to their shared cottage made him jump.

“Dream?” Sapnap’s voice broke the silence that Dream hadn’t noticed he’d been sitting in for so long, “are you in here? You have us worried sick.” Dream’s heart panged with guilt at the thought of worrying his friends. It was never his intention, and he hadn’t really thought anything through.

“I’m here,” He spoke up, voice slightly strained while trying to make it sound like he was fine. He kept his head bowed down at his crafting table keeping his face hidden. He felt a body kneel down next to him and he turned his head more away from their line of sight.

“Dream... your mask...” It was George, his voice incredibly soft and thoughtful, carefully choosing his words, “Is this why you ran off, your mask broke?” he attempted to gather the whole story. Dream nodded sheepishly, feeling rather childish now that he was a bit more aware of his actions.

“Dude its okay, we understand really,” Sapnap was a little farther behind him but had still moved closer. It sounded like he was still standing as well. 

“It’s not...” His friends could finally hear the hurt in his voice. His hands clenched together, “I.. I don’t know what to do,” his voice wavered on the verge of tears and George and Sapnap simultaneously felt their hearts break.

George had yet to ever see Dream’s face, and even though he would playfully beg sometimes he would never want to see his face against his will. So he didn’t try to. He carefully grabbed the white pieces scattered across the table while keeping his eyes away from Dream’s head. He noticed the sharp edges of the shards and winced at the sight of some of them covered in blood. His eyes moved to Dream’s hands that were cut in several different places.

As George stood with the pieces carefully in his hands, he looked over at Sapnap to give him a look that the younger new all too well. George walked over to place the mask in their main chest while Sapnap went to sit next to Dream.

“Hey buddy,” He started, “can I see your hands?” 

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Dream’s hands were thoroughly bandaged and healing by the time George was done organizing the loot they had gotten from their journey. Sapnap was put in charge of handling Dream’s wounds since he was the only one that had seen his face. George stayed watching from behind, only being able to see the back of his head. 

Fixing the mask would mean a trip to the end for materials from some of the end cities, along with finding a village to get help from a cleric. They decided they’d rest for the today and make the long journey tomorrow. 

“Ya know Dream, since you don’t have your mask, maybe you should just replicate the expression. You can be a splitting image,” Sapnap joked, hoping his message would get across that he wished Dream would smile and cheer up. Dream only shrugged, still feeling bummed. 

“C’monnnnn Dream, gimme a smile just like your mask.” Sapnap cupped Dream’s face with his hands to get him to look at him and pouted. He stuck his lip out like a child which made Dream close his eyes and tighten his lips. “Ohhh are you gonna smile? Go ahead, smile for me cutie,” With his hands already cupping his cheeks, Sapnap used his nails to gently tickle the underside of his chin. 

Dream’s face contorted and it looked like he was trying with his entire might not to break, but in the end it was fruitless. The corners of Dream’s mouth began to rise against his will and he swallowed his giggles that rose in his throat. 

George, who was now seeing what was happening, moved closer behind him to gently wiggle his nails against Dream’s side through his shirt. The damn finally broke as high pitched laughter made it’s way from the hunter’s mouth. 

“Awww there we go!” Sapnap moved his hands down to gently scratch both sides of his neck which made him raise his shoulders in protest. 

Dream began melting backwards into George’s arms and Sapnap could really see he was exhausted. He gave George a smile as the eldest allowed Dream to fully lay down in his arms as he continued the light tickling. 

Dream was asleep in not time, and Sapnap made a joke in a hushed whisper about how it was a new record. George giggled quietly, keeping his eyes up and away from the man asleep in his arms. He continued running his fingers gently through his hair as a content sigh left Dream’s lips.

Eventually Sapnap took Dream into his arms to take him to his bed. They’d need rest for tomorrow. Dream didn’t talk about the embarrassing encounter the next day, but it stayed as a favorite memory for all three of them.

[slimeylee]

Day 28 + Day 29: Pranks, Prison!Dream

kinda feel bad i havent done many of these n lee!dream month is 14 days from over but ill try to make more

this could also go underneath day 17, raspberries/nibbles i just didnt add it into the title

The sound of the lava flowing infront of the cell doorway was drowned out by the crackling of crying obsidian on some parts of the prison cell wall, and that drowned out the sound of the clock that Dream stood infront of. There was nothing to do in the prison, it was very boring. Until Dream had an idea. He pulled the clock off the wall, and threw it into the lava. He did this occasionally as a way to be given attention simple prank. “SAAAM! I NEED A NEW CLOCK!” He yelled. He walked over to a wall, and waited a few minutes until the lava began to go down. Dream squinted as he saw Sam’s annoyed face in the distance, and laughed.  

Sam walked away from the drawbridge, and the lava after a minute was fully down. Sam quickly flipped the switch, and hopped on the drawbridge before it went off without him. The drawbridge slowly moved, and after a moment it stopped at the cell. Sam yanked the clock from his pocket, handing it to Dream “Stop putting your clocks into the lava. It’s annoying having to keep coming and going, Dream.” Dream smirked, took the clock, and then yelped, “Oh no, my hand! It’s slipping!” then threw the clock into the remaining lava that wasn’t yet all the way down. “Dream!” Sam growled, and Dream laughed.

