hiiiiii! so it's been a while since I was able to finish a wip, and I'm super excited I was able to finish this one! this was started back in October, but I got some inspiration to finish it randomly this morning and...yeah, here it is :D it was supposed to be a drabble originally, but I got kind of carried away. oops. anyway, I hope u all enjoy! :3
(lee!Sapnap / ler!Dream : 2.4K words)
this fic contains feet nibbles
“I’m going to do something nice for you.” The voice came from Sapnap’s doorway, making him turn his head quickly towards the sound and finding Dream smirking back at him. Sapnap swallowed thickly, immediately recognizing the mischievous look.
“Oh no,” Sapnap started, turning his body in Dream’s direction as he walked fully into the room, making his way over to the bed where Sapnap was laying, his ankles crossed and phone in his hand. “That look. It’s making me nervous.”
“Don’t be nervous, why would you be nervous?” Dream’s voice was sweet and gentle, but the smirk showed the opposite; it continued to spread further across his cheeks as he sat down on the edge of the bed, the material of his sweatpants just grazing the top of one of Sapnap’s socks.
“Well, I don’t know! You have that smirk on your face! …The one you always do whenever you’re about to do something batshit crazy.” Sapnap locked his phone and let it fall against the bed next to him as he pushed himself up onto his elbows, looking at Dream and letting out a flustered huff when the blonde tilted his head to the side in fake confusion, still smiling brightly.
Sapnap jumped when Dream twisted more towards his body, turning his attention to Sapnap’s feet and clamping a hand down over his ankles. Sapnap gasped when he felt the grip tighten and a second later he was sitting up, his legs yanked from Dream’s grasp and pulled up to his chest. The brunette covered the tops of his feet with his hands, shaking his head quickly and staring at Dream with wide eyes as nervous giggles began to spill out of him.
“Sapnap.”
“Whahat?!”
“Hand over your toes.”
The next few seconds were a complete blur - strong hands wrapped around Sapnap’s ankle and suddenly his leg was pulled away from his body, sending him flying back against the blankets before he could regain his sense of balance. He scrambled to adjust himself, pushing his body up off of the bed to sit straight again, to fight back, but Dream pushed him back against the covers harshly. He let out a whine through his laughter, bringing his hands up and covering his face when he felt the blush beginning to color his cheeks with bright red warmth.
The two sat in silence for a few seconds before Sapnap finally forced himself to look at Dream, slowly moving his hands from in front of his eyes and letting them settle against his cheeks instead. He inhaled sharply, throwing himself into a coughing fit when he saw the older boy leaning down, his lips inches away from his own foot with a devilish smirk spreading wide across his face. Sapnap yanked at his foot, whining through his coughs when it didn’t budge an inch.
“Nohoho! No! Dream, don’t!” Sapnap cried through his panicked giggles, using his other foot to push at Dream’s hands as hard as he could. Dream simply grabbed the stray ankle, pulling it towards himself and wedging it between his elbow to keep it in place. The blonde chuckled at Sapnap’s frantic frenzy, shaking his head and using one of his pointer fingers to flick at his big toe.
“Don’t what, Sap? I’m not even doing anything yet and you’re screaming!” Dream grabbed the top of Sapnap’s sock and pulled up gently, slowly uncovering the foot and giggling when Sapnap’s giggles grew higher in pitch as he continued to protest.
“Because I know what you’re gonna do!” Sapnap whined, bringing his hands up to cover his eyes once more as his toes curled against the cool air. He heard mischievous snickering coming from the end of the bed, making his head spin at the thought of what Dream was about to do.
“I don’t think you do, sweetheart.”
Sapnap opened his mouth, prepared to protest and sass back at Dream when a scream tore from his throat instead. He flung his hands down against the blankets, shooting forward into a sitting position as Dream nibbled on his pinky toe. Sapnap squealed when the blonde let one of his canines lightly graze the pad of it, reaching forward to yank at Dream’s curls to get him to stop. Dream pulled back briefly to dodge the flailing hands, raising an eyebrow at the younger boy in disbelief.
“Do you really wanna be doing that right now?” He questioned, his smirk growing when Sapnap shook his head from side to side with enough speed to send his black bear hat flying. He turned to grab for it when he felt another push against his chest, throwing him down against the sheets once again as Dream leaned back in for a second round of nibbles - this time on his fourth toe.
“NAHAHA PLEASE! DREHEHEAM!” Sapnap screamed through his laughter, pulling at both ankles and bringing his hands up to grab at his own curls. But Dream ignored his pleas, even going so far as to pull back for a moment, taking in a deep breath despite Sapnap’s protesting, just to land a devastating raspberry on the arch of his foot. It sent Sapnap into a round of hysterics, feeling tears well up in the corners of his eyes from how hard he was laughing. Dream looked up, watching Sapnap laugh himself silly before leaning down to blow another raspberry, this time closer to his heel. Another scream tore through the air as Sapnap convulsed, unable to control his reactions.
“Jesus, Sapnap, you can’t handle raspberries anywhere, can you?” He teased as he watched Sapnap continue to squeal, planting another raspberry on the arch of his foot but shaking his head this time to make sure his beard scraped at the sensitive skin. Sapnap threw his head back at the action, no longer able to fight and thrash with how badly it tickled.
“Plehehease Dream!” Sapnap begged, whining when he felt Dream’s teeth scrape against his middle toe instead. A low chuckle came from the blonde as he moved to nibble both the third and second toe, sending Sapnap into a flurry of loud squeals and laughter. Dream surged forward suddenly, placing a cruel raspberry on Sapnap’s ankle to make him shriek.
“I always forget how ticklish you are here,” Dream commented, using his pointer finger to trace circles around the bone of Sapnap’s ankle. The smaller boy winced at the feeling, falling into high pitched laughter as he wiggled his foot to try and break free.
“Nohoho, please!” Sapnap whined, making Dream giggle and stop the ticklish action. Dream leaned back down towards the wiggling foot as Sapnap watched in horror, unable to stop him.
“Poor thing.” Dream pretended to be sympathetic, throwing a sad pout and the biggest puppy dog eyes at Sapnap as they made eye contact. The brunette shook his head, pleading with his eyes through his nervous giggles, but Dream continued his plan regardless. He leaned in slowly, giving Sapnap time to shriek before his teeth connected with the boy’s big toe, sending him into hysterics.
