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you got me thinking about the Horror & Nightmare dynamic,, some late night concepts I managed to come up with, might make one into a fic if any of them catches your eye... gulp
Hi ! All this concepts sound very good and fun haha, thank you for sharing them <3
I would obviously love reading any fic you would write but no pressure ! Only do it if you want to ! As for which concept I like best I don't know, they all are good :') tho I like the fourth one ? The one with the size difference, I like how Nightmare totally isn't thinking of how Horror could hold him and wreck him with ease... this mf is so touch starved I swear
Requests still in the works!! I actually got stumped with one of them and ended up rewriting the whole thing out of nervousness.. but they ARE coming!!! No worries ^^
hii hellooo so umm I recently got into utmv again and I've been wanting to write a drabble or something for lee!Nightmare. perhaps. soo I wanted to see if you'd be okay with me sending it to you (via ellipsus! i would just be sharing a link through another ask). and also. I don't know if there's things you'd maybe rather not see ig?? like, say, if I were to add a Nightmare ship that wasn't errormare and whatnot. and the fact that I would probably write them as humans because. gulp. i can't write skeletons.. but yeah i just decided to ask. hope you're having a great day !!
omg I am so sorry for the time it took me to answer !! I am very rarely logged into this account so I didn't see the ask 😭
Do you want me to, like, beta read or just be a regular reader ? Cause I've never done beta reading so don't know how that works exactly :')
Of course you can send me your work ! Idk how ellipsus works tho, like if I need an account to open links ? Also by simple security measure I would ask you to not be anonymous when you send me the link, however if you want to remain unseen "in public" you can also send me a message for discretion !
I don't particularly have anything I don't like to see ? I'm fine with either ships even if they might not be my favorites
Again I am sorry for the delay, have a good day too !
Had these sitting around for a while, and noticed my artstyle changed a lil bit since my last post, so uh, yea, have some uncooked toast, cause i dont feel like doing any clean lineart and have no intent of finishing these :D
I don't see anything Lee!Horror related if not very little... I need to fix that.~😈
Context: Horror made dinner for everyone... but one of the ingredients causes him to get targeted.
Enjoy!
Warning: Human remains
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It was dinnertime at the castle and Horror made meatloaf, which wasn't their favorite dish he made, but they're still grateful.
Nightmare had already eaten, so he went to his office to work.
After eating some of the food, Horror was trying his best not to laugh because, little did they know, they were actually eating-
"IS THAT A FUCKING EYEBALL!?" Killer was about to gag.
Shit! The blender didn't process the food all the way. "U-Um... No?"
"Horror..." Cross said his name threateningly, the others glared at him.
"It's not a human, trust me... it's uhh... a c-cow eye."
Dust smirked. "If you say so... I'm full though, so I'm going to bed... Isn't that right, guys?~"
Catching on to his playful tone, Killer and Cross nodded. They teleported out of the room.
Horror sighed with relief and cleaned up all the plates, not realizing their true intentions.
They actually teleported in Nightmare's office to tell him what happened.
Nightmare was furious and gave them permission to do anything they wanted to him, but he still had work to do so he couldn't join them.
-Later-
Horror woke up to a weird static noise. He got up and followed the noise to the TV in the living room. The hell...? Who left this on? He turned off the TV and turned around facing the kitchen. His face displayed guilt for putting human in the meal... His urges were getting the better of him... He doesn't want to eat any humans, but his bloodlust from years of not eating anything made him act like an animal.
Suddenly, there was a creek in the floorboards. He darted towards his room realizing that the TV was a trap, but his soul had turned blue and he fell on his stomach. CRAP!!! I'M STUCK!!!! If he would've fallen on his back, he would've been able to fight off whoever was attacking him until their magic ran out.
But since he was on his stomach, he was more vulnerable. He knew who the attackers were now.
"THE HELL GUYS!? LET ME GO!!!" He growled as he tried to get up, but the weight of his soul was too much, even for him. "Let... me... GO!!!"
"We will eventually..." Dust finally spoke up.
"We just need something from you first.~" Killer smirked as wide as he could.
"Just get it over with."
Cross nodded to the other two as he sat on Horror's left arm while Killer sat on the right one. Dust sat on his legs, facing his feet.
Cross grinned. "We'll stop when we feel like you've learned your lesson about feeding humans to us."
