#ler!georgenotfound

[sleepy--anon]

So did we all just collectively ignore this???

@mushiewrites @awkwardtickleetoo @wishitweresummer @fluffallamaful

#lee!sapnap #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #mcyt tickle clip

[wishitweresummer]

Puppy Love

(Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Sitting Pretty - Chapter Ten

Word count: 1522

Warning: Kissing. Mouth tickles. And a little bittt bit of angst.

Dream knew he was being dramatic, okay? He knew. He was aware. It just. That doesn’t make him feel any less.

It was almost the end of the night and neither George or Sapnap had kissed him.

This morning he watched them trade good morning kisses, but George got distracted when the toaster spooked him by going off. Sapnap just had to tease him about it, setting off a play fight. Lots of hissing and giggles. They were too cute. Dream barely even registered that his lips went un-kissed. Whatever, he didn’t want their stinky morning breath kisses anyway.

The day fell a bit on the busy side. It usually did when George got into the mood to stream. Lately, he would drag everyone into it. And Dream could never say no to George. He brought him to the store and helped him vlog while grabbing ingredients for his impromptu cooking stream. Obviously, no kisses there. No big deal.

But when they walked in the house and George was off camera while Dream filmed their feet, he grabbed Sapnap and smooched his lips playfully. It was to fluster him. It was quick, and really just to mess with Sapnap. Dream still whined as he filmed George scamper off to the kitchen. Sapnap stood there with bright cheeks.

“He-he slapped me! Dream!”, Sapnap squeaked out, properly flustered. He had to think of an excuse on the spot and it was horrible. No wonder the entire fandom theorized about whether they were dating or not.

They set up in the kitchen and took turns bothering George while he cooked for the stream. He was making homemade mac and cheese. Before the end, there was cheese everywhere. It took more than an hour to clean.

Dream watched Sapnap dust cheese off George’s cheek and then smooch the spot loudly, grabbing him tightly so he couldn’t squirm away. The older screeched and giggled, struggling in the hold. Dream turned and left them.

In his office, he opened the editing software on his computer and stared at it blankly. He wanted a kiss.

Which is stupid. He could have taken one. Or asked for one. They are his boyfriends! But, the timing was just off all day. Any chance he had, he missed. Now, he was alone and pouting. Feeling dumb.

~•~

Sapnap and George turned to grab for their boyfriend, but he was gone. He wouldn’t have turned in for the night without saying good night, so they figured he went to the bathroom. They settled together in the living room and started to relax for the night.

It was only a few minutes before George got up to use the bathroom. He figured Dream must be showering and he would just demand entry anyway. But, the bathroom door on the first floor was open. Weird. He headed upstairs to find the other bathroom empty as well. He handled his bathroom business quickly, then started to look for his absent boyfriend.

“Dream!”; he called out as he whipped his bedroom door open. If he had gone to bed without saying goodnight, George was fine interrupting his sleep. But, his bedroom was empty as well.

“George?”, he heard Dream’s muffled voice coming from his office.

He paced quickly down the hallway and flung open the door to find his puppy. His tail was still, hanging limply down off his office chair. There was no smile on his face and no burst of excitement at the sight of him. George’s ears flattened at the lack of reaction.

“What’s going on?”, he asked slowly. Dream pouted. George felt himself freeze, but shook out of it quickly. “Dream?”.

“Neither of you kissed me today.”.

George tilted his head and thought over the words. He was right, of course. His puppy. Un-kissed. The entire day.

“Sapnap!!!”, he suddenly screamed, making Dream jump up at the sudden noise. He scrambled out of the chair.

“It’s okay! I don’t know why I’m overreacting like this!”, he quickly backtracked. George only crowded his space and pushed him softly towards the bed. “George, I’m fine!”.

“Puppy, we didn’t mean to not give you kisses. Lay down.”, George coo’ed. Dream stumbled back clumsily, landing on the bed and bouncing. He tried to sit up, but George pressed him back down.

“What’s going on?”, Sapnap asked from the doorway.

“We forgot to give our puppy kisses today.”. The stunned silence let them know Sapnap was realizing his mistake too.

“Oh, Dreamie.”.

~•~

Gently, Dream was pinned down and his boyfriends loomed over him. Always so overwhelming to have all of their attention.

“I’m going to give you a million kisses.”, George grinned, a little spark of mischief in his eyes.

“I’m going to give you a million and one kisses.”, Sapnap shot back quickly.

Sapnap moved first, pressing his wrist up above his head and then fluttering his lips gently down his forearm. Dream winced at the softness. It tickled horribly, but he couldn’t shove Sapnap away when he was finally getting the affection he craved.

George moved in fast and peppered his face with little kisses. He couldn’t stop the giggles from bursting out. He tried to squirm, but the two held him down.

“Let us love you.”. Sapnap growled into his ear, then teased his teeth against it to make him squeal. Bubbly giggles filled the air as then attacked his face and neck with teasing little kisses.

George reached down and yanked up Dream’s shirt to reveal his tummy.

“Guys!”, he squeaked. He couldn’t stand kisses on his worst spot, no way.

“We owe you kisses!”, George beamed, then dove down. Ticklish lips teased quickly in a line below his bellybutton and he was helpless to the laughter startled out of him. The soft kisses drew a heart around his bellybutton, making him jump and squeak. “So squeaky today…”, George murmured amusedly. The lips pressed into his bellybutton and moved strangely, like George was mouthing something.

“What did you say!”, he demanded, sounding a little delirious.

“I said you're squeaky today.”, George sat up and smirked.

“No. Into my bell-um. What you. Uh.”, Dream blinked, finding himself unable to say the words. His cheeks burned harshly.

“Kitty whispering sweet nothings into your bellybutton?”.

There was a playful nip to his side, making him squeal. Sapnap moved down to join George.

“You have to be sweeter! Like this!”, Sapnap said, nudging George aside and peppering his shaky tummy with the ticklish kisses. He realized his hands were free and covered his face with them, giggling hysterically. His tail thumped clumsily against the bed and wall. They made him feel so…silly. He was lovesick. Squeaks and gasps punctured his laughter as the two fought for ground on his tummy. Each kiss was sweet, too sweet. The sugary affection made his giggles embarrassingly high pitched. Little yips escaped.

“Puppy...”, George coo’ed. Dream’s feet tangled in the blankets.

He covered his face, grabbed at the pillow, pulled his own hair, his hands darted around in the ticklish panic. But, he didn’t push them away. He loved them. He could feel their love. He was happily drowning in it. Tortured by it. He could already hear them teasing him later. His cutesy happy giggles far too bubbly to not be brought up again to fluster him.

A squeal was startled out of him again as a kiss was pressed to the side of his knee. George giggled.

“He’s so ticklish.”. A flurry of kisses was peppered against his kneecap, making him shake as the hysterical giggles poured out.

Sapnap pressed his lips into his bellybutton and smooched into it loudly, making Dream cry out.

“I love your giggles.”, Sapnap whispered.

“If you ever want kisses, just ask. Idiot.”, George said, then bit softly into the flesh above Dream’s knee to make him squeal again.

“Okay!”.

“Just say I want kisses!!!”, Sapnap made his voice go ridiculously high.

“Is that supposed to be me?”, Dream asked through his unending giggles. He pushed himself to sit up on the bed to glare down at his boyfriends, but only found himself blushing harder at their playful smirks.

“He’s right. You’re like…hehehe!!”, George squeaked out fake girly laughter as he suddenly clamped his hand around Dream’s thigh. He squeezed meanly, shocking a cackle out of him.

“Stop!!”, he reached out to grab for George, but Sapnap tickled quickly into his stomach. “Guys!!!”. He crumbled under the sudden rush of tickling, bursting into loud laughter.

It was a little rare for the two of them to gang up on him, but he had given them the perfect opportunity like this. George sat up and grabbed both of his thighs boldly, making him throw his head back as the uncontrollable laughter took him over. He went to reach for him, but Sapnap blew a raspberry into his stomach, quickly disabling him. Suddenly, there were hands all over. He screeched and fell into hysterical laughter, already so riled up from the affectionate teasing.

“Please!!!”, he begged. Here, he was lost. Dizzy with love and laughter. His mean playful boyfriends knowing exactly how to take him apart.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

#sitting pretty #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #lee!dream #ler!sapnap #ler!georgenotfound #dnn tickle #dream team tickle

[sapnapstummy]

Hi everyone! I decided to post a small tickle scene from my georgenap fic livewire as its own stand alone drabble :]

Please enjoy almost 800 words of george and sapnap tickling each other and being in love <3

“Let’s do something. I’m bored.” George whines, flopping down on Sapnap’s bed. 

Sapanp shifts his legs, making more room for George and creating more space between them. He hums agreeingly, but his eyes never leave his work laptop. He’s trying to fix an audio error for one of his videos, but it doesn’t seem like something that he can fix from his side. His brows furrow as he flips to a different recording, hoping he can splice them together. 

A hand grabs his ankle, startling him, “What the fuck, George! You scared the shit outta me!” He tries to jerk his leg away, but George’s grip tightens. 

“You’re ignoring me. Don’t ignore me. I’m bored,” George’s voice turns into a whisper, lips brushing the hair on Sapnap’s leg, “and that makes me dangerous.” He turns quickly, blowing a raspberry in the crook of his knee and dancing his fingers up the back of his calf.

Sapnap howls with laughter. George lets him twist and turn in his hold, but never fully lets go. “Stop, George. Actually stop, you’re gonna break my laptop.”

George releases his leg, and Sapnap sighs in relief. It’s short lived as George moves the laptop away and places it on the nightstand. Quickly, before he can protest, Sapnap’s arms are pinned by George’s knees. Cold hands run up and down his arms, exposed by the short sleeves of his shirt. Sapnap wiggles, trying with all his might to keep his giggles inside. 

As he squirms under George’s touch, his shirt rides up. Sapnap watches George’s eyes flick down to the sliver of revealed tummy. He stops abruptly, yanking his arms attempting to free them from under George’s knees. 

“Look what we have here. A delicious Sapnap. Waiting so patiently for me!” George folds practically in half to nose at his stomach. The sound of George’s inhale makes him tense with anticipation, and the feeling of George’s lips on his bare skin makes fire shoot through his veins. 

Despite anticipating the raspberry, Sapnap can’t keep his laughter contained. It spills out of him and he can’t stop. “Please! George, oh my god!” He doesn’t even care how ridiculous he sounds. He thrashes and jerks his limbs, but George remains steady. 