“IhiHI’M sohohorry, ihit wahahas fuhuhunny-” Dream giggled. Sam approached Dream, and his eyes widened. “Wa-wahahait, Sam, I’m sohorry-” He scooted back, and Sam continued to approach him. Sam got on the ground, and Dream yelped again as Sam crawled extremely fast towards him. He was pushed down onto the ground and hid arms were held up above his head by Sam. He snorted as Sam’s hand began digging into his ribs. “NahaHAHAha! SAahaHAHam!! STAHahaHAP thaHAT!” He squirmed. “This is what you get for repeatedly throwing your clock into the lava, Dream!” Sam exclaimed.

“Ihihit’s juhuhust a pRAHAHAnk! Ahahand ihit’s fuhunnaAAYYYYAHAHAHAHAHA!” Dream screeched, cackling as Sam had yanked up his hoodie and blowed a fat raspberry in the center of his stomach.

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i wanted to do prison dream so much, but i was like: “what scenario could i use for this?” but then i remembered that dream said that he would prank sam by throwing his clock into the lava of the cell entrance so sam would have to bring him a new one

so i took that into my hands

its not the beeest....

but its ok

slimey out

-slime

[mushiewrites]

Burrito Night

Yay! Day 7! I didn’t think I’d be able to stay on schedule, but here we are! Prompt from @fluffallamaful’s lovely lee!Dream event!

lee!Dream Day 7: couch / beanbag / blanket

George finds himself walking into the living room where Dream and Sapnap are messing around with a huge tortilla shaped blanket. As he leaves the room, he hears Dream scream and decides to turn back to check out the situation.

(lee!Dream / ler!Sapnap / ler!George: 1K words)

“What the hell is wrong with you two?” George stood in the living room doorway, chuckling and shaking his head at the scene playing out before him.

There on the floor a few feet away were Sapnap and Dream. They had moved the table away to the side of the room, and Sapnap was attempting to roll Dream up in the huge tortilla blanket the blonde had gotten as a gag gift for Christmas. The two younger boys were borderline hysterical, with Dream constantly wiggling to mess Sapnap up, causing the youngest to keep screaming at Dream to make him stop.

“Wehehe found this blanket in Dreheam’s room and we wanted to see if we could make him a b-burritoho!” Sapnap explained through choked out giggles, still trying to roll Dream up into a crease-free roll.

“You guys are idiots.” George rolled his eyes fondly as he made his way past the two and into the kitchen to grab some water. He was looking into the fridge for a snack when he heard a shriek from Dream, followed by high pitched giggles and yelling. George raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his face as he shut the fridge and took in the situation in the living room.

“G-geohorge plehease make him stohohop!” Dream begged, his head upside down looking at George as he attempted to kick his legs to no avail. The oldest boy followed his eyes down the blanket, stopping at and watching Sapnap as he held Dream’s ankles in a headlock, running his fingers up and down Dream’s feet.

“What’s wrong, Dreamie? Can’t handle a little tickling~? You were wiggling so much before, I figured I’d give you something to squirm at~.” Sapnap snickered, turning his head to the side to watch as Dream’s face slowly turned red, his head thrown back with loud giggles and sputtered out protests.

“Nohoho Sahapnahap please sto-OHOP! NOHOHO NOT THEHERE!” Dream flailed, almost jack-knifing to the side as Sapnap reached up and formed a claw on his tummy, squeezing and shaking his hand quickly. George was leaning against the wall of the living room, giggling to himself as he watched Dream fall apart under Sapnap’s fingers.

“Hey pretty boy, you gonna just stand there or are you gonna come help me wreck Dream?” he was snapped out of his trance, looking up to meet the hazel eyes staring up at him. He looked down into Dream’s green eyes, silently pleading and taking in big breaths as Sapnap gave him a small break.

“Hmmm….yeah why not.” George shrugged, laughing harder as Dream screamed, attempting to roll away. Sapnap had sat on his ankles as George walked over and planted himself on the boys hips, making sure Dream stays on his back and unable to move away.

“Sorry Dream, this is too entertaining not to.” the brunette smirked down at Dream, who bared his teeth with a low growl. It would’ve been intimidating if not for the goofy smile plastered on his lips and the tiny giggles slipping out every few seconds.

“T-trahahaitor. Both of you are trait-OHOHORS! STOP SAHAPNAHAHAP!” Dream’s attempt at sassing back was cut short as Sapnap decided he had done enough talking, dragging his nails slowly up and down the taller boys squirming feet. His laughter only got louder as Sapnap begin to dig under his toes, making Dream shake his head back and forth, trying to do anything to lessen the ticklish feeling.

“Awh, are we traitors Dream? Are we really~? After all the times you’ve hunted us down and tickled us until we couldn’t breathe?” the brunette sat on Dream’s waist had his attention now as he continued to shake his head, looking into George’s brown eyes as he watched the boy above him wiggle his fingers over his tummy.

“Nohoho plehehease! I’m sohohorry!” Dream begged George, watching the hands grow closer and closer to his tummy, the older boy wiggling his fingers to make the boy beneath him squirm even more.

“It’s kind of too late for apologies.” Sapnap giggled, skittering his fingers quickly along Dream’s arches. Dream attempted to twist again to kick his legs, but was rendered absolutely useless as George’s teasy fingers finally touched down onto Dream‘s stomach.

Dream lost it. He let out a loud, high pitched squeal followed by a longer wheeze. He arched his back up, only further pushing his tummy into George’s tickling hands before he fell back down against the ground, pulling at his hands in the blanket to attempt to cover himself. His eyes were squeezed shut and his head was thrown back, lost in helpless laughter.

“You think I can find his bellybutton even with the blanket on, Sapnap?”

“NOHOHO DOHON’T!” Dream’s pleading was ignored as if he wasn’t there as Sapnap answered George.