"Huh...? Stop wha- hrrk!" Horror's sentence was interrupted by hands tickling his armpits, ribs, and feet. "Hhh... Hey...! Wh-Why are... youUUU!! Ggghh...! S-Stop it!"
"Like I said, we'll stop when we feel like it."
Tears welled up in Horror's eye sockets, he didn't understand how he was this ticklish... He did remember a tickle fight him and his brother had before all the bad things happened to him.
He was actually kinda enjoying this... but it's still maddening!
"C-Can yohou STOP tihicklihing ME pleeeeehehehease...? Hehe."
"Is there a way to make him scream...? I wanna know what that sounds like from him." Killer ignored Horror's request, asking the other two if something could break him.
"Yep, let me just turn him around." The others got off after Dust turned Horror's soul blue. Now that he was out of breath, Horror couldn't fight anyone off and protect THAT spot.
They sat on his arms and legs again before Dust turned off his magic. "Watch this.~"
Dust has known him for a while, so he knew his weakest spot. He grabbed his hips gently and massaged them slowly.
Horror gasped before holding his breath. He squirmed and thrashed violently. Then, after a few more gasps, he finally broke.
"GgghhhrrrrRRRRAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...! STOHOHAHAHAHAAP IHI CAHAHAN'T TAHAHAKE IHIHIT…! PLEHEHEHEASE...! I'M SOHOHORYYYAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAA!" His laugh was uncharacteristically loud and high pitched.
The others giggled in delight.
"Wow, Horror... didn't think your voice could go that high!" Killer's rare moments of happiness are for this specific moment, right here, right now.
"Or that loud... hope it doesn't hurt." Cross was slightly worried.
"He'll be fine, I've done this before... he won't last long though."
His face flushed from the teasing. He was out of breath and he started wheezing as his high pitched laughter grew quiet as he began to squeak.
"silent laughter... plehhhs wheeze..."
"Okay, okay, that's enough." Dust got off, the others followed and did the same.
Horror curled up into a ball as his body shook, still tingling from the phantom tickles. "Heheheh... haha... hoohooooowweeee... Whyhy meee...?"
"Never feed us humans again, Horror... Got it?"
Horror nodded.
Dust smiled. "Alright... I'm off to bed... g'night."
Everyone went to bed and Horror hoped he never got tickled again. That's a lie Horror.
Hello there!! I read your mtt fic and I loved it sooo much, you are a wonderful writer!!
I also saw your Dream headcannons and liked those too!
So, could I ask for Lee!Dream? I want to say to pick whatever Ler you want but if you want me to pick one, just let me know!
⭐️Half Empty Lemonade.⭐️
Lee Dream and Ler Swap!! Swap Realizes Dream needs a break, can’t fill up other cups when your own is empty..
1,381 words, No warnings except for the fact that this is a Tickle fic. If that makes you uncomfortable please block me and move on!
Enjoy! ^^
It was another agonizingly long day. Dream dragged themselves into the base and into the kitchen, steadying themselves against the counter.
So many tasks were checked off their list, having to go against Killer and Horror to save a village- alone. Having to answer the multiverse press- basically alone, Ink was no help. Then, having to face Dust 1v1. That alone required a team of ten. Unfortunately, his duties did not end there. Dream was expected to help in rebuilding a nearby AU and then dash back to have another meeting in the Star Hall. He couldn’t remember right now. Just heal up and move out.
Forcing their weak legs into a stand, Dream hobbled over to the fridge, rummaging through for healing items.
-
“PHEW!! TRAINING WAS QUITE INTENSE TODAY.”
Swap loudly announced to no one in particular. He had worked up quite the sweat and personally believed he deserved a cold glass of lemonade as a reward. Confidently, he marched inside the base and towards the kitchen.
…Only to be met with the sight of his leader, splayed out on the floor, and an empty container in their hand.
“…DREAM-?”
“Please- don’t look at me, Swap.”
The blue skeleton kneeled down beside his (very ashamed) friend, putting a hand against their forehead. “ARE YOU UNWELL??-“ He asked gently, the poor guy didn't even know if beings like Dream even got sick.
“Stars- no- I just need a few seconds to…catch my breath.” The positivity guardian attempted to reassure their friend, moaning in a depressed manner. They put an arm over their now aching head. Today had done nothing but chew him up and spit him out, but one of their teammates seeing him in such a state was the last straw. He was tired, still hungry, and exhausted; they just wanted to lie down and cry.