When George pulls away, face flushed, he giggles. Then his giggles turn into manic cackles until he’s gasping for air. His chest collides with Sapnap’s as he flops down, totally breathless. 

Sapnap uses his moment of weakness to slide out from underneath and switch their positions. He sits on George’s thighs, flattening George’s legs out across the bed. Immediately, his hands squeeze at George’s side. He grins in victory as George writhes below him. George’s hands squeeze Sapnap’s shirt in tightly balled fists. As George tires, he pulls Sapnap closer. 

“Sap-Sapnap, pleas-se. I can’t-” 

As a final move, Sapnap presses his face into George’s neck, giving him the wettest raspberry he can. George cackles beneath him, loud and wholeheartedly. George weakly pushes him away, battling between ending the tickle fight or protecting his vulnerable sides. 

He pulls away from George’s neck to catch his breath, but George hooks his arms around the back of Sapnap’s head, tugging him back down. His thighs shake and his arms come down to the side to stop him from ragdolling on George. 

“Ugh, lay on me already. Stop being an idiot.” George gives his head another tug, while Sapnap hesitantly lets his body rest on George’s. “There we go. It’s like a weighted blanket, but like epic ‘cause you’re warm.” 

“Was this your plan all along? To distract me from my very important work and turn me into your own personal weighted blanket?” Sapnap can feel every breath that George makes. The push and pull of George’s chest and the vibrations when he talks makes his heart beat faster. He hopes George doesn’t notice. 

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George, still tickle-high, laughs breathlessly in his ear with a quiet squeak. “You’re an idiot.” Sapnap can hear the smile in George’s voice and he looks up at him. George’s skin is flushed and his eyes sparkle happily. 

“Your idiot,” he sighs as he tucks his face into George’s neck. Gently, he lets his beard brush lightly against George’s skin just to feel him squirm a little bit more. He feels George shift, then cool fingers touch the back of his neck, brushes softly through his curls. 

“Yeah,” George breathes and Sapnap knows without seeing that George is looking at him with as much love as he possibly can. “You’re mine” 

Sapnap presses a kiss to George’s neck before letting his eyes slip shut and matching their breaths, and they fall asleep happy and warm in each other's arms with smiles on their faces.

Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed, consider checking out livewire :] I wrote it for the dtk ace week collab, it's 17k words of ace sapnap and it's my baby. It features this scene until the dash where it takes a little bit of a different turn! And stay tuned for some future fics!!

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[amitlee]

“I Kinda Want To Beat The Shit Out Of George.”

Summary: This video but it devolves into drunk, giggly lee!sapnap.

Warnings: Mentions of being drunk

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Dream leaned back against the plush cushions of the couch. He felt warm, complete even. He giggled along with his two best friends as they bantered back and forth.

“Man,” Sapnap said, “I’m so drunk right now, I kind of want to beat the shit out of George.”

Dream wheezed in laughter at the statement, finding Sapnap’s ferocity endlessly amusing. He turned to his other side when he felt a tap to his shoulder. George looked at him,

“Dream, don’t let him-“ The Englishman set his gaze to bore challengingly into Sapnap’s. “Do it.”

Before Dream could register what was happening, Sapnap had attempted to vault over his lap to get to George. George screeched and slid over a few inches until he was pressed against the arm of the couch, just barely being able to evade Sapnap’s uncoordinated hands trying to grab at him. Dream put his arm up to block Sapnap from trying to get any closer to George, who was now sticking his tongue out mockingly.

“LET ME AT HIM!” Sapnap yelled indignantly. He grappled against Dream and the couch, only succeeding in laying on his stomach while sprawled across the man’s lap.

Dream chuckled, “Absolutely not, keep your hands to yourselves.” He tried to rangle Sapnap’s arms back into his own space and away from their outstretched position towards George, ultimately deeming it hopeless and instead opting to get out from in between them. “Get off me, dude.” He said as he attempted to pick Sapnap up off of his lap, accidentally digging into his sides.

Sapnap yelped, loopy giggles tumbling from his mouth, and his arms snapping down to his sides. “NOHohoho!”

The room quieted down except for Sapnap’s near constant titters. He’d seemed to have worked himself into quite a fit, if his red cheeks and babbling giggles were anything to go by.

“No way.” George broke in his disbelief.

“Oh yeah, he gets like this sometimes.” Dream explained. He fondly looked down at Sapnap, who shook his head but was too far gone to actually disagree.

George scooted to be next to the pair, Sapnap’s temper being entirely gotten rid of and replaced with a new smiling image. “How have you kept this from me? He’s so-“ George paused in thought for the right word, “-so, cheery! I don’t think I’ve ever seen him like this at all.”

Dream scoffed, “It wasn’t kept from you.” He smiled at the dramatics. “He’s just ticklish.”

“That’s what that was?” George questioned with wide, excited eyes. “Oh my god, that’s so cute.”

Their attention snapped to Sapnap when he let out a clearly flustered whine.

George cooed, lightly skittering his nails across Sapnap’s neck. Sapnap scrunched his neck and turned his head, exposing his pink face, sparkling eyes, and elated smile to his friends. They both awed at the adorable display that so deeply contrasted the playful aggression shown just minutes prior.

Sapnap squealed when George’s nails focused on the crook on his neck connecting to his shoulder. He dissolved into hysterical peels of high pitched laughter and tried to curl up, only to jolt and completely crumble into a cacophony of mirthful sounds as Dream pinched and prodded at his ribs.

The addition of Dream exploring his ribs, expertly tickling over the bones and scratching the sensitive skin, made Sapnap’s skin prickle and tingle intensely. Despite it being nearly unbearable, he couldn’t help but hope it would last forever.

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I think I’ve forgotten how to write

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[nekoma-not-lee]

Day 29 - Scary Movie

CC!George & CC!Sapnap/CC!Dream PLATONIC

Note - So I accidentally closed the app or something and I was able to restore the draft, so enjoy this short one lol

“Geohohohorge! Thahahat tihihi- SAHAHAHAPNAP?! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” So Dream had been very frightened of the horror movie they were watching, but of course George and Sapnap couldn’t stand to see that scared look on poor Dreamie’s face. So the two took matters into their own hands and decided to give him cheer up tickles. Sapnap awed, as his fingers expertly pinched the slight bit of pudge below Dream’s belly button, “Awwwwweeeee, you are so cute! Such a giggly little guy~” George took to skittering his fingers over Dream’s ribs, whispering teases in his ear, “Tktktktktktktktktk, aren’t you just a giggly cutie~” Dream was in tickly bliss, and he wasn’t ready for it to stop as he leaned into the tickles. And they weren’t going to stop until Dream said the safe word, but they all knew he wouldn’t so early.

#tickletober 2022 #day 29 scary movie #dream smp #dream smp tickle #dsmp #dsmp tickle #neko’s ficlets #lee!dream #lee!dreamwastaken #cc!dream #cc!dreamwastaken #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #cc!george #cc!georgenotfound #ler!sapnap #cc!sapnap

[someone1348]

It's Headcannon time!!! I got this idea from Kasey! @kasey-writes-stuff so go check out her take on this first because it is incredible and credit where credit is due!

I hope you all enjoy!

The concept is: The dream smp cc's (content creators) ask to borrow your phone for something and accidentally discover you like tickles

I think about this concept waaaayyy too much so I hope you all enjoy what goes through my mind haha!

-K :]

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Quackity- This one is on my mind all the time! (It's Quackity! Hehe! Why wouldn't it be lol!) Anyway! My man's would ask to borrow your phone for a camera shot, see a tumblr notification, accidentally click on it and spend an hour /lh /j just scrolling through your blog! He's learning something new. At first he was a little confused but as he kept going he thought it was absolutely adorable! And just couldn't help himself! the only other reason he kept scrolling was to find out what gets you the most, for future reference of course! He doesn't go too far in though with scrolling; he doesn't want you to get suspicious one but he also feels bad for snooping. After he does get the shot though and some further information he hands it back to you with a smirk. He won't bring it up but just know he has the rest of the night planned down to a T and there will be a lot of giggles involved. After that though he will ask you about it, he explains that it was an accident but that he finds it so adorable and doesn't mind giving you tickles anytime you want! He makes sure you are comfortable first that is his top priority but just know he won't go so easy on you either (of course while always respecting your boundaries!) teasy butt! Haha! (I love him so much!-) His tickles after that are always a new adventure! The man is unpredictable but thats the best part! (I can go into more detail on Quackity but thats for another day! We've got more people to do! Next up! Dream!)

Dream- Dream's phone was dead and he desperately needed to text sapnap and figure some things out, of course you let him borrow yours! And he does text sapnap but after he pressed send the notification for tumblr came up and when clicking out of the messages he accidentally clicked on it. His frist reaction was to panic and click off but his hands stopped right as he saw your blog he quickly glanced at it and discovered your secret. He smiled to himself looking up at you while you watched TV, quickly looking back down and replying to the text sapnap sent. Once everything was settled he clicked out of all of the tabs and handed it back to you saying that everything was complete! He isn't the type to call you out like that, he'll keep it on the down low until you're ready to talk about it, but he will absolutely be a tease about it in the meantime, this is Dream we are talking about here! He will be slipping the word "Tickle" into a couple of conversations subtlety, Quick pokes or pinches to the sides and a few Tickle hugs here and there. When you do tell him though he can't help the "oh I know" that slips out of him when you confess "I found your blog" "DUDE!" Once things get serious though he will reassure you that your secret is safe with him and that he is there for whenever you want tickles! He wants to learn everything he can learn about it to give you optimal happiness and when the real tickling begins after that day, good luck and watch out for his teasing voice, he plays the role well my friends!

George- George's reactions are always something, so when he asked to borrow your phone for a moment to look something up, he accidentally clicked on the open tab next to it which was your blog. He paused for a moment and said "uhhh" while scrolling a bit. You quickly took note of his tone and checked to see what was wrong, maybe the wifi went out or something, to your shock you saw the screen and took the phone back, not really knowing what to do you left to an empty room. It took a minute for George to register what just happened but the minute he did he rushed to you to let you know that he was so so so sorry and that it was a total accident! He thought you had been mad that he was on it but after some brief communication between you two everything was cleared up in no time! He reassured you that he didn't find it werid at all and thought it was really cute actually! He gave you a hug and made sure you were comfortable before poking you in the sides repeatedly to enjoy your giggles while saying "if you ever need help you know where to find me! I may not be the best but I bet I can make you the most giggly! See look im already winning!" George's tickles after that day are more on the soft/gentle side, by nature but I promise you if you ask for some more playful tickles he will happily deliver!