“I mean, I think it’s worth trying.”

“Nohohoho, G-George plehehease!”

“Hmm….oh! Found it.” George nearly lost his balance as a scream tore from Dream’s throat, almost raspy from the force of it. He wheezed and squealed and laughed and laughed and laughed. Eventually, his laughter turned silent and Dream stopped squirming, completely accepting his fate and melting into the ground. The two boys took that as the sign to stop, and they both rubbed the ghost tickles away, helping Dream calm down until his breath had finally returned to normal.

“You okay, giggles?” Sapnap smiled as he climbed off of Dream’s ankles, George following his lead as they both sat on either side of him.

“Y-Yohou guys suhuck.” Dream let out a breath, the last of his giggles finally coming to an end as he squirmed slightly in the blanket.

“Yeah yeah, we know. I’d watch if I were you, Dream. We’re the ones who have to let you out.” George popped an eyebrow down at the blonde, running a hand threw the messy curls on Dream’s head. The blush returned to his face as he realized the brunette was right. They all laughed at how ridiculous this situation had been before they finally let Dream go, pulling the blanket and causing Dream to quickly roll out. He landed on his side, still giggling from being practically launched from the blanket.

George and Sapnap helped Dream up, all settling on the couch as they finally calmed down. They decided to watch a movie, so they all huddled together after grabbing various snacks and drinks from the kitchen and switching the lights off. As the movie started, Dream smirked before speaking, letting out a chuckle.

“I hope you don’t think either of you are getting away with that shit. Because you’re both gonna regret that, believe me.”

[aninklingof]

Hoodie Tickles

Ello! Sorry I haven’t done a Lee! Dream month day in a few days, I’ve been really struggling with sleep and energy in general, so I counted the Lee Tommy ficlet I was requested as the fic for yesterday (I think it was yesterday).

I decided to make it up to y’all by doing a drawing for day 24: hoodie!

I kinda hate it but it’s here so—

Lee! Dream Month post here

[fluffallamaful]

here it isssss :D Llama’s Lee Dream Month!! thank you all again for 300 followers 😊 hopefully people are able to have a bit of fun with this 😁 more info under cut!!

RULES

tag with #llamas lee dream month

credit people who you are inspired by!! even if it’s just linking their ask/post

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ABOUT:

each day in june i will be writing a fic, ficlet, hc, etc… corresponding the date with my prompts (prompt 1 will be written on june 1st)

feel free to do whatever you want with the prompts though. whether that be combining prompts, doing a random generator, taking requests, etc… it doesn’t have to be in order

the pieces don’t have to be full length fics, they can just be ficlets or even just a discussion or art :D the aim is is that everyone and anyone can participate. be creative with it

all the prompts are based on posts under #llamas concepts so if you need inspiration you can scroll through that

i will be posting in aest timezone. but post in whatever timezone you want

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FULL PROMPT LIST

Tummy tickles

First meetings/stream

Mask

Tickle hugs

Scars

Bee!Dream

Couch/beanbag/blanket

Photo shoot

Crabgame!Dream

Anticipation

Upside-down tickles

Freckles

Blob!Dream

Childhood games

Boxing/sparring

Asking for tickles

Raspberries/nibbles

Minecraft but…

FNAF!Dream

Comfort

Manhunt

Ler!Patches

Hide and seek

Hoody

Challenge

Melt/glitch spot

Massage/healing

Pranks

Prison!Dream

So so soft…

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[guesswho873]

the other forms

summary: dream doesn't know skeppy had a another form ,skeppy didn't know dream had another form. but they both know now.

note :this is the part two of tiny diamond. requested by @thatonelesbianweeb

and this is also for dream lee month by @fluffallamaful cuz i haven't done any and it almost going to end so... yeah.

13.blob!dream.

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so... it was so early in the morning, and skeppy just woke up. he looked at his clock to see it was feaking 5 in the morning, skeppy was suprised that he even woke up, because he is a night person.

he tried to go back asleep, he tossed and turned but nothing woked, so he decided to wake up. he went the living room expecting bad to be there, cuz bad always been a morning person.

but he wasn't there, he 1st thought he went out but bad would never leave without informing skeppy, so skeppy went to his room amd knocked, but there was no responce, but the door was unlocked..... so skeppy decided to go in.

he slowly opened the door, and saw bad was fast asleep curled up, hugging rat (his dog) peacefully, and it was adorable.

skeppy giggled 'god no one will belive that he is a demon' skeppy rolled his eyes but still was smilling. he closed the door.

he got ready, but he didn't know what to do.

so he decided to read a book but it was the worst mistake cuz it was SO boring. so he decided to go on a walk.

he took some items and food , and went out.

and it was amazing the cool breeze, the fresh air, the slowly rising up sun. he was having a great time.

he explored the SMP, looked that every house that he could see, and most importantly it was super peacefull. he was actually humming to himself.

he went to a forest area and saw a masked man laying under a shade of a tree, hands at the back of his head staring up in the sky, it was dream.

dream saw skeppy and waved at him. "oh hey skeppy!!" dream said.

"hey!! what are you doing here so early?" skeppy asked sitting next to dream.

"pt- i should be asking that,cuz you never was a morning person!" dream said smiling.

"wha- yeah i shouldn't asked that, cuz you might have just slept here cuz your just homeless" skeppy said with a smirk. and dream gasped.

"i should not to hang out with techno often!!" dream said and the both giggled.

"okey finee..... i donno!! i just woke up early, and bad was asleep, so i thought of having some fresh air.