Dream’s internal turmoil was interrupted when they felt themselves being hoisted up by a familiar, protective grasp. Moving their arm to see that they were being picked up by Swap, and moved to the break room. He didn’t say anything, in case Dream was still embarrassed, but gave a reassuring smile, to which Dream smiled back.
-
“NOW- WOULD YOU LIKE TO EXPLAIN WHY YOU WERE LAID TO WASTE IN FRONT OF THE FRIDGE-?”
Swap teased the other lightly, rubbing their arm as they leaned onto his shoulder. The royal guard had moved Dream to their cozy break room, two ice-cold glasses of half-drunk lemonade standing on the table. Dream stared into one of them, watching how the warm sun shone through the sweet liquid. Swap's glass seemed half full, and theirs seemed half empty. They laughed quietly at his joke, and Swap internally cherished the sound, having not heard it in much too long. Dream then answered without looking up at the other. “I suppose my lack of energy got the better of me this time, not to mention my most recent activity was getting my ass kicked by Dust.”
“DREAM!-“
“Oh- aha- sorry, Swap!!”
The taller skeleton gave the light guardian a friendly glare, crossing his arms and huffing. “IT’S ALRIGHT. . .THIS TIME. TRY TO REFRAIN FROM SUCH VULGARITY-“
The light guardian couldn’t help but laugh at his expression, patting their companion's hand. Dream sighed quietly, legs curling up into their chest. The positive guardian’s smile slowly fell off his face, a more melancholy look replacing their usual glow.
“Things have just been…rather stressful lately. We’ve been so spread thin, I’ve barely had time to sleep- eat- sit down. . .”
Swap’s eyesockets softened, meeting Dream’s eye lights as they looked up at him.
“I’m just so tired, Swap.”
Dream hid their face in their arm suddenly, honestly surprising themself with…tears? He hadn’t remembered the last time he cried. Trying to keep up the positive act was so extremely exhausting; all they wanted was a break.
As if his prayers were answered, Dream felt two strong, comforting arms wrap around him. They peered out from their arm-barrier, Swap staring down at them lovingly. His eyelights glanced towards the lemonade glasses, and as if reading Dream's earlier thoughts, he spoke.
"YOU SHOULD ALWAYS HELP OTHERS OUT, FILL UP THEIR GLASSES WHEN THEY NEED IT. HOWEVER YOU CANNOT DO THAT WHEN YOUR OWN GLASS IS HALF EMPTY. YOU CANNOT GIVE WHAT YOU DO NOT HAVE, SO TAKE THE BREAK YOU NEED, AND SOMEONE LIKE ME CAN REFILL YOUR GLASS FOR YOU!!"
Dream stared back up at Swap, eyesockets watering more than before.
“SO CRY AS MUCH AS YOU WISH, DREAM. I’M STILL HERE.”
The guardian blinked in surprise. However, they didn’t object, shoving their face into Swap’s scarf and sobbing quietly. It felt nice to be able to let loose. To be vulnerable.
Dream had no idea how long he cried. It was a while, and then at some point it just drifted into sniffling and hiccuping, and soon they just lay in the Royal Guard’s arms. Feeling his chest rise and fall, feeling Swap hold his breath every time they shifted slightly, feeling. . .
Safe. Protected. Relaxed.
“I think I’m feeling a little better now. Thank you.”
“ALWAYS, FOREVER, AND ANYTIME, DREAM!” Swap beamed, looking down at his friend once more. Their soft smile, now shy eyelights, when an idea bloomed in his head. “SAY…YOU HAD MENTIONED BEING LOW ON ENERGY, YES? PERHAPS YOU SHOULD TAKE A NAP?”
“Ah, no- I certainly could not!! I still have so many tasks to complete and-“
“THOSE CAN WAIT.”
An eerie tone took over his words as his hug tightened more around Dream’s waist. “I HIGHLY SUGGEST THAT NAP, DREAM!!”
“Wh- Swap, I told you, IeHEHEHE-“
Dream shot up straight at the sudden sensation crawling up their spine. Swap’s gloved hand dug gently between their shoulder blades. The Golden Guardian choked out a noise that sounded like the secret love child of a snort and a hiccup, wriggling in Swap’s arms and smacking his shoulders lightly. “Swahap!! SWAHAHAP!!-“ They tittered, nervous giggles increasing in volume fast. “Gohoodness NOHO NOHOT THAT!!”