“FUHUCK! NOHOHO, plehehease!” Sapnap was wailing, feeling every nibble along the pad and stem of his toe. He attempted to curl it, trying to prevent Dream from biting the most sensitive parts, but it was no use. The blonde had him trapped, forcing him to endure the most ruthless tickling he had ever felt.
Dream pulled back for a moment, allowing Sapnap to take in a sharp breath, only to have it knocked out of him a second later when the nibbling migrated to the arch of his foot. The ticklish shockwaves spread up his leg, making it convulse against the sheets at an alarming speed as if he were being electrocuted. He felt nibbles at the heel of his foot, making him squeal through his laughter. Sapnap wiggled his foot again, feeling his toes press against Dream’s beard and immediately pulling them back to rid them of the ticklish feeling. Dream smirked at that and moved himself up slightly, letting his beard rub against the sole of his foot once more. Sapnap squeezed his eyes shut, praying to anything and everything that Dream stops before he tickles him to death. But much to his dismay, the nibbles began again; this time on the ball of his foot.
Sapnap went silent as his hips jerked up off the bed, exploding into raspy laughter as he crashed back down into the blankets. His hands twisted into the sheets, switching from pulling them up to slamming his fists against them. It was the worst tickling yet, and Dream showed no signs of stopping as he continued to nibble on one of the most ticklish spots on Sapnap’s body. He was in ticklish agony. A high pitched scream ripped from his throat, making Dream pause at the force of it.
“Woah, Sap, you okay?” Dream asked with slight concern in his voice. Sapnap was still laughing with his eyes twisted shut, shaking his head from side to side as he attempted to catch his breath.
“It tihickles!” He replied deliriously. Dream chuckled as he rolled his eyes, releasing the other foot he had been holding captive with his arm. He used both hands and began rubbing at the twitchy foot, now pink with little nibble marks scattered across the skin.
“I know, it tickles so bad, huh?” Dream teased, making the younger boy whine through his residual giggles as he nodded his head. He allowed Sapnap to continue letting his giggles out, still rubbing the tickle-abused foot with enough pressure to finally relieve it of the ghost tickles. When the laughter finally stopped, Dream immediately missed it. He glanced up at the boy on the bed, his chest still heaving as he tried to regulate his breathing. Despite this, Dream decided he needed to do one more thing.
He leaned down slowly and placed a quick kiss to the center of his foot, causing Sapnap to jerk his leg back with a cackle. Dream still had the foot in his grasp, so he continued to plant kisses all over the soft skin. He kissed down Sapnap’s arch, leaving a few along his heel before making his way up the outer edge, making Sapnap wiggle his toes as he continued to giggle. Dream giggled along with him, kissing across the pad of his foot and over the ball of it. His toes curled at this, once again resting against Dream’s beard and making him squeal before he pulled his foot away as far as he could. This only caught Dream’s attention, and he placed two kisses on the pads of every one of his toes. Sapnap was in near hysterics again, his laughter very quickly turning squeaky, and Dream could tell he was finally at his limit.
“Okay, okay, I’m done, sweetheart.” Dream spoke quietly, sitting up and rubbing the ghost tickles away. Sapnap whined, flexing his toes before curling them, letting himself relax into the gentle massage he was getting. Dream watched as Sapnap took in a huge breath of air, seeing his chest rise and then deflate as he slowly released it.
“Fuck.” Sapnap swore through his giggles a few moments later, when he finally got his breathing regulated again. Dream smiled as the smaller boy cracked open an eye, glaring at Dream in fake annoyance before the giggles took over. The blonde rolled his eyes, standing up from the bed and scooping Sapnap up in his arms bridal style.
“Wh- Dream! Put me down!” Sapnap giggled wildly as Dream bounced him a few times in his arms, kicking his legs out and almost making Dream drop him.
“Hold on, you little idiot! I’m just moving the blankets, relax.” Dream replied with a chuckle, using one hand to reach down and fold the messy blankets down to reveal the sheets underneath them. He gently tossed Sapnap down onto the bed before climbing into it, grabbing the blankets and pulling them up to cover both himself and Sapnap.
“You were mean.” Sapnap commented as he curled up close into Dream’s side, tucking his head against Dream’s neck and giggling when the elder let out a tiny squeak in response.
“I know, I know. I’m sorry, I just had to!” Dream giggled as Sapnap rubbed his beard into the crook of his neck in retaliation, bringing his shoulder up and accidentally knocking Sapnap from his cozy spot.
“You just had to?” Sapnap questioned with a growl, leaning up on his elbow and looking down at Dream with his eyebrows raised. Dream nodded as he continued giggling, and Sapnap quickly wiggled a finger into the boy’s tummy to make him squeal. His hand was quickly snatched up and brought to Dream’s lips, feeling a quick peck against his knuckles that made him blush and return to his place under the blonde’s chin.
“Yes, I had to, you little menace.” Dream rolled his eyes as he felt Sapnap relax against him. He wrapped an arm around Sapnap’s back while Dream’s other hand found its home in his hair, smiling when Sapnap let out a contented sigh.
“Whatever you say.” Sapnap replied, letting himself melt into the comfort of the fingers carding gently through his hair. He closed his eyes and let out a big yawn before wrapping an arm around Dream’s torso, getting himself comfortable.
“Whatever I say, huh?” Dream questioned, receiving a little hum in agreement. He smirked, placing a kiss on the top of Sapnap’s head before going back to playing with his hair, allowing his own eyes to close as he felt the sleepy atmosphere take over the room.
“Well in that case, we’re doing the other foot when we wake up.”
He felt Sapnap tense at that, causing Dream to giggle quietly as he pulled the smaller boy closer to him. Dream squeezed him tight to his chest; mostly because he wanted the cuddles, but also for another, more sinister reason- so that Sapnap wouldn’t be able to escape his tickly fate.
Notes: Hi, I’m back! Here’s something spooky for you 🖤🖤🖤
George knew he was being a little ridiculous by not telling Dream and Sapnap exactly what was going on, but he couldn’t help it. The problem in itself was just too ridiculous for him to even form the words.
