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All Tied Up

helloooo everyone!! firstly. it’s been a while.

i just wanna thank everyone for being patient with me, i started a new job in september and i was CRAZY busy in november and december because of the holidays there so i barely had time to do anything, especially write as much as i would’ve liked to :( but!!! hopefully im back now, i have this one and another fic planned for mid-february, maybe ill be able to get one out in between??? if not relatively soon after the february one, so look forward to that :D

and secondly, as a warning, this is an INTENSE FIC!!!! i’ll be more specific with the warnings in a second, but i actually ran a poll to see if people would even be interested in it bc of the intensity and it ended up being a yes. mushie and i kind of agreed it’s on the same level of intensity as the 12k word fic, just in a different way. if you’re not interested in that, that’s completely okay!! i hope to see you next time <3 and if you are, this is for you!!

but yeah, without further ado, let’s get back into it!! hope everyone enjoys this :)

lee!george, ler!sapnap, feat. dream (he’s not really a ler but he helps), 6.4k words

WARNINGS: pretty heavy restraints, tape over mouth, george is really unable to move or speak or escape at all so if that’s not your thing you might not want to read this one

“Five minutes?” George asked, looking up at Sapnap from the dining room chair that had been pulled to the middle of the living room, a spectacle made of it for the occasion. He tried his hardest to hide how nervous he was— his ankles crossed, uncrossed, crossed again, the heels of his socked feet kicking the legs of the chair. He rubbed his palms over the arms of the chair, squeezing his fingers around the edges before pulling back to rub his thighs instead, over the material of his black sweatpants. “I get five minutes?”

“Five minutes,” Sapnap confirmed, spinning the roll of duct tape around his fingers, smirking as he watched George stare at it and swallow his anxieties harshly. “You get five minutes to escape. If you do, you win, and you can do whatever you want, you can even make me do the same challenge. Dream too, if you want.”

“Wh– hey!” Dream yelled from his place on the couch when he heard Sapnap volunteer him for a challenge he would never take for a million dollars. “Don’t promise that!”

“Quiet, you,” Sapnap dismissed, earning a scoff and an eye roll from the other, but a smile nonetheless. He turned his attention back to George. “If you win, you pick the punishment.”

“And if I lose?” George asked, his resolve falling slightly with another harsh swallow as the smirk grew on Sapnap’s face.

“When you lose…” Sapnap started, crossing his arms and taking two steps forward, leaning down to make sure he could make eye contact with George. He watched George’s face as he tried to keep his cool, eventually dropping the facade and furrowing his eyebrows, looking up at Sapnap with wide puppy dog eyes, waiting for him to continue. Sapnap smiled again, a genuinely sweet smile, one that would normally calm George’s nerves if it weren’t for the hushed words that followed. “I am going to destroy you. Until I decide you can’t take it anymore. And you’re gonna have no choice but to let me.”

“S-Sapna–“ George whispered, slack jawed in awe.

“Do we have a deal?” Sapnap cut in, holding his hand out for George to shake. George glanced down at his hand, his mouth still hanging open, before he looked over at Dream where he sat off to the side. Dream caught his eyes, shrugging his shoulders and raising his eyebrows, before gesturing to Sapnap’s awaiting hand, hinting at him to agree. George let out a shaky breath, and clasped his hand with Sapnap’s, setting his own fate in stone before he knew it.

“Deal.”

“Awesome. I’ll make you regret that,” Sapnap promised, and before George had any chance to retract the statement, he was already kneeling on the floor in front of George’s chair and grabbing at the end of the roll of duct tape in his hands. “I’m gonna move you around a bit as I go, okay?” Sapnap said, once again not waiting for an answer as he grabbed George’s ankle and pulled it away from the other, making George jump and gasp at the sudden move. Kindly, Sapnap slipped his fingers under the cuff of George’s sweatpants to pull at the top of his sock, tugging it a few centimeters further up his calf before moving to pull the bottom of his pant leg down, making sure there was no chance of him catching George’s skin with the tape as he worked.

Then, the beginning of George’s slow demise.

He positioned George’s ankle right up against the leg of the chair and began to wrap the tape around it, connecting them with layer after layer of the thick black material. He didn’t pull the tape tight enough to hurt George, but he made sure to go around enough times that George definitely wouldn’t be able to get his leg free. Once he was satisfied, he tore the end of the tape and flattened it down, before deciding on putting another few layers further up, taping around the middle of George’s calf– just a few times around for good measure. George scoffed, crossing his arms and slumping against the back of the chair, practically pouting.

“This is so stupid,” He said, mumbling his words, curling his toes when Sapnap pulled his hands back to shift his position, moving to the other leg.

“You agreed to it,” Sapnap pointed out, punctuating his statement with a loud rip of him pulling more tape off the roll. “And you were the one being all cocky about being able to escape, so… I’d be a little embarrassed, if I were you.” Sapnap positioned George’s other ankle the same way as the last, wrapping the tape around again, layer after layer until he was satisfied.

“Shut up,” George complained, his cheeks tinted pink when Sapnap had a second to glance up at him, before taping up his calf once more.

“You should watch how you talk to me,” Sapnap said, sliding the roll of tape onto his wrist as he ran his hands over the work he’d already done to make sure each layer of tape was snug and secure, earning another scoff and a subtle amount of squirming from the other man. As Sapnap pushed himself to stand up again, he continued. “I’m going easy on you here. Trust me, I could make this a hell of a lot worse for you.”

“Yeah, whatever,” George grumbled, experimentally pulling at his legs to test the damage, looking down nervously as he found he didn’t move at all. He pulled slightly harder, trying to twist his ankles against the tightness of the tape, but still, nothing budged. “Shit…” He mumbled to himself, not really speaking to anyone in the room, but unable to keep the thought inside as he squirmed in his seat.

“Good, right?” Sapnap bragged, earning a pointed glare from George and a chuckle from Dream– which earned him the same glare from George as well. “I’m glad you like it, Georgie, I put a lot of work into that.”

“You’re such an idiot.”

“I try. Give me your arms,” Sapnap said as he reached his hand out, raising his eyebrows when George didn’t cooperate. “George, you agreed to this, give me your arms.”

“No.” George curled his arms tighter around his sides, the pout returning to his face, choosing to be difficult.

“George I will literally tape your arms to your chest just like that if you don’t move, fighting me won’t make this any easier,” Sapnap threatened, and George seemed to consider his options, but ultimately stayed put. “Okay, suit yourself,” Sapnap said, yanking the end of the tape and beginning to wrap it around George’s torso, over his crossed wrists, bent elbows, and around the back of the chair. George yelled out in protest, pushing against the tape and realizing just how close it was to rendering him completely immobile before the first layer was even finished, quickly going back on his word.

“NO! NO, nonono, okay, OKAY! Okay, I take it back!” George screamed, heart racing from the smallest taste of defeat, breathing heavily as Sapnap removed the tape from where he'd started to place it, ripping off the piece that still hung off the roll and balling it up to drop on the floor. “I take it back, I’ll do it how you want!”

“You’re damn right you will, you little fucker. Now hold your fucking arms out,” Sapnap demanded, but there was a slight smirk on his face from getting his way. When George did as he asked, Sapnap grabbed both his wrists and pulled them out towards the arms of the chair, placing them on top and pressing down on them with his palms, wrapping his fingers around both George’s wrists and the arm of the chair and squeezing. “Keep them here. Okay?” He said, earning a nod from George, even though he was clearly nervous again.

Sapnap let go of him, tugging on the end of the tape once more and beginning to secure George’s left wrist to the arm of the chair. Once again, he kept it loose enough that George wouldn’t be genuinely in pain, but went around and around enough times that there was absolutely no chance of him escaping. He repeated the process on George’s right wrist, giving him a few seconds in between each arm to squirm and pull at each of his bound limbs to test the waters. Predictably, nothing happened.

At the very end of securing each wrist, instead of smoothing the torn edge of the tape down flat, he folded it over, creating a small tab that George could easily grab onto with his opposite hand, if he were to be able to get either wrist free during his escape attempt. George glanced between his bound wrists and his captor in front of him, only having to wait a few seconds before the catch was revealed to him.

“Don’t get any ideas. I’m not finished yet,” Sapnap answered George’s wordless question, earning a shaky breath from him. “Curl your fingers.”

“…What?” George asked, partially out of confusion and partially out of anxiety.

“Your fingers,” Sapnap repeated, unhelpful. “Curl your hands into fists.”

“Uh… o-okay?” George agreed hesitantly, doing just that.

It took him all of two seconds to realize why Sapnap had told him to do that, his realization hitting exactly one moment too late– after Sapnap had already started to cover George’s curled fist in the tape.

“WHAT–“ He yelled the second he felt the tape wrap around his hand, squirming in his chair as much as he possibly could, attempting to yank his arm back or kick out or throw himself forward to dislodge Sapnap, but nothing worked. Sapnap just kept up, wrapping it around his fingers before he had the chance to stop him, rendering his left hand entirely useless with four tight, secure, unyielding layers of tape. “NO, WHAT THE FUCK– NO! SAPNAP!”

“Shut up!” Sapnap yelled, ripping the tape off the roll harshly to finish the job.

“FUCK– YOU CANT! YOU CAN'T– you can’t do this, you can’t DO THAT–“ He continued to yell, scream, protest as much as he could, but it was no use. His left hand was covered, completely taped over and bound until he was unable to even wiggle his fingers, and Sapnap was already moving onto his right hand. “No, fuck, oh god, Sapnap please, please, you can’t–“ George begged, curling his fingers around the arm of the chair and squeezing tightly, hoping it would make Sapnap reconsider his plan. But Sapnap simply ignored his pleas, prying George’s fingers away from the chair and pushing on his knuckles to try and form his fist again. “NO, no! I’m not doing it! I’m NOT! I'M NOT–“ George struggled, but he was no match for the other man, and soon the first layer of tape was finished. He let out a whimper, leaning his head back and squeezing his eyes shut, trying to control his rapid heartbeat and panicked breathing. “This is so unfair, this is not fair, I don’t- I can’t–“

“Hey,” Sapnap interrupted, tearing the tape much more gently this time and cupping his hand around George’s bound fist to press down, securing it in place. He looked up after, making eye contact with George, who looked back at him with an almost terrified look on his face. Sapnap’s eyes softened, and he reached forward to fix George’s hair where it had become messy from his thrashing, before he continued quietly. “You’re still okay with this, right, Georgie?” He asked, and George clamped his mouth shut, pout returning. He swallowed his nerves once again, looking away from Sapnap to stare at the ground instead. Despite this, he nodded, and he watched Sapnap’s smirk grow in the corner of his eye. “Good. Because I’m tired of your whining, so now I can do this,” Sapnap said, making George furrow his eyebrows and whip his head forward again, just in time to watch Sapnap tear off a piece of tape and reach forward again.

“What? No–“ George began, letting out a shocked gasp when he realized what Sapnap was trying to do. “NO! No, no, Sapnap! Sapnap, DON’T–“ He shook his head wildly, pushing himself back against the chair and trying to keep himself away. “SAPNAP! Sapnap please, please don’t, NO!” He yelled as Sapnap slid the roll of tape onto his wrist again, using his now free hand to grab George’s jaw, tilting his head back and making it harder for him to pull away. George still tried to shake his head, to twist and turn however he could manage, but Sapnap’s hand stayed firm, and the piece of tape taunting him from Sapnap’s other hand continued to move closer and closer. “No, nononono, please, c’mon, please– NO, SAPNAP, PLEASE JUST–“ George’s protests quickly turned to begging, which just as quickly turned to panicked screaming, and then to muffled yelps as the tape was held firmly over his mouth, smoothed down by Sapnap’s evil fingers, placed right underneath his nose and stretching from cheek to cheek.

He whined behind the material, shaking his head and scrunching his nose to try and loosen it when Sapnap let him go, but it was no use. It was soon followed by another piece, lower this time, perfectly centered over his mouth, and then a third piece, slightly longer than the other two, reaching the back of his jaw on both sides. Sapnap smiled at his work, cupping George’s face and gently rubbing his thumbs over the tape, smoothing out the material and making sure each edge was secure.

“There. That’s much better, don’t you think?” Sapnap teased, making Dream laugh from his place on the couch, where he’d been watching the whole thing unfold. Sapnap glanced over at him with a chuckle, before looking back at George. “You ready to try and get out of this?”

“MM-hmph!” George groaned, yanking his head away from Sapnap and glaring at him, already squirming.

“I’m gonna take that as a yes. Dream, start the timer, please?”

“Mmh–“ George shook his head, pulling at his arms a few times before pausing to take in a sharp breath, already tiring himself out before the time even began.

“Done. Five minutes, George,” Dream said, and the smile sitting on his face when George glanced over at him made his stomach flip.

He wasn’t getting out of this.

“Good luck, kitten,” Came Sapnap’s reply, wearing a smirk even more sinister and smug than Dream’s, taking a seat on the couch in front of George to watch the whole thing unfold.

He had to get out of this.

He quickly got to work, clenching his fists and trying as hard as he could physically manage to uncurl his fingers, pushing and straining against the thick layers of tape, trying desperately to break through or find a weak point or something. But, to his horror, the tape barely moved at all, and he took a second to breathe before coming up with his next plan.

He tried yanking on his arms again, twisting his wrists and trying to turn his arms over, groaning and shaking his head angrily when he didn’t budge. His groan tapered off into a whine, and he tilted his head back to try and contain himself as he continued, focusing more on his left arm, trying to tackle one thing at a time. He leaned to the right, pushing his ribcage against the arm of the chair and pulling at his arm as hard as he could– hard enough for his hand to start shaking.

“Four minutes left,” Dream warned, amusement clear in his tone.

“Mm!” George squealed, his shoulders going limp as he stopped pulling, throwing his head back against the chair, catching his breath as a dull pain bloomed in his forearm from how hard he’d been trying.

“Aw, poor thing. Tired yourself out already, huh, baby?”

“Hmm!” George let out an angry growl, pulling harshly at his arm one more time before closing his eyes, taking in a long breath and sighing it out before throwing his head back down, staring down at his binds, trying to decide what his best plan of action was.

He tried his legs next, leaning forward to see what he was doing. He tried to lean forward enough to push his legs away from the chair, arching his back and straining against the tape, groaning when he couldn’t get any leverage for his plan to work. He then tried the opposite, pushing back against the chair, straining and shaking and trying hopelessly to kick his legs out instead.

As he expected, nothing was working.

“Mm…” He whimpered, beginning to feel defeated, whimpering and whining under his breath as he squirmed against his binds, the reality of the situation starting to creep in.