Sapnap- THIS TEASE! You already know! Sapnap is bold, so is dream but Sapnap is just on a different level! So when he asked to borrow your phone to check something on Twitter and accidentally clicked on tumblr instead and found your blog, after checking things out for himself, smirking a bit before becoming serious again, he walked up to you and asked you what it was about, he showed you what he was seeing on the screen and when nothing could come out of your mouth he put the phone down and made sure his voice was gentle while saying "Hey Hey, everything is all good, im just curious about it! It's adorable and if it makes you happy I'm all in! Your secret is safe with me but I don't want you to hide this adorable version of yourself! Lucky for me I found out first instead of someone else! Now I can keep your giggles all to myself! You want me to tickle you right now? I can if you-" "Sapnap!" "Oops!" He giggled along with you before you two had a conversation about it, your likes, dislikes, boundaries, ect! He was really happy to learn and now will take advantage of this knowledge any chance he gets! He loves seeing you smile so of course this is going to be something he is into! He won't overstep your boundaries of course but he plays the tickle monster role very well! All around a 10/10 ler! His tickles after that are more on the playful side but he will also give you some great gentle tickles if you ask for that, he adapts easily to fit your needs and is more than happy to do so! He also encourages you to start telling some of the others as time goes on, he won't push you of course but he just wants to see you happy and he knows none of the others are going to judge you as well; He's got a kind heart! Maybe you were lucky that Sapnap found out first.

Punz- Now I don't know too much about Punz but I think he would handle it really well! From what I've seen he is a very nice person and his voice is really calming so yeah I feel like him finding out would go really well! You let him borrow your phone to call someone, he got lost, the phone glitched and he accidentally pressed on the Tumblr app instead. He really wanted to click off, well because he has a good moral compass, but he just couldn't. He immediately read the pinned post and smiled to himself just casually reading some more of your posts. He got so caught up in it he completely forgot about the call he was supposed to make, the sound of you laughing at something on the TV snapped him out of his dream state, he immediately called who he needed to and handed you back your phone with some slight red on his cheeks but a big smile. He wanted to approach it kindly so he sat down next to you and asked if there was anything you would like to tell him "any secrets you're hiding?~" he tried to sound just a bit teasey which made you a bit confused "don't make me tickle it out of you~" you immediately checked your phone, saw the tab was still open and then looked back at him and his wiggling fingers. He stopped of course so you two could talk about it, it was a very nice conversation, you talked about everything! he was very understanding and happy to know! He apologized as well for snooping, to be fair it was an accident at first but everything happens for a reason! "Accident or not im glad you trust me enough with this and I promise I won't say anything to anyone!" He smiled before smirking again keeping up his natrually teasy nature; "Does this mean that I'm your own personal ler now because I can be if you want" he winked at you as you playfully smacked his arm lightly, "you better start running im gonna getcha'!" Punz's tickles after that day are really randomized, some days he's more playful, some days he's in the middle, other times he's more gentle, but no matter the day he always tries to incorporate it somehow into your day to day! It becomes the new normal with you two! It's truly a dream come true!

Karl- THE SWEETEST! I headcannon that Karl knows a bit about our community before this all happens so when he finds out he's even more ecstatic! When the fluffy haired brunette asks to borrow your phone to send something over to himself and sees a tumblr notification, his curiosity gets the better of him and he clicks on it. His face beamed brighter than ever in that moment while glancing over most of the things you have put up on your blog he giggles and happy stims a little bit, out of your sight of course! He sends what he needed to send over to himself before handing your phone back and scribbling against your sides quickly before acting like nothing happened.

Tommy- Ohoho boy!! Tommy asked to borrow your phone for the vlog, he didn't have enough storage and needed your help so of course you let him. And while he was trying to get a couple of shots a notification came up and he got curious "I didn't know (Y/N) had tumblr" he checked it out and soon understood why he never knew. His heart absolutely melted! He knew very little about the community but he was overjoyed to be there even if it was only for a minute! He was even more happy because this was your phone and your account! He knew someone in the community now and desperately wanted to know more! After he filmed what he needed too and edited everything he walked up to you a smile spread across his features just absolutely giddy! He wasted no time but decided to be subtle about it. The two of you hung out in the living room for a bit both scrolling through the internet in comfortable scilence before Tommy broke it with a question that brought heat to your cheeks "Hey (Y/N) do you know what a lee and ler is? I've been seeing it everywhere and have no clue what it could mean?" He didn't look up from his phone but the smirk he was hiding inside was priceless. Once he finally decided to look at you he let out the smirk "something wrong?~" After you shook your head he said again "I've got this tickle in my throat that just won't go away!" You cracked after a few more of these and explained everything to him, he just kept getting brighter and brighter! "Yeahhh I know! I got too curious and stumbled upon your tumblr account" "Tommy!" "I know! Im sorry for snooping but im glad I know! Plus you knew I'd find out eventually, I would have tickled it out of you regardless" "Tommy!!!" "HAHAHA Sorry Sorry! It's true though!" After a few more moments of comfortable scilence he asked if you could tell him more! You both talked about everything, likes, dislikes, boundaries, terminology, everything he was so happy to learn!! He loves seeing you smile and making others happy so this was a perfect win in his eyes! After the conversation he broke the ice once more with another question "Can I tickle you now?" This made you blink a bit, you didn't know what to say but one look at the egar sunshine boy and you couldn't say no, you just ran and let the blonde have his fun, but hey you were having fun too so its a win win! Tommy's tickles after that day are a good mix of gentle, fast and playful all at once! He already says the word Tickle so much in his everyday speech but you can guarantee he's saying that a lot more now! And of course tickling you almost every chance he can get! He even texts you tickle teases sometimes, from across the room just to see your reactions and make you smile again! Best boy I swear!

Tubbo- He's so kind oh my goodness!! It was a complete accident! Tubbo was trying to fix your settings and accidentally clicked on a tumblr notification that popped up! He was going to click off Instantly but your secret caught his eye. He was nice enough to stop what he was doing and sit down with you and ask about it. The conversation went really really well! He was very engaged in the conversation, he listened to everything you had to say, he asked questions and he was just overall so nice about it! He pinky swore to you that he wouldn't tell anyone without your permission. He wasn't the most physical person but that didn't mean he wasn't going to tickle you! Quite the opposite actually he tickled you a lot more now! He's actually really good at it! His tickles after that day really just depends on what you want but he will definitely poke you in the side in passing, and whenever he feels like it! A quick scribble along the neck too! He will do whatever he wants that is within your boundaries of course! It's gotten so constant that he will give you a look and the two of you know exactly what it means! It means your being silly and he's about to get you good! So you better start running, bee boy doesn't mess around, just ask Tommy! Honestly he just wants to see you happy and if Tickles are going to help then it's tickles you sha'll get!

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Ranboo- Where do I even start! First off he is so respectful during it all but he is such a tease! He asked to borrow your phone to text Billzo about some upcoming plans since his phone was dead and when you went to go shower/do other things he completely forgot this wasn't his phone, his brain worked on autopilot and he absent-mindedly clicked on the app. He snapped out of it when he didn't recognize his own page, realized this was your phone, was going to put it back but he saw his name and got curious. He ended up scrolling for the duration of the time that you were gone and loved every second of it, he was so intrigued and wanted to learn more about this lovely community and was even more stoked when he remembered that this was your account! He took his time scrolling through your blog, the tags, your recent searches, everything he could find until you got back. He happily handed you your phone back of course and went about the day, accept with a plan in his mind. Slowly but surely he pulled you into his tickly trap! After that was done he couldn't stop smiling down at you. You asked what he did that for and he just smiled brighter replying "well you like it right? I wanted to give you something you would enjoy" you blinked at him before he confessed everything to you. He apologized of course and then the two of you talked about it. It was a very comforting atmosphere and a really great talk! "Im going to be tickling you more often now just so you know" he said with wiggling fingers up and ready you lightly pushed him back as he laughed with you putting the fingers away "Ler!Ranboo for your most recent search huh~" "RANBOO!!" "HAHAHA!!" He was promptly shoved after that comment (in a joking way of course!) This was going to be a wild ride! But it feels good now that someone knows. His tickles are like Tubbo's they adapt but he does enjoy a playful atmosphere!

I hope you guys enjoyed! If you want me to add anything or anyone let me know! These kinda turned out more like oneshots but ill take it! Heheh apologies for the length! Whoops! Remember to drink water, take care of yourselves and have a great day/evening or night My friends!

-K :]

#k's a flipping lee omg! #mcyt tickle #k writes tk things #k's headcannons #ler!quackity #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #ler!dream #ler!tubbo #ler!ranboo #ler!georgenotfound #ler!sapnap #ler!karl #ler!karljacobs #ler!punz #lee!reader

[fluffallamaful]

Scars and Feathers

🦙🦙🦙…

(kinda) written for Llama’s Lee Dream Month

— Day 5 (Scars)

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

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

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

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

Word Count: 3340

hope you enjoy 👍🏼

🦙🦙🦙…

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

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

He had been wrong...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

After a couple of moments George managed to wrestle out a chicken feather from his pocket, one collected earlier from the short-lived hunt. He showed it to Dream with a face of permission, receiving a scoffed laugh in response.

George had always had a strange way of being resourceful that would never fail to amuse Dream. The older male could somehow always manage to find the most specific uses for the most useless of items.

He nodded his head in response to the brunette’s creative offer, settling himself back against the tree as George’s hand returned to rub over his arm once again, allowing for his eyes to flutter back closed in preparation for his relaxed state from earlier to return. Only much to his surprise, instead of practically melting under the touch this time, Dream felt himself tense up entirely, his eyes shooting open as soon as the feather came into contact with his skin, and fingers balling into fists as it traced circles all the way down his forearm.

“What’s wrong?” George asked, immediately pulling the feather back in concern once he noticed Dream’s reaction. Dream felt the need to rub a hand over his arm, the leftover tingles from the feather still dancing over his skin. This was odd. In all the years they had been doing this, he had not once felt this on edge. It was as though the feather was brushing directly over his nerves, forcing a relentless giddiness to settle in the back of his throat — one that he was all too familiar with, but not willing to admit in the slightest. He swallowed it down.