He peeked behind himself nervously as they entered, almost too distracted to greet them.
“Hey guys.”.
“Hey George! You look weird.”, Sapnap said as he tossed his sleepover bag onto the couch. George watched it tumble to the ground and shrugged at the words.
“Haven’t been sleeping much.”.
“Are you going to tell us why now?”, Dream asked as he stepped forward to pick up Sapnap’s bag. He placed his and his own neatly on the couch. “You were really vague about it before.”.
“My house is haunted.”, he said shortly. Of course he had already told them that. They had pressed, but he just explained that spooky things were happening basically non-stop and he needed help. What things exactly? Well. He looked between their worried expressions.
In retrospect, he should have met with them outside of the house to explain it in more detail. The idea of putting into words what was happening every night made his skin buzz and he knew whatever ghost or demon or whatever was watching and thought this was funny. He shivered as a cold breeze suddenly passed through him. He froze in fear, terrified it would make an example out of him right there in front of his friends.
“George?”, Dream startled him out of his daze. He had been standing there in silence staring at his friends for probably over a minute. He sighed and shook his head, but he was unable to shake the feeling he was being watched.
“Do you guys feel…like…a presence? Like, right now?”, he asked. Dream and Sapnap looked at each other and both shrugged.
“Not really.”, Dream said.
“No, but you’re definitely creeping me out.”, Sapnap laughed and joined George in the doorway to slap a hand onto his back. The warmth spread from his hand and forced George to relax. He let out a shaky breath.
“Sometimes I feel like I’m going crazy.”
~•~
“A tickle demon.”, Sapnap said quietly.
“I need to get the fuck out of here.”, Dream giggled. Sapnap joined him in his round of giggles and George looked between them. They wouldn’t think it was so funny if they experienced it.
George had explained how it had started small a few weeks ago with quick ghostly grabs at his sides or a dusting of cold fingers against his neck. It wasn’t long before it was a daily occurrence. And the attacks were longer and harsher. Sometimes, it was playful. It felt a little interactive, like maybe he had accidentally tempted the entity by reaching for something on a high shelf or going barefoot. The tickling was quick. Other times, it felt like a punishment where he was tickled until the brink of death. And clearly the thing had learned George’s body by now.
The worst part was the tickles were very inhuman. When he and his friends got into tickle fights, or if he was pinned down and tickled, he knew eventually that person was going to get tired. That the tickles would slow down from lack of interest or distraction or tiredness, or really anything. Something. The entity clearly was drawing power or energy or something from the tickling. It would get more and more intense as it went on. His giggles turned to laughter, then screaming. The invisible fingers went faster and harder, shocking his nerves. It usually started out by just tickling him, but as it went on the being would move him around and pin him down like it wanted. He felt it getting stronger and more excited throughout the session.
George struggled to explain it all, but he managed to get most of it out.
“You’re fucking with us.”, Sapnap decided.
“Do you guys seriously not believe me?”. George’s face was beet red by the time he got it all out for them.
“No, of course we believe you!”, Dream said. It wasn’t very convincing.
“Oh my god…”, he dropped his face in his hands and mumbled.
Still, the other two stayed with him through the night. They all stayed in the living room together. George jumped at every bump in the night, but the entity never made an appearance.
The one time George wanted it to…and nothing.
~•~
“You’re making me look crazy!”, he yelled into the air in the morning. The other two couldn’t help but laugh.
“George if you want tickles so bad, we got you.”, Sapnap reached for him, but he jumped away.
“No!”, he squeaked and then fought with Sapnap’s hands as he grabbed for him over and over again. “Sap, it’s not funny!”, he shrieked. Somewhere in the house, he knew that thing was watching and getting amusement out of this. He also knew the moment he was alone he was going to be in trouble. He grabbed Sapnap’s hands roughly. “You guys can’t leave.”, he said firmly.
“We won’t!”, he giggled and shook George free.
They looked at Dream.
“Maybe we can try talking to it and see what it wants?”, he offered.
“Like with a ouija board?”.
“Yeah, I guess. I can’t think of any other way to talk to ghosts.”.
In the end, George agreed and left with them to find out where to get one. He couldn’t imagine what the thing could possibly want though. It seemed to want to tickle George. But, he held his tongue.
He was dreading the night. He didn’t want to be made a fool of, but he didn’t want to be tickled again. The thought of the other two watching him be tickled senseless by invisible hands was humiliating, but it was preferable to the thought of being alone in that house again. Maybe the worst thing would be if nothing happened and George just looked crazy.
It was a lose lose lose situation, really.
~•~
“Now I definitely feel something.”, Sapnap muttered. There was an unmistakable tension in the air as the candles flickered. The three could barely see each other's faces and the playful teasing had long come to a end.
“Yeah, this is scary.”, Dream added. George nodded.
They all laid two fingers each on the planchette and Dream started;
“What is your name?”, he asked loudly. They all stared at the planchette. George’s hand twitched from nervousness and he wondered if the sweat from his hand was going to start making his hold slippery.
After a minute, it hadn’t moved.
“What do you want?”, Dream tried.
They all jumped as Sapnap squealed and yanked his hand away.
“What the fuck!”, he looked between the other two as he rubbed his side.
“He let go of the planchette! Isn’t that against the rules? We didn’t end it correctly!”, Dream said frantically. He grabbed the box the board came in, but dropped it with a squeak. “What?!”.
George watched in horror as Dream and Sapnap collapsed against each other as their laughter got louder and louder.
“No!”.
“Stop!!”. They slapped at their midsections helplessly in a state of panic George was all too familiar with. And there was nothing he could do.
“Stop it!”, he yelled. Both the boys slumped to the ground in a fit of giggles, but the tickling had ended.
“I believe you now…”, Sapnap whined.
“That was awful.”, Dream said as he sat up and looked around nervously. The giggles were sputtering into silence as the tension came over the room again.
The three of them tended to be loud together, but even now they were nervous to break the silence. The sporadic movement that the tickle attack had caused had left the room with only one candle left.
“This is actually pretty scary…”, Dream said softly.
The room plunged into darkness as the last candle was blown out by something none of them could see.