Everything he tried was unsuccessful. Every pull of his arms, every yank of his legs, every shake of his head, every strain of his fists– it was all useless. It didn’t matter how much he struggled or fought, or how much he whimpered and begged, he was completely stuck. Trapped exactly how Sapnap wanted him, unable to escape, doomed to tire himself out and then have no choice but to take whatever Sapnap had planned for him.

He was completely and utterly helpless.

He was fucked. And he was terrified.

“Two minutes,” Dream updated, and all George could do was let out a long, desperate whine, curling his toes and squeezing his eyes shut.

“Ohhhh, you’d better hurry up!” Sapnap taunted, and the fire inside George burned brighter. He was determined to win, he had to win.

So he continued to struggle. He ignored the nerves in his chest, the ones that made nervous, anticipatory giggles fizzle up in his throat, that made his stomach feel swirly and tingly and his head feel loopy and dizzy. He couldn’t let it get to him yet, he wasn’t ready yet. He would escape, he would win, he’d win and he’d make Sapnap do the challenge next, and he’d make Dream do it too, and they’d both lose, and he’d get to do whatever he wanted to them!

And all he had to do was escape, if he could just get free he wouldn’t have to worry! He wouldn’t have to think about how there’s less than two minutes left, how in less than two minutes he’d lose, and Sapnap would destroy him. He just wouldn’t think about Sapnap putting his hands on his waist, his ribs, his hips, his thighs, keeping him more pinned in place than he already was, thumbs digging into his skin and making him scream, unable to stop the excruciating tickles, forced to just sit there and take it with no way to fight back or move away or tell him to stop or do anything at all except sit there and take it and laugh himself stupid and look up at his friends with helpless, tear filled eyes and hope that maybe, just maybe, one of them would have mercy on him—

…He needed to escape.

He squirmed in his seat, shifting his hips and twisting his whole body to try and break free. He went back to trying each limb individually, pulling desperately at his left leg, then his right, then his right arm, then his left, much more frantic and much less thought out than before. He curled his toes again, straining his ankles and knees, thinking he could maybe break the seal by pulling upwards. His legs shook again, begging for a break, which he had no choice but to give them, his thighs burning from how hard he’d been working them. He repeated the tactic with his wrists, and his biceps fell victim to the same straining very soon after. His body went limp again, his chest heaving, rising and falling rapidly as he took in well needed breaths through his nose.

“Thirty seconds, George,” He heard Dream warn one final time just as he was about to try again, and he felt his stomach drop at the information.

“Mmm–mmh!” He whined desperately, his entire body squirming against his own will, trying to free itself from its evil, horrible bindings. He felt the nervous giggles attempting to slip out once again, and he couldn’t help it as he let a few free, falling into more helpless whimpering in the process. “Hm– mhm– mm-hmmph!” He tried curling in his knees and shoulders, his cheeks burning and no doubt bright red, the embarrassment of actually losing the challenge and what that meant for him afterwards hitting him like a freight train. He swallowed his nerves once again, inhaling unsteadily.

George, in all his desperation, made one last valiant effort to break free. He pulled at each limb individually again, one by one, trying his absolute hardest to break through the many, many layers of tape, but his movements were much more sloppy now, the butterflies in his stomach having formed a tornado by that point.

Then, he received the worst news of his life.

“George?” He heard Dream call out to him, but he closed his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows, ignoring him, focused on the task at hand.

“Mm–“

“Georgie.”

“Mm-mm!” George whined, frustrated that Dream wouldn’t leave him alone. He shook his head, pulling at his arms harshly.

“George!” Dream called, louder now, and George sighed and rolled his eyes at him.

“Hm!” He grunted, whipping his head over to look at Dream with wide, expecting eyes, anticipating a good explanation for the interruption.

His explanation came with the sound of the timer going off. His stomach dropped.

“Mm-mm,” George denied, still trying to twist his wrists away from the arms of the chair, even as he watched the other two men stand up from the couch and saw Dream put his phone in his pocket. “Mm-mm, mmm– hm-mm! Hm–!” George pleaded through the tape, shaking his head wildly and trying to curl in on himself.

“Georgeeee…” Sapnap teased, stepping in front of George, giggling to himself as George closed his eyes and dropped his head down, refusing to make eye contact with him. George heard a scoff from behind him, and suddenly there were two hands on his shoulders, pulling him back against the chair and forcing him to sit up straight.

“MM–!” George squealed at the sudden grip, but the hands– which he could only discern belonged to Dream– stayed firm, gripping his shoulders tight and keeping him pinned to the back of the chair, no matter how much he squirmed or resisted or pushed against them. “MM-hmph!”

“Georgie…” Sapnap spoke again, reaching out to tangle his fingers in George’s hair just as he did earlier, smiling at the way George stared up at him, eyes glassy and pleading even as he relaxed into the touch. “You lost, baby boy.”

“Mm–“

“You know what that means…”

“Mm! Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-MMM!” George tried desperately to protest, begging and pleading as much as he possibly could behind the tape restricting his words, but Sapnap didn’t seem to care, and suddenly there were two huge, rough hands attached to his inner thighs, squeezing like it’s all they knew how to do. George absolutely screamed behind the tape, his knees going stiff and tensing against the seat of the chair, his toes curling and flexing with the overwhelming urge to squirm and kick and fight back– everything his restraints were stopping him from doing. “MM!” The hands moved down, squeezing above his knees, and George squealed again, pushing himself back against the chair and arching his back, his legs twitching with each new squeeze, making the other two laugh.

“Oh, George, this is so awesome,” Sapnap commented, earning another head shake from George.

“Mm-mm!” He whined, letting out another muffled scream as Sapnap’s hands squeezed up his thighs again, before switching to scribbling his nails over his inner thighs. George couldn’t stop himself from whining and whimpering, his thighs shaking at the sensation, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut when he was reminded of Dream’s presence above him. “MM-mhmmm– hmhmhm!” He whined, earning himself a quiet coo from Dream, who then began to gently rub his thumbs over George’s shoulders to soothe him, squeezing comfortingly every so often.

“You’re so fucking cute, George,” He said, and George dropped his head and shook it wildly, denying the accusation vehemently.

“Mm-MM! Mm-mm, mmm– HM!” George squealed as Sapnap gripped his thighs again, repeating his earlier action of squeezing up from his knees to the very tops of his thighs. Then, suddenly, he latched his hands onto George’s hips, squeezing cruelly and digging his fingers into the crease spot between George’s hips and thighs.

“MMM!” George screamed once again, rough enough that Sapnap thought it might’ve cost him his voice, and his struggling turned practically violent. He was pulling frantically at his wrists and ankles, moving his hips in any direction he could possibly think of to dislodge the evil fingers, desperate enough for any kind of reprieve that he pushed himself completely up against the back of the chair, even when it only pinned him in place further. “MM-MM, MM– HMPH– MMM-HMM!” George begged, his breathing heavy, and he was actually convinced he might start crying if Sapnap didn't take some kind of mercy on him, his eyes welling up with tears in his desperation.

“Oh my god, George!” Sapnap began, stopping his squeezes to just cup his hands around George’s hips, holding him gently. The older man went limp against the chair as soon as he felt the tickling stop, his chest heaving as he took in much needed breaths of air. Sapnap gave him a second to calm down, longer than he would’ve liked but knowing how hard it must be for George to take deep breaths with the tape over his mouth, letting Dream continue to soothe him with gentle squeezes and rubs at his shoulders.

But, he wasn’t here to let George relax. He didn’t even agree to let George breathe.

So, his hands went back to work, delivering a few quick squeezes to George’s hipbones. Sapnap couldn’t help but giggle along, each squeeze making George jump and bark out a laugh, and quickly he started whimpering and giggling even in between them. Then, he dug his thumbs in again, this time into the spot just above George’s hips, earning a loud squeal and a new round of laughs and squirms, shaking his bound fists around as he pulled at his arms, hitting them against the arms of the chair when it didn’t help. He stopped after only a few seconds though, having way more planned to do to George before he was done with him, not wanting to wear him out just yet. Slowly, he walked his fingers up George’s torso– over his hips, past his sides, making sure to press in firmly as he passed over his ribs, giving him a taste of the big finale later, until he finally reached his target.

His target, which George could see coming a mile away.

“Mm-mm,” George protested, shaking his head as Sapnap moved, his breath quickening again.

“You ready, baby?”

“Mmm! Mm-mm!” George’s voice grew higher with his nerves, twitching and flinching as the fingers played at his ribs, just as Sapnap expected.

“You’re definitely not ready, I'm telling you that right now.”

“Mmmhmph– mmhmhm!” George pleaded, breaking off into desperate whining as he tried to curl his body forward, tried to pull his elbows and shoulders in, but was pulled back by Dream’s firm, big hands with a soothing ‘shhhh, Georgie’ like he was a toddler. George had never felt more humiliated, and the tornado of butterflies in his stomach had never been stronger.

He couldn’t wait for them to continue, and he wanted to rip both their heads off.

“Mm-mm, mm-mmhm–! Hm–mmhm– MHMPH!” George’s protests grew more frantic, leading to an unabashed scream when Sapnap’s fingers dug into his underarms, scratching his nails and drilling into the tender spots in front of and behind his armpit. George swore he could’ve lost his mind, if he hadn’t already done so about four times already since this ridiculous challenge began, arching his back uselessly against the chair and squeezing his eyes shut as tight as he could. “Mmhmm– MHMM– MMHPH!”

“Oh my god,” He heard Sapnap say as he pulled his hands back, and he blinked his eyes open to look at him, graciously taking the time to catch his breath again. Sapnap’s hands moved to cup his face, swiping gently under his eyes, and it was only then that he realized why Sapnap had stopped. “You’re crying, George. Is it really that bad?” He asked, and George nodded frantically, letting out another whine and dropping his head as Sapnap pulled his hands away. “It’s that bad, baby?”

“Mhm!”

“Aw,” Sapnap cooed with a pout, tilting his head to the side. “Poor little kitten… Too bad I’m not done with you yet.”

“MM?!” George squealed, jumping when Sapnap dug into his underarms one final time just to make him flinch, before he moved his hands downward. He curled his fingers around George’s ribcage, slotting his fingers in between the bones, and George’s back stiffened instantly, his eyes squeezing shut once again as he shook his head. His movements were much smaller now, almost afraid to move too much and cause Sapnap to start, despite knowing it would happen no matter what he did. “Mm-mm.”

“Oh yeah, Georgie. I have to.”

“Mm-mm!” George pleaded, opening his eyes to look up at Sapnap, hoping that would help convince him.

“Nope, no ‘mm-mm’. It’s happening.”

“Mm– MMH! MMHMM!” George yelled, his squirming picking up again at full force when Sapnap dug his fingertips into his ribs, rubbing between the bones and making George lose himself in his laughter, pulling desperately at his wrists, straining his fists once more, and trying his hardest to get Dream to let him at least lean forward to try and lessen the feeling. Sapnap continued for a few moments, thrilled at the exhausted reactions he was still getting, until one final idea popped into his head.

“Oh, no, this will work way better, actually,” He said, mostly to himself, and George had no time to anticipate or react before there were suddenly harsh knuckles rubbing up and down his ribcage instead.

George was certain he’d been sent to hell. He was certain he’d been sent to hell, and he was doomed to an eternity at Sapnap’s mercy, bound and silenced and helpless, forced to endure this brutal torture until Sapnap himself decided he deserved a break.

He was going to die today.

“MMM! MM-MM, MHM! HMPH-MM!” He begged behind the tape, voice turning scratchy from all his yelling, pleading for any shred of sympathy he could find in the other man’s eyes– he was met with terrifyingly little. He felt tears well up in his eyes again as Sapnap’s knuckles scraped over the middle of his ribcage, where he knew George was the most ticklish. “MM-MM, HMM,” He cried, still utterly helpless, the only thing keeping him grounded and sane being Dream’s hands squeezing his shoulders and his thumbs rubbing soothing lines into the back of his neck.

“Poor little kitty…” Sapnap mused, slowing his hands to a stop and grabbing George’s ribcage with flat hands to stabilize him. George took in as much oxygen as he could manage, letting his head drop tiredly onto the back of the chair, relaxing against the two sets of hands holding his body steady. “You look exhausted…”

“Mm… mhm…” He said with a nod, letting his eyes slip closed.

“Aww, c’mon, you can handle a little more, can’t you?” Dream taunted, obviously not planning to act on it, just wanting to see what the other man would do. The reaction was absolutely worth it, however, when George immediately began whining and squirming, trying to push Dream’s hands away, shaking his head exhaustedly.

“Mm-mm! Mm-mm, mm-mm–!” George pleaded, earning a bright laugh from Dream and a squeeze to his shoulders, which made him open his eyes and look up at Dream fondly.

“Okay, okay, shhh, he was kidding, George, just relax, okay?” Sapnap soothed, and George nodded in response. “You doing okay?”

“Mm…” George nodded, his eyes closing again. Dream continued to rub at his shoulders, giving him the most gentle version of a massage he could manage, still keeping his thumbs on the back of his neck.

“You ready to be let go?” Sapnap asked, and George was too tired to even here the patronizing tone before he whimpered.

“Mm!” Another nod, more desperate this time, making the other two giggle as they quickly got to work undoing George’s horribly effective restraints.

They started with his hands, taking off the top layers quickly and then removing each of his fingers gently so nothing hurt too badly. George flexed his fingers with a relieved groan when he was finally freed, his hands shaking slightly as his rigid bones stretched back out. He continued to curl and uncurl his fingers in the air a few times as they did his wrists next, repeating the same process, shushing and apologizing softly when George whined at the last layer being pulled off his skin. Dream checked in with him carefully before moving to his legs, making sure he was okay and placing a gentle kiss on his temple, leaving him to stretch his own arms and rub his own wrists and fingers as they kept going.

Removing the tape from his legs was much easier, as they didn’t have to worry about it touching any skin, and as soon as he was fully free he stretched his entire body out, arching his back against the chair and pushing his legs out in front of him, like a cat stretching in a sunbeam before laying down.

“You really are like a kitten, aren’t you, George?” Sapnap asked quietly, standing up straight as Dream grabbed all the discarded pieces of tape to throw in the garbage.

“Mhm…” George agreed mindlessly, nodding sleepily. Sapnap giggled and ran a hand through George’s hair again, then held his jaw the same way he did when he put the tape on his mouth.

“Okay, this one might hurt so I’m just gonna rip it off really fast, alright?”