“NOT WHAT? THIS-?”
The Blue skeleton crept his hands to the sides of their ribs, chuckling when Dream tried to bend backwards out of his hold. Their laugh turned wobbly and uneven, arms curled in towards their chest.
“Ihihi’m starting to consider the nahahap!!!” They half-joked, giddy laughter rising as Swap lifted them into his lap and turned them to face away from him.
“MHMM, REALLY NOW? WELL, IT’S A TAD TOO LATE TO CHANGE YOUR MIND, I’M AFRAID!”
His hands crawled from the back of their ribs to their front, Dream shaking their head and averting their eyes from the absolutely horrible sight before them.
“Swahahap-!! Swap!!-“ They warned, daring to peek down at his hands.
The larger skeleton’s fingers stood positioned right beside their hips, wriggling threateningly. Dream’s face flushed as they kicked and even gently grabbed onto Swap’s wrists, like preparing for a drop at a rollercoaster.
“SAHANS UNDERSWAP!! Do NOHoT!!”
“DO NOT..WHAT-?”
“TihicklE ME-WAIWAIWAIT HALT-“
“OH MY.. IF YOU INSIST!!”
Upon Dream’s “command”, Swap’s hands dug into their hips, massaging the weak point and occasionally tapping against the bone. Dream chortled, folding forward, waving their hands, and occasionally covering their face.
In mock thought, Swap brought one of his hands up and tapped his chin in 'thought'. “I DUNNO. YOU SEEM TO BE HAVING QUITE A BIT OF FUN!!”
“SwahahapppleHEAASEEE!!”
Upon Dream’s very heart-wrenching pleas, Swap would let up, instead opting for a gentle scratching at their ribs. Carefully, like you would a cat. “OH- SORRY, DREAM! IS THIS BETTER?” He asked.
“mhmhehehe- mhmuch behetter, goodness. . .”
With a relieved sigh, Swap leaned back into the couch again, allowing Dream to rest on him as he moved the comforting, light tickles against their back and spine. After a few quiet minutes of allowing them to calm down and get comfortable again, he glanced down at his friend to check up on them. “HOW ARE YOU FEELING NOW, DREAM? READY TO GO BACK OUT? Oh-“
Lo and behold, Dream was fast asleep. Worn out from the day, from crying, and the short tickle session. The taller skeleton smiled sweetly down at his friend, using his blue magic to close the blinds and pull a blanket over them both.
“SWEET DREAMS, DREAM.” He chuckled softly.
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Mggghhh i’m not too proud of this one after rereading it a few times, honestly😓 but thank you for reading to the end, hope you enjoyed!! and take this fic as a reminder to take care of yourself and rest!!💙💛
I found your blog like yesterday and I love it sm keep doing whatever you’re doing twin 🙏
Also since you’re doing requests do you have any Cross tkl headcanons (he’s my fav)
❌Cross sans Tkl Headcanons..❌
“What? Tkls?…I don’t remember much about them, haven’t experienced that since I was a kid.”
30% Lee, 70% Ler
Ler. .
💜 His favorite way to tkl is nibbles and soft, gentle bites. Burying his face in the Lee’s torso afterwards, muttering into their skin… Being able to feel him chuckle and it’s even more tkly,,
❌ Using his hands though, he’s usually a bit on the rough side, but will realize if he’s being too tough with his lee. Like rowdy puppy playing,,,
💜 Laughs along with his lee, how can he not? What he’s doing is silly enough to him, but their laugh is just the cherry on top <3
❌ Jacket fluff,,, he’s definitely a fan of nuzzling people to death,,,
💜 After he’s done wrecking you, flops on you to keep you trapped as a cuddle buddy. Like a weighted blanket…
❌ Sometimes, not often, gets the other bad sanses during training. It’s usually only Killer (as revenge) or Dust (just to fluster him).
Lee. .
💜 He gets unbelievably shy when tickled. Like hiding his face in his arm shy.
❌ Cross has a sweet laugh. Super goofy and very adorable.
💜 If in the position to, he’ll try to hug onto his ler so hide his face in their neck!!
❌ A little nervous when it comes to asking for tkls, though you can tell when he wants them,,
💜 When in a Lee mood, Cross lays on his back a lot, keeps his arms up or stretches randomly, whines and pouts and …did I say he’s just a big puppy already ??