They all screamed, but Sapnap’s scream shot up multiple octaves and was finally broken up by his frantic and raspy laughter. George’s heart dropped, knowing he had accidentally brought his friends into the same nightmare he had been living. He shoved the board out of the way and found Sapnap’s squirming body. The boy shrieked in fear at the touch.
“It’s me!”.
“I’m here, too.”, Dream said nearby. Shit, he really couldn’t see a thing.
“Make it stop!”, Sapnap cried through his laughter. He was shaking and squirming back and forth. He screamed through his laughter as the invisible hands found a worse spot. George guessed it was his thighs.
“I’m going to turn on the light!”, he said loud enough for the others to hear and started to make his way to the wall.
Dream’s scream cut out through the darkness and he heard a thud as he landed on the ground. George stood in the pitch black and listened to his best friends laugh hysterically. What a ridiculous situation.
“Please!”, Dream cried out through his laughter and George heard him banging on the floor. Or maybe he was kicking his legs.
He couldn’t help but hover there for a few seconds and listen to them lose their minds. But then it hit him. He knew whatever the thing was, was only one thing. It had been more than a month and he had only ever felt two hands tickling him.
“Move away from each other!”, he yelled. “It’s only one ghost so if you’re far away from each other it can’t tickle you both!”.
There was some scuffle in the laughter, but George couldn’t tell what was going on. He returned his focus back to his task. He slid his hand along the wall to find the light switch.
“Fuck off!!”, Dream cried. He squealed and his laughter got louder. Sapnap’s laughter faded into tired giggling. George wondered if his advice had left Dream worse off.
It took a bit to find the switch, but finally the room was bathed in light. Dream’s frantic laughter calmed to bubbly giggles and he flopped onto the floor.
“That was completely insane…”, he said. But George knew it wasn’t over. To confirm his suspicions, he attempted to open the front door. It was locked.
“The door is locked.”, he informed them softly.
“Your door can’t lock from that side.”, Dream said, clearly alarmed.
“George, we have to get out of here.”, Sapnap said as he got up.
“I can’t believe I dragged you guys into this.”, George said. It was as close to an apology as they would probably get from him.
“What do we do?”, Dream pushed himself up and rushed to the door. George watched as he twisted the handle uselessly.
George knew what was coming and the panic was crawling up his spine. He knew this was probably going to be the worst one yet. And Dream and Sapnap were going to get a front row seat.
“Please don’t.”, he whispered.
“George?”, Dream turned at the noise.
George’s knees buckled the second the fingers were digging into his ribcage. The cackle he let out was involuntary and he crumbled to the floor.
“No! Please, no!!!”, he cried out. He felt a hand slide up into his armpit and he screeched into his carpeted floor. The hands were so real, manipulating his muscles and plucking at his ribs. But, no matter what he couldn’t grab them. It didn’t matter how much he curled up. And it didn’t matter how much he begged, it never did. “Stop!!”, he screamed. His body jerked him onto his back and he threw his head back, laughing uncontrollably. How humiliating. Why did he ever turn on the light? Dream and Sapnap gathered around him and watched in horror as he was tickled to pieces by invisible hands. They didn’t let up for even a second. He shrieked over and over again as they jumped around his body, leaving him flopping like a stupid fish. His laughter clipped into a scream as they dug roughly back into his ribs, his weak spot. The touch was so shocking and he felt he was going to lose his mind. It knew him well. Dream and Sapnap were helpless to watch. He wasn’t angry at them for watching, but them being his audience was making it so much worse. He could almost feel their gaze as much as the fingers tickling him.
“Well, I kind of get why they chose George as their target. I mean, he’s just so ticklish.”, Sapnap smiled. The words gutted him. He tried to kick at Sapnap, but the invisible hand pinned his leg back down and squeezed his thigh. He screamed and twisted, but there was nothing he could do. Sapnap giggled. The way his leg was pinned straight down made the tickling worse.
“Don’t hold me…down!!!”, he struggled out. He curled up a little and smacked at his thigh, but there was no budging the demonic hand tickling it ruthlessly. It had found exactly how to play with the muscle there and George didn’t know how he would survive. His laughter was sounding more crazed by the second. “Please!!”.
“This is really cute…”, Dream added. George screamed in protest, but this was a losing battle. The invisible hands crawled up and attacked his hip bones. George cried out and collapsed back, kicking his legs out desperately.
“Stop! Stop! Stop!!”, his voice was high pitched and shriek-y. “I’m gonna die!!!”. He squeezed his eyes shut so he couldn’t see his observers. The tickling at his hips was maddening. He felt the hands curiously feel around the bones and pinch at his waist. He was helpless to the flood of squeals and laughter forced out of him. The tickling got rougher and faster as the seconds ticked by…then minutes. Is this how he would die?
George had no clue how long the tickling lasted, but when it ended he just let out a squeak and flipped over. His cheeks were wet with tears. The other two crowded him, all giggles.
“George, that was crazy!”, Dream said.
“Are you okay? Oh my god it almost tickled you to death!”, Sapnap laughed and helped him up.
“We have to go…”, George giggled tiredly and grabbed blindly for the door.
“Yeah we have to get out of here.”, Dream agreed easily.
The three of them stumbled up and out the door into the night. It was late, but there’s no way any of them were stepping foot back into that house anytime soon. George’s skin still tingled from how aggressive the tickling was at the end.
“We can probably go to the community center, at least for now.”, Dream suggested. “I don’t know how we are going to figure out what that thing is, but I can’t take any more.”.
https://www.tumblr.com/mushiewrites/686339541022457856/flower-power?source=share i loved this one actually 🥺🥺🥺 lee bee dream and his sensitive fluffy tummy was the cutest thing
thank u so much!! I wont lie, I forgot about this fic bc it’s definitely one of my earlier ones, but I’m so glad you liked it!!! bee dream Is the cutest for sure <3
lil concept bc my brain won’t stop thinking about it
dream has huge hands - we know this 🫠
I think that dream would cross a lee’s ankles over each other, making sure the bottoms of their feet were facing outward so they couldn’t block them. and then he’d use one of his hands to hold the ankles down while his other hand just….goes to town on their poor lil feet 😵💫
Dream felt his leg twitch unprompted as George let his fingertips glide against the blonde’s lower tummy, trying his hardest to keep it down against the bed as he brought a hand up to cover his mouth. More giggles slipped through the cracks in his fingers as George continued to trace the warm skin under Dream’s shirt, his head resting against Dream’s chest with his face turned towards his stomach.