“Mhm!” George agreed, tensing his whole body in preparation, one hand grabbing the arm of the chair and the other grabbing Sapnap’s wrist that held his chin. Sapnap did exactly as he said, ripping the tape off George’s mouth harshly, and then cupping George’s face in his hands to try and soothe the pain. “FUCK, OW–“ George yelled anyway, both boys falling into giddy laughter after the fact.

“It’s okahahay– ihit’s okay, it’s over now,” Sapnap said, pulling away from George and ruffling his hair playfully.

“Mm– that was fucking…” George looked for the words to describe it, at a complete loss. “I mean, that… it was…”

“Torture?” Sapnap supplied, and George smiled bashfully, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at the arm of the chair.

“Yeah.”

“You didn’t hate it, though…”

“I hated every second. Fuck you both.”

“You’d be way more mad if you hated it,” Dream said as he walked back in the room, leaning over the back of George’s chair and handing him a cold water bottle he’d brought back with him, which George gladly took and drank about half of as soon as he got it opened. When George rolled his eyes at him, he smiled, knowing he was right, and he pulled on the back of the chair to tilt George backwards– just to hear him squeal and watch him jump. He giggled again when he got the exact reaction he was looking for, and set the chair down gently before walking around to the side. “C’mon. I gotcha, Georgie,” He said, his arms outstretched to pick the smaller man up whenever he allowed it.

Any other day, George would’ve fought the concept vehemently, but quite frankly doing anything other than cuddling with his two best friends and taking a nap feeling warm in their arms sounded like worse torture than anything he had just endured. So, his face softened, and he let out a soft whine as he reached out to Dream as well, nodding his head wantingly. Dream slid one arm under George’s knees and one behind his back, lifting him off the chair and allowing Sapnap to bring it back to the dining room.

They made their way upstairs to Sapnap’s bedroom, and Dream placed George in bed gently after Sapnap pulled the covers down.

“You’re good to nap just like that?” Dream asked, keeping his hold on George’s arm and gently playing with his fingers. George nodded, his eyes already slipping closed, and the other two clambered into bed on either side of him and held him close, making sure he felt safe, comfortable, and warm as he let himself fall into a restful sleep– one that the other two joined him in not long after.

Everything was calm and peaceful, the atmosphere of the house still and quiet, and if none of them mentioned it again, it would be as if that day had never happened at all.

That is, until the next day, in the middle of the afternoon, when George walked into Sapnap’s office where the other two boys were sitting together after the end of a relatively uneventful stream.

With the dining room chair held in one arm.

And two full rolls of duct tape in the other. And the half empty one that was used on him.

“So,” He began, watching both of their faces drop in shock. He put the chair down in the center of the room, leaning over it and holding the rolls in his hands. “Who wants to go first?”

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Timed Challenge!!

hellooooo everyone

it’s the dreamnap arms up fic!! mentioned in this ask :O

based on this concept from @mushiewrites !!! shoutout mush for coming up with this idea and brainrotting with me and proofreading this whole thing even if it killed you <3

i actually wrote pretty much this whole thing over the course of the last two days so,,,,, maybe i’m a little bit insane???? but who cares, it makes for great content so be happy about it

(technically) switch!sapnap and switch!dream, 4.4k words

enjoy!!

“Two minutes?” Dream confirmed, voice unwavering as he raised his eyebrows at Sapnap.

“Two minutes,” Sapnap repeated back with a single nod, settling himself where he was sitting on Dream’s waist. Dream chuckled lightly, shaking his head and rolling his eyes fondly, as he reached out to the side and grabbed his phone. He set up a two minute timer, turning it around and handing it to Sapnap, letting him take it from his hands.

“Two minutes,” Dream said once more, shifting his shoulders as he laced his fingers together and put his arms behind his head. He rested his head back against his palms, letting out an unbothered sigh and closing his eyes for a second before blinking them back open to look up at Sapnap. “I’m ready whenever you are, Sap. Hit start and do your worst.”

“You are waaaay too confident about winning this with all the shit I’m gonna do to you,” Sapnap replied, tilting his head to the side slightly, pointer finger hovering over the screen of Dream’s phone.

“Hm…” Dream hummed, relaxing into the bed below him. “Somehow I doubt that.”

“Hey!” Sapnap said, taking offense, and he leaned down closer to Dream’s face just in time to catch his eyes and watch as they widened at the new proximity. Sapnap pressed his palms flat against the bed on either side of Dream, close enough to his underarms that he wasn’t quite touching but he could still feel Dream’s shoulders tense up at the desire to move away. He lowered his voice as he began speaking. “Listen here, you little fucker. I know you’re acting all tough and cocky now, I know you think this is gonna be some cakewalk for you or something, but I promise you, Dream, I will not be making this easy. You are in for a rude awakening if you think you’re just gonna relax through this, I can tell you that right fucking now. Sound good, Dreamie?” Sapnap finished, raising his eyebrows at the end and watching as Dream’s jaw clenched at the words. He tilted his chin up slightly, taking in a shaky breath and letting out an equally shaky exhale, before he spoke his reply, voice cold and just as unmoving as earlier.

“Start the timer. And do your worst,” Dream stayed strong in his opinion, letting out the remaining breath he was holding when Sapnap pulled away from his face.

“Okay, baby boy,” The younger boy started, shaking his head and reaching over to the phone. “Your funeral.” Sapnap pressed the start button on the timer and slid the phone up the bed, up by Dream’s bent elbow and out of his own way, he shook his hands in the air, lacing his fingers together and pushing his arms out to crack his knuckles, making Dream smile fondly at him as he watched his movements.

“You really are an idiot, you know that?” Dream insulted playfully, already holding back small titters at the stupidity of the situation.

“You know I do, baby,” Sapnap teased back, chuckling to himself as he finally positioned his hands above Dream’s armpits, hovering a decent distance above them to start off with. He held them there for a moment, waiting for Dream to register that they were there, and when he glanced down at the hands, he immediately had to throw his head back and take in a deep breath. “Hey, no, absolutely not, you can’t just not look at them the whole time. You have to look!”

“Hmmm…” Dream hummed out the breath he’d taken, rolling his eyes and tilting his head back down towards Sapnap and making eye contact again. “Better?”

“Yes, actually,” Sapnap replied, just as snarky as Dream, making them both smile. Sapnap caught Dream’s eyes falling down to his hands and decided to make a show of it.

He formed his hands into firm claw shapes, lowering them down closer to his underarms, his smile widening as Dream stared at his hands as they moved. He took in another sharp inhale, sucking in his stomach and puffing out his chest in the process, tilting his head away and blinking up at the ceiling before looking back down at Sapnap’s hands.

“Getting a little nervous there, aren’t we, Dreamie-poo?” Sapnap teased, raising his hands and lowering them back down, moving his fingers in a claw motion as he did so. Dream bit his bottom lip, squeezing his eyes shut tightly, tilting his head to make eye contact with Sapnap when they opened again.

“Mm-mm,” Dream mumbled, lips pressed tightly together as his smile tugged at the corners of them.

“Reeeeally?” Sapnap drew out his words, making Dream’s smile widen more, stretching across his whole face this time, even as his lips stayed pressed together. Sapnap felt Dream’s left leg shift behind him, a tiny motion that only someone in his position would have noticed, followed by a shift of his right leg, then a shift of his shoulders, and Sapnap giggled smugly at his movements. “Because it seems to me like you’re gettin’ a little squirmy, if I’m being honest.”

“Hm– nope. Not at all,” Dream responded, his words slightly rushed as he spoke through his teeth. He took another look at Sapnap’s hands, inhaling and exhaling slowly to try and calm himself when he saw how close they were to his underarms and how cruelly they were wiggling above them. After a moment of regrouping, he spoke. “I’m not– it’s not even the spot I’m nervous about.”

“No?” Sapnap asked, lifting his hands up again and glancing over at the timer. Forty-seven seconds left. He had this. Dream was no match for him. He could do this with his eyes closed.

“Mm-mm,” Dream continued, his breathing returning to normal. “I’m not a stupid baby like you and George.” Sapnap laughed at that, nodding despite himself.

“Yeah, George is a little bitch,” Sapnap agreed bluntly, suddenly dropping his hands down towards Dream's underarms.

“Mm– hm,” Dream nodded in agreement, his hum cut off by a chuckle at Sapnap’s words.

A chuckle. Fuck. He broke.

Both boys gasped as soon as they realized, and the shared look of shock on their faces quickly morphed into one of joy on Sapnap’s and horror on Dream’s.

“Oh, Dream!”

“NO! That was at YOU–!”

“You lost!” Sapnap cut in, pressing pause on the timer at thirty one seconds. A wave of relief passed over him as he realized how close the call had actually been.

“NO! No, that does NOT count, no fucking way, that was at what you SAID, that doesn’t COUNT!”

“I dunno, Dream, we never really established that rule,” He continued, gently placing his hands down on the bed again, even closer to Dream’s sides this time, the knuckles of his thumbs rubbing against the material of his hoodie. “I think it’s only fair that you lose, since we diiiiid say if you broke, you lost, soooo–"

“No! No, no, okay, Sap, listen, okay?”

“Mhmmm…” Sapnap mused, cocking his head to the side, pressing his thumbs into Dream’s top ribs just to freak him out.

“Look… I’ll let you add fifteen seconds onto the timer, and you can be even more mean!” Dream attempted to bargain, the tips of his fingers toying with the material of the pillowcase under his head, obviously antsy.

“Oh, babydoll, I was gonna be even more mean no matter what, that means nothing to me.”

“Wh– I–! You… twenty seconds!” Dream continued to bargain, his breathing growing in pace as the bidding continued. Sapnap grabbed the phone and turned it to show Dream the remaining time.

“Give me thirty, I’ll put it back up to one minute. Deal?”

“… A minute?”

“Mhm. I’m having too much fun teasing you to wanna stop now, and I know damn well I'll make you break in that minute alone.”

“Fuck,” Dream mumbled, closing his eyes to think before nodding and looking back at Sapnap. “Deal.”

“Smart boy,” Sapnap commented, resetting the timer for another minute before immediately throwing his hands back into action, getting close enough to Dream’s underarms to make him gasp softly.

“I wasn’t even ready yet!” Dream replied, rolling his eyes and settling back down against the bed below him. The smile on his face was more evident than ever, stretching his cheeks and showing off his incredibly perfect teeth. The blush on his face was radiant, showing his obvious embarrassment over the situation that he was trying so hard to keep his cool in. His voice was still shaky, body still stiff and tense, and yet somehow, incredibly, he was still able to talk through the anticipation that Sapnap knew was killing him inside.

Already down ten seconds. He needed to up his game.

“And I wasn’t ready to care, so, sucks for you,” He countered, earning a groan from Dream. He bounced his hands up and down, varying the speed and distance that he traveled to keep Dream on his toes, giggling each time he got slightly too close and Dream flinched in response.

Thirty nine seconds. Still nothing from Dream.

“God, Dream, this must be so painful for you,” He began, trying to sound as insincere as possible. “I mean, we both know you can’t handle this stuff, don’t we? The… anticipation of it all…”

“Stop it,” Dream scolded, growling through gritted teeth again. Sapnap smirked, catching Dream’s eyes as his hands stilled in the air,

“It’s just unbearable, isn’t it? Having to lay there and just watch my hands, watch my fingers stay just centimeters away from you. It’s incredible that you’ve even lasted this long, honestly.”

“You’re so stupid,” Dream mumbled, turning his head to the side. “H-how much time is left?”

Twenty one seconds.

“Forty seconds,” Sapnap lied, hoping it was believable enough, but the way Dream turned to look at him and the way his smile turned from nervous to sinister showed him that he was definitely caught.

“You’re lying,” Dream stated, no doubt in his tone, and his smile only grew larger when Sapnap’s eyes widened.

“I’m not,” Sapnap said in defense, wiggling his fingers again to attempt to distract Dream.

“You’re too nervous for it to be that long,” Dream pointed out, and Sapnap let out a soft breath to try and calm himself before speaking again. His eyes flickered over to the timer before they landed back on Dream’s underarms.

Fifteen.

“Shut the fuck up,” Sapnap spoke softly, going as far as to pinch the fabric of Dream’s hoodie between his thumb and index finger when he dropped down this time. He tugged on the fabric, sliding it between his fingers, but all he got in response was a slightly shaky breath before Dream stopped reacting to that as well.

“You’re gonna lose, Sap,” Dream teased in the same low voice, his smirk entirely menacing now, and Sapnap felt the butterflies rising up from his stomach to his chest at the tone. He swallowed against the lump in his throat, checking the timer again.

Ten.

“Dream, shut the fuck up, this is not how this works.”

“Maybe not for you. But it’s working pretty well for me.” Dream’s voice stayed unwavering, and he actually went as far as to raise his arms up higher, staring at Sapnap expectantly.

Five.

“Face it, angel,” Dream began, and Sapnap couldn’t help but gasp as he watched the timer tick down helplessly.

Three.

“You’re done.”

“Dream, stop–” Sapnap argued, letting his fingers curl up into fists, his hands still hovering in the air, as he looked back at Dream. Dream met his eyes, letting out a faux-gasp as their eyes met before smiling sweetly at him.

“We both know it, Sapnap, just let it happen,” Dream said, his words more soothing now, but the idea did nothing but make Sapnap’s chest feel tighter and his brain panic even more.

“No, we don’t know that, it’s not–”

Sapnap was interrupted by the perfectly on cue sound of the timer going off from Dream’s phone. Both boys went silent, staring at each other with wide eyes, the only sounds in the room being Sapnap’s heavy breathing and the continued ringing of the timer.

“Time’s up, Sap,” Dream said with a smirk, pulling his arms out from behind his head and reaching over to grab his phone and turn off the timer.

“NO! No, no, wait, this isn’t fair, I let you have a second chance! You– you laughed! You lost anyway, you lost, I won, that’s it!” Sapnap argued, crossing his arms over his chest, stomach already turning at the idea of switching their positions. Dream set the timer back up at two minutes, placing it on the bed next to him again before looking smugly up at the younger boy.

“You’re the one who let me keep going, so that sounds like a you problem,” He responded, chuckling at the offended look that took over Sapnap’s face.

“That’s not true! That’s not– no! That’s not fair!”

“Seems fair to me,” Dream replied nonchalantly.

“No! No, no this isn’t– this is not happening– NO!” Sapnap tried to argue back, but he was cut off by a loud yelp when Dream suddenly shoved his hands under Sapnap’s arms and held him tightly there. Then, he surged up from where he was laying on the bed, curled his legs up to get more leverage, and used all his strength to flip their positions and forcefully throw Sapnap down on the bed. “DREAM, NO! GET OFF!” Sapnap yelled, squeezing his arms tightly to his sides and trapping Dream’s hands underneath them. The position was slightly awkward, with Dream kneeling and finding his balance between Sapnap’s knees and his hands physically stuck underneath his arms, but above all else, Dream had the higher ground now, and both of them realized that immediately.