"oh, suprised that bad is still asleep, but my story is also pretty much the same, i woke up thinking me,george,sapnap would do some practice, but that two lazyasses were asleep, and i know in the morning this place will be the most peacefull place in the SMP so i came here." dream explained, and skeppy giggled.

"agreed" skeppy said.

and they both started talking, dream talked many of his manhunt and how he was close to losing many times, and skeppy was talking about many adventures him and bad went, and dream telling his.

but then while skeppy was talking about fighting/pvping, something poped in dream's head, and asked skeppy

"come to think of it, i never pvped you right?" skeppy thought about it, and it was true.

"maybe that's why people think your the best, cuz you never seen my talent". skeppy said and smirked, and obviously it was playful but still it kinda hit dream's ego.

"oh yeah? alright bet!!" dream said taking out his sword, "your on!" skeppy said taking out his sword,and dream smirked.

and the fight begin, the got up and stood away from each other and waiting for the orther one to start it. after a few sec, dream finally leapt forward swing his sword.

skeppy douged it and swing his sword. and one of the wild fights broke out.

both of them were losing hearts and getting them back by eating in some part skeppy broke dream's shield, after some time skeppy got tired, he thought dream would be too but he looked more than fine.

guess he is been in many pvp than skeppy, so he got used to it. then dream swing his sword full speed to skeppy it broke skeppy's shild. smeppy knew if he stand there he will lose.

so he ran to the nearest forest still shooting his bow at dream, dream loves to chase, so he wasn't worried that skeppy would outrun him. but the bow was pretty good at distracting him,so he lost skeppy.

but he knows skeppy was almost breathless so he couldn't go far. he stopped, he knows skeppy is near.

"ohhhh~~~ skeppy stopp hiding~~" dream said looking around. but no sound came, then's when dream realised it was dead silent and it was a thick forest so even tho is was like 5:30 am his was so dark, and the branches hanging ,the fallen trees it was all seemed like it was in a horor game.

so dream was slightly scared, but he didn't show it, cuz they are in a pvp, and he doesn't want to show his weakness. he continued to search skeppy but there was no responce....

dream was getting uneasy min by min, but 'no i wouldn't or i couldn't be sca- HOLY SHIT!' while dream was thinking skeppy popped up from behind dream and said "SURPRISE" at top of his lungs and swing his sword.

and dream screamed, it was so loud that skeppy almost tripped but luckly gained balance.

"holy-!! dudahhade you o- dream??" skeppy was cut off, after the jumpscare skeppy turned to laugh at dream, but he is not there.........?.

skeppy was confused there was dream's sword laying down but where is HE?. skeppy looked around, Suddenly something pounced in him, he thought it was an insect and it has grabbed his hoodie. but it was too big to be an insect.

that's when he looked down to see a......... BLOB?!. skeppy did not expcet that fell down on suprise and the blob was still on his hoodie.

it was a white blob with a smiling face for a face, and it looked like it was dream's mask?! skeppy was becoming more and more confused but that's when it hit him.

"a-are you...... DREAM!?!?" skeppy asked pretty shocked and placed the blob on his hands

the blob became kinda red... but still noded. and skeppy bust out laughing.

"hahahah!! thahahat's yohohohohu?!? awww!!" skeppy said laughing, which made the blob make some angry squeaks. which made skeppy laugh even more.

ANHAHAD yoHohohU caHahaAha't taHAHhahahlk toHOho?? AW! pohohr thihing haha" he cooed over dream but still laughing and the blob puffed his cheeks. and jumped out of skeppy's hand and tried to move by jumping it worked the 1st time but then he fell, not only that he couldn't get up. omg....

"*squeak* *squeak*SQUEAK*" the blob squeaked for help but skeppy couldn't help but laugh.

"HahahHAHA aw! thahaht's ohohohohone ohohohf theheh cuhahahatest thihihihngs i ever seehehhn! hahah" skeppy said thought laughter but stopped and got up to pick up dream.

but seeing him like this, and thinking back towhen he was trying to kill him, he again started to giggle, "awww! yohohu gohohona kihihll meheh lihihke this??, whahit you cahahan't eheheven pihick up thhehe swohohrd" and the blob face bacame even more red and puffed it's cheek again.

the blob Suddenly pounced on skeppy and again he didn't expect it and fell down with a slight squeak.

the blob was on top of skeppy's belly,and began to nuzzled his head on it , which make skeppy squeak.

Ah- ahhahahaha whahhat? dreheheheham wahahait- ptt drehahaHEhheeam!!!" skeppy said squriming.

"*squeak* *squeak* (oh! now you agree that i am dream?? huhhh~?!) the blob squeaked but skeppy didn't understand it.

the blob started to jump around, but insead of it hurting, it felt like someone is poking him and skeppy was squeaking like a toy.

"ah- hahah nononon!! eEk- deheehHEhehm- nohohOH- hahaha aH- i am soHory!! hahahaHA-" skeppy said squeaking, and the blob squeaked "*squeak* *squeak* (ohhh~~ skeppy... i think i might just win like this), with that dream nuzzed his head on skeppy's lower of his sides where the hips meet.

"HAhahahaaHAHAhaha dreEHEheham soHOHOHOhohohp!!" skeppy said wiggling like crazy, and dream was loving this, then out of nowhere skeppy turned into- 'A SMALLER VERSION!?!' dream thought.

while dream was in complete shock skep just sat up and waved at him.