Favorite/Worst spots. .
❌ Cross’ favorite spot is his chin and neck!! He loves being held tenderly, whispered to while getting his chin scratched,,, or sitting next to someone talking to another person, keeping his laughter down as they scratch at the back of his neck.
💜 His worst spot is the inside of his thighs. He doesn’t really care for tkls there honestly. Doesn’t hate it though.
❌His melt spot is his back. Gentle tkl massages there and he’s all calm and sleepy,,,tracing your fingers down his shoulder blades and all he can manage is a shudder and a half-muttered complaint.
Favorite Lees. .
🍪 Epic- His best friend!! Obviously! They have a lot of tkl fights, Cross starts them, though Epic usually ends up winning…
🚬 Dust- Cross loves Dust’s smile. The way his face goes purple in embarrassment, the few times he can catch a glimpse of his face underneath the hood,, and yknow, his laugh and smile is a million times cuter when it’s not during a fight
🌮 Swap- Just thinks he’s cute too, after he tkls him he pinches Swap’s face and teases him more. Ragebait at its finest
Favorite Lers. .
🍪 Epic- remember when I said Epic usually ends up winning? yeah. yeah,,, wonder why,,,,
🎨 Ink- Reminds him of older times together, and the way ink tkls is always comforting to him <3
🎯 Killer- Hates(/lh) this guy but he would be lying if he said Killer wasn’t one of the best lers out there. Plus he can almost always tell when he’s in a lee mood, never needs to ask for tkls!! Downside is Killer doesn’t let him live this down.
. . .
Slightly changed layout,,, what do we think? I’m just experimenting a bit to see what’ll stick. Hope you enjoyed these headcanons!!! ^^
Haiii!! Can I request tkl headcanons for Dream? Thank u in advance :]
~💛Dream sans Tkl headcanons!💛~
70% Ler 30% Lee !!
headcanons under cut, border from somewhere on pinterest. . .
Ler !!
💛 Loves giving light tkls, just letting his hand flutter about their tkl spots tapping in one spot gently . . .
🍎 Will tease to no end. Lighthearted, mothering teases, cooing over his lee because they are just the cutest thing he’s ever seen <3
💛 Favorite way to tkl is with light kisses. Just softly smooching over a lee’s tummy, or charming them with a kiss on the fingers,, and then the palm, leaving them watching in horror as the tkly little smooches inch up their arm~
🍎 Can produce a gentle tkl sensation with their positivity magic. Standing near them gives gentle butterflies and light tingling to the skin. If they concentrate it, well. . .
💛 tkls is actually one of his favorite ways of spreading positivity! The happy laughter brings them not only extra strength, but a big smile as well :3
Lee !!
🍎 Oh Dream…oh Dream………
💛 CANNOT take what he dishes out. At all.
🍎 Honestly a somewhat bratty lee, they get very shy and defensive when it comes to receiving tkls
💛 Their laugh is quite obnoxious. . .hence the defensiveness. When out and about they give a dainty little giggle at best, but the real laugh is quite contagious and sputtery
🍎 Dream’s worst spots are his hips and elbows, though they very much enjoy gentle tkls on the back of their neck and under their chin.
💛 Gets a little dizzy after tkls,, the positive emotion he’s emitting makes things fuzzy for them/pos
🍎 Dream has an overall a neutral feeling when it comes to being lee, they feel vulnerable in that state and it may take them a bit to learn that it’s okay to be <3
That’s all my headcanons so far, and Just a note:
Feel free to request the same character again! It may not get answered as soon as characters I have not done, but I always may have more to add onto them!! Hope you enjoyed this post, bye bye!! <3
Is it possible if you can do an undertale Au, Murder time trio tickle fic? (its okay if not I understand its all up to you)
♥Cozy cackles help with boredom.♥
Murder Time Trio Tkl fic. 1,167 words, hope you enjoy!!
(image snagged from pinterest, I just use them to set the mood)
Killer gets bored and messes with the others for fun, comes with a fun discovery...
Another slow day at The Castle. Cross was off on a private mission, and Nightmare was insisting on not being bothered. The 'misery' time trio sat lifelessly on the sofa, the fireplace crackling before them. Killer spun a knife through his fingers, Horror picked at his eyesocket, and Dust was playing a Gameboy. The former of the skele-group groaned loudly.