Truly, he always had.

“I mean, first of all, no, why would I do that? And secondly, I couldn’t even if I wanted to, you kinda have me held hostage here, so…” Dream teased, wiggling his fingers underneath Sapnap’s arms and making him squeal and burst into giggles.

“Nohoho!” Sapnap whined as he shook his head, squeezing his fists tighter together and bringing them up towards his chest. He uncurled his fists, flexing his fingers, before bringing his hands closer and curling his fingers around Dream’s wrists. He held tighter, squeezing them for comfort, giggling the whole time.

“Wow, giggling already, are we?” Dream continued, maneuvering his legs so he could perch himself on top of Sapnap’s waist, giggling when he felt Sapnap’s knees immediately curl up to hit his back. “And squirming! Oh, this is not gonna be easy for you, is it?”

“Shuhut uhuhup?!” Sapnap giggled out, scrunching his nose and still shaking his head. Dream hummed in consideration, and he finally yanked his hands out from under Sapnap’s arms, making him cross his arms and shove his open hands there to soothe the feeling.

“C’mon Sap, arms up, let’s go,” Dream encouraged, cupping his hands around Sapnap’s elbows and gently pushing on them. He was able to move them a few inches before Sapnap snapped them back down, whining and looking up at Dream pleadingly.

“Nohoho, no, I chahanged my mind, I don't wanna play this game anymohohore,” Sapnap whined, but he still up allowed Dream to hold his elbows and push on them again, only getting slightly farther this time.

“It’s alright, angel, you can do it.”

“I can’t, I can't! I really can’t, Dream, you win, I can’t do it, I’ll die, plehease.”

“You won’t die, you’re being dramatic. C’mon. Arms up.” Dream guided his arms again, this time successfully getting his elbows away from his sides, sliding his hands up to Sapnap’s wrists and gently laying his arms out to the sides. “See, that’s not so bad, right? I’ll let you keep them like that so they’re not even fully up. S’that better for you?” Dream asked calmly, rubbing his thumbs over Sapnap’s forearms. The other boy nodded shyly, still letting out small giggles even as he tried so hard to keep them in. “Good…You’re still giggly.”

“Shuhut uhup.”

“You better stop that before I press the timer, Sapnap,” Dream teased, picking up the phone and turning the screen to face Sapnap, hovering his finger over the start button.

“Fuhuhuck…” Sapnap mumbled, closing his eyes and biting his bottom lip. Dream chuckled as he watched Sapnap’s fists grab onto the sheets below him, gripping them tightly as he took in several deep breaths to calm his nerves.

“…Clock’s ticking, angel.”

“Stohohohop!” Sapnap whined again, a new wave of nervous giggles taking control of him, and he ran through the motions of calming himself again. After a substantial amount of deep breaths, he nodded, letting out one last sigh before looking up at Dream. “Okay. I think I’m ready now.”

“Perfect.” Dream pressed down on the timer, dropping the phone next to his leg so he could see the remaining time when he needed to. Dream smiled down at Sapnap, clasping his hands and rubbing his palms together before slowly descending his wiggling fingers towards Sapnap’s poor, defenseless underarms.

“Oh, fuck…” Sapnap mumbled, squeezing his eyes shut and gripping the sheets even tighter, so tight it made his arms shake.

“Sapnap, remember what we said about looking?” Dream asked, smiling when he got a sigh in response as the other opened his eyes again. “There we go, now I can see your gorgeous eyes again.”

“God, shut up,” Sapnap complained, drawing his shoulders up anxiously. He let go of the sheets, only to immediately move his hands and grab them again.

“You’re shaking already, angel,” Dream commented, laughing softly when his words only made Sapnap whine and force himself to relax his arms. “It must tickle so bad already.”

“Dream, don’t,” Sapnap reprimanded, making eye contact with him and biting his quivering bottom lip.

“Don’t what?” Dream answered, voice smug. “Don’t talk about how bad it must tickle?”

“Fuck–” Sapnap whimpered, sucking in a breath, letting out another strained sound.

“Even without me touching you, you can feel the tickles.” Dream glanced down at the remaining time. One minute and thirty seconds. He was making good time. “Sapnap…” He spoke softly, even fondly, before furrowing his eyebrows when he received no acknowledgement. He looked down at Sapnap, seeing that his head was turned to the side and his eyes were closed again, and he decided to gently coax him out this time. “Sapnap?” He repeated, his voice as gentle as he could possibly manage, and Sapnap let out an involuntary squeak.

“Mhm?” He answered, voice noticeably strained, and he blinked his eyes open to catch Dream’s. He caught a glimpse of Dream’s hand, wiggling fingers still hovering over his underarm, and he swallowed against the lump in his throat as he stared at it intently. He watched as Dream lifted it up, brought it back down, lifted it again, and then slowly brought it over to hover above his wrist. “Hmm…” He hummed nervously as he continued staring. Dream held out two fingers now, pretending to walk his fingers up Sapnap’s arm– over his forearm, the bend of his elbow, over his tricep which made him want to curl up into a ball when Dream wasn’t even touching him, and then back to hovering over his armpit.

Then, he repeated the process with the other side. And Dream could tell from the silence in the room and Sapnap’s increased squirming that it wouldn’t take much longer for the dam to break.

He glanced at the timer.

One minute and three seconds.

Still making perfect time.

“You’re really squirming now, Sap,” Dream teased, still smiling even as Sapnap whined at him. “It’s okay, I get it. You’re just too ticklish to handle this.”

“Shut up–” Sapnap mumbled, inhaling sharply at the end, holding his breath.

“I know, I know. This spot is just really really flustering for you, angel, I understand. I know how hard this is for you.” Dream’s voice stayed soft, almost cooing at Sapnap, and Sapnap couldn’t stop himself from nodding in agreement, letting out a small whimper. “I know you wanna laugh so bad right now, don’t you?” Dream asked, and he was met with a stern groan and a head shake. “No? Not even when you look at these wiggly fingers?” Dream moved his hands from Sapnap’s underarms to hover above his face, wiggling right in his eyeline before Sapnap squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head to the side until he moved away.

“Stop it!” Sapnap protested, smiling happily, letting out a breathy sound that seemed an awful lot like a giggle before he caught it and clamped his mouth shut again. Dream chuckled and booped Sapnap on the nose once, just to make his huge toothy grin come back, because Dream knew it was too precious for him to be hiding. “Y-you’re dumb,” Sapnap said, looking down at Dream’s hands again. Dream hummed happily in confirmation, looking down at the timer.

Forty seven seconds.

“Just dumb enough to do THIS–” Dream yelled at the end, suddenly shooting his hands right at Sapnap’s underarms, stopping as close as he could get without touching them.

That was it. That was all he needed.

“FUCK, NAHA– nohohoho!” Sapnap squealed, falling into bright, squeaky giggles and instinctively pulling his arms in again to block the area. Immediately, he was protesting his punishment, before Dream had even said anything about it. “Ahaha– noho! No, nonono, Dreeeheheam, dohon’t, don’t, plehehehe– just plehehease–”

“Sapnap…” Dream said, shaking his head and resting his hands on the younger boy's sides. This made Sapnap yelp again, squirming however he could, pushing at Dream’s hands as much as he could while still trying to keep his arms pinned to his sides.

“Nohohoho!”

“You know it has to be done.”

“Noho, no! No, no, it dohoesn’t! Dreheam, plehehease!”

“It really does, angel, it really does,” Dream confirmed, and with that, he grabbed Sapnap’s right wrist and pinned his arm straight out to the side, and then suddenly dug his fingers under Sapnap’s arm.

“No, nononono– NAHAHAHA–!” Sapnap broke out into loud laughter, squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head wildly. “DREHEHEAM, STOHOHOP!”

“Not yet, there’s still thirty more seconds on the timer!”

“NOHOHO!” Sapnap whined through his laughter, his nose scrunching up again. He pulled at his wrist as much as he could manage, twisting slightly to the side and reaching over with his free hand to try and shoo Dream away, but he fell just barely short of reaching when he tried. In retaliation, Dream did his first two fingers into Sapnap’s top ribs, making him throw his head back and let out another yell. “FUHUHUHUCK– WHYHYHY?!”

“You’re just too adorable, Sap, I can’t help it!”

“OH MYHY GOHOHOHOD!” Sapnap protested, twisting his wrist and trying desperately to bend his elbow, but nothing worked.

A few seconds later, Dream realized he must’ve gotten carried away at some point, as the shrill ringing sound of the timer going off echoed around Sapnap’s bedroom, alerting both of them to the noise. However, Dream didn’t stop immediately, and after the third ring of the alarm, Sapnap decided to say something.

“IHIT'S OHOFF, DREHEHEAM, IT'S OHOHOFF!! THAT'S IHIHIHIT, TIHIMES UHUHUP, PLEHEASE!”

“Hmm… I guess you’re right, huh?” Dream said, pulling the hand that was mercilessly attacking Sapnap’s ribs away but keeping the other in place to hold his wrist down. Sapnap shook with leftover laughter, breathing heavily as he tried desperately to rid himself of the ghost tickles still buzzing under his skin. He swallowed, letting out an exhausted sigh, only the rise and fall of his chest and the burn in his throat keeping him grounded to reality.

“Ohohoh my fuhuckihing gohohod…” He whined, reaching over and covering his ribcage with his free hand. He felt the energy coming back to his body slowly, until he was rudely interrupted by Dream speaking again.

“I have another challenge for you.”

“Oh, gohod, what now?” Sapnap asked, looking up at Dream tiredly,

“Relax, relax. It's not that bad, I promise. I’ve done this with George before and it’s way worse for him than it will be for you,” Dream reassured as he picked up his phone, going back into the timer app and setting it again, this time only for forty five seconds.

“I’m still scared,” Sapnap said softly, flexing his fingers where Dream still firmly held his wrist down. He squirmed lightly, letting out another string of giggles when Dream turned the phone around to show him the timer, already ticking down from forty five, forty four, forty three… “Oh, Dreheheam, whahaha–”

“Shhhh, relax, it’s easy,” Dream said gently, placing the phone just above Sapnap’s pinned hand, so he could see it when he turned his head, but he couldn’t quite reach it. Then, he brought his hand back down, and gently pushed the sleeve of Sapnap’s t-shirt up to reveal more of his underarm, before leaning down slightly so his quiet words would be heard over Sapnap’s whines, whimpers, giggles, and protests that followed the movement. “I’ll stop when you turn the timer off.”

“WHAT– THAT'S– OH, FUHUHUHUCK–!”

And with that, Dream wiggled his fingers over Sapnap’s bare skin, laughing along with him as he thrashed and squirmed against Dream’s hold.

Somehow, miraculously, after what felt like hours of torture on one of the most flustering spots Sapnap could think of, he managed to twist his wrist just far enough to break from Dream’s grasp. Immediately, he grabbed blindly for the phone, and as soon as he found it he tapped on the screen where he assumed the stop button would be. Dream decided to cut him some slack, reaching over and pressing pause for him, and then pulling both his hands back to rest flat on the other boy’s stomach so he knew he was finished.

As Sapnap caught his breath once again, Dream reached over and grabbed his phone, showing Sapnap the screen one final time so he could see that he did, after everything, stop the timer in time to save himself from even more torture.

With an incredible three seconds to spare.

#🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️👌🏼🦋#awkwardtickleetoo

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fluffallamaful · 10 days

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ANGST?? In MY spirit AU?? More likely than you think.

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I’ve been sitting on this for weeks, but im just gonna toss it out there and not look back

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fluffallamaful · 10 days

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We're all gonna be normal about this ok

anyway he has issues™

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fluffallamaful · 13 days

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imagine a dream blob fidget toy

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fluffallamaful · 15 days

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Dream’s IRL Minecraft Manhunt (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Word Count: 1792

Music

The music yanks Dream from his sleep harder than anything ever had in his life. 'Manhunt?', he thinks groggily. It wasn't like it was crazy loud, it's just it always put this sense of urgency into him. One that told him to run. Jump. Get away from his friends as fast as possible. Wait...

Dream sat up to find George and Sapnap standing at the foot of his bed, smiling devilishly. Sapnap was holding back snickers at his dramatic reaction to the music. Dream looked over to see George's phone sitting next to him on his nightstand playing their Minecraft Manhunt playlist. 'Shit.'. Ice crawled up his spine.

They had all talked about doing a real life Minecraft Manhunt in real life a few times, but hadn't gotten any of the details together just yet. With the looks on George and Sapnap's faces he was already piecing together why. They must have been working on the idea together without him. He strained his neck around a bit until he found what he was looking for; one of their tripods set up in the corner with a camera pointed at the scene. His attention was pulled back with George's usual tease.

"Oh Dreaaaam!", he trilled.

Dream burst from the bed without a second thought and scrambled out of the room with a yelp.

"Get him!!!", Sapnap cried out. Dream flinched. This was way scarier than in Minecraft. Plus, Dream wasn't 100% sure what they would do if they caught him, but he knew it wouldn't be killing him so he had a sneaking suspicion. He tore through the living room, groaning out loudly as he spotted more cameras to capture his embarrassing fleeing. He prayed they weren't streaming.

"You guys suck!!", he yelled, skidding around a corner. He screamed as he felt a bony hand grab at his arm, but was able to duck away. "NO!", he yelled. Real fear striking in his heart.

Dream could already tell he was going to be bad at this. No nimble Minecraft character to parkour across blocks. No inventory to dig through to find the best materials to meme them with. He barely escaped their grasps over and over again as he looped through the kitchen and back out into the hallway.

Dream heard Sapnap's loud warrior cry before he felt him. He only had a second to brace before he felt Sapnap's arms wrap around his middle and they went tumbling down together. It definitely hurt when they went rolling across the hardwood floor in the hallway, but it wasn't the first time either of them had tackled the other down like this. They both couldn't help but giggle crazily despite the dull pain.

"We got him!!!", George cried out in victory.

"Yeah yeah you got me.", Dream laughed, trying to wrestle Sapnap's arms off of him. Sapnap wouldn't budge.

"Now we kill you.", George smirked. Dream's mouth opened up to reply with some joke, but it died in his throat with a squeal.

"Don't!!", Dream whined, twisting now in Sapnap's arms while the younger started to tickle his sides. “Sapnap!!!”. He tried to hold back any more embarassing sounds, but squealed even louder when Sapnap grabbed his stomach. He quickly broke down into laughter.