*squeak!!?!* the blob made a shocked yet confused squeak and jumpped a few steps back.

but skep just smiled or made what it looked like a happy face (cuz it doesn't have a mouth), and just multiplied,surrounding dream(not that many tho it was only a few) just so casually like it's a everyday thing.

and the blob made a confused, shocked, paniced, you name it squeaks. he is probably sweating bullets.

it tried to escape but one of the akep tackled it, and managed pin him to the ground.

the blob squeaked and shook it's head.

one of the skep squeaked "*squeak* *squeak* (aww! you are gonna have sooo much fun!!)

the other skepies made a agreement squeak.

and the skep wiggled his finger on top of the body, down from the face and dream giggled squeakly and squeaked "*squeak**squeak*(skehehepy lehehet's tahahalk ahahahbohohohut thihihs-). now that skeppy is also in his other form, he can understand dream.

to which skep squeaked back "*squeak* *squeak*(you refused when i told you to stop, so why should l? ohhhhh dream you screwed up~~)`" in a teasing tone, with that the other skepies tickled the lower area of the blob's body, and the blob squeaked louder.

"*squeak**squeak* *squeak* (HAhahaAhahHahahaHAHA!! skHAHAPpy PLHEHEheheheaHeAse!!! HAHAHAHbahah stOHOHohohp AH-)" to which skepies smirked.

"*squeak* *squeakkkk* *squeakkk~*( why? cuz it tIcKle soooo much? hmmmm? is the wittle blob is too ticklish?~~ ,when you are a human you're big and 'scary', and when you are a blob you're too small but too ticklish~~!? aww!! how unfortunate!! you can't even protect you sweet little bel-) the skep was cut off by dream squeaking loudly and shaking his head.

"*SQUEAK*;*SQU-* *SQUEAK* *SQUEAK*(AHHAhahahahHahaaHAHHAHAHAahhah!! stoHOHOP NOHHOhohihoHohHO teHEAsiHIng haha)" dream squeaked, it's jead was red from blishing.it tried to escape but there were 5 of them so it didn't stand a chance.

"* squeak* *squeak* *squeeeaak~~*(aww! your head look like a tomato!! hahah just the leaf missing~, but it's rude to interept someome when they are speaking~~ dream i think we need to tech you some manners~~)" skep said and the other skepies nodded.

two of them placed their fingers in the lower part of the body and two were on the sides and one was under the the face like chin and the upper part of the blob. no one was in the belly, yet.

and dream squeaked in panic, but it fell on deaf ear, as the all started to tickle and dream was full on squeaking loudly and wiggling.

" *SQUEAK* *SQUEAHAHAK* (HAHAHHAHHAHA! SKEHEHEHPY COHOHOHME OHOHOHON! SOHOHOHOP I CAHAHHAHAHAN'T, HAHAHAH!! PEHEHEHHEHESEHEHESE I AM SOHOHOHORY HAHAHAHA-)" the blob apologized, and it made the skepies smirk but giggle too.

the skepies decided to finish it with one last thing, by going to the worst spot of course.

every skepies expcet one, cuz it was holding down dream, and dream was catching his breath. the 4 skepies squeaked "*squeak* (oneeeeee......) *squeak* (twoooooo......)" skep made sure that they say it slowly to built some anicipation.

the blob finally understood what was sheppy panning and started to panic and squirm again,and shaking it's head, but they pretty much ignored him. and finally....

"*SQUEAK* (THREE!!!)" skepies squeaked, with that the four of them tickled on his belly at the same time, and dream SCREAMED the squeakly laughter was so high-piched.

"*SQUEAK* *SQUEAK* *SQUEEEHEHEHEK* (HAHAHAHA!! HAHAHAHAHAH SKEHEHEHEHEHPPTTHAHAHAY!! STOHOHOHOHOP AHAH AH- HAHAHAHAH EKK- HAHAHAHA! THAHAHAHT'S TOHOHO MUHAHAHCH)"

dream was in ticklish agony, as if this wasn't enough tow of the skepies blowed a raspberry (and don't ask me how when they don't have a mouth, it's "magic").and dream's struggled more to get out and squeaked so loud.

soon the squeaks were getting quieter and the skepies backed up, and they bacame normal skeppy again. and after a second dream also turned back, he was breathless still giggling, covering his face with his hands, his mask was beside him.

and skeppy giggled and poked dream's side and dream squeaked and his hand came crashing down to protect it.

"you still squeak like the blob! haha" skeppy said. and dream blushed harder.

"fuck off" dream said, and skeppy giggled, and then skeppy asked

"care to explain, why you turned into that blob?" skeppy said raising one eyebrow.

"no!! you explain first! how in the fuck did you turn like that, and MULTIPLY!?!" dream said and skeppy giggled.

"oh...... it's a longeee story" skeppy said and stood up and gave a hand to help dream get up.

and dream took the hand , stood up and said "i am listening! you can tell me-" but he Suddenly tackled skeppy into the ground.

"after i get my revenge" dream said and smirked and lanched his hands on skeppy's armpits. and laughter ecoed through the forest.

yep. skeppy is screwed.

END

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yoooo! got another fic finished!! finally, i loved writing this and thx you for requesting this @thatonelesbianweeb and sorry it was late 😅😅

anyway...

hope you like this.

[covenofwives]

Squeaking

While the Gods and their siblings are enjoying a fun day out, Dream is suddenly overcome with hiccups and the Gods all try to help him get rid of them. The results are varying.

I am VERY excited to finally share this one. Another prompt from @fluffallamaful beautiful lee!Dream month. I was trying to debate which one this could go into but I decided it's best suited to the prompt upside down tickles.