“You don’t have to try and hide your giggles, you know.” George spoke softly, careful not to disrupt the calming atmosphere of the night. The lights in Dream’s room were dimmed with some random show playing on a lower volume, serving as background noise to the sound of heavy rain hitting against the windows. The two boys had curled up together on Dream’s bed when the storm first started, and now hours later, they both could feel the warmth slowly getting to them as they allowed themselves to soften into the coziness of it all.
Dream whined in response to George’s comment, pressing his hand harder against his lips as he felt the fingertips lightly spider against the right side of his tummy. He let his head fall to the side, trying to distract himself from the tickly feeling by watching the raindrops race down the panes of his window. Another whine was produced when the older boy’s pointer finger caught the bottom of Dream’s belly button, making him buck up in surprise briefly, a new flurry of laughter spilling out as his back touched down against the bed again.
“Dohon’t!” The blonde moved his hand away from his mouth as he scolded George, turning his head back down in time for him to see George’s shoulder jump as he chuckled at Dream’s reaction.
“Don’t what? Don’t do this?” George spoke quietly with a giggle as he swiped his fingers across his lower tummy once more, this time purposely catching the bottom edge of Dream’s belly button and pulling it slightly as he passed it. Dream squealed loudly, smacking both hands over his mouth this time as he squeezed his eyes shut, his giggles now pouring from him against his will.
“Mh mh!” Dream’s complaints were muffled as he shook his head back and forth, his curls tickling at his forehead as they flew in every direction. He scrunched his eyebrows and brought a hand up to move the hair away from his face, running his fingers through the tangles and wincing through his laughter when they snagged a knot. He moved his hand out of his hair and placed it on George’s shoulder, gripping lightly onto his shirt sleeve to have something to hold onto.
Remember the Ticklish Dolls? I just think it’s so tragic that Sapnap never met one of his own!!! 💜💜💜 And personally I would love if one or both of the other boys was there to watch him be introduced!
A Fair Shake
Dream and George beg DreamXD for a tickle doll of Sapnap and are overjoyed to get it. They have to plan out their attack carefully to make sure they get the most out of this.
Dream and George had gone to DreamXD with the plans to beg and plead, on their knees if needed, for XD to make a doll of Sapnap. They were shocked but ecstatic to find XD already had one made for him. XD handed the doll over, made the boys swear they wouldn’t go overboard and they were off.
The plan was simple enough it never roused suspicion. The Dream Team had gone so long without an adventure so Sapnap was all too happy to join them.
Dream had the doll in his pocket as they walked through the birch forest. He was walking slow, trying to be so careful to not “activate” the doll before it was time. XD had explained the doll was only going to feel soft actions. If they dropped it, hit or stepped on it, Sapnap would feel nothing. The only feelings the doll could transfer was tickling.
Dream and George were watching Sapnap like a hawk, but so far everything was normal. When they got further into the forest the trees thinned and they came to a large ravine with water separating them from the other side.
“I think there’s a cave down there?” Sapnap pointed to a small hole in the side of the ravine.
Dream and George looked to each other and Dream spoke. “We always go in caves. Let’s try get to the top of the mountain over there. Maybe we can spot something interesting.”
The mountain was on the other side of the ravine but not that far off. It lay just beyond a taiga forest. Sapnap didn’t seem thrilled by the idea, but he agreed. They built a small bridge over the ravine and made their way through the forest. The mountain was actually a flower meadow. The closer the boys got to it, the more blue the mountain became and they realised it was covered in cornflowers.
By the time the three had made it up to the top of the mountain, the boys were entranced to the sight they decided to rest at the flat top. Perfect.
George and Dream shared a look. Dream reached into his pocket for the doll and George walked to Sapnap.
“Sapnap! How many arrows do you have?” George asked innocently.
Dream sat himself down by the flowers and peeked into his pocket. The little white doll was the same shape as the others, but there was an outline of a headband on it’s forehead and fangs where the mouth would be. Dream could admit it was adorable. He looked back up to the two, waiting for the right moment.
“I haaaave...” Sapnap’s voice faded out as he looked in his inventory. “Aboooout... Forty?”
“Split some with me. I only brought ten.”
“Ten?! Why did you make so little?!” Sapnap was distracted sorting out his inventory and Dream used the time to strike.
It wouldn’t be unusual for Dream to slip both his hands into his pockets. Both his hands got a hold of the doll and he tried to feel it out before he poked his finger into the doll’s body.
Sapnap’s body jerked just a little. Enough to tell Dream it absolutely worked. It was only a small poke, and Sapnap brushed it off as some random ghostly feeling. He went back to his task and Dream turned the doll just a little to poke into it’s side and wiggle his finger in.
It was more than a jump now. Sapnap jerked again and he wiggled as through trying to work himself away from the tickling. But there was nothing to escape from.
“What’s wrong, Sapnap?” George asked innocently enough.
“N-Nothing.” Sapnap held his voice together, with just the faintest giggles. He reached to his side that tickled, patting it down and Dream stopped. He shook the feeling off and carried on. He pulled out a few arrows, counting them out and Dream poked the doll again. It was on the other side and a bit higher up.
Sapnap jumped again, this time failing to hold back his laughs. His hand patted at his armpit and he sputtered and laughed.
“Woah! What’s wrong?” George asked again but this time he couldn’t hide his smile.
“N-Nuhuhu... S-Sohohomething is ti-tic-tihihickling mehehehe!” He laughed and wiggled away. Dream kept the tickling going just a bit longer. “My armpit! S-Sohomething’s tickling me there!”
“Your armpit? Let me see.” George grabbed Sapnap’s left arm and pulled it up over his head.
Usually Sapnap was the strongest of them, but from the tickling and surprise, his arm was easily pulled and George grabbed a handful of Sapnap’s top to pull it up.
“NO! GEOOORGE! AA-AHA! Not-Not that! Dohohon’t do thahat!”
Of course there was nothing there tickling him though George gave a hum and continued to pretend to look. Dream moved his finger around, still tickling but now softly scratching his nail to the front of the doll.