George joined the fun and helped Sapnap wrangle Dream into a better position. The hunters were ecstatic. Dream was much stronger than both of them so they couldn't usually pin him unless they worked together, and they usually didn't work together that well. Now, as a team, they were able to pin down every one of Dream's limbs.

"Oh Dreaaan.", George teased again, softer this time. Dream giggled hysterically, soft gasp-y wheezes already breaking through.

"Please, don't do this!!! There's cameras!!!", Dream squirmed helplessly.

Dream's arms were above his head being pinned down by Sapnap's legs and George was straddling his waist. It crossed his mind that this is probably the most he's ever been held down. He writhed in the vulnerability. Sapnap started crawling his hands down Dream's arms towards his armpits and he instantly thrashed and burst into loud laughter.

"Ahah yeah!", George cheered and dug into his stomach, drawing a wheeze out of him.

"P-please!", he struggled to get the word out.

"We caught you! And now we get to tickle you for one hour!", Sapnap wiggled a finger each into both of Dream's armpits. Dream gasped harshly.

"What!! Whaat!! Whaaat!!", he hollered like he usually did, but it sounded crazed between all his laughter. George and Sapnap giggled happily. "You're lying!!", Dream twisted and yelled. George rapid-fire poked into his sensitive stomach and Dream shrieked, shaking with a loud stutter-y laugh. "George please!!", he squeaked.

He knew George was cruel and there was no chance his pleading would break through, but he couldn't help himself. Why wouldn't he get off his tummy!!!

"George you're so evil.", Sapnap laughed while grabbing softly at the skin under Dream's armpits, keeping him jumping. George beamed back at him proudly, forming claws with his hands and shaking them into Dream's stomach. "Holy shit.", Sapnap muttered, his own stomach swirling with soft butterflies at George’s strategy. Dream's breath hitched and he fell silent, thrashing his body and kicking desperately at the floor behind George. After a few seconds his wail finally tore out of him and he stunned the other boys with his laughter. It was laced with wheezes and hiccups, and absolutely beautiful. It hurt the hunter’s ears. It probably clipped the audio for the video.

George gazed down fondly at the squirming mess beneath him, not slowing down or letting up at all as he just watched Dream lose his shit. Dream's cheeks burned brightly and soon there were wet streaks down each of them. He was trying to turn his face away from the camera pointed at him, but with the laughter booming out of him so chaotically he was failing pretty badly. Sapnap grinned and moved his hands from his own tickling to instead hold Dream's head in fear he would knock himself out on the hardwood floor.

While it was definitely mean and Dream wasn't used to being tickled this badly, the boys weren't really feeling all that bad for him. Dream had tickled George within an inch of his life just two days prior for basically no reason. He was bigger than the other two and never seemed to have much mercy himself. Besides. His laugh was pretty and his blushing face was adorable. And the views of course.

George pulled his hands away suddenly and Dream cried out. The boys laughed and coo'ed.

"What? You didn't want it to stop?", George teased.

"Nooo please pleaaase, let me breathe, I’m going to pass out!", Dream begged pathetically. He whimpered and then gasped for air dramatically. Sapnap and George made eye-contact. Dream was playing it up for the camera.

"Quit that.", Sapnap grinned, ruffling Dream's curls with an eye-roll.

"You're such an idiot.", George giggled.

"Guys, they are always so so mean to me.", Dream looked over at the camera in the corner, pouting. The other two burst out laughing.

"Stop farming 'awws'!!! You just can't take what you dish out!", Sapnap said and reached down, tickling roughly at Dream's ribcage.

"Stahp!", Dream squawked, breaking back down into a hopeless-sounding laugh. His legs kicked at the ground.

"It's a video, not a stream. So I'll just cut out whatever makes me and Sap look bad.", George informed him smugly.

"You're...g-gonna...edit!?...yeah...right!", Dream worked hard to get the joke out through his wheezing, but he regretted it in sorely.

"Dream, are you fucking crazy?", Sapnap gasped at his words, looking up to see George's little evil smile. "Gogy really is gonna kill you now bro oh my god!!!", Sapnap laughed and pulled his hands off of his ribs. He adjusted his position on Dream's arms and then cradled his head gently.

George made a big show of rolling up Dream's shirt and pointing at it for the camera. He wiggled his fingers, pointed at Dream's face, and then slid his finger across the air in front of his own throat. Loud and clear: Dream's Death Spot.

"George you're such an idiot.", Dream said quietly, flushing embarrassedly at the miming. He relaxed his head in Sapnap's hands and made puppy dog eyes up at his best friend.

'Oof, those ones are real.', Sapnap thought, playing with Dream's curls softly. "You dug your own grave buddy. We were about to be done, too.", Sapnap shook his head and trailed his eyes back up to see what George was up to. 'Oh shit.'.

Dream knew by Sapnap's face what was about to happen and he squeezed his eyes shut. He felt George's grin press into his stomach first and he flinched. He squealed as George gripped his bare sides and then screamed as he started blowing raspberries all around his bare tummy. Sapnap held his head safely as Dream had no choice but to lose himself completely into his laughter. Jumping and shrieking at every new ticklish blow. He broke into all kinds of new laughs he knew fans would clip into 'New Dream laugh unlocked!' videos.

George eased up after a minute or two and used Dream's shirt to wipe away the wetness on his jumpy stomach. Dream went limp against the floor as George stood up.

"I hate you guys.", he murmured. They could still faintly hear the Manhunt music playing from Dream’s room.

George hopped in front of the camera and clapped his hands together.

"So, Dream lost the first one! Five thousand likes and we'll do this to him again tomorrow with a third hunter!", George cheesed. Dream and Sapnap laughed at the ridiculous number.

"There's no way in hell this is happening to me again before it happens to one of you two.", Dream laughed. He shook his head and finally sat up after Sapnap released him. He stretched his arms as both the boys looked at him. He wondered who he should team up with to get the other one first.

"No, we are gonna get BadBoyHalo or Antfrost here to help us chase you down and tickle you til you cry.", George crossed his arms across his cbest. Sapnap laughed and got up, helping Dream up, too.

"You got George in such a bitchy mood, dude.".

They all laughed despite themselves and filmed a real outro. Dream was a little pink-cheeked, but he was a good sport like always and commented on how well the other two were able to catch him and pin him. They all knew how unfair the set up had been, but Dream can't help himself.

The hunters won!

(Art made by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

#DWATT my beloved 🥹#i love this nawwwwwww #wishitweresummer

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fluffallamaful · 15 days

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Elevator Instigator (GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

Word count: 1982

Warning: Intense tickling. Being trapped in an elevator.

Sapnap threw a sideways look over to George as they walked. He was still running his mouth. He shook his head and tried to just block him out. A few words slipped past his invisible defense and dug straight into his waning patience.

"Shut up bro.", he tried. George only laughed and elbowed him, continuing on. Something about his height, Sapnap tried not to listen.

He flinched when George smacked the rim of his hat down for the third time that day, pulling it back up on his head. "Dude!", he huffed,

Dream Team was at Vidcon together. Dream was still at one of his panels, but George and Sapnap were done for the day. Sapnap had agreed to grab lunch with the other, but was regretting it with every step. George was in his mean arc today. No matter how much he begged the other to quit, he only seemed to be egged on by his increasingly worse mood. Sapnap wasn't even responding at this point. George was just barreling on laughing to himself as he tore through a mental list of his insecurities.

Sapnap gave him a rough shove as they got into the elevator.

"Seriously dude. Shut up.". George only scoffed and pulled out his phone, leaving Sapnap to push the buttons to the next floor with an eye roll. At least they were alone and no one else would be forced to listen to George being an idiot.

The elevator jerked to a halt and both of them stumbled.

"What the hell?".

They waited a few beats before looking at each other. The elevator had stopped between floors, the button of their floor still lit up.

"It stopped.", Sapnap said nervously.

"Obviously, idiot. What are we supposed to do?". Sapnap scowled at the name.

"Clearly you're the idiot. We hit the call button and tell the hotel. Idiot.".

George crossed his arms and left Sapnap, again, to hit the button.

"Um, hi? Sorry! We think we might be stuck in the elevator? It's between floors, pretty much.", Sapnap flushed in embarrassment as he stumbled over the words. He was already nervous about the situation and being trapped with a sharp-tongued George while he was eyeing him down was making things so much worse. He longed for Dream.

The hotel informed them that the fire department was on the way.

"Why did you turn into a flustered mess during that call? Are you scared? Do you think we are going to plummet to our deaths?". Sapnap whipped around to see George smirking as he typed away on his phone. "I mean, we probably will. I'm telling Dream our final goodbyes right now. He's so upset we are stuck, his panel just ended.". George was all too happy to continue his negging.

"Stop trying to freak me out, you're such a fucking dick today.".

"I mean.", George sighed, slipped his phone in his back pocket, and looked Sapnap up and down. "You're like. Pocket-sized. What if I just lift you up and you crawl out through the shaft. You're tiny enough, stinknap,", he finished his insult off by smacking down the bill of his hat,

That was enough. Sapnap was done.

Sapnap pulled his hat off his head and slapped it down onto George's. The older huffed in protest, but Sapnap quickly tugged it down over his eyes and backed him against the wall of the elevator hard enough to shake the entire thing.

"Fucking. Shut. Up. George.", he growled.

George gasped as Sapnap collected his hands in one of his.

"Hey!". He thrashed, trying to shake the hat blocking his vision and rip his hands from the stronger boy's grip. He didn't budge. Sapnap knuckled into ribs, startling a scream out of the other. George knocked his head against the wall painfully and sharp cackles tore out of him as he struggled. "Sapnap!", he cried.

Sapnap used a rougher touch to tickle him then he ever had before. His knuckles jumped around the sensitive bones of the squirmy boy's rib cage. George went limp against his hold as he was thrown instantly into completely hysterical laughter. Screams echoed in the small metal jail they found themselves in.

Immediately, George lost his ability to speak. While he desperately wanted to beg Sapnap for mercy and take back everything he said, he couldn't. He could only laugh himself silly as Sapnap took his anger out on him. As the knuckling turned into a clawed hand vibrating and jabbing at his rib cage, he twisted violently. He crumbled against it, his limp body held firmly to the wall as he shrieked with laughter.

"You've been such a dick all day. You're going to learn how to be nice, you got that Gogy?", Sapnap growled the words. George could only squeak in response. They had lived with each other for months now and had plenty of fights. Unfortunately for George, Sapnap was a little stronger, knew exactly how to tickle him to pieces, and mad.

Sapnap dragged up the captured wrists and pressed them to the cold wall above George's head. The brief break from the torture had the boy gasping dramatically for air.

"Don't! Sap don't!", he demanded, all too knowing of why his arms were being pulled up. His worst spots suddenly exposed.

"Even now, you're not even saying please! Just telling me what to do!". George sputtered.

Sapnap held him firmly to the wall and drilled carefully into a wide open underarm. George lost his mind. Sapnap’s practiced fingers knew just the right amount of pressure to apply to drive him crazy. Strangled screams of laughter exploded out of him as he jumped and thrashed in place. The sound was nearly deafening as it echoed back at them.

George was completely sure he would die under this torture. All he could see was the bill of the hat Sapnap had put on his head and yanked down. Electricity shot through his body and his wild squirming brought no relief. Sapnap was determined to keep him in place so he could take him apart for his attitude. He regretted it. He just wanted to apologize, but he couldn't get any words out. While it was absolute torture, his laughter sounded gleeful. His entire face burned at the thought. How could he get Sapnap to stop?

Sapnap experimented exactly where to drill into George's hypersensitive underarm. Every spot seemed just as killer. George could only wail with laughter and writhe helplessly against him.

It was beyond satisfying, for Sapnap. Better than if he would have just smacked him like he wanted to. Underneath the hat he could see glimpses of dark red embarrassment on George's face. He knew the Brit would think twice before picking on him again.

His laugh was pretty cute too, it was cheering Sapnap up. Like, look at this weak little ticklish goofball. Sapnap could barely even remember what mean things he had been saying. He was just too precious squealing and jumping in place.

Sapnap let his hands crawl back down and tease new spots. Poking across his collarbone had the boy trying to curl up, making things for himself worse. He tested pokes along his chest and found a few spots that pulled precious squeaks and squeals from him.

"Please! Sapnap!!", he cried. Sapnap ignored him. He focused on the underarm he had neglected before to throw George back into his screeching laughter. He wanted to make sure the ticklish little menace got the message; no more making fun of Sapnap.

Eventually, the desperate laughter was starting to cut out into silence. George thrashed frantically as he tried and failed to avoid the evil fingers. Sapnap dropped his hand all the way down to attack his waist with tickles to startle a shriek from the boy. George shook his head as he whined through his laughter.

They both nearly fell as the elevator jerked back to life. Sapnap released him and stepped back quickly. George pushed up the bill of the hat, wiped the tears from his face, and balled his hands into the bottom of his shirt to ground himself as he tried to catch his breath.

They faced the doors as they were slowly pried open by a firefighter.

Sapnap and George looked at each other and then away, blushes blooming as they both realized the state they were about to be found in.

-•-•-

Dream bounced on the balls of his feet while a firefighter pried open the doors separating him from his trapped best friends. On his phone, just one text from George fifteen minutes ago.

-Me and stinknap are trapped in an elevator-

And nothing since then.

Dream was terrified. Every text and call he gave each of them had gone unanswered. He had reminded the firefighters that every minute or so as they worked on the elevator. Why weren't they responding to him? Dream could only think of worst case scenarios. He couldn't actually think of any reason besides the worsts of why they wouldn't be responding.

He wrung his hands nervously and stepped close as the doors were finally pried apart to reveal the two.

It was quite a scene.

Sapnap stood with both his hands in his pockets, cheeks beet-red. His hair was a little ruffled and his head was missing a hat, but he seemed okay.

George was a different story. George's appearance actually brought heat to Dream's cheeks.

He was flushed a deep dark blush that crawled down his neck and out to the tips of his ears. His eyes stuck to the floor. He seemed out of breath and nervous, tugging at the end of his shirt with both hands. His hair was ruffled and out of sorts...underneath Sapnap's hat.

Even the firefighters seemed taken aback from the state of the two boys. Dream couldn't help his jaw from dropping at the ideas running through his head. He recovered quickly, but it didn't go unnoticed by everyone. The two boys climbed out of the elevator and thanked the firefighters. Quietly, they joined Dream on either side and started walking together.