Small disclaimer, this event isn't canon to the God Sibling AU despite how cute the idea is. This takes place in a sort of "what if" situation, if the God siblings had all met sooner and still had their siblings.

Dream, George and Sapnap are around 8 years old.

Please Enjoy~

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The three Gods each took their work seriously. Each took care to protect their realms but they also made time to raise their little siblings too. DreamXD, GeorgeHD and Sapnap4K were lucky their siblings were all near the same age and they got along with one another when they first met. It was important for the kids to play and interact with peers their own age, so what better way than for the three Gods to meet up and watch over their little brothers while conversing with one another.

They had decided early on that HD’s realm was the best spot to gather. Out in the fresh air with the soft grass under the Gods, relaxing as they could watch over their little brothers. 4K did offer to make a safe spot in the Nether for them but HD rejected that offer right away, saying they wouldn’t be caught dead letting George run around in that death trap.

Most of the kids games dissolved into Dream running, screaming with laughter as Sapnap and George chased after him with various sticks. Sometimes one of the Gods was called in to play the dragon (which was usually 4K because he could make great fire) and it dissolved into playful fighting which always ended in the three exhausted.

And so that’s how the day started. The three Gods met up with their little siblings and were lounging by a soft shady patch of grass under a tall tree as little Dream, George and Sapnap chased one another around in the field of flowers down the hill. XD got to proudly show off the newly formed Drista. She was still very young and fell asleep not long after they had arrived, so HD kindly made a small cloud crib for her to lay and comfortably sleep in as the Gods chatted.

Everything was calm and peaceful, until the Gods noticed it was suddenly far too quiet. Before they had time to worry or even look over, they could see their brothers all running up the hill to join them.

“What happened?” HD asked, opening his arms immediately for George to crawl in to.

“Dream’s squeaking!” Sapnap panted breathlessly and practically jumped into 4K’s lap. The Nether God was well versed in dealing with the hyperactive Sapnap and was very ready for it, catching and setting his little brother to sit properly.

“He’s what?” XD asked, hiding his worry.

“Squeaking.” George replied as he settled back in HD’s arms. He grabbed onto one of the hanging robes of HD’s outfit and began rubbing it between his fingers. “He won’t stop squeaking.”

As though giving an example, Dream squeaked. His whole body shook like a small jolt running through him and he made a half squeak, half quacking sound that seemed forced out of himself.

George and Sapnap giggled over the squeak as Dream gave an annoyed, almost defeated, huff. “I can’t stop!” He quickly whined before he squeaked again.

Realising it wasn’t anything serious, XD breathed a sigh of relief and gave a warm laugh. “You have hiccups.”

“Hiccups?” Dream asked, and another squeak came out.

“Hiccups.” XD repeated. He gave a quick look over to Drista, making sure she was still sleeping in her cloud, before turning back to Dream and opening his arms. His little brother quickly crawled into his lap, settling as another hiccup made him jump. “Some people get them. They’re harmless and they’ll go away soon.”

“I want them away -hic- n-now!” Dream whined, ended with a frustrated growl as another hiccup squeaked in his voice. With each squeak, George and Sapnap had giggled to it, but the more Dream was frustrated the less funny it was being. The two looked over in sympathy to their friend.

“Well, you can try some things to make them go away faster.” HD offered. Dream’s head whipped around to the starry haired God, eyes wide and hopeful. “George gets them sometimes, you can do some things to help get rid of them.”

“Well George never told us that!” Sapnap exclaimed. His tail lashed with his excitement as 4K held him back from jumping out his lap.

George’s face turned pink as the attention went to him. “I-It was funny!” He defended as he shuffled back into HD’s robes.

“What can I -hic- do?” Dream quickly asked.

“You can stretch your arms above your head.” HD nodded. “That helps George.”

Dream stretched his arms high above his head as instructed. He was silent for about ten seconds when another hiccup surprised him. He was about to drop his arms in defeat until HD encouraged him to keep them up, saying they had to stay up and stretched for longer, and so Dream stretched them up again. That’s when 4K slowly grinned.

The Nether God slowly uncurled his tail from behind him and slipped it out from under the folds of his coat. His tail was jet black, almost matching the colour of the coat and slipped by unnoticed until XD caught sight of it sneaking up behind Dream. Instead of saying anything, the blonde God just stifled his smile and continued watching his little brother.

With his arms stretched up high above his head, Dream had pulled up his t-shirt and giving enough space for the end of 4K’s tail to slip in and the fluffy tip brushed along Dream’s side and belly.

Dream jumped with a half squeal and half giggle. He quickly brought his arms down, curling in on himself and falling more into XD’s lap before looking at the offending tail, which was quickly pulling back to hide in 4K’s coat once more.

“Y-Yoho-ohohou!” Dream pointed accusingly, though the tone was ruined by his hiccuping giggles.

“Being surprised is supposed to help stop hiccups! I was only helping, little guy.” 4K threw his hands up, feigning a sympathetic voice when the grin on his face was anything but.

“He does that to me all the time!” Sapnap giggled, which jumped up into squealing as 4K gave a squeeze into his sides. “Stahahahap!”

“Well I-Ihi didn’t -hic- wohohork ahanyway.!” Dream half huffed, half giggled. It was hard for him to keep his annoyed mood as the hiccups were starting to make him giddy and giggly.

“Holding your breath is another tactic.” HD suggested. “Take in a deep breath and hold it for as long as you can.” They demonstrated by taking in a breath, and Dream copied them, holding it while HD slowly released theirs.