“N-nothing.” He assured, removing his hand from his arm. He had a thought to reach out for his mask beneath his hoody, but that would’ve made his predicament far too obvious.

“You flinched? Does it hurt your scars?” Dream looked down to his arm. The whole limb was littered with lines and lines of scar tissue, most of them being the leftover markings from Quackity’s cruel persuasive ‘methods’ in prison. His gaze returned back to the slow drips of water from before, shifting himself against the bark behind him.

He could easily say that it did. He could simply tell George that the reason that he flinched was because the feather was hurting him… but it would be a absolute lie.. and was he really ready to start lying to George all over again? Even after turning over his supposed ‘new leaf’?

“N-no…” He began carefully, keeping his gaze over the drops. “No it just feels- weird…”

“Weird?”

“Different.”

“Different??” Dream huffed, squeezing his eyes shut in frustration. He could feel the beginnings of a blush forming over his cheeks.

“Different.” He stated again, this time more firmly. George got the message not to question further.

“Can… Should I keep going then?” He asked instead. Dream nodded his head firmly, though he had to fight every muscle in his body to not tense up again.

“Yeah it’s fine. It doesn’t hurt. I promise.” He affirmed. George eyed him suspiciously, but thankfully decided to drop it. He reshuffled himself, bringing his knees up to cradle Dream’s arm against his body, before continuing his feather tracing from before.

Dream immediately winced, managing to recover himself with a few deep breaths as he focused on keeping the targeted limb as still as possible, latching onto the storm’s gentle pitter patters on their canopy umberella to distract himself. A giddy smile still managed to threaten the corners of his lips as George began swirling shapes into the underside of his forearm, and he was forced to turn his head away to console himself.

It must be the scars, he thought. The new tissue that had formed there must be more sensitive than the older skin that had survived Quackity in prison.

His theory was unable to develop any further from that however, for a simple flick from George’s feather up Dream’s inner elbow suddenly compressed a betraying gasp out of him, to which he immediately countered by puffing out his cheeks. The soft bristles then lingered over the crease for a moment, fuelling the giddiness that had already lined Dream’s throat, and then setting it alight when it swiped up Dream’s bicep, and zigzagged back down his tricep. The ex-prisoner finally broke.

“Geohohorge Gehehorge okahahay wahahit!!” He suddenly spoke, pulling at his arm and grappling at the hand that was holding the feather. George gave him neither satisfaction, pulling the feather out of his reach, and clasping a hand firmly over his wrist. Dream’s eyes widened.

“It tickles doesn’t it!!” The brunette exclaimed, eyes full of the mischief that Dream had been worried about.

“No! It d-dohoesn’t ihihit- HEhEy!!” He denied, yelping as his arm was yanked further into George’s lap, the older twisting to face him and wedging the limb between his knees. A sudden rush of adrenaline pulsed through him, urging Dream to pull hard at his arm and fight against the strength that the smaller man challenged him with. But despite the known advantage that he had over the brunette, he still found that his fight entirely melting away once the feather’s bristles returned to brush over his forearm again, this time with more intent.

“NOHo Geohohohorge staHAhap!!”

“Your scars are ticklish!!”

“StAHAhap!!” With his facade now fully broken, built up giggles flowed out of Dream in an uncontrollable manner, entangling with the baseline that the rain already provided.

“Is it just your forearm??” The brunette questioned, dragging the feather up to Dream’s bicep again and swirling it over the lines of scar there.

“NoHO GEOhOhorge!!” Dream yelped, pulling weakly at his arm again as his body doubled over in laughter, sending his free hand down into the earth below to stabilise himself. Each completed swirl from the feather sent another wave of tingly sparks up the captured arm, permitting the limb to do no more than contract uselessly in George’s grasp.

“Nahahaha okahay okahay enohohogh!!”

“No! Let me see! Why didn’t you tell me about this before?! It’s adorable!” Dream ducked his head away as a heat swelled over his cheeks, shielding himself behind George’s knees.

“Ihihi dihihidn’t know!!”

“You’re blushing!!”

“Stahahap!!” Dream protested, ducking his head down further and attempting to hide his reddened cheeks into the crook of his neck. He glanced back behind him to gage the distance between himself and the safety of his mask, but his neck was promptly forced to snap back into place when George began tracing the feather over the exposed skin there instead.

“GeHoHoHorge!!” Dream shook his head wildly, hunching up his shoulders as high as they could possibly go and using the weight of his body to up the desperation of freeing his trapped arm. Annoyingly enough, the brunette managed to match each twist and dodge of his with another swipe to his neck, his attempts at blocking out the feathery onslaught being no match for his speed.

“Ohh you can’t get away!! You can’t get away this feather is going to tickle over your little neck somehow Dream!!” George crowed.

Dream let out a frustrated whine, resorting to sacrificing the support of his free arm and using it to grapple frantically at George’s offending hand instead. Though this too was countered perfectly by the older, who noticed the wobble in Dream’s support-less balance within a split second, and before Dream could even process the action he had already been tugged roughly into George’s lap, landing face up and paralysingly startled.

He was only given no more than a few seconds to blink away his disorientation, before the feather’s tingly sensation returned to his neck once again, flicking and twirling under his jaw with a much higher surface area to work with.

“NOhOhO!!” He shrieked, voice upped in pitch from his startle. He immediately tried to sit up, but the brunette’s firm hold on his wrist quickly put an end to his escape, and he fell back into George’s lap with a grunt, panicked green eyes meeting a rather smug, upside-down grin from above.

“You’re not going anywhere~” George teased, dusting his feather down a large scar across Dream’s cheek. A rather loud squeal immediately erupted from the younger in response to the spot change, sounding oddly similar to that of a ghast scream for a moment. His eyes immediately widened in horror at the reaction, free hand shooting up to cover the apparently sensitive section of skin from George’s sight.

Even though the movement of the feather had been so light, it had felt as though it had suddenly been doused in the storm’s electricity, each soft bristle sending an electrifying shock directly into the nerves in Dream’s cheek.

“Whahat was thahat!?” George asked incredulously, barking out a cackle and dragging the feather over the top of Dream’s protective hand. Dream squeaked, feeling his his cheeks darken as a few panicked giggles toppled out of him.

“Geohohorge plehehease…” He bargained, mustering up the best puppy dog eyes that he could as his face warmed beneath his palm by the second.

His pleads for mercy were met with none other than a devilish smirk from the man above, his heart practically sinking down to his gut as George pushed up his glasses to reveal the set of eyes behind them that had darkened to a deep shade of mischief.

“Dreeeam~”

“Nohoho Geohorge…”

“Dream, what have I found here?” The brunette asked, circling his feather over the back of Dream’s hand, concentrating on a feint scar in the middle of it. Dream whined, quickly launching his hand up to grab at the feather while it was in reach, but pouting when it was simply pulled away as before.

“Ah ah ah!” George tutted, swinging his leg over the rogue arm and pinning Dream’s elbow to the grass below, effectively disassembling his last defence. “I’m not done yet.”

The combination of George’s taunts and his now defenceless cheek sent Dream into a flurry of panicked pleads, giggles and bargains, pulling at both the wrist in George’s hands and the one under his leg. His flustered panic was not helped by George slowly swirling the feather in the air just above the sensitive scar, slowly turning Dream to putty more and more as the boy psyched himself out from anticipation alone.

By the time the feather actually touched down on his cheek, Dream had worked himself up enough to not even consider stifling his react, producing the same squawked yelp from earlier as pulses of electricity zipped through his nervous system again. The initial scream then tapered off into sporadic bursts of giggles and hiccups, his eyes squeezing shut and feet scuffing into the dirt in hopes of lessening the sensation.

“Nohohohoho!!” He whined, a huge smile splitting his cheeks as he twisted and turned into the grass below him, shaking his head rapidly to throw off the older’s tracing.

For a split second it actually worked, the electrifying sensations stilling for a moment as Dream managed to roll himself into George’s thigh for protection. However the break was only momentary, for soon afterwards he felt a firm, yet gentle, hand cupping his chin, guiding him out from his burrow and keeping him stable for when the feather returned once again to his cheek. This time he couldn’t wriggle away.

Barks of cackles were quick to join the rain’s melody, Dream’s legs flying chaotically to account for stolen mobility in his upper body. He hadn’t even realised that George had released the hold on his wrist until much after its freedom.

“sTahHAHAP!!” He wailed, slamming the hand down on his face and rubbing gratefully at the tingling skin, this time incorporating his smile underneath the defence as well.

“Nawwww, was my little feather to tickly for the little baby~?” George crooned, sticking out his bottom lip into a pout. Dream felt his cheeks darken.

“geohohohorge…” He whined.

“Was it too much for the little Dreamie to handle~?” The brunette continued, tilting Dream’s head to the side to better access the gate-kept scar. A few spluttered cackles tumbled into Dream’s palm as he twirled the feather over the back of his hand again, this time travelling up over Dream’s jaw and forehead as well.

“Youhu-uhuhu’re so anno-ohohoying…” He tittered, hiccuping through the insult.

“Annoying?!” George’s tone made him giggle even more. “You were the one that was grumpy! I’m just here trying to help you feel better!!” He defended innocently, circling the feather over the shell of Dream’s ear. A yip escaped the blonde at the feeling, squeezing his eyes shut and scrunching up his neck to block it out.

“I alrehe-eheady feel beh-hetter you idihihiot!” More hiccups peppered their way through Dream’s admittance, rolling himself towards his trapped arm and burying himself against George’s thigh again.

“Well how am I supposed to know if you’re not showing me your smile? Idiot.” George retorted, smiling through his words now. He easily followed the blonde’s movements by swiping over the back and sides of his neck instead. Dream’s giggles we’re muffled into his pant leg.

Almost symbolically, as though the weather had somehow noticed that the ex-prisoner was now feeling better, a cast of light pierced its way through the mass of grey cloud, dousing the hill that the two explorers were sat upon in a ray of colour and warmth. The rain’s leftover droplets sparkled amongst the leaves in the oak above, and the metallic glare from the two sets of netherite armour twinkled and winked as more and more sun broke through the finishing thunder storm.

The sound of Dream and George’s giggles continued on for many minutes longer, only stopping after Dream’s titters became breathy and weak. The taller man then remained rested on the smaller’s lap, too weak to move, and too comfortable to deny George’s request for him to stay.