Both boys seemed like they wanted to speak, but the embarrassment from the shocked expressions on Dream and the firefighters faces had stolen their words.

"So?", Dream tried. They both huffed in sync and instantly tried saying their piece at the same time.

"George was-".

"Sapnap is-".

They both cut off at the same time as they interrupted each other.

"Give me back my hat.", Sapnap demanded, leaning forward a bit to glare at George as they all walked.

"No! Now my hair is all fucked! Wait until we get into the room so I can fix it.". George caught a glimpse of Dream's increasingly darkening blush and groaned. "Dream please chill out you're stressing me out. Me and Sapnap were just, like fighting in the elevator.". The wording made Sapnap huff in amusement, really not helping things.

"None of my buisness, don't worry.", Dream said quickly. George groaned again, louder this time.

They reached the room eventually and everyone had mostly calmed down. Dream and Sapnap sat on the edge of one of the beds as George tossed off the hat and fixed his hair in the wall mirror. Dream couldn't help but look between his best friends again.

"Okay okay okay. Let me tell you what happened so you can stop panicking thinking I made a move on your boy or something.", Sapnap said and clapped his hands together. Dream and George both cried out at the wording, but Sapnap only laughed before launching into the story.

~•~

When Dream was done giggling, he threatened to tell the story on his next panel. Sapnap slapped his hat back over his head, confident George wouldn't be messing with it again.

And for the rest of Vidcon, George refrained from picking on Sapnap.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

#this is exactly what sapnap is referring to when george is being a bitch to him on stream #and the line ‘he knows i can’t fuck him up on stream’ is said #this is what ‘fuck him up’ means i will not be taking alternative explanations 🤞🏼#wishitweresummer

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fluffallamaful · 15 days

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The Counting Game

DreamXD and Dream are enjoying their new life in the Overworld, though it takes time to adjust to certain things. During a thunderstorm, Dream is scared of the loud noise so DreamXD keeps him distracted.

Hello. Surprise. Just a quick fic to post. This was finished in under a week but it was just a quick vent/comfort thing to write for myself. I adore settings where there's a thunderstorm and the characters are cosy. It's just so nice.

Also a little bonus story of Dream and XD in their early days in the Overworld. I'd say Dream is about 10 years old in this fic.

Pls Enjoy

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The transition to the Overworld had been pretty seamless, all things considered. DreamXD's worry for Dream adapting was quickly eased. His little brother absolutely loved the realm. He was fascinated by all the colours, and ran after every sheep, pig and rabbit; which was a nightmare for XD in the first couple days.

Before he’d left the End, XD had gone to the Kept Library and taken every book he could to learn about the Overworld. He knew it was a different world but he never realised just how different. There was no cold surface of endstone, but instead there was soft grass. XD knew this but he was shocked to see how many different shades of grass there were. He read all about the different flowers but the colours of them all were more breathtaking in real life than just an illustration in a picture. The close, stillness of the End was nearly forgotten on the first night. The warm air and cool night breeze was too pleasant.

Dream was not just okay with the move, but he was excited to learn. His days were spent running around the meadow biome and at night he was curled up in XD’s arms, reading some new book about the Overworld.

Today a sudden rain storm had struck, so Dream’s exploration had ended early and he came home drenched. After a quick dry off and given extra blankets, he fell asleep faster than usual as XD was reading him a book about the ocean monuments. Assured he was safe to go, XD carefully shuffled himself free and retreated to his own room.

XD never needed to sleep but he had made his own room in their house regardless. When they first came to the Overworld the siblings had travelled mostly until XD saw it was straining for Dream. They settled up in a birch forest until Dream wanted to travel again. So the routine became travelling, setting up for a few months and then travelling again.

For now they were set up on a mountain meadow. With XD slowly getting used to the Overworld blocks he set up a cosy house for them. XD’s room was modestly small, just enough for his bed. He had a book open on the villages of the Overworld, learning the different cultures and clans of each biome village. XD knew it would be important for Dream to make friends his own age but anxiety prickled his thoughts. It had been so long since XD spoke with mortals, and he needed to learn their cultures if Dream was to have a chance.

A flash of white filled the room and then there was a clap of thunder. XD gave a look outside to make sure nothing caught fire, and lamented a thunder storm was to be expected from the rain today. He was about to turn a page when his ears flickered to the sound of scuffling.

“XD!" Dream screamed as he burst into the room.

The relaxing atmosphere was instantly gone as XD shot up in his bed. “What is it?!” He opened his arms as Dream jumped up into the bed. A thousand terrible thoughts ran through his head as Dream scrambled into his arms. "What happened?!”

"A-a-a noise! Th-there was a loud noise!" Dream cried out. His eyes were wet with fresh tears. "Something c-crashed!"

"Crashed?" XD tilted his head. Relieved but still cautious he cupped Dream’s cheeks and wiped the tears from his cheeks. “What… Oh! Do you mean the thunder?"

As though given an example there was another crash of thunder, bathing the room in white again and Dream screamed. He buried himself into XD’s side.

“Shhh, it's alright, it's okay Dream." XD soothed their brother. "It's just thunder. We learned about this, remember!”

Dream shook his head into XD's side. While petting Dreams curls, XD waved their hand and materialised another book. They flicked it open at the right page and lowered it to Dream still in their side.

"See? Remember the book about the weather?” XD coaxed. Dream pulled his head from the safety of his brothers side. His green eyes were still wet with tears, and he sniffled as he tried to read.

"See? It's a thunderstorm." As XD's lower set of arms held Dream, he used his upper hands to hold the book steady and trace a finger along the words. “Thunderstorms occur in a type of cloud known as cumulonimbus. They are accompanied by strong winds and often produce heavy rain. They are characterized by the presence of lightning and it’s acoustic effect on the Earth’s atmosphere, known as thunder.”

Dream sniffled as he peeked out of XD’s side. His shaky breaths calming as he pulled himself out. XD smiled to his brother. One thing XD realised early on was a combat of Dream’s fear was knowledge. If he was scared or anxious, XD took him to the library where he’d lose himself in books; fiction or not.

Now it seemed to be working the same way. Dream was carefully reading the book and wiping his eyes clear until another sound of thunder boomed through the house and he retreated back to safety. He only squeaked this time instead of screaming, so it was some progress.

“Come on, Dream. There’s nothing to be afraid of.” XD hushed. “It’s just thunder.”

“I-It’s loud…” Dream sniffled.

XD couldn’t argue there. They closed the book and waved it off to disappear again. Of course it was different learning about something than actually experiencing it. “It won’t be here for long.” XD assured him and brought up the covers to Dream’s shoulder. “Do you want to stay here tonight?”

Dream nodded frantically into XD’s side, peeking out just slightly to ask. “Can-Can I have your cloak?”

XD’s heart warmed and of course he agreed. He waved one of his hands not wrapped around Dream and summoned his long green cloak. It worked well as a blanket, especially for young Dream and it became a comfort to him. Even with the fear of another thunder strike, Dream pulled himself back and reached for the cloak, making grabby hands at it before XD wrapped it around him.

The cloak was far too big for Dream and absolutely engulfed him, but he smiled for the first time since the storm started and cosied into the warm green fabric. He nuzzled himself back into XD’s side, not catching the slight twitch his older brother made. XD had to to hold himself back from giggling, but as the tickling feeling faded, it sparked an idea in XD’s head. A distraction.

“Dream.” XD started innocently. “Do you want to play a game to pass the time? Just until the storm is gone.”

Dream peeked out of the safety of his blanket and looked at XD with wet but curious eyes. “A-A game…?”

XD nodded. “The counting game.” He grinned.

Dream’s eyes lit up with a delighted sparkle and broke out into nervous giggles. “Y-Yehesss…”

XD’s grin widened as he moved himself to sit up. Dream sat up too, though still keeping the cloak wrapped around himself.

The counting game had served well in the past to tire Dream out and put him to sleep. XD figured it would work just as well to keep him distracted until the storm past.

“How many eyes do you have?”

“Two!” Dream squeaked and happily giggled as XD tapped over both his eyelids as he counted.

“One… Two! Correct!” XD praised. “How many noses do you have?”

“J-Juhust one!” Dream giggled when XD booped at his nose.

“So smart you are.” XD cooed. “So how many arms do you have?”

Instead of answering, Dream fell into sweet giggles, and wrapped the cloak tighter around himself.

“That’s not an answer.” XD grinned. “How many arms do you have?”

“T-Two…”

“Show me them.”

Dream squeaked and bundled himself up, as through trying to sink into the cloak blanket.

“I need to count them, Dream…” XD tried to keep his voice serious, but he was smiling too wide to seem actually serious. “Show me your arms.”

The young Dream giggled again but he slowly unwrapped his arms. He carefully brought them out, not really stretching them but enough to show them off. “S-See? Two.”

“Two!” XD agreed and before Dream could pull his arms away, XD stuck his hands into Dream’s armpits and scribbled his fingers in.

Dream squealed, immediately trying to kick away as he pleaded through his high high pitched laughter. XD pulled his hands back, not wanting to overwhelm the little one so soon. “Good job! Two perfect arms.”

XD could see Dream wanted to huff, but his cheeks were red and he smiled so wide. He was too happy to complain.

“Now. How many hands do you have?” XD asked.

Dream answered, showing off his hands and giggling when XD poked them with his claw. He answered ten for his fingers and giggled again as the God slowly counted them out.

“So smart. So smart.” XD praised. “How many legs do you have?”

“T-Twoho…” Dream had the cloak fallen around himself instead of wrapped. He kicked his legs forward just a little bit as though showing them off.

“Good. And how many knees do you have?”

Dream’s head tilted, as it wasn’t usually a question XD asked. “T-Two?”

“You’re right!” XD clamped his hands just above Dream’s knees and squeezed. His other hands held around Dream’s ankles, keeping his legs straight when he inevitably tried to kick them. Dream’s laughter came out in a surprised yelp. He threw his head back into a high pitched squeal and tried to bat XD’s hands away. It of course did no good but XD was merciful and let his hands be pried away.

“Y-Yohou’ve never cohounted my kneeees before…” Dream panted out.

“Well I should. I have to make sure all is right with them.” XD reasoned, though of course it was a lie. The truth was they and Dream recently just found out Dream’s knees were tickly and they wanted to test it out. “Now… How many ribs do you have?”

The squeal Dream made did very little to deter XD from tickling him. In fact it made him want to tickle him more. His little brother fell back from the knee tickling and was now wrapping his arms tightly around himself. “No!” He squeaked out.

“No? Do you not know?!” XD put on an overly dramatic voice and they gasped. “Well we have to find out!”

Before Dream could run, or plead. His hands were easily unwrapped from him and XD’s extra set of arms swooped in. They started at the top, latching on and kneading into the top two ribs.

“Two… Foooour.”

“EHEHEX DEHEHEHE!” Dream laughed as he shook his head side to side. He made weak little kicks into XD’s chest which did not hurt or deter the God at all.

There was another clash of thunder which faltered XD’s tickling a little. It was further away and the room never flashed, but XD waited almost expectedly for Dream to realise. But it seems in the tickling Dream hadn’t heard it. He still laughed over the tickling over his ribs, and screamed with laughter when XD’s fingers kneaded in again.

“I have to count and make sure they’re all there, Dream. Siiiix. Eight.”

XD terrible count stopped eventually, and he pulled back, letting Dream curl up to protect himself. He was panting and tired and XD knew he wouldn’t last long. Time to wrap it up.

“Well you have a perfect amount of ribs. Now how many toes do you have?”

Dream’s panting ended with a gasp as he curled up tighter. He tried to shield his socked feet with his hands, like it was any kind of protection. “T-Ten! I have ten! N-Noho nehehehed to cheheck!”

“Oh but I must check! What if you’ve misplaced one?”

Before Dream could sputter out how impossible that was, his ankles were snatched and he was yanked almost upside down. His socks were pulled off and tossed aside and XD was already grabbing at one of his toes.

“XDEEEEEEE!” Dream squealed as he tried to reach for his feet. It was impossible to reach and trying made Dream giggly from how silly it was.

“You are just making this longer Dreamie~” XD cooed. His fingers wiggled just slightly over Dream’s toes before he grabbed at one again. This time tickling his nail just slightly under it and grinning at Dream’s howl.

“EHEHEHEX DEHEHEHE!”

“One...two...three… You know it’s really hard to keep track of these toes when you’re wiggling them so much.”

“StohOHOP TihihihIHIcklihihing meheHEHE THEHehehen!”

“I am not tickling I am counting your toes. And now you’ve made me lose count again.” XD sighed dramatically as he restarted his counting, much to Dream’s screaming dislike.

Despite XD’s want to restart the count again, he could hear Dream’s laughter grow wheezy and weak. Instead he finished the count, giving a small skitter over Dream’s foot while he let go of his ankle, and watched the foot be yanked back into safety.

Dream was tired, giving out weak giggle between his laughs. His cheeks were rosy and eyes sleepy. XD gave in to his overwhelming love and bundled Dream up in his cloak again, wrapping him tightly in the makeshift blanket.

“N-Noho mohore tihicklihihing.” Dream giggled.

“No more.” XD promised. “Time for sleep.”

The two brothers settled in the bed again. XD looked outside to see the rain slowly letting up and the storm had for the most part moved past them. XD settled on the bed with Dream against the chest. The younger brother let out a loud yawn, and could barely keep his eyes open when XD started purring in his chest. It was like an immediate off switch, knocking Dream out and sending him into a peaceful slumber.

The lanterns in the room dimmed from XD’s magic before turning out completely. The room fell into a nighttime darkness with the sound of the rain softly hitting off the window. XD took in a breath and shut his eyes, letting the calm night atmosphere overtake him before he too fell asleep.

Yes. Moving to the Overworld had been one of the best ideas DreamXD ever had.

#💕💕💓💞💕🤎💜💕💖💘💝#so cuteeeeeeeeeeeee #such a perfect game for themeee #i love i love and i adore imagining how dream would react if XD asked him to play this game as an adult hehe #covenofwives

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tickly blobs tickle blobs tickly blobs yES

Relaxing with the Gods: Blob Dolls

DreamXD wants to show of his wonderful creation and gifts to GeorgeHD and Sapnap4K. Blob dolls crafted to look like them. He's just forgot to tell them that when the dolls are tickled, so are they.

Surprise fic, sorry. I spent two days saying to myself 'I wish I could write this' before realising I could. Also another into the Relaxing with the Gods series.

It's a short one but I hope you enjoy~

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“There’s no way you made these! These are amazing!”

“I didn’t know you liked to craft things. They’re adorable, XD.”