XD could see Dream’s shoulders jolt with another hiccup, but to Dream’s credit he didn’t let it stop him. He kept holding his breath and now HD grinned.

HD didn’t need to sneak as 4K had. With a quick thought, one of the God’s white ethereal hands appeared behind Dream’s head. The white fingers slipped just under Dream’s hair and tickled his neck.

Dream’s breath came out in a high pitched giggle. He rolled forward in XD’s lap, hunching his shoulders and wrapping his arms around his neck. George and Sapnap broke out into their own squeaky laughter as they watched their friend try to shake off the tickling feeling.

“Y-Yohou ahall s-suhuhuhuck!” Dream giggled.

“Dream! Thehey’re trying to help!” XD reprimanded their brother but it was hard to pretend to be stern when they were giggling and smiling too wide.

“N-Nohone of thehese -hic- h-have hehelped! A-Ahand I -hic- kehep getting t-tickled when I try!” With every hiccup in Dream’s words, he was growing a mix of frustrated and giddy. While the hiccups were clearly annoying him, he couldn’t hide the smile and the clear tone in his voice that he was having fun.

“Hmm. I’ve got it!” XD quickly announced. “People say hanging upside down helps get rid of hiccups!”

“That doesn’t ma-EEK!”

Before Dream could even voice his scepticism, XD grabbed around Dream’s waist and hoisted him up. He made an embarrassingly high squeak mixed with a hiccup then he was turned, hanging upside down in XD’s arms.

Dream’s squeal was a mix of excited giggling and panicked over being dropped. His hands gripped tightly onto XD’s arms, words mixed with his giggles and hiccups.

“Ehehex DEHEHE! -hic- Puhut mehe -hic- d-dohohown!”

George and Sapnap broke out into excited laughter at seeing Dream hanging upside down in his brother’s arms.

“I wouldn’t be struggling so much, Dream. If you don’t want me to drop you.” XD warned.

Dream gasped then and kept, somewhat, still. His legs still wobbled and he kept his hold tight on XD’s arms but his wiggling had stopped.

“I-Ihihit’s n-noho -hic- nohot wohork -hic- wohorking!” Dream reasoned, trying to appeal to XD’s sense, if the God even had any at this moment.

“Hmm, no. I guess not. Maybe we should stretch your arms up. Or, I guess down!” XD grinned, absolutely delighted as Dream babbled out his shock.

“W-WHAHAT!”

Dream kicked and wiggled in his siblings arms, clawing and at the same time holding on so tightly his knuckles were turning white. 4K and HD were just as amused as their brothers giggling in their arms.

“Yes, I think that would help.” HD nodded. “Using all the fixes at once would surely make them go away faster.”

“Absolutely!” 4K nodded. He’d been grinning ever since Dream had been caught in XD’s arms.

XD’s top set of arms kept wrapped around Dream’s waist but their lower set of arms came forward. They pried Dream’s hands off their arms and pulled them down, stretching Dream out and defenceless.

“EHEhehex -hic- DeheHEHE! -hic- L-LeheHET MEHEHE -hic- g-g-gohoho!”

“Oh but Dream, they’re worse than ever now!” XD feigned sympathy and while his voice was a good imitation, the wide grin on his face gave it away instantly. “We’ll need to chase them away!”

“Chahase -hic- thehehem?!”

“Yes. We need to chase them off! And hiccups are deadly afraid of tickles.”

XD didn’t even have to finish the word and Dream’s struggling kicked up to a whole new level. Literally kicking as Dream’s legs flailed for any sense of freedom. He babbled out threats and pleas but all fell on deaf ears as XD’s hands held on like God on a mission.

It only took little encouragement from their older siblings, and George and Sapnap scrambled off their brothers laps and excitedly scurried to XD and Dream. George immediately went in, scribbling his fingers into Dream’s armpits while Sapnap crawled up and squeezed into Dream’s side and stomach.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA! G-GEHEHEOHOHOHORGE! SAHAHAPNAHAHAP! STAHAHAP!”

“But it’s working Dream!” XD gasped. “Your hiccups are disappearing!”

“You should be thanking us, Dream!” Sapnap giggled.

“We’re helping you, idiot!”

At first they tickled frantically, scribbling in any spot they could grab at but they coordinated their attacks. They attacked Dream’s ribs, Sapnap getting the tops of his ribs as George tickled the bottom. They would alternate, slipping to tickle his tummy or armpits but always came back to his ribs.

 Dream’s laughter switched between squeaking out pleas and bursting into hysterics. His face burned red from the blush and partly from hanging upside down.

When Dream’s laughter became quiet and more wheezing, XD noticed right away. George and Sapnap took notice and backed off as well, only fully stopping when XD told them to. XD gently put Dream over their lap, rubbing away any of the lasting ghostly tickles as Dream gasped and panted air into his lungs.

“You alright, Dreamie?” XD cooed his voice, trying to hide his worry. He felt somewhat guilty that he maybe let the tickling go on for too long.

Dream muffled something into XD’s knee. When he was asked to repeat it he turned over and glared to XD. “I’m not… Dreamie…!”

XD grinned, part in taunting and in relief. “You’re fine if you can still fight back over your adorable name.”

“I-Ihit’s not my nahame!”

The other Gods and their siblings laughed along. “At least your hiccups are gone, little guy.” 4K pointed out.

Dream gave a response, but it was far too mumbled to understand. He was a melted puddle over XD’s lap. XD gave his back a small pat and Dream gave a small whine.