For the first time in a long time, he could say that he was completely free of worries. Just for a moment. Just for a bit.

🦙🦙🦙…

it’s not late it’s not late it’s not late

#llamas lee dream month #fluffallamaful fics #lee!dream #ticklish!dream #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle

[mimigiggles]

Im not even touching you yet!

A/N : This is my first post. I used to write before butnever published it, so enjoy :3

(lee!Sapnap ler!George)

I literally love Sapnap and his laugh so he deserves to be first peron I write for :3

''Geohorge'' Sapnap squeaked as sprinted downstairs to living room. ''Lehehave mehe alohohne''

''Why are you so giggly?! You don't even knw what I am gong to do''

'Buhut I doho- GOERGE!'' Sapnap screamed like some midde school girl as George tackled him to the couch. Sapnap was basically giggly ball under George, while George teased him with holding his hands on his stomach.

''Oh, Sapnap~'' George smiled at his friend. He could swear he never saw Sapnap like this. Sapnap's hands were up to his face, but you could still see the blush that was going no to his neck and ears, while he was giggling like crazy and happily kicked his legs once in a while.

''Geohheorge! Juhust doho It alrheheady!''

''Your wish is my command Pandas'' George started skittering and squeezing (lightly) Sapnap's stomach.

''GHEHEORHEGE! NOHOHHAHAHA'' Sapnap screamed with joy as older boy repeated his actions again and again. And whole afternoon was full of laughter and Sapnap getting revenge on George.

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And The End.

I hope you liked it :3

#lee!sapnap #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #ler!gnf #ovojemina

[aninklingof]

Posting this again

Inspired by this post (original blog is 18+ only)

Sorry for the first post 😅

#Seany’s tword art #digital art #fanart #dnf #dnf tickle #dnf fanart #dreamnotfound #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #lee!dream #ler!george #raspberries #myct tickle

[sleepy--anon]

Day 5: I'm Not Ticklish

You can still reserve unmarked days

Reserved by @kasey-writes-stuff

This one's a little short

Punz felt like if he rolled his eyes any more they'd roll all the way back. He'd even given himself a headache. George had decided to play 20 questions with Punz weather he wanted to play or not. Questions ranging from favorite food to most embarrassing childhood memory. They both laid on his carpet, Punz on his back and George on his side.

"Ooooo! We've never asked you, where's your tickle spot?" George asked incredibly nonchalantly. In his defense, the dream team had thrown around that question when they first moved in together and answered honestly.

"I don't know what you’re talking about George, I'm not ticklish" Punz lied through his teeth, hoping he'd get away with it, but this is George we're talking about.

"Bullshit! There is no way you aren't! Come on! Just answer it and I'll leave you be" Punz shrugged his shoulders and just laid there, arms behind his head, eyes closed, and surprisingly stretched out. George narrowed his eyes at the blonde before poking at his underarms. Punz swallowed his initial squeak, forcing himself to be as still as possible as he clamps his lips shut.

"Come on Punz~ no use in hiding, I know you’re ticklish~ if you won't tell me where it is, I'll just find it~" George teased in his ear as he walked his fingers down his ribs. Punz's face cracked a little bit but he managed to get it back, his shoulder twitched at the tingly feeling on his ear. George was now closely watching Punz’s every move, he would get no leniency. He noticed how when he got to his lower side he twitched to right, George paused for a moment, flicking his eyes up to Punz who kept his eyes shut, attempting to appear unbothered.

"Bingo~" Was the last thing Punz heard before George jumped on his and massaged his thumbs into his hips. Punz’s damn broke, his eyes flew open, his hands shot to his wrists, his back arched, and he broke out into hysterical laughter.

"This it isn't it Punzy boy~? Hmm~?" Punz could only kick, squirm, scream, and laugh his little heart out because George would not relent.

"Answer me Punz~ is this it or should I keep looking~" Punz pulled at his hands and weakly slapped his arms, clearly being entirely sapped of energy. George slowed to little pulses so he could speak, he waited expectantly.

"OhohohOHOKAHAY! Yehehehes, THAHAHAHAT'S ihihit! PLEHEHEHEASE!" George, finally satisfied with his answer, hops off him, ruffling his hair.

"If I find out you're lying later it won't look good for you bud~"

"Look man, my thighs and knees are just as bad, it's that whole lower part of me, you found it now shush!"

#kasey tag #kasey writes stuff #augtickletober2023 #lee!punz #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #mcyt tickle fic #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #sleepy's fics

[wishitweresummer]

Tickle-Tac-Toe (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Word count: 3481

((This is part of Sap’s Tickle Games!!))

Warnings: Intense foot tickles!! And restraints! I feel like I’m not the best judge of this…but I think this might be one of my more intense fics. Only read if you’re comfortable! <33

This was inspired by this post!

Sapnap was pissed and it was seriously funny. George just couldn’t stop giggling.

“I hate you guys!! What is wrong with you!!”, he yelled, face red and eyes wide. George leaned his body weight into Dream and giggled harder.

“We are just going to play a little game.”, Dream smiled and brushed his fingers down Sapnap’s bare feet. They twitched on top of the pillow they were perched on. Sapnap averted his gaze at the wording, huffing loudly.

“But, not my feet…”, Sapnap whined and dropped his head back against the couch.

Sapnap had been walking around the house for a bit looking for either of his friends today. He looked in their rooms and called their names to find nothing. They had been waiting in the living room to ambush him with ropes. Now, he writhed in a flustering mix of anger and fear.

He never let anyone near his feet because of how devastatingly ticklish they were. But here he was; ankles tied together and perched up on a pillow on the coffee table. His wrists twisted helplessly against each other in their own ropes tied behind his back. He dropped his head back against the couch he was sat on. Oh, he was so fucked.

George’s evil little giggles started to calm and he held up a pen. Sapnap’s toes curled up at the sight.

“No…”, he whimpered. Dream flashed a grin and held up his own pen.

“If George wins, we free you. If I win, we continue. Ready?”.

“No!”, Sapnap shouted. His mind fuddled in confusion at what ‘win’ would even mean in that context.

Sapnap’s scream pierced the air suddenly as Dream grabbed his ankle and the tip of a pen started drawing a line down the ball of his foot. Four torturous lines.

“Please please please!!!”, he begged frantically, desperate laughter pouring from him. By the end, he was already in tears.

“How is he going to survive this?”, George laughed.

“You gotta calm down buddy. If you distract George how is he going to win?”, Dream grinned in amusement. Sapnap was starting to slide down the couch.

“I can’t take this, please.”, he whined through his giggles. He looked wrecked already. “What are you doing?”.

“Tic-Tac-Toe.”, George said and grabbed the ankle again. “I’m X.”. Sapnap cried out and tried to pull away, to no avail. George carefully drew a shaky X right in the middle of the Tic-Tac-Toe board on Sapnap’s ticklish foot. The younger screeched with laughter the entire time. “Tickle-Tac-Toe.”, he mumbled in amusement. His word association was barely audible over Sapnap’s noise.

“Fuck you guys!!!”. Dream’s hand took George’s place and he started drawing a little circle in the middle left spot on the board. Sapnap snorted loudly before flopping back against the couch, laughing hysterically. George grabbed the ankle fast, eager to start his turn before Sapnap could recover. A shaky X was drawn in the top middle of the board and then traced over and over as Sapnap screamed with laughter. His face was beet-red as he slid fully down the couch and landed on his side, squirming frantically. He was trapped though, nowhere to go. His wrists were tied firmly behind his back. His feet turned on their sides due to his new position, but it didn’t phase Dream.

“Hmmm. Where should I go?”, he teased.

Sapnap gasped for air dramatically, but wasn’t able to recover before Dream was drawing a circle in the bottom middle spot. Desperate laughter ripped from his throat. Sapnap turned his head into the couch and muffled it in embarrassment, but George giggled.

“Oh no Stinknap, it’s not looking good!”, he said through his giggles. Dream grinned evilly as he traced the little circle a few more times and earned himself another snort.

“Ticklish little piggy.”, he murmured in amusement. Sapnap whined at the nickname. George grabbed the ankle and started drawing an X into the bottom right of the board, practically sealing the impending tie. Sapnap squirmed against the couch, laughter becoming squeaky. He hadn’t stopped since the third move and wasn’t sure how he would survive.

“How are you not done!!!”, he yelled. The other two laughed. George passed Dream back the foot.

“Don’t distract George, he’s doing a really bad job because of you!”. Sapnap jolted and shrieked when Dream’s pen touched down in the top left spot and started making a circle.

“Stop!!!”, he screamed. He threw his head back and cackled loudly.

“Oh no, where should I go Stinknap?”, George asked with a drawn out teasing tone.

“How are there even still spots?”, he whined through his laughter. It truly felt like they had been tickling him for ten rounds of the game, but they were only halfway through one.

“Bottom left? Okay, I can do that.”, he laughed. He grabbed the ankle again and started drawing the X quickly and darkening it with multiple layers. Sapnap squealed and squeezed his eyes shut. The helpless laughter overtook him. He went limp under the ticklish torture.

Sapnap lost himself in the laughter. He couldn’t protest anymore, just laugh and hope the other two took mercy on him. What a stupid game. They were so stupid. These dumb little tickle games made everything so much worse. He felt like a helpless little boy. Dream took his foot and drew an O into the top right and George took it back to draw an X into the middle right. All the poor thing could do was writhe in ticklish anguish as the hysterical laughter poured out of him. He wasn’t used to having his feet tickled, and fuck was it rough. Every touch was so surprising and he truly felt he was losing his mind. How many turns could you even take in Tic-Tac-Toe??? Surely he would die before they were done.

“It’s a tie!”, the two yelled in sync. Oh, they were done. Sapnap just could not stop giggling. The ghost tickles from the pens was still shooting up his legs and driving him crazy,

“Please…”, he whined through his giggles.

Dream and George smiled in amusement and looked at each other.

“We broke him.”, George flashed his teeth in a grin. No sympathy could be found here.

“George sucks at this. It’s your turn Sap.”. Sapnap could only whimper, brain too melted to even comprehend the words. George spidered his fingers up the sole to startle a squeal from him.

“Don’t!”, he cried. George laughed.

“Dream is talking to you!”.

“You’re going to pick George’s moves. If you win, we will let you go.”.

“No…”, he whined.

Dream grabbed ahold of the foot again and started drawing the new Tic-Tac-Toe board, this time in the middle of his sole. Sapnap’s entire body jerked and he squirmed against the couch. Loud frantic laughter filled the room.