DreamXD sat in GeorgeHD’s space in the Godly Realm, his chest puffed out and a proud smile over his lips as the two older Gods, GeorgeHD and Sapnap4K were looking over his creations and praising him.

It had taken a while for XD to make a blob doll of the two Gods. It was the first time he’d taken so long to craft a doll. He wanted it perfect to show off for his friends and it seemed he had made it so.

4K held the doll in his hand, keeping it carefully between his fingers. XD had made the God’s dolls slightly bigger than the ones he made for Dream or George, but they still looked tiny in 4K’s hands. 4K’s blob had two horns on the top of his head and a tail behind it. The Nether God was admiring the tail of the doll and grinning wildly.

HD’s doll was harder to design but XD thought he made it work, and from HD’s smile and coos it seemed he had. The two dot eyes on the doll were different colours, a yellow and a slightly off-white to match HD’s own. While the body was still all white, a few catches of the light would make the doll shimmer, similar to HD’s skin and his starry hair.

“I can’t believe you never told us you made dolls as a hobby.” HD commented. He was turning the doll in his hand, watching it shimmer and smiling as it did.

“Well… I don’t know about a hobby.” XD shrugged. “I do it on and off really.”

“You should make more! Look at these little guys.” 4K cooed. His finger was lifting the tail of the doll. “You even got my little fluffy tail end.”

“They’re very soft too.” HD added. While he held the doll in one hand, his other felt over the material of the doll. “What did you make them-”

HD’s words ended suddenly, like they caught in his throat with a gasp, and one of XD’s eyes focused over on him.

The doll was still held in HD’s hand, their other hand poised by the doll’s side. The God made slight twitch, as though something unexpected brushed along his side. XD had to bite his lip to hold back his smile. “What happened, HD?” He controlled his voice enough to ask.

“N-Nothing…” HD replied slowly. Their voice held just a little bit of a tell. A small breathy laugh under their words.

XD couldn’t hold back their smile. It worked.

“What’s wrong with you?” 4K raised his eyebrow, but while his focus was on HD, his finger was absent-mindedly making curls with the tail of his doll. He’d gotten to the end of the tail, attached to the doll, and his claw just caught onto the doll and swiped down the tail.

4K definitely felt it. XD could see the shiver travel up his spine, and his black tail whipped out behind him like it was trying to flick something away. He seemed to pause, unsure what had just happened but then his eyes widened.

“Did you get tickled?!” He asked HD excitedly.

“NO!” The older God snapped back. “It wasn’t…” He stopped mid-sentence and turned to XD, who just couldn’t keep the smile off his face. “XD. How did you-?”

HD’s words were cut off as he was tackled to the ground. For a big guy, 4K moved surprisingly fast. He was on top of HD in seconds and wrestling the doll out of the older God’s hands.

“NO!” HD screeched. “Get off me! STOP!”

In all of HD’s fairness he was doing well to keep it from 4K’s grasp, but all it took was one well placed jab right in HD’s outstretched ribs and the arm that held the doll fell easily into 4K’s hands.

As quick as 4K jumped him, he just as quickly jumped back, holding the doll in triumph for just a moment before he started tickling into the dolls side.

If XD had any doubt the dolls were working, now it was confirmed. HD switched from near lunging to 4K to crumbling on the ground, curling up and pleading through his sudden laughter.

“OHOHOHOHO GOHOHOHODS! F-F-FuhuhuHUHUHUCK! F-Fohohour KAAAAAHAHAY! S-S...STOHOHOHOP!”

“No way! It tickles you! XD actually made a doll that tickles people! No chance!” 4K almost bounced with his words. His tail wagged furiously as his claws skittered around the doll’s body, and he squealed with delight seeing HD react. The starry haired God twisted and turned as though the claws were on his own skin. His hands grasped at his sides, his ribs and his stomach but it could not stop the ghost tickles all over him.

HD had no rest from the onslaught of tickles from his poor doll. Finally 4K gave him a break, but only for a second as he stopped tickling the doll’s side and ran his claw over the bottom of it. The laughter became a high screech that fizzled out into little giggles. He curled his legs into himself, his hands trying to desperately cover over his feet for what little help it would do.

“Yohohou...stohohOHOP! Leave-Leave my fehehehehet alohohohone! EEP! G-Gehehet yohohour tahahail AWAY!”

Along with the claws skittering over the bottom of the doll, 4K brought his tail up and it’s fluffy end flicked over the doll’s side. “Do you feel my tail on your ribs? Or your sides?” 4K cooed. “While my nails tick-tick-tickle your feet.”

“S-SohoHOHOhop! Y-YoHoHOhOHOU!”

The tickling along his feet and the soft tickles were not enough keep HD helpless. While still kicking his feet and rubbing along his sides, an ephemeral hand popped up beside 4K. He was far too focused in tickling the doll and couldn’t stop the hand before it jabbed into his side and made a tickly beeline right for his ribs.

“NO!” 4K arched his back and turned and wriggled but the hand kept on it’s journey. It worked the Nether God down onto his side as it make it’s way for the ribs. 4K abandoned the doll to grab at the hand, or at least bat it away. Right as XD hoped.

When 4K jumped for HD’s doll he’d abandoned his own in his excitement, and XD quickly snatched it up and hid it away. Now HD’s doll was in his grasp as well.

The older Gods took a moment of calm, and to take in their situation. With the tickling stopped, HD called off the hand attacking 4K and both looked at each other with the same thought of ‘Who has the dolls?’ before looking over to XD. He now had both dolls in his hand. 4K in his right and HD in his left.

“X...XD…” HD’s voice came out carefully, like he was dealing with a dangerous wild animal.

“Don’t get any ideas…” 4K added.

Out the corner of XD’s vision he could see 4K tense, ready to pounce and he quickly struck first. His hands holding the dolls kneaded into their sides and his other hand tickled over the front of the dolls.

Both Gods were immediately floored.

“EHEX DEHEHEHE!” HD wheezed. He curled up and held onto his sides. “Whihihiy mehehehe agahahain!”

“Yohohohour dehehead, B-Blohohondie!” 4K tittered out between his giggles. He had fought the tickles more than HD had and XD worried he would reach him, but he crawled forward just a bit before falling and succumbing to the laughter. “Whehehen yohou stohohohop...yohohohour dehehead.”

Maybe he was. In fact, he definitely was. XD never doubted 4K’s taste for revenge, but he could fully say this was worth it, seeing the two Gods helplessly laughing and wiggling around to try and stop the ghostly tickles they were powerless to. Yes, this revenge just might kill him, but he’d revel in this moment for as long as he could.

#covenofwives

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Halloween Mansion

Dream, George and Sapnap are invited to a fun Halloween event by their siblings DreamXD, GeorgeHD and Sapnap4K. They get to play hide and seek in a scary haunted mansion. But they definitely don't want to be caught.

Tah-Dah :D Happy (very late) Halloween! This fic was started a way back in September and I stupidly thought I could finish it for Halloween. Nope :) But it's done now and while I had to change and alter some stuff, I am super proud of it.

Warning that this is a real long fic so please take breaks if you need to and read in spurts if that's better for you. I want you to enjoy it to the fullest.

Enjoy~

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When the three Gods, GeorgeHD, Sapnap4K and DreamXD, said they had a special event planned for their siblings, there was equal parts curiosity and worry. The Gods had been saying for while they wanted a “play date” as it were with all of them. It was exciting to see the Gods so happy about the upcoming event but at the same time there was a fact looming over them that didn’t sit right with the Dream Team.

Halloween.

The day for candy and mischief was fast approaching. The longer the Gods were silent on the event, the more the Dream Team worried.

“It’s obviously a prank.” George reasoned. “HD tells me it will be ready soon. 4K is getting giddier every day. It’s a Halloween prank.”

The three had a rare free day together and spent the time hanging out. They were exploring through a forest and took a break in the afternoon. Naturally talk went to the upcoming event.

“It could be nothing.” Dream suggested, almost hopefully. “Get us all excited for the promise of something and then it’s just nothing.”

“Nah, 4K would actually cry if that was it.” Sapnap dismissed that idea. “He hates those pranks.”

“And they call it an ‘event’.” George pointed out. “So, whatever it is, it’s something big. Something that counts as an event to them.”

“What could be considered an event to a God?” Dream asked.

The three tried to bounce around more ideas, but they couldn’t reach an agreement, and without confirmation it would all just be guessing. None of the Gods were letting it slip what it was, so all they Dream Team could do was wait.

Painfully wait.

Finally they got news. Each of them received an invitation one morning, just showing up in their homes, with coordinates on it. It came a week before Halloween, and the invitation was decorated with cute pumpkins and bats. Definitely a Halloween event.

The three of them met up and after making sure it was the same invitation for all, went to the coordinates together. Unsurprisingly, the three God were there, ready to meet them.

“Finally finally finally!” 4K chanted happily. He jumped up from his spot on the log the three were sat at. “It took you so long!”

“You could have teleported us here.” Sapnap grumbled. “It took us all day!”

The three had headed out as soon as they were ready, which was just before noon, and by the time they reached the spot the sun was setting. It was closer to Kinoko Kingdom than anywhere else but none of them had ever been here. It was mostly a windswept biome, with steep hills and open fields. The three came to a forest line where the three Gods were waiting. With a very suspicious cobblestone wall behind them.

“We wanted you to get in the spirit.” XD said happily. He kept his arms down to his side but his hands were flexing and trying their best to keep still.

“What spirit? Tired?” Dream asked rhetorically, yet HD still responded.

“Exactly,” he started and his voice went low. “You’ve been walking aaaaaaall day and it’s starting to get dark. You just want to lay down and rest but it’s not safe out here. Then you see it…”

With a grin, and snap of his fingers, the cobblestone wall behind the Gods crumbled and fell away to reveal the forest behind.

The first thing obvious about the forest was that it was manually made. The trees were a mix of oak and dark oak, stretching up far to block out the sun’s light. Their branches were twisting unnaturally and their leaves were a rotting grey. The trunks of the trees had menacing faces carved into the wood, some that were only revealed when the light hit them a certain way. There was a worn out winding path through the trees leading up to dark crumbling gates, and behind that a massive mansion.

It was the full definition of a haunted mansion. The outside was decorated like an old timely building. It’s walls were an old white, almost grey with the decay look, and black roofs. The lights of the mansion were on, glowing an eerie orange, finishing the perfect picture of a haunted mansion deep in the woods.

The siblings were stunned, taking in every detail. It was Dream who spoke first. “When?! When did you even do all this?!”

“We’ve had the past few weeks to get this fixed up.” 4K boasted with a wide grin, his arms around both the other Gods.

“We are also Gods, this is not hard for us.” HD shrugged. “Most of the time was spent on designing the thing and designing the inside.”

“The inside!” George said excitedly. “Can we see inside?!”

“You will soon.” HD nodded. “But we have to explain the rules first.”

“Rules?”

The grin over 4K’s face widened, and even HD seemed to be holding back his own smile. The Nether God took his arms from the other two, letting them space out before HD carried on explaining. “This is your event. You’ll get to explore the haunted house we’ve made.”

“Buuuut,” XD added. “You’ve only got 20 minutes to explore and then find yourself a hiding spot. Cause after 20 minutes, we’re coming in to find you.”

“Find us?” Sapnap blinked as though confused. Then it clicked. “Oh! Like hide and seek right?”

“Yes! Exactly like hide and seek!” 4K excitedly nodded. He was practically bouncing on his feet. “We’ll give you time to look around you know, and admire our work. But then you’ve gotta find a spot to hide.”

“There are a few hiding spots in the house.” XD gestured back up to the mansion. “Some we’ve made secret. Secret doors, hideaways and crawl spaces.”

“But you’ll know all the hiding spots!” George quickly pointed out. “You three made them.”

“I mean…yeah” HD shrugged, chuckling a little with their admittance. “Honestly George, we’re going to find you eventually. There’s no time limit on how long we have. You just don’t want to be the first one caught.”

“Or the first one to tap out.” XD added.

The phrase ‘tap out’ sent a worry through all three of the siblings. One they knew the other was feeling. They gave a quick glance to each other before Dream brought up the courage to ask. “Tap out from what?”

“I mean, do we reeeeeally need to spell it out?” 4K grinned. “I think you know.”

As though to make a show and really get his point across, 4K lifted his hands in show and made wiggling motions with his fingers. If it was just hinted at before, it was very much laid out plainly now to different reactions. George’s face turned red under his mushroom blush with a nervous laugh. Sapnap flat out shouted while his face turned red.

“N-No! We didn’t agree to that!”

“Where is your Halloween spirit, Sap.” 4K lowered his arms and pouted. “You used to love Halloween when you were little. You’d ask for ‘tickle or treats’ all the time when you were little! You’d-”

“Stop!” Sapnap jump forward then, trying hard to cover 4K’s mouth a shut him up. It didn’t work exactly but 4K just laughed and struggled with his brother.

“It’s our Halloween present for you three.” XD explained with a smile. “We wanted to make something fun for you and get you into the season.”

“Wh-Whahat part of the Halloween season involves ti…th-that?!” Dream stuttered with his words, which was clearly noticed by the Gods.

Though XD smiled he didn’t point out it, and just answered. “Is it not in the spirit to run from monsters, and get soooo worked up over the thought of being caught?”

“Monsters catch you to eat you. They don’t catch to tickle usually.” George pointed out, glancing between the group and the mansion looming up ahead.

“The Halloween spirit is for fun tricks. Nothing gruesome or really harming.” XD said.

“If it makes you feel better George, you could think of us as tickle monsters.” HD smiled with his own amusement. “Those monsters wouldn’t hurt you.”

“Really?” George asked while watching over 4K and Sapnap’s scuffle.

The ‘fight’ between the two was very much over with Sapnap held up over 4K’s shoulder. Sapnap still fought as much as he could from his position, though it was hardly effecting his older brother. “If they didn’t ban me from tickling you I’d be wrecking you right now.” 4K growled playfully.

“Let me down and I will show you wrecking!” Sapnap growled back.

“Enough! Put him down, 4K.” HD called and despite an over dramatic huff, 4K obliged. Sapnap immediately scurried back to Dream and George’s side once he was free, glaring to his brother who just grinned back. “We are wasting precious time.” HD added.

“Yes yes of course.” 4K nodded enthusiastically. “We got to get to the game!”

Each of the Dream Team glanced up to the mansion again before looking to one another. They spoke without words, using their eyes only before looking back up to their brothers.

“What are the rules?” Dream asked.

The Gods smiled, 4K having to hold himself back from jumping for joy.