“Now that your hiccups are gone, we can get back to playing!” Sapnap jumped excitedly, leaning over XD’s leg.

“Yes! We were just about to get you Dream when you called it off!” George nodded, leaning over XD’s other side. “We need to get you!”

Dream made some sound of acknowledgement but didn’t move. Even his mumbled words sounded slurred. XD’s hand never left Dream’s back, and after a moment, his breathing became slowed.

“I think Dream needs some time to rest.” XD announced, which earned disappointed ‘aww’ from both George and Sapnap.

“Leave him alone for now, Sapnap.” 4K pulled their brother back by the hood of his panda styled hoodie. “You and George can play together just fine.”

“Its better when it’s two against one.” George huffed. “I can catch Sapnap easily.”

“You can not!” Sapnap gasped, like he was greatly offended. “I’m better than Dream! I can outrun you!”

The two dissolved into a bickering match before they were encouraged off by HD and the two ran out into the field; Sapnap determined to outlast Dream’s time of not being caught and George running for the closest stick. Their screams and yells at one another getting quieter and allowing Dream to rest.

XD carefully moved Dream in his arms, turning his brother on his side so he was facing into XD’s chest and the God cradled Dream in his lower arms. His fingers absent-mindedly stroked though the blonde hair a few shades darker than XD’s and he was half listening to Dream’s gentle breathing while the other half was somewhat focused on 4K and HD’s conversation.

Another perfect afternoon for the three Gods and their siblings to enjoy. Hopefully, one of many to come.

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Tickle hug

Dream squeaked giggling “EEK QUuhuahaahcckkihittyy whihihyyy?!?” Quackity smirked as he scribbled his hands on dreams side as he had him in a hug “you know exactly why Dream!” Dream tried to continue to play innocent “nohoho ihihi dohohnnttt!” Quackity rolled his eyes “Dream you literally called me mega short and said you were afraid you would step on me if you’re not careful did you really think I’d let you get off with that with no repercussions?“ Dream giggles more at the mention of his joke and Quackity hitting a specific ticklish spot on his sides “EE cohohomnehehehe OHohohnnn ihihittt wahhahssss fuhhunnny!” Quackity scoffed “Look I am not that short you’re just incredibly tall and if you really wanna laugh I can help out with that surely I can manage to find a death spot, I mean I found Karl’s literally the second day of us hanging out for the first time ever!” Dream shakes his head “wehehlll bUHUHUTTT ihihisssnnttt HEHEH ahhaha whahahllkjihihinngg dehehhhattthh SPOOHOTT?!?”

Quackity shrugs “I mean kinda but still if you don’t wanna accept that I also found Sapnap’s within the second day of meeting him” Dream scoffs softly in his giggles “OHOHO plhehehaaaseehehe twohohoh ohohofff HIHIHISSSS dehahhatthhh spohohottsss AHArrehehee rihihigghttt nehehexxttt tohoho ehehehahahacchhh ohoTHEHHERRR!” Quackity sighed “Dream I could go ahead and say how I found George’s as well but I just know you’re gonna say the same thing and I’m just gonna go ahead and call you out on your bull crap and say I can see right through you trying to doubt my abilities to make yourself less scared of me finding your death spots it’s just not gonna work I’m going to find them!” Dream whined softly as Quackity’s fingers stilled and blushed knowing Quackity is right… “ihihihi hnngg just do it already okay?!” Quackity smiled as he gently poked Dreams cheek “awww can dreamie not take the anticipation?” Dream squeaked and lightly batted at Quackity’s hand “shut up!” Quackity giggled softly “oohh I don’t think he can your honor! Mr big tall dreamie can’t take being made to wait for his tickles!” Dream whined again hiding his face in Quackity’s shoulder “Quackity! Please!” Quackity giggled softly again “okay okay I’ll get on with it! Hmm you give me vibes very similar to Karl very walking death spot but loves it vibes… but hmm I think I’ll see about… right… here!”

His fingers darted to Dream’s ribs scribbling and squeezing from bottom to top eyebrows raising at how Dream’s laughter would increase the closer he got to his pits “EAHHAHA NAHHAHA FRIHIHCCKK!” Upon this he was quick to waste no time plunging into his pits making Dream squirm about in his hug even more as his arms were firmly clamped down upon instinct “EEEHHAHAHHA QUHUHUAAHAHAHCCKKIHIHTTYYY!” Quackity giggled with Dream softly “Awww you really are so ticklish aren’t you dreamie? Hmm say do you have a favorite spot to be tickled?” Quackity paused after a few seconds wiggling his hands out and awaiting dreams answer.. it took Dream a few moments to collect himself before he finally mumbled “my tummy…” Quackity smiled “awe a lot of people like tummy tickles so that’s really not that surprising for you to say that spot still very cute do you have any others?” Dream nods softly “Mm my f-feet and back…” Quackity’s smile morphs into one of excitement “Oohh most people don’t like feet tickles so that’s exciting! So you up for more tickles Dreamie or no?” Dream shyly mumbles “mm maybe some soft tummy ones…”

Quackity nods “you got it man you wanna uh stay hugging or what?” Dream shyly asks “can we uh can we cuddle?” Quackity nods quickly! “Of course man couch?” Dream shrugs “mm my bed is bigger so it’d probably be more comfy” Quackity nods “alright dude lead the way” and so the next few hours Dream spends getting all the soft tickles he could ever want (for the day) from Quackity happy as ever albeit he did not expect it this to ever happen he’s very happy it did

The end

(I hope you all enjoy! I wanted to do something ler!quackity lee!dream and came up with this!)