“Nono please fuck no Dream no!!!!”, he begged. Dream mercilessly traced the board over and over again as Sapnap lost his mind. “Quit it!!!”, he shrieked, catching onto the game.

Dream eventually finished the board and immediately started drawing an O in the middle. Sapnap wailed with laughter, not getting a chance to calm down from the creation of the game board.

The two sat there with smirks as they watched him giggle loudly into the couch.

“Where should I go?”, George asked. He held up the pen and Sapnap flinched, giggling harder.

“Nowhere!”. George shook his head in disappointment and grabbed the squirmy foot.

“Name a position.”, he said with a playful firmness and stuck the pen between two of Sapnap’s toes. The boy jumped and screeched.

“Get out!”, he cried. George pulled it out fast and stuck it between a different pair of toes, drawing frantic squeaky laughter from him,

“Left middle left middle!!!”, he yelled. Dream laughed and nudged George.

“Okay!”, he said cheerily and started drawing an X in that spot. Sapnap shook with hysterical giggles. He sounded delirious.

“I can’t do this.”, he whined.

“I’m gonna kick your ass.”, Dream said as he grabbed the foot and started drawing an O at the top middle. Sapnap’s whining spiked up into squealing. Dream just kept tracing the circle over and over again and the laughter sped up.

“You got to pick another spot Stinknap.”, George added helpfully. The poor thing looked gone.

“I don’t know!!!”, he said through his laughter. He sounded defeated. George huffed in amusement and knocked Dream’s pen away and grabbed the foot. He started drawing ticklish little squiggles all over his heel, making Sapnap snort and burst into cackles.

“Dream went top middle, where are you going?”.

“Stop stop stop!!!”, he begged. George only smirked and continued, focusing in on spots that seemed to turn Sapnap’s laughter squeaky.

“Pick a spot bud.”, Dream urged softly, eyes on George’s ticklish designs. The foot was slowly turning into an inky mess and he knew the worse it got the worse Sapnap would get it in the end. The boy snorted loudly, making the other two laugh.

“Bottom middle!”, he finally cried out. George grinned wolfishly and started drawing an X in the desired spot. Sapnap flopped helplessly against the couch.

‘What did I do to deserve this level of torment?’, he thought dramatically. The tickles hadn’t stopped since almost the second they started.

“Please…”, he pleaded desperately. It fell on deaf ears.

“Bad move.”, Dream said simply, grabbing the foot and starting to draw an O in the bottom right. “You have to think Sapnap!”. A squeal flew from his lips.

“I can’t!!”. The other two laughed and the foot was passed back to George.

“What’s the move Sappy?”.

“Middle!”, he said through his giggles.

“No, that isn’t available!”, George laughed and attacked the sole with skittering nails. Sapnap screamed and bucked off the couch, nearly tearing the ankle free from his grip. “You have to pick an empty spot!”.

“Stop!!”, he screamed. Tears rolled freely down his red cheeks as George continued. “George!!!”. But, the older only smirked and continued the tickling up towards the ball of his foot. Sapnap wailed, completely lost to the tickles.

“You suck at this.”, he teased.

“Sapnap, if you just focus you can win!”, Dream said with play-encouragement. A piercing scream sounded when George reached the scrunched up toes and forced his way in.

“Top left!!!”, he peeped out. His laughter was raspy and desperate. It wasn’t lost on him how impossible this was stacked against him.

“There we go!”, George started drawing an X in the spot and Sapnap squeaked with laughter. “Sap, you’re getting it!”.

“You’re both…dead to me!”, he barely got out. Dream grabbed the foot back and started to quickly draw an O in the bottom left spot.

“Oh no!! What are you going to do!!”. Sapnap smushed his face into the couch and screamed into the cushion, drawing laughter from the others.

“Top right!”, he yelled as George took back the foot.

“He’s learning! If only he was better at the game.”, George tsk’ed as he started drawing the X into the spot. Sapnap’s laughter sounded funny, muffled into the couch like that. Dream grabbed back the foot and drew an O into the middle right spot, tracing it until Sapnap let loose another scream of ticklish anguish.

“Another tie!”, Dream said.

Dream released the foot and Sapnap just laid there in a limp pile of giggles. His face was painted with a rosy blush and streaked with tears; so so weak to these games. He cursed the day the two had learned how much of a flustered mess tickle games made him.

“Are we done?”, he asked weakly, a dumb wobbly smile on his face.

“Hmm…there isn’t any space for another tic-tac-toe board.”, George said as he grabbed the ink-covered foot and looked it over. “Unless…”. Sapnap yelped and tried to tug away the foot unsuccessfully.

“Hey!!”, he cried. A screech ripped from his throat as he jerked back into the couch. “George, no!!!”, he screamed. Uncontrollable laughter poured from his lips as he squirmed against the couch. Dream chuckled and watched as George sketched the world’s messiest and smallest tic-tac-toe board on the pad of Sapnap’s big toe.

“Ugh, it’s too messed up!”, George said with an evil smile. “Quit squirming Sappy!”. He held the foot firmer and started rubbing the tip of the pen against the pad of his second toe. Sapnap shrieked with laughter.

“Jesus…”, Dream murmured as he watched. The marks George was making were very clearly not an actual board, but just an excuse to tickle Sapnap’s ticklish toes.

“Ugh!! You’re moving too much!!”, George said with a big evil grin. Sapnap squealed and flopped against the couch as the tip of the pen attacked the next toe pad.

“Fuck!!!”, he screamed. Oh, that tickled horribly. Sapnap slid down the couch again and shook with uncontrollable laughter. The touch was in such a small area that it was insane how affected he felt. His foot twitched desperately at the feeling, but there was no escaping George’s evil pen. “Fuck you George!!!”. Dream laughed.

The pen danced down the stem of Sapnap’s toe in punishment, making him snort and cackle into the couch cushion.

“Stop!!! Please!!”, he begged. George only grinned, moving to the fourth toe. Sapnap wailed with laughter. George’s dark eyes watched his squirming form in merciless amusement. “I’m dying!!!”.

“He’s too squirmy!”, he whined, playing it up. He poked the tip of his pen a few times at the pad of Sapnap’s pinkie toe, sending Sapnap into a panicked giggle fit.

“Nonono please!! I can’t handle that one!!!”. George grinned at him wolfishly. “Dream, don’t let him!!”.

“Wh-. What am I supposed to do!?”.

“I don’t know just pl-“, Sapnap cut off with a squeal. An embarrassing desperate laughter overtook him, filled to the brim with snorts and cries. George held the foot in place as he scribbled onto the tiny pad of Sapnap’s pinkie toe. He struggled and bucked to no avail.

“This is your punishment for being so bad at tickle-tac-toe!! You need more practice!!”.

The pinkie toe torture didn’t last for too much longer. Sapnap genuinely seemed like he might explode so eventually Dream tugged George’s devious hands away with a chuckle.

“We can’t kill him just yet Georgie, we still have to clean him up.”. Sapnap just smooshed his face into the couch cushion and sighed in relief. Then, he jerked back into a sitting position.

“Wait, what?!”.

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Sapnap screamed in terror while Dream tried to keep him in the tub. That loud screechy terrified laugh echoed against the tiles.

“We should have left him tied up!!”.

“You guys are crazy!!!”.

“We have to clean you!!”, George giggled as he shoved Sapnap back down in the tub. Dream flipped on the water and all three of them screamed as ice cold water rained down on them. “Idiot!!”.

Dream, George, and Sapnap all giggled hysterically as Dream flipped the stopper the right way and got the bath faucet to turn on.

“It was an accident!”, he wheezed. He grabbed Sapnap’s foot and tugged him onto his back in the tub, making him screech.

“Dream!”, he yelped. His clothes were entirely soaked now. George laughed and knocked his hands away from the edge of the tub. Sapnap tried to huff in frustration, but couldn’t stop giggling at the ridiculousness of the situation.

His giggles came to a dead stop as he saw Dream grab a bright green loofah.

“Hey, no.”, Sapnap mumbled nervously, slipping as he tried to crawl backwards.

“Yes!”, George yelled really close to Sapnap’s ear to make him jump.

“We need to get your foot cleaned up!”, Dream grabbed his ankle and shoved his foot under the warm water.

“No, you can’t do this!! I’ll die!!”, he cried, the panicked giggles already pouring out and bouncing across the tiles. Dream put bodywash onto the loofah and rubbed it in.

George leaned in and wrapped his arms around Sapnap’s chest, squeezing his arms to his sides before he reached out and smacked Dream.

“Don’t!!!”, he thrashed against the tub, but Dream held on to the ankle tight. Sapnap jolted and threw his head back with a screech as Dream started scrubbing at the bottom of his sole. “No!!”, he screamed. Frantically desperate laughter tore from him and he broke free of George’s hold, grabbing Dream’s arm and yanking him.

“Hey!”.

“Sapnap!”.

Sapnap laughed hysterically as the two tried to wrangle his limbs.

“No please!! I can’t!! I can’t!!!”, he wailed with laughter, completely unable to calm down. Dream clumsily plopped down behind Sapnap, splashing water everywhere as the younger fought for his life. George leaned over the side of the tub and held down the squirming legs to keep him from getting up. “Fuck!!”, he cried as Dream wrapped around him, pinning him back to his chest. George picked up the ankle again, sending Sapnap right back into his frenzy. “George, please!!!”. Dream threw his leg over Sapnap’s to keep him from kicking George’s lights out. “Why?!”, he screeched. The second the dreaded loofah touched back down on his ticklish sole he was floored back into Dream’s big chest. Chaotic raspy laughter filled the bathroom as Sapnap completely fell into hysterics. George mercilessly scrubbed at the ink covering the sole. No pleas were able to escape as Sapnap bucked and squirmed and thrashed and just lost his mind. George giggled in glee at the sight. Dream just grunted and used all his strength to keep the younger hugged to his chest.

“This is going to take awhile…”, George said amusedly as he rubbed the loofah over Sapnap’s toes. The boy bucked and wailed with laughter.

“It’s not coming off?”.

“A bit! I’ll just keep scrubbing.”. Sapnap shook his head ‘no’, but his eyes were squeezed shut and his face was twisted, lost in the feeling. He crumbled more into Dream’s hold, slowly losing his fight as the tickling took over his mind. He felt like a child, so helpless and small. The laughter bubbling out of him and making him weak.