“NAAAHAHAAHAHAHA! NOT THERE! M-M-My-My stohomach! It—! Eeehhehe! It on my-my bellyyy...!”
“You’re stomach now? Fine, let’s see.” George sighed like it was such a hassle, all the while his grin was growing. He pull Sapnap to lie down and tried to pull up his top, but with his arms free Sapnap was trying everything to cover his stomach from these ghostly tickles.
He was in a mix of throwing his head back in a deep laugh, to curling up and giggling. His arms wrapped around his stomach but there was nothing to block. “Stop! STOP! Wha-ahaha! What-What’s tihihickling mehe!”
Despite the laughing squeezing his eyes shut, Sapnap tried his best to open them and look for whatever force was torturing him. But just as he opened his eyes he caught sight of Dream. Sat a few feet away, hands in his pockets and smiling.
“Wh-Whahat do you hahave?!”
It was rather easy to put two and two together and Dream wasn’t exactly hiding it. Still he jumped slightly and stopped tickling for just a moment. Just enough time for Sapnap to regain his strength and conclude Dream was behind it.
“You!”
Sapnap was quickly up and sprinted towards Dream before George could grab him. Dream’s panic fed into adrenaline. He was up on his feet, his hands out of his pockets and held up in a plea of peace; but Sapnap continued on.
“Dream! Throw it!”
Dream took his eyes off Sapnap for a moment to George behind him. Quickly he reached into his pocket for the doll and tossed it.
Sapnap stumbled for a second, trying to decide in a split second if he wanted to carry on for Dream or make a grab for the doll. He decided to go for the doll just a second too late, missing as it sailed over his head and George jumped to grab it.
Sapnap tried to quickly turn, but as soon as George had a hold of the doll, he started tickling. He squeezed the doll’s sides and Sapnap folded. Howls of laughter shook through his body. His hands grabbed his sides and his stomach, anywhere George was tickling the doll, but it did nothing to help him.
“Does it tickle Sapnap? Does it tickle?” George taunted, his voice almost shrill from the glee. Instead of madly tickling he focused on the back of the doll, running his nail up and down it and watching with glee as Sapnap arched his back and laughed. “You’re just so tickly! I’m barely even tickling the doll!”
Dream couldn’t help but laugh as his heart swelled. Sapnap laughter was too cute, always broken up by squeaky giggles as he tried to talk and plead. His body would be in a war with itself, fighting to hide himself from laughing so openly while also trying to protect himself from the tickling. But there was nothing he could do to protect himself here. And rather than curl away, Sapnap pushed through the laughter and began to stand up.
Danger wasn’t even a possible thought in Dream’s head until he saw Sapnap glare at him through his giggling. He made the wrong judgement that surely Sapnap couldn’t do anything when he was being tickled, and yet the demon quickly lunged for Dream, tackling him onto the ground.
Blue petals and yellow pollen fluttered around them as they crashed into the flowers. Dream groaned but before he could push himself up, Sapnap’s hands dug under his hoodie and he began scribbling up and down Dream’s stomach and ribs.
“Geehehet him to stop!” Sapnap grunted through his laughs, though his own tickling seemed to have lessened. “S-Stohohop him!”
“Ihihihi cahan’t! I-I...GEORGE!” Dream sputtered and giggled while he tried and failed to push Sapnap’s hands off him. His one thing going for him was Sapnap wasn’t just focusing on his worst spot. His hands roamed, tickling and teasing over his stomach, ribs and sides. While it made Dream jump and squeak every time the hands roamed, at least he could still form words. “GEORGE! Stop!”
The tickling lessened slightly. Sapnap’s laughs went quiet, though he didn’t stop his tickling over Dream. George held the doll in one hand, his finger over the doll’s front and slowly moving up and down. He watched the two warily, but his lips still turned up in a smile and he was biting back giggles. The look in his eye was not the look of a man about to stop, but it was the mischievous glint of seeing how far he could push it.
“Why should I?” George asked, and his tickling got faster.
Sapnap barked a laugh, which made the his hands tickle Dream faster.
“That seems perfect for me. Both of you getting tickled?”
The doll turned over on it’s side in George’s hand. George’s grin was downright vicious as he slowly moved his finger to the base of the doll and then quickly tickled.
Judging by the way Sapnap kicked his legs, the tickling got at his feet. He squealed out a scream and fell off Dream. Before Dream could use that distraction to escape, Sapnap grabbed his shoulders and he was pulled; his back against Sapnap’s chest. One arm wrapped around his shoulder and legs crossed around his own. The other hand quickly pulled up his hoodie and dug into tickling his belly with no remorse.
Sapnap’s feet were still being tickled. He laughed behind Dream’s neck, but Dream harmonised with his own laughter. High pitched, wheezy laughter as Sapnap’s hands kneaded under his bellybutton, scratched up and around his tummy and vibrated his fingers into the tickly flesh.
“STOOHOHOHOP STOP! N-NOHOHO! Y-YOU...AAAHAHAHAHA! THAT TICKLES THAT TICKLES!”
“Tel-EEHEHE! AAHA! TELL HIM TO STOHOHOHOP!”
Dream couldn’t even tell him if he wanted now. George must have tickled Sapnap harder because the demon slipped his other hand under Dream’s arm. Tickling his armpits as well as tickling harder over his belly. The only sounds Dream could make were hysterical laughing and desperate wheezing.
“I don’t have to stop!” George squealed happily. With both of his friends focused on each other, he felt safe enough to come closer. “Awww! You two are so cute! So tickly together! I wish I had your doll too Dream! Then I could-H-Hey!”
“That is quite enough.”
The tickling suddenly stopped and Sapnap’s arms fell limp. He was giggly panting as Dream rolled out of his arms and blinked through the tears to gather what had gone on.
He knew he heard XD’s voice. The God was floating just a bit above them, holding Sapnap’s doll they had clearly plucked from George’s grasp. Their mask was on, hiding their expression but Dream could hear the disapproval in their words.
“I warned you both not to go overboard.” XD spoke.
“It wasn’t overboard!” George quickly defended them. “He’s fine! He tickles us for much longer.”