"Uuugghhhh! I can't take this anymore! I think my skull's gonna cave in from boredooommmm!!" He whined, dropping the knife and clawing at his wet eyesockets, only to flick the liquid excess away. Horror grimaced at the black drops staining Nightmare's carpet. Oh well. His eyes wandered back up to the fireplace, the warmth of flames making him tired. Killer noticed Horror's faraway look, leaning against the taller.
"Cmon Horror, you aren't fallin' asleep on me now, are ya?" He mused, jabbing his fingers into Horror's side lightly. To his delight, Horror jumped in surprise, his hand swatting Killer's away. "ooouuhhh~!" Killer teased. "Ya ticklish or sum?"
Horror's face warmed, giving Killer a look of exasperation. "No, your hands are cold, 'course I'm gonna jump." Unfortunately for him, he could tell by the look in Killer's empty sockets that he wasn't buying it. Quickly, Horror moved to stand up off the couch, only to be met with the sensation of Killer's cold hands squeezing into his hips. The taller skeleton yelped, collapsing back into the soft cushions and being trapped against the pillows by someone much smaller than him. Killer clambered his way onto the giant, continuing his attack by worming his icy weapons under Horror's shirt, digging his fingers into the soft ecto-sides. The taller skeleton couldn't help but chortle, squirming lightly as he fought against his teammate's hands.
"Kihihller!! Whahat the hell?!" He bubbled out, swatting blindly with one hand while the other rushed to hide his increasingly red face. Killer's attack didn't falter in the slightest, laughing along with Horror's surprisingly contagious snickers. He'd bring his hands down to pinch at the tall skeleton's hips, having to hold on securely because Horror would NOT feel bad if Killer was knocked off from his bucking. Nonetheless, he just stuck on like an evil little leech.
Dust tried his best to ignore them. Though he found his attention peeling from the game and over to the two every other second. Thankful for his hoodie hiding the increasing flush on his face. He didn't understand why he was getting so flustered... He's not ticklish. Like at all. Not in the slightest. He doesn't care about them at all, probably. He didn't know why the sound of the laughs made his face hot. Or why the thought of getting tickled made his face hotter. Or why the thought-
"Dust!" The hooded skeleton jolted out of his thoughts upon hearing his name, looking over to the two. He'd clear his suddenly dry throat now, attempting to sound nonchalant as he spoke.
"what do you want?-" His voice wavered. Shit. Killer would climb off of Horror and scoot over to Dust's side, leaning against him like a clingy cat.
"I asked if you wanted to help me!! Cmonnn, you aren't doing anything important!"
Dust glanced away quickly. No way. Nuh-uh, just thinking about their playing already bothered him, let alone actually partaking in it. He shook his head, much to Killer's disappointment. "no. 'm not gonna do that stupid baby-bones stuff. I'm busy with my pokémon save anyway."
Killer would puff up his cheeks with a huff before closing the Game Boy in Dust's hands. Thank goodness he recently saved. "Liar!! You weren't even playin' it!! You were completely spaced!! Why are you being so BORINGGGG!!!!!??????!?!?!" The tear-stained skeleton hugged his friend tight, shaking him lightly. If it had been any other time, any other place, it would have had no effect. But Dust jolted. Surprised by the touch, already on guard from the thought of tickles, he expected something else to happen. Cursing himself internally because with Killer, nothing goes unnoticed.
". . .Or maybe... you're just being so unfun because you're scared?"
"there's nothing to be scared of."
"You flustered over tickles? 'babybones stuff'...?"
"No."
"You saw me wreckin' Horror's shit and thought you were next, riiiighhtt~?"
"ITHOUGHTNOSUCHTHING."
All Killer had to do was poke his side, such a simple action, practically had Dust jump out of his nonexistent skin. The Game Boy flew off to God knows where, hopefully in one piece. Dust immediately had to fight at Killer's hands, already tittering nervously as he recited every swear word in the book. "FUHUHUCK!! NOHOO NO!!"
"I barely touched you yet!!! Horror, help me out here!!"
Upon having his name called, the half-napping skeleton sat up and looked over with a surprised smile. He went over and grabbed both of Dust's hands, lifting the very squirmy skeleton. "I didn't know he was ticklish." He muttered, lowering Dust back into his lap after he sat, a gentle hold on his smaller hands.