They had really marked the foot up well. Dark ink was smudged and runny across every toe and down his sole. George moved the foot back under the stream of water and barked out a laugh at just how much was still there.

“Poor Sappynappy. What did we do to you?”, he coo’ed playfully. The boy in question could only whine through his laughter. It was starting to cut out from the length of the tickle torture he was enduring.

“Can he even take anymore?”.

“I mean, we can’t just leave his foot like this, right?”.

“I..I’ll…let me do it…myself…”, Sapnap struggled out, unable to quit laughing.

“Well where’s the fun in that?”, Dream murmured directly into Sapnap’s ear, making him squeak and jump.

Sapnap’s head flopped back against Dream’s shoulder and a soft raspy laugh bubbled out of him. George was just hovering the loofah over the ink-covered foot now, wanting to get a gauge on the boy’s state before continuing.

He looked…giddy. George grinned. Whenever they played these little tickle games with Sapnap he would turn into an oversized kid. George was a little obsessed with it.

“Awww Sappy? Does it tickle tickle tickle?”, he asked in a baby voice as he suddenly scrubbed quickly at the sole for a few seconds. Sapnap squealed and thrashed. Dream grinned over at George. At some point George had switched from the usual ‘Stinknap’ nickname to the softer ‘Sappy’ and he found it amusing.

While Sapnap was whining on about how he couldn’t take it, he sure wasn’t dropping any safewords. He giggled loopily, knocking his head back into Dream again. George grinned and spidered his fingertips quickly up the sole, drawing more squeals from the boy.

“Why?!”, he cried.

“You’re being cute.”, George accused. Dream laughed and hugged Sapnap more to his chest.

The night took on a softer vibe with Sapnap’s childlike laughter washing over the other two. George scrubbed at the sole intermittently to send the boy into bursts of chaotic laughter. It didn’t work as well at cleaning, but the silly technique was driving Sapnap up the wall.

In the end, a lot of ink was still left behind. Mercy was given anyway. They all dried off with towels. Dream hoisted a giggling Sapnap over his shoulder and George trailed behind them as they headed to the younger’s bedroom.

“Can we all cuddle? He’s all floppy and sweet.”, George said, poking at Dream’s back.

“Cuddles…”, Sapnap mumbled out happily, completely limp in Dream’s hold.

These silly tickle games held some strange power over Sapnap, transporting him into a simpler time.

He found himself warm and happy between the two people he loved most.

“I love you guys.”, he said, giving in to his feelings. George and Dream smooshed in closer and wrapped him up in all the cuddles he wanted.

“Yeah yeah…you too idiot.”.

“We love you Sapnap.”.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

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[sapnapstummy]

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

#tickle content #ler!sapnap #ler!dream #lee!georgenotfound #blazerambles

[amitlee]

Overlooked Opportunities

Summary: XD gets a lesson in tickling, but with as little plot as I could manage.

Warnings: None! Super soft as usual:)

Lee!DreamXD, Ler!Geroge

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“Ihihit feheheels weihihird.” XD snickered, though muffled by his hands that were clasped around his mouth. “Whahat did yohohou sahay this wahas cahahalled?”

“This is tickling.” George answered, proud of himself for not stumbling over the word. His wandering fingers spidered around the god’s torso, throwing in a few pinches to his side to hear his chuckles go up an octave to borderline giggling.

Said god was rendered completely useless by the affection. He was limp on the ground with flushed cheeks and a wide smile, completely lost to the tingling sensation.

”You’ve really never done this before?” George asked curiously. He was surprised that in all of his years, XD had managed to overlook anything, much less tickling.

XD took in a deep breath before answering, “Nohohoho. I thihink Ihihi wohould’ve remembehered sohohomething like thihihis.” He answered honestly. He took in another sharp breath as George’s fingers trailed featherlight over a particularly sensitive patch on the side of his stomach. He arched his back on instinct, pushing into the touch and drawing George's attention.

“XD?” George called, stopping the motion and setting his hand where it had stopped. He‘d unknowingly set it on the very spot that had caused the fuss to begin with. “Are you alright?”

XD tensed up, giggles rapidly spilling from his lips despite not actively being tickled. “Yehehehes, Ihihihi juhuhust- mhmhmhm” He cut himself off, finding it more welcoming to give into his mirth.

George sat with an amused smile of his own as he easily put the pieces together. He grinned down at the nearly hysterical being. “So, the thing with tickling is that some spots are more ticklish than others. I think your little belly here might be more ticklish than other areas we’ve tried.” He explained, beginning to tap his fingers.

XD bucked at the maddeningly light touch on the one spot. It felt as though there was an electric current pulsing through his body, leaving him in stitches. “GEHEheorge! IhiHIHITS TIhihicklish!” He laughed, breaking out into a wheeze when George decided to up the intensity to massaging in small circles.

George kept it up for only a moment before his hands were abruptly collected by XD’s own. The bottom half on his face that wasn’t covered by his mask was revealed to show freckles accented by the pink blush dusting his cheeks and a happy smile with sharp teeth.

“Sohohorry.” XD apologized, thumping his head back onto the soft ground and taking a few seconds to collect himself. “Ihihi- I wasn’t expecting that.” He explained, letting go of George’s hands and moving to sit up.

“It’s alright, I wasn’t expecting it either.” George smiled reassuringly at the god.

The pair sat in a peaceful silence until it was broken by a question that sent George into a stuttering and blushy frenzy.

“George?” XD asked. “How did you learn about tickling?”

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I felt bad for not writing, so take this as a token of my appreciation!

#ticklecommunity #mcyt tickle #mcyt tickle fic #tickle fic #lee!dreamXD #lee!XD #ler!georgenotfound #ler!george #dsmpticklefic #dsmp tickle fic

[nekoma-not-lee]

Day 6 - Waking Up

Here is the lovely prompt list <3

CC!Sapnap/CC!George; CC!George/CC!Sapnap PLATONIC

Thought you might wanna be tagged again <3 @rxsahgrce

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“SAHAHAHAP! IHIHIH’M TRYIHIHIHIHNG TOHOHO SLEHEHEHEEP!” George complained, squirming around under the covers. Sapnap claimed he was ‘sleeping too long’. Well he had another thing coming. With a sudden burst of strength, George pushed Sapnap off, the latter letting out a shriek. George quickly pinned Sapnap to the bed, shooting his hands under the latter’s arms. Sapnap let out a shriek and instantly burst into loud laughter as Georges fingers skittered around the ticklish area. He immediately started pleading for mercy, while George just clicked his tongue, “You should’ve thought about that before waking me up.” Sapnap shook his head from side to side, trying to bear the sensations, “WAHAHAHAHAIT! NONONOHOHOHOHOHO IHIHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHOHOHRREHEHEHEHEHE! FAHAHAHAHACK! NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!” George did in fact stay in that spot whether Sapnap liked it or not.

#rxsahgrce's switch!sapnap week #neko's ficlets #dream smp #dream smp tickle #dsmp #dsmp tickle #lee!sapnap #ler!sapnap #switch!sapnap #cc!sapnap #sapnap #lee!george #lee!georgenotfound #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #switch!george #switch!georgenotfound #cc!george #george #cc!georgenotfound #georgenotfound

[fluffallamaful]

Turned Tables

🦙🦙🦙…

written for Llama’s Lee Dream Month

— Day 3 (Mask)

Summary: Sapnap and George have stolen Dream’s mask. Dream has to retrieve it. Simple right? Well maybe not so much, especially when George and Sapnap somehow turn the tables on him, and use the safety and privacy of his own mask against him. SPECTACULARLY PLATONIC

Warnings: tickling, “white flags” quote, a swear word

Word Count: 2290

honestly kinda despised this one and then it ended up pulling through? 😅 hope you enjoy!!

🦙🦙🦙…

As soon as he pushed past the branches lining the spruce forest’s tree line Dream was greeted with a rather eerie silence, his thumping footsteps suddenly sounding obnoxiously loud and clumsy on top of the pine needle covered ground, and the panicked screams and cackles he was once following now somehow disappearing into thin air.

He stopped in his tracks, bewildered by the change, and scanned the area for any signs of the boisterous aura that were his two best friends. But he found nothing. Not a clear path that they had stumbled down, not a single footprint or scuff mark, and not a single sound. It was only he and the trees, and the occasional dotted berry bush.

The lack of evidence only alluded to the fact that they were right nearby, and so Dream began carefully treading his way forwards into the biome.

“Georrgeee, Sapnaaapp~” He called, keeping his voice low and dangerous, his teeth grazing together in annoyance as he attentively avoided the array of twigs and pine needles littered over the forest floor.

A sudden small giggle from somewhere to his left broke the bubble of silence that the spruce biome created, and Dream immediately recognised it as George’s. He grinned.

“Oh Geoorgiee~ You can’t hide it from me forever you know~” He warned, well aware of the threatening tone that his words skimmed across. He angled his body towards the direction of the giggle, which was suspiciously toward a set of three large spruce trees.

“Ohh he’s so grumpy~” A silky taunt from behind put a pause in his stalk, his skin immediately prickly in frustration at Sapnap’s tone. He had been hearing it all morning.

“No.” He mumbled, muscles on his brow twitching their way into a frown. “Where are you Sapnap?”

“Your mom’s house.”

More sniggered giggles bubbled their way out from behind the three spruce trees in front of him, the brunette hiding behind them apparent taking amusement’s in Sapnap’s joke. Dream rolled his eyes.

“Oh I’m sure.” He stated flatly, resuming his stalking from before, deciding that George would be far easier to deal with than Sapnap anyway. He switched out his sword for his axe in preparation.

“He’s smiling!” Once again, Dream’s stalking faltered, a small gasp passing his lips at the call out. Unbeknown to him, it appeared that a subtle, betraying smirk had somehow pasted itself across his face, and before he could stop himself his hand was reaching up for the safety of his mask. A fatal mistake.

“HE REACHED FOR HIS MASK!! He actually just reached for his mahahask!! Oh my gohod he’s an idiot!” George’s taunts reached Dream’s ears so fast that he nearly flinched, letting out an exasperated groan as a wave of embarrassment raced through his body.

“Oh. my. god, just give it back already!!” He demanded, taking a few clumsy steps towards George’s tree.

All morning he had been chasing the two morons around the SMP, having to deal with their taunts and teases as they lead him on like a pig with a carrot and stick. Where the carrot and stick was his mask…

“You’re both idiots! Just give it bAC—”

“DREEAAAMM!!”