“Tickling with the doll is different. He can fight back if you tickle him. With the doll he’s more helpless.”
Dream slowly pushed himself up to stand. His legs were wobbly but he was standing better than Sapnap who could barely get himself to his knees. Dream moved to shuffle over and help him, but XD beat him to it.
XD gently came down beside Sapnap and slowly pulled him to stand. He was unsteady but XD helped balance him and slightly leaned down to speak with him. “Sapnap. Would you like Dream and George’s dolls now? Or take revenge later?”
“Wh-WHAT?!” Dream yelped.
“We never agreed to that!” George franticly said.
“I assumed you two would be aware that would happen.” XD spoke so casually. “Did you think I would just let you have Sapnap’s doll and not offer him the same?”
Of course they had expected that, but saying it out loud was bad for them in that moment. They could only silently pray Sapnap was merciful and would take his time before revenge. That would give them both enough time to beg for forgiveness.
“Now.”
It seems their prayers were unanswered.
“Perfect!” XD sounded almost gleeful as he summoned Dream and George’s little dolls. He handed them over to Sapnap before the two had time to bed. “And since it is two against one, I will help keep them out your way.”
XD took one long step, and scooped up George into his arms. George screamed and began kicking and struggling as hard as he could. It meant nothing and XD took another step and grabbed up Dream in his other arms.
“STOP! Let me down! S-Sapnap! I was going to stop!” George pleaded.
“It was George that tickled you the most!” Dream said, earning a squeal of “TRAITOR” from George but he was fighting for his life at that moment. He knew it was useless to fight against XD’s arms, so he had to plead to Sapnap’s mercy.
“Don’t worry. You’ll both get your fair share.” Sapnap grinned and sat down.
The one mercy Dream thought was that Sapnap would have to tickle each doll one at a time, or awkwardly tickle and hold them as the same time. He did not account for the fact that Sapnap had a tail. Dream watched as Sapnap brought his tail up, and slowly handed Dream’s doll to it. The tail gently wrapped around the doll and Dream could feel the soft fur brushing against his sides and giggled. It turned into deep laughter as the fluffy end of Sapnap’s tail brushed the base of the doll and Dream’s feet were tickled.
George’s doll was left to fully focus on, and Sapnap immediately took advantage of it by tickling both side of the doll.
With XD there supervising they knew the tickling would not go for too long, but that comfort was nothing when they were both driven to hysterics and unable to even struggle. Dream had the slim though that maybe asking for the doll wasn’t worth it. But at the same time, he couldn’t wait to do it all again.
I was laying in bed earlier and a Very Clear scene started playing in my head, and even though I haven’t been super up for writing full blown fics lately, I knew I had to get this out. sooooo I opened up a google doc and just kind of rambled. there’s no formatting, no correct writing perspective throughout the whole thing, not a ficlet or a fic…it’s almost the way I answer asks? I don’t know. It’s a Concept for sure.
I didn’t really plan on sharing this, at least not any time soon, but @awkwardtickleetoo loved it so much ( :D ) and somehow convinced me to post it as is. so you can all thank him for being supportive, and you can all thank my brain for remaining completely unhinged to this very day <3 I hope u all enjoy!!!
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george laying in bed facedown, sapnap kneeling above him and leaning over to grip onto george’s triceps, pushing them into the mattress to hold them in place. dream straddles his hips, his hands resting against the back of george’s ribs
george is laughing already, pleading through his giggles as the ghost tickles completely take over. he swears he feels dreams fingers twitch and he shrieks. the other two laugh at him and his ears burn from the embarrassment. they tease him about how he hasn’t even been tickled yet and he’s acting this ridiculous. george can’t help it, his nerves feel like they’re on fire under dreams hands and he can’t think about anything else. even their voices sound like white noise to him. all he can think about is how bad it’s gonna tickle. until dream actually starts moving his fingers
he only squeezes twice but george is twisting his body like he’s in extreme pain, screaming out in ticklish agony as the other two watch in amusement. his reaction only further ignites their need to take george apart, and so dream decides to dig in before george can think to catch his breath. the noise he lets out makes sapnap jump back for a second, temporarily making him let go of george’s triceps and giving him the opportunity to reach back and grab onto dreams wrists. dream obviously isn’t having it and immediately breaks free, grabbing onto george’s wrists and crossing them against his lower back. this gives sapnap the opportunity to reach forward and slide his hands between george’s body and lower triceps, right where he’s most sensitive. george is kicking, screaming, pleading, and the boys are dying because sapnap hasn’t even done anything yet. he’s so dramatic and they tease him endlessly for it. they drag it out until george is practically begging sapnap to just fucking get it over with, so sapnap starts squeezing. george immediately regrets it.
this position is worse than the one he was in before somehow, probably because he’s So Close to blocking sapnap, but him pressing his arms tighter to his body is actually only keeping sapnaps hands locked there, and he absolutely Could Not lift his arms away from his body for even a second with sapnap tickling him like that. and dream makes sure he can’t anyway by pulling on them slightly to stretch george’s arms out a little more. george whines at that through his sobs. dream also decides he wants to join in on the fun, so he moves both of george’s wrists into one hand and uses the other to start squeezing above george’s right hip. this sends george into a fucking panic, kicking harder into the mattress and sending sheets flying onto the floor. sapnap starts using his thumbs to rub deep circles into the middle of george’s ribcage and george actually sees stars. his eyes are squeezed so tight there’s tears threatening to spill over, and he’s laughing so hard his chest feels like it might explode. he hears how frantic he sounds and he can’t believe the two of them are making him react like that. it just adds to the embarrassment of it all. sapnap points out how red his ears are, and they talk about how red george’s face must be as if he’s not suffering under both of them. every pinch of their fingers and scratch of their nails has him reeling further into a headspace he didn’t even know existed. he was embarrassed beyond belief and hyperaware of his reactions, but he couldn’t stop them- it tickled too fucking much to help it. somehow through everything though, he’d managed to keep his face relatively pressed into the blankets. dream and sapnap suddenly decide it’s time to change that.
