Hello and welcome, this will be my account for strictly sfw tickle content from my original art blog @rainbowintheclouds
I go on and off of art block a lot-
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Undertale Multiverse
Hazbin Hotel
Helluva Boss
South Park
Pokemon
Dandy’s World
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Roleplaying Info!
Roleplaying: OPEN!
[I do not roleplay suggestive or nsfw topics.]
At the moment, I’m looking to do a tickle rp
I wouldn’t mind it being Dandy’s world, Hazbin Hotel or with ocs, I’m just itching to get some rp out right now!!
DMs on tumblr is fine but I do prefer Discord
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Hi! I'm sorry to bother you, but I can't find your commission information anywhere.:(
I'd like to know if you were ever to be open how much if be looking at:)
Hello and so sorry for such a late response!!
I’m very flattered that you would want a commission from me however I never fully opened my commissions and for now don’t plan to because of how busy I am and my motivation
If I do ever decide to, feel free to dm me so I know to contact you first!
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.
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“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.
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“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!!💙💛
Happy Holidays @silverclaw23 !! I'm your Squealing Santa!! (Sorry this is a bit late, I got nuked by covid last week when I meant to finish it dkhhjfdgj
It was fun revisiting these characters! I haven't drawn them in a while hehe
I hope you have the happiest holidays and the most blessed new year!!