“WHAA—!?”

An embarrassingly loud shriek tore through Dream’s throat as Sapnap’s arms were suddenly felt wrapped around his waist, him apparently being so focused on George that he hadn’t heard the younger approach from behind him. An unnecessary amount of adrenaline raced through his body in response to Sapnap’s war cry.

“What the HELL!!” He yelled, his voice much higher pitched than intended, as he was dragged down into the forest floor with the younger behind him, given no time to reach for his axe and retaliate. “STOP!!”

“George quick get his axe!!”

“nO whAT!? What are you doing?!”

“And his sword!!”

“NO!!” This was the first time the two had actually fought back against him, and Dream couldn’t say that he was ready for it.

“Oh Dreammm!!” His head snapped up in the direction of George’s voice, scuffing his feet into spruce leaf litter as Sapnap pulled him backwards against his chest, his arms pinned to his sides.

“George?!” He demanded, eyes scanning methodically through the low hanging spruce branches for any sign of his friend’s blue t-shirt, whilst simultaneously trying to break free from the strong grip that Sapnap had on him.

“It’s manhunt time~” The older’s voice sang from somewhere ahead, suddenly appearing out from behind one of the spruces with an axe in hand, and Dream’s mask fastened over his face. Dream felt his face heat up at the playful taunt. “Time to die Dreamie!!”

“nO?! What!?” He yelped, squirming in Sapnap’s grasp as he watched his friend stalk towards him, a menacing gait accompanying his slow approach. His arms twitched as he instinctively went to reach for his mask again, despite it being clealy there, not on his person and staring him down in place of George’s face.

“You’ve fallen for our trap Dreamie.” Sapnap growled from behind him, leaning down to speaking directly in his ear. Dream gasped at the sudden closeness, shaking his head and pulling away from the younger’s dramatics, only to be pulled back easily into his chest. Sapnap was strong.

“sTAhP!!”

“I want to see, WHITE FLAGS!!” A cry from George recaptured Dream’s attention, the goggle-bearer stalking his way around the pair, dragging his axe along behind him to enhance his act.

“What?!”

“WHITE FLAGS!!” Sapnap repeated again, his chest rumbling against Dream’s back. It was now apparent that he had been somehow wrapped into a spot of playful role play between his two friends, except that he was just completely unaware of the script’s progression. Perhaps they had grown tired of the chase.

“White flags in the next three seconds, or you are DEAD!!”

Wha-

“Three seco- wait- GEORGE!! What do you- three seconds??? What do you mean??”

“You’d better hold your white flag up Dreamie! Or you’ll make George angry!” Sapnap warned, his voice rough but still playful. Dream felt his heart rate increase when George suddenly positioned himself into a clear fighting stance.

“You won’t like me when I’m angry!!” He cried, twirling his axe from hand to hand whilst kicking up the biome’s ground while his boot.

Dream barely had enough time to react before the brunette was suddenly charging flat out towards him, the smiling face on his own mask approaching him at an extremely rapid pace. His heart thumped loudly in his chest as he scuffed his feet into the ground, letting out a piercing cry as he attempted to escape the unknown motives of George. And what made the whole ordeal more terrifying, was that Sapnap began screaming behind him as well, leading him to believe that their friend truly had derailed and gone off script. For a moment he feared for his life.

“GEORGE!!”

“WAAIIIT!!”

Both Sapnap and Dream screamed as George reached them, his axe swinging high above his head, and then hurtling down with a triumphant scream into the earth a few blocks to the side of them.

The goggle-bearer then burst into delighted cackles, pushing up Dream’s mask to reveal his wide playful smile beneath.

“You idiot!!” Dream yelled, only adding to to George’s source of laughter. Sapnap began giggling behind him also. Not knowing laughter though, Dream could tell that the younger was just as surprised as he was, just more accepting of it.

“What was that for?!” He snapped, compensating for his racing heart with the harshness of his tone. George merely giggled at him.

“Youhuhur face.” He sniggered. “Youhuhur face was so funny.”

Dream felt a draft of embarrassment sweep over him, a hot flush that lingered stubbornly over his cheeks. His arms twitched on instinct again, causing him to realise that just as before — and all morning — he was in fact not in possession of his mask.

“Get manhunted.” The man above him announced, placing a boot-covered foot into his stomach, and standing over him like a hunter with his fresh kill. Dream flinched harshly at the added pressure, twisting away from it and balling his hands into fists at his sides.

For whatever reason — be it the sight of his own mask staring down at him, or the adrenaline rush from earlier — the brunette’s action managed to compress a rather choked giggle out of him, well before Dream could even think about stifling it.

A silence fell over the three, enticing a flame of horror to set itself alight within Dream’s chest, it’s flickering sending another flush of embarrassment into his blood stream. He felt his face go red.

“Ohhh and he thinks it’s funny?” Sapnap suddenly queried behind him, breaking the brief pause between them with a tease behind gritted teeth.

“Stop.”

“What was that giggle then for huh?“

“Stop it wasn’t— hehehey!!” Another few giggles escaped him as George lightly twisted his foot, the heel of his boot digging into the muscles in the side of Dream’s stomach. He attempted to tense his belly to lessen the feeling, twisting to the best of his ability to even out the pressure. But it was no use.

“Ohhh, Dream thinks it’s funny to be hunted does he??” George mused, the smile evident in his voice still hidden behind Dream’s mask. He began bouncing his foot, behind careful not to hurt the younger man beneath it, but using a enough pressure to prolong the sporadic giggles that now tumbled out of Dream. “He thinks it’s funny to be hunted does he?”

“St-stahap!!” Dream yelped, yanking at his arms that were still pinned to his sides. He could feel that his whole face was probably a similar colour to the spruce forest’s red berries, and it was in his best interest to conceal this from his two teasing friends as soon as possible.

With one last desperate pull he managed to free himself from the shackles that were Sapnap, and immediately his hands were slammed over his face, filling the role of his missing mask and muffling the flow of giggles that still toppled out of him.

“Oh and he’s got no mask to protect him!” George crooned, drowning his observation in a lake of fake sympathy. He lowered himself down over Dream’s torso, straddling his waist and taking a seat of his thighs. Dream gasped from behind his finger barrier, his fluster spreading to his ears as he attempted to buck the smaller man off of him.

“Stahap you fuhuhuck get off and give it back!!”

“Why what’s wrong Dreamie? What have you got to hide..?” Sapnap teased, his low, smooth voice being heard from right beside Dream’s ear again, accompanied by the unbearable sensation of slight spidering scratches up his sides.

“SAHAAP!!” Dream shrieked, arching his back as tiny sparks of energy danced along the nerves on his side. He quickly sacrificed one of his shielding hands, sending it down and defend the spasming skin on his sides. His body came crashing back down in a fit of soft, squeaky giggles.

“nOHoHoho!”

“He’s gone all red~” George sang from above, adding his own spidering fingers to the bones of Dream’s ribs, over his hoody, occasionally kneaded into them lightly. Dream squeezed his eyes shut, puffing out is cheeks to momentarily gain control over his giggling. He was not able to hold them in long.

“Why’re your eyes shut cutie?”

“Ohh he’s smiling!! Look at that smile he can’t hold it back!!”

“sTOp LOOKING at mE!!” Dream whined, following the demand by abandoning his defence, and planting his hand back over his burning face again. Another whine escaped him when the two friends only cooed at him more, feeling his smile grow uncontrollably wider against his will.

“Naww but we love your smile Dreamie-poo!!” Sapnap cooed, kneading each of his thumbs into Dream’s lower most ribs. Dream wheezed at the technique change, kicking out his leg behind George. “And you can’t help it either, you’re just so ticklish.”

“STAHAP!!”

“We’re barely even doing anything to you and you’re still squirming like a little worm”

“Nohohoho!!” Dream cried, his voice raised in pitch from the teasing.

“Nawww he’s embarassed!! Dream don’t be embararassed! You’re so cute!!” George reassured, in nothing but a tone of sarcasm. His fingers moved down to tap and prod at Dream’s belly through his hoody, whilst Sapnap’s hands simultaneously began travelling up his ribs, drilling lightly into his each bone.

Dream’s laughter kicked up in pitch, tiny squeaks and hiccups peppering in between as he gasped for air. His head was spinning from the both the teases and the lighter techniques, and his palms were pressed so firmly to his cheeks that he felt he was going to leave a mark.

A slight strain in his voice prompted Sapnap and George to slow their attack to a stop, rubbing soothing circles into dreams belly and ribs instead, and watching fondly as their friend slowly pulled himself back down from his fluster.

George undid the mask from his head, placing it carefully back over Dream’s very red, tear stained face, and swung his leg off of the blonde’s waist. Dream immediately sat up, panting into the safety of his mask as he regained himself.

“You ok?” George asked, his playful tone now dropped for a soft genuine one, placing a hand over Dream’s shoulder. Dream accepted the apologetic gesture by squeezing the hand softly with his own.

“Yeheah..” He spoke, residual giggles still lacing his speech. “Well… almost anyway.”

Giving the brunette no time to react at all, Dream suddenly pulled him into his chest, wrapping an arm firmly around the smaller’s and drilling his free hand roughly into his stomach.

“After I get my revenge of course.”

🦙🦙🦙…

and the beginning of me taking ages to get these out begins 😂

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Tickle prison

(Lee!George Ler!Dream)

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It was a normal day at the Dream Team house. Sapnap left and went to Punz, and Dream and George stayed alone.

Dream got ultra bored and decided to go and see what is George doing. As he slowly and quietly entered his room, he saw him laying on his stomach looking at his phone.

He slowly sneaked behind him, and then fastly jumped on bed and tackled George in hug from behind.

"AAH-" George screamed out of supries as Dream tackled him, now they were both laying on their sides.

"Dream you idiot! Let me go!" George tried putting Dream's hand away, but it was no use.

"No! You are trapped here forever!" Dream chuckled as he left small respberry on back of George's neck.

"Nhoho! Dreheam!" George laughed as he felt tingling at back of his neck.

"Oh, George~. I'm going to get ya'." Dream smirked as he started leaving small respberries all over George's neck while tickling his stomach.

"DRHEHEAM! NOHO! STHOHOP" George tossed and turned but he culdn't get away from Dream's hold.

And lets say they stayed there long time

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Uff-This is short and I haven't posted in long time but ye, here you go :3

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