so they flip him. with much protest from george obviously. it takes…a little bit of work, with george cursing them off, kicking and throwing weak punches, making dream and sapnap giggle. the threats quickly turn to begging, even bribing the two with money and expensive gifts. sapnap was almost persuaded, but ultimately decided he liked the toy he had already. george ended up on his back, his head in sapnap’s lap while his arms were trapped by his thighs. dream was on george’s waist, smirking down at him as george quickly realized he had nowhere to hide.
and i just need to take a second to just. think about george in this moment bc oh my goodness.
dream smirking down at him, with his hands fluttering inches over his tummy???? with sapnap’s thighs keeping his arms out to the side, leaving his body completely exposed? the feeling of dread flushes through george’s entire body, and his nerves are ten times more reactive because of it. his head is turned to the side with his eyes squeezed closed, but he can’t help but picture dreams hands hovering over his body anyway. i mean. they’re dreams hands. they’re gorgeous. and huge. and strong. and of course thinking about his hands only make him more nervous and giddy with all the anticipation, and he wants to open his eyes, but he Can’t. and they know he can’t. so they start telling him about how vulnerable he looks like this. how tickleable he is. george is giggling like crazy and refusing to say anything. he can’t. he is so far gone he has no idea what would even come out at this point. sapnap and dream know this too.
anyway anyway anyway.
sapnap reattaches his hands to george’s ribs, rubbing his fingertips harshly. he presses between each rib as he makes his way up under george’s arms, changing tactics by swirling his pointer fingers lightly there. and i guess that might’ve helped and might’ve let george catch his breath, but dream has other plans and decides to start tracing his fingers over george’s shirt. george’s laughter is immediately higher (i think that happens when they get his tummy sometimes tbh idk why) and of course they comment on it because Of Course they do. dream plays with the edge of george’s bellybutton and he loses it, twisting his body as much as he can. sapnap pretends to be annoyed and grips his hands around george’s ribcage, covering as much of it as he can, reaching the tips of his fingers around the back of it as his thumbs stayed over the fronts. george’s eyes fly open and he makes direct eye contact with sapnap, silently begging him not to. but sapnap takes one look at how pathetic george looks, how glassy his eyes are, and he knows george’s needs it - and even if he doesn’t, he needs to see what happens for himself.
so he digs in, rubbing all over his fingers over the middle of george’s ribcage with precision. sapnap somehow targets the weakest, most ticklish muscles between them, sending george into a wave of hysterical laughter. dream leans down and starts nibbling on the center of his lower tummy, on the soft, sensitive skin between his hips. somehow his noses brushes against the bottom of george’s bellybutton over and over and over as he does, his beard assisting in the maddening sensations. george squeezes his eyes shut so tightly he sees god.
so the other day i had this idea for a tiny blurb based on this ask from @wishitweresummer , as well as a gif that @mushiewrites showed me that he and summer were talking about (i’m not gonna post the gif but if anyone’s curious you can always dm me and i’ll show you) and i actually ended up writing it!!
it’s nothing crazy, literally just like 700 words that i wrote out of nowhere for fun, so it’s pretty simple, but i hope everyone likes it anyway :D
lee!george, ler!dream, 699 words
enjoy <3
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George’s heavy, panting breaths cut through the air of Dream’s bedroom, matched only by the sounds of harsh winds and pouring rain outside the house. He swallowed hard, his throat dry, letting out a quiet whimper that only seemed to egg Dream on more.
When he told Dream he was bored due to the power outage and the storm outside, he had expected them to just brainstorm ideas of what to do to pass the time.
He did not expect Dream’s evil smirk and comment that he knew exactly what to do, and he did not expect Dream to suddenly start chasing him around the dark house, yelling threats that made George’s heart skip a beat and nervous giggles build up in his chest.
While George knew the layout of the house well, it was not easy to navigate in the dark, only lit by candles scattered throughout some of the main rooms. He kept his arms out in front of him, feeling for any corners or walls he might run into, nearly tripping down the stairs and catching himself on the railing at one point, but it didn’t take long for him to be caught.
From there, he had expected Dream to just grab him, throw him around a little, and they would both giggle and wrestle for a while before moving onto something else. He was partially right– Dream definitely did manhandle him and throw him over his shoulder in a way that made his entire being feel fuzzy– but he didn’t stop there.
He didn’t expect Dream to have a plan.
And he definitely didn’t expect Dream to beeline straight to his room, throw him onto the bed, and immediately dig his fingers into his ribs.
His reaction was instantaneous, letting out a scream loud enough that he was genuinely glad Sapnap wasn’t home, because he probably would’ve thought George was dying. The shock and confusion of the situation made his reactions more frantic than either of them anticipated, and he barely had the time to think clearly enough to try to throw Dream off.
Which is what led him here in the first place.
Apparently Dream felt he had breathed enough, because suddenly there were hands gripping his thigh, one holding it down against the bed just above his knee and the other squeezing and scratching at his inner thigh like his life depended on it. George screamed, arching his back and thrashing as much as he could, head thrown back against the bed.
“AHH– NAHAHAHAHA! DREHEHEHEAM–!” George struggled to speak through his hysterical laughter, completely lost in the horrible sensation.
“Still bored?” Dream asked teasingly, the evil smirk never leaving his face, his hand jumping up from George’s knee to dig into the crease between his hip and thigh, making his laughter kick up even louder, growing more desperate and broken.
“FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU?!” George spat, fighting as hard as he could to get away, but Dream’s hands stifled his kicking enough that it was nearly useless, and his mind was too cloudy with desperation and exhaustion to really think of another plan. He tried to curl up, hoping he’d be able to reach down to grab Dream’s hands, but he wasn’t exactly able to rely too much on his fine motor skills at that time, so it wasn’t nearly as successful as he had hoped.
“Aww, Georgie, I know you don’t mean that,” Dream teased further, pausing his hands for a split second just to hear George whine at the anticipation, before his body was wracked with another round of laughter when he dug back in.
“NOHOHOHO, GOHOD, AH– PLEHEHEASE!” George begged, gripping the sheets with one hand and throwing his other arm over his face to try to hide at least some of his embarrassment.
They both knew Dream knew George’s limits better than anyone else, and trusted that he wouldn’t go anywhere near overboard with his torture, which George was eternally grateful for.
Unfortunately for him, however, that meant he would just have to deal with that suffering for the foreseeable future– knowing it would only stop when Dream felt it was time.