"I still don't even know if he really is yet, or if he's just really nervous... but moment of truth!!"
Killer held his hands above Dust's tummy, lowering them at a painstakingly slow rate. The latter kicked and wormed; it was almost concerning how he lost his composure so fast.
Almost.
Killer's hands landed on their target, squeezing and kneading gently to start. Dust let out a quiet squeal before it fell into very soft laughter. The other two looked down at him in amazement, Killer smiling wider and cooing down at the other.
"Awwhh!! You were so nervous for what? Your laugh is so cutesy, Dust bunny!~"
"Maybe that's what he was nervous about..."
Dust turned his face to his in his arm, a light purple flush scattered across his cheeks. He hated to admit that he was having fun, that he felt comfortable like this. It was embarrassing beyond belief.
"shuhut uhuhup!! nyehehehe!-" he squeaked.
Killer pressed his fingers into the plush surface in a way similar to playing with slime. "And you're so squishy!!! I mean, I guess we all are to an extent, but you're the squishiest! Squish squish squuiisshhh!!" Dust had a daganropa-themed punishment for him after this.
Thankfully, since he had seemed nervous about it, Killer didn't plan to mess with him for long. Bringing his hands up to the sides of Dust's face for one final squish.
"smooooshhhh"
Dust leaned into Killer's left hand, hiding his face in their palm. Killer's mischievous expression melted into a more caring one, flopping onto his friend and sandwiching him between them and Horror. The taller of the three leaned back so they were all more comfortable.
The trio fell into a comforting silence, Dust asleep quickly from the combo of earlier excitement and the cozy environment. Horror well on his way, and Killer...
His boredom had been cured.
Phew!!! All finished with that, more requests coming shortly!!! I hope you enjoyed this fic and thank you for reading till the end. ^^
Him being shy about laughing because he believes he doesn’t deserve happiness. I wish he was real so I could give him all his deserved tummy squeezes !!
40% Lee, 60% Ler
First actual post, huzzah !! Headcanons under cut ^^
Lee. . .
🌙 Nightmare isn't very ticklish, but he still does enjoy it when it's gentle and calm. They especially enjoy it when its mixed in with cuddles or hugs.
🌙His tummy is a giant melt spot. They love getting tkls in that spot. If you give him light tkls there you might get rumbly purrs as a thank you back.
🌙Nightmare has very deep belly laughter. If you get him to REALLY laugh you'll get Swap's "Mweh heh heh" but evil and low. They HATE their natural laugh for that reason though. Most times when they 'laugh' he forces it to sound more serious. If you get him really good he might hiccup, too.
🌙His spine is his worst spot. Back overall gets you pretty good laughter, but his upper spine is the worst. As well as the base of his tentacles, or where they would sprout from. Blame the apples for that.
Ler. . .
🌙 Now being a ler...that's his strong point.
🌙He enjoys making people laugh. He doesn't mind the positivity aspect of it too much, as the embarrassed and flustered and sometimes 'angry' or 'fearful' feelings usually overpower the happiness. When he's low on energy he'll just tkl one of the other sanses.
🌙They have tentacles. basically their way of cheating.
🌙He's very good at teases. Especially verbal. Deep, cooing voice and expanded vocabulary makes it fun to see how many phrases fluster his lee. Nightmare in general is pretty skilled when it comes to embarrassing people, at least.
Favorite Lers. . .
🌙Error, yes I am a Errormare shipper. Anyway, he enjoys Error's company, and knows he won't be super rough due to his whole touch condition.
🌙Dream. As much as he despises their brother, they know all his favorite spots.
Favorite Lees. . .
🌙 Dust. He gives him so much sass all the time it's satisfying to wreck him. Not to mention out of all his workers he gives him the most energy back. Easy to fluster as well
🌙Cross. He's always so uptight and formal. While it is appreciated during the right moments, his snooty behavior gets on Nightmare's nerves when they're trying to be casual.
this may be updated in the future. . .but I just wanted to post something here ^^
Before anything I want to thank everyone you have been sending asks, it was fun answering them <3
But eventually all good things have to end
I'm probably gonna delete this account, idk when precisely, but I have been thinking about it for a while now
I'm gonna reblog a few posts on my main so that they won't be lost forever when I decide to delete it for good, so see you there I guess (tho I am pretty inactive on my main too lol)
So yeah, see you on the other blog :')
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