“You get 20 minutes to hide.” HD repeated. “It has to be somewhere in the mansion, it can’t be in the woods. Afterwards we’ll come find you. When we catch you, you’ll be tickled. When you safeword, the tickling stops and you lose.”

“If we see you, but we can’t grab you, you have a chance to run.” 4K grinned. “I mean, it won’t do you much good but you can run.”

“What if you can’t find us?” Sapnap asked almost hopefully.

“Oh we’ll find you.” 4K assured him. “We know every part of this mansion. We’ll find you.”

“Even if it does take us a while,” HD quickly added. “It doesn’t matter how long it takes us to find you. It matters how long you last the tickling. The one who taps out first loses.”

“And what happens to them?” Dream asked.

“That’s for later.” XD waved that off. “Now, is there any rules any of you want to add?”

The three looked at one another again. “N-No-No nibbling on my stomach.” Dream finally spoke.

“Oh true. He’ll die right away if we do that.” XD spoke so easily which made Dream’s face turn red.

“My wraps on my arms stay on.” George added in.

“Okay. That’s fair.” HD agreed then looked to Sapnap. “Anything for you?”

“Nah. You’re not even gonna catch me.” Sapnap boasted.

“Oh, really.” HD’s eyebrows shot up and a grin spread on his lips. “I hope I find you.”

Sapnap just grinned back, but Dream watched the way his legs twitched and he shuffled on his feet. It looked like he was readying himself, but Dream knew it was to let out his nerves.

“Yous ready then?” 4K asked with a wide grin. He was almost as jumpy as his brother, but he had a hunter glint in his eyes.

The siblings agreed, each growing more excited.

“Alright. 20 minutes. Your time starts as soon as you step towards the mansion.” HD said.

“Wha-! it should start when we’re in the mansion!” George whined.

“Walking on the mansion path still counts.” XD grinned. “So you three had better run there quickly.”

Dream tried to look to George and Sapnap, and organise a time to run together, but when he looked around George had already sprinted off, running up the path.

“What th-GEORGE!” Dream shouted.

“You’ve fucked it for us!” Sapnap shouted after but ran right after the brunette.

“Sapnap!” Dream shouted.

“Time’s started Dream! Better get moving~” XD called out.

Dream opened his mouth to argue but quickly shut it. He realised he was wasting time and quickly ran up after George and Sap who were near half way through the woods.

“They move fast when they’re timed.” 4K giggled and settled back down to sit on the log he was on before.

“Hopefully they’re fast enough.” HD said.

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The three burst into the mansion doors together. Sapnap and Dream quickly caught up with George and without even waiting threw open the large white doors.

The front hall of the mansion was a wide open grand space. There were doorways on either side of the room and beside each of them a large stairway that curved up to the second floor. Between the stairs was a large archway leading to a further hall. The floorboards were an old grey with a large red rug, leading down to the long corridor.

It looked like there was a library room on the right and some sort of living room on the left with a fireplace. Dream only had a quick glance of it before his attention was drawn to the stairs, as George ran up them frantically.

“George! We’ve got 20 minutes!” Dream called up.

“It’ll take us 20 minutes to find a hiding spot! This place is huge!” George called back as he ran through the halls. The sounds of his footsteps faded further and further until they disappeared.

There was some truth in George’s words. They couldn’t really explore much of the house and take in all the details with a time limit looming over them.

“He’ll just get lost. That’s his strategy!” Sapnap said while peeking around the corner to the library. “One of these bookshelves definitely open.”

Dream looked into the room too. It would make sense for a haunted house to have secret doorways, but none of the bookshelves looked different from the others. All were built into the walls and stretched up the high ceiling. It was tempting to find it, but Dream didn’t want to waste time with one room.

“Let’s look around together.” Dream suggested. “And this way if we find a spot we want, at least the other person knows not to go for it.”

Sapnap agreed and the two carried on. They gave a quick look into the living room with the fireplace and immediately noticed the fire was fake and the back of the fireplace opened up. The two crawled through to a hidden kitchen. The middle of the room taken up by a large hob stove, but there was no other doors out so they retreated.

The hallway through the archway only had two doors at the end of the hall. On the right lead to a dark study with only candles of green flame for light and the door on the left was to an observatory. The wall to the back garden was all glass and would have probably been a nice room to relax in during the day. At night through it looked out to the dark forest with many glowing eyes looking to the large window. Dream wondered how many of the eyes were fake effects the Gods put on, and how many were real animals checking out the place.

“Okay. There is so obviously more hidden rooms down this hallway.” Sapnap commented as they walked back to the front hall. “Look how big this space is, and we know the kitchen is there,” he tapped the wall to elaborate. “So we know they’re absolutely hiding secret rooms.”

“I’m more worried about trick rooms.” Dream thought out loud. It had been a though plaguing him since he stepped foot in the mansion.

“Trick rooms?” Sapnap asked with his head tilted.

“Well they’re Gods with unbelievable powers. They could easily make a sort of…illusion. Or teleportation we don’t realise. Open one door and it’s a bathroom, then close and open it again and it could be another hallway.”

Sapnap blinked in thought, his eyes suddenly wide. “I didn’t even think of that!” He mumbled. “Well maybe that will make it harder for them to find us.”

“I doubt it.”

They had reached the stairs and quickly climbed up them. While exploring downstairs they heard running footsteps of George upstairs, frantically trying to find a hiding spot but neither could see him.

The upstairs had a lot more space than Dream was expecting which lead him to believe he was right that some illusion was at work. He tried keeping a map of the floor plan in his head but this large hallway already didn’t make sense. The stairs lead to a long hallway forward and then it split into three separate directions with a cross section.

“GEORGE!” Sapnap shouted out. “Where are you?!”

The silence that followed was eerie and unsettling. Dream and Sapnap gave a look before Dream shouted out as well. Still no answer.

“It’s a big place, he’s not going to hear us.” Dream gave out the excuse, though it didn’t exactly sit right with him. They agreed that was the reason, but kept an eye out as they continued down the halls.

The hallways each held a few doors which they randomly opened to search. Dream came upon a large grand ballroom, with a piano playing itself in the corner, and strange dancing lights all around the ceiling. Next was a half elegant games room. One side the room was in tact and the other was a rotten, house of horror mess.

Sapnap near enough screamed when he found a room full of skeletons. Dream ran to his side ready to help but as he got there the screams died and he looked to see that the skeletons were unmoving. They were sat around a study, displayed in different activities, but they weren’t mobs and made no attempt to move.

Dream sighed in relief, letting his heart calm down while he shot Sapnap a grin. “Dude, really?” He chuckled. “A few skeletons and you scream?”

“I thought they were coming at me, okay!?” Sapnap huffed. His cheeks flushed to his mistake and he kept one eye on the skeletons even while he scoffed how stupid it was.

The urge to tease his friend faded when he was reminded of the time limit. Sapnap closed the door and Dream kept quiet when he swore he could have seen the skeleton at the desk move it’s head ever so slightly just to get a last look at Dream before the door closed.

“How long has it been?” Dream’s head worked to keep himself in the moment and off the creepy atmosphere. The grand paintings of unknown nobles that lined the hallways all had eyes following the two. That was standard house of horror, but out the corner of Dream’s eye he swore he saw some of the paintings change and move and their expressions grew more wicked and horrid.

“I don’t know I lost count when he came up here.” Sapnap admitted. “It was five minutes I think we were looking around downstairs. Maybe.”

Okay, that made sense in Dream’s head. He made a rough guess of how much time past and followed from there. To keep himself safe he assumed they had ten minutes left. Ten minutes until this house became a real house of horror.

“Look! An attic!” Sapnap elbowed against Dream’s arm, drawing him from his thoughts before jogging ahead.

Dream couldn’t see it at first until he followed after and saw the thin drawstring hanging from the ceiling. Sapnap had already jumped and grabbed the string to pull it down.

The house made a horrid groan as the attic hatch was slowly pulled down but it was nothing compared to the scream that followed after it.

Dream and Sapnap both jumped, Sapnap losing grip on the string, but it already fell. The stairs unfolded and clattered on the ground, offering a way up but Dream and Sapnap were still shaken from the scream. But it was a scream both of them knew too well.

“George?!” Dream called up.

“Wha-Dream?!”

There was the sound of footsteps approaching before George’s head popped out over the small opening to the attic. His brunette hair was covered in cobwebs and dust.

“You idiot! I thought you were them!” George called down, his voice high pitched with anticipation, but Dream could see the sigh of relief through his body.

“We were shouting on you, idiot.” Sapnap said as he took a step up the attic stairs.

“AH! NO!” George suddenly shouted and steps forward to block the hatch way up. “No! This is my hiding spot!”

“What?!” Sapnap looked up. “Let us up and see! You can’t just call a spot!”

“I just did, idiot! Find your own spot!”

“No! Fuck off!”

Sapnap tried to charge up the stairs as George tried to block the way in. Dream quickly followed after, stopping a scuffle before it could begin and one of them hurt themselves falling down the stairs.

“We’re not taking your spot, George, we’re just exploring the house. Just let us up to see what’s there.”

George glared at the two like they were lying to him before he finally moved out of the way. “If you even try, I’ll push you both out.”

George backed away from the entrance and Sapnap quickly scurried up. Dream followed up after, surveying the room slowly as he did.

The place looked like what was expected of an attic in a haunted mansion. It was a rather long attic thought the slanted walls of the roof around it mad it seem smaller. The walls were a mix of the dark grey wood and old wallpaper which was ripped and peeling at some parts. There were old rusting clothes railings holding old timely clothes, piles of chest and boxes, mirrors and vanity chests covered in old sheets and old chairs all strewn about the place.

The space was a perfect for hiding and Dream was kicking himself for letting it go so easily. He was talking himself more out of it the longer he stared. It would be harder to evade the seekers in the attic with only one way out, and if they closed the hatch behind them it would be game over.

“I’m going to hide in one of these.” George lead them over to the pile of chests. “The big one! I’m going to slip in with the small box on top so it looks undisturbed.”

“You’ll move the cobwebs, idiot.” Sapnap quickly pointed out. “They’ll notice.

“No! No! Watch!” George excitedly went over beside the chests. Dream thought it was cute how George was so protective over his hiding spot, yet was so eager to show it off.

The chests were completely covered over in thick cobwebs though Dream hadn’t seen any spiders around the house. He grabbed a handful of the cobwebs and tore them away, enough that a few boxes were revealed before he stood back. Dream and Sapnap watched, giving glancing looks to each other before it started.

The cobwebs began to grow back. Slowly they formed their webs and entwined with one another until they grew back completely and recovered the chests.

“See! They’d never know! I’ll be perfectly hidden.” George grinned with a sense of pride. “By the time they come to look for me, the webs will be back up and they won’t know which chest to get. They’ll give up.”

“Very brave to assume they’ll just give up.” Dream said. “They might leave but they’ll come back.”

George scoffed to the very idea of it, and threw off the cobwebs, which Dream took notice had slowly dissolved. They completely disappeared before they even hit the floor.

“When are they coming anyway?” George asked.

Dream was just wondering that as he spotted the small circular window at the front of the room. He went over to it and tried to get a look out. It faced out to the front of the house and the forest before that. Then, right at the edge, Dream could see the Gods still sitting.

Even before Dream could spot the Gods, he knew something was wrong. When Sapnap and Dream found the attic hatch it should have been at the far back of the house but this window was right at the front. The attic space wasn’t big enough to reach there.

“This mansion doesn’t make sense.” Dream turned back to the two.

“Well it’s a haunted mansion,” George said with a shrug. “It’s got some trick rooms.”

“No, I mean the layout. The attic hatch is at the far back of the cross hallway so it should be at the back of the house. But the window is right at the front of the house.” Dream worked through the map in his head, already knowing it wasn’t making sense.

“What? No!” George shook his head. “The attic is right at the start of the hall.”

Dream gave a look to Sapnap, confirming with a look that wasn’t right. “No. The attic is right after the cross section in the hallway?”

George raised an eyebrow. “What cross section? The hallway upstairs is straight.”

It was already obvious but it was good having confirmation that the house was definitely making illusions. That changed Dream’s plan of trying to keep outrunning the Gods. Any doorway could lead him right into their arms.

Sapnap argued with George over it as Dream looked back out the window. He could barely see the Gods beyond the forest as the sun was fully set by now. But he could see them just enough to make out the fact that Gods were moving. They stood up altogether and then started making their way to the mansion.

“They’re coming!” Dream backed off from the window. Adrenaline coursing through him, drawing in his breath as he turned to Sapnap and George. “They’re coming here!”

“What do you mean they’re coming here?!” Sapnap gasped. “It’s not been 20 minutes!”

“It clearly has!”

Even with the coursing panic and shouting between the three, they were all smiling.

“Get out! OUT!” George quickly pushed the two back to the hatch again. “This is my spot! Out!”

“G-Geohorge!” Dream chuckled while trying not to fall down the stairs.

“We don’t have a spot to hide!” Sapnap tried to excuse as he put up the most fight to keep in the attic. Still even with his strength, George got a good jab onto his sides and he was tumbling down the stairs and into Dream.

“That’s not my problem!” George shouted.

The attic stairs were pulled up as soon as their foot was off the stairs. Dream and Sapnap untangled themselves, just managing to stand up when they heard the front door open.

“Dream Teeeeeam~ Come out and plaaaaaay~”

It was 4K’s voice, eerily echoing throughout the house and bouncing off the walls. It felt like it hit Dream’s bones. Chilling him completely and soon he was running off after Sapnap who had bolted the moment he heard the voice.

“Split up!” Dream heard himself yelling.

“Good luck, brother!” Sapnap shouted after him before he ducked down the left hand split of the hallway. Dream went down the right.

The upstairs had changed since Dream and Sapnap went into the attic and came back out. Dream immediately noticed it. Instead of the attic laying just ahead of the cross pathways, it was now in the middle of a straight hall that lead to a T-shaped corridor.

The map Dream had trying to make for himself was thrown out of his head as he scurried down the corridor. The left wall was lined with tall windows, letting in the light of the moonlight which worked in Dream’s favour as the mansion lights suddenly shut off.

Dream heard the distant screams of George which he hoped was just from the lights going out and not because he was caught. While giving a mental good luck to George, Dream carried on.

On the right side was a line of five doors, with no indication to what sort of room they lead into. Dream stopped in front of one door when he heard footsteps quickly run up the stairs. He had no time to think anymore and picked a door, running through and slamming it shut behind him.

If he had been hoping for some room, luck was not on his side. It was another hallway. A long hallway with many doors on both sides.

“What the fuck…” Dream whispered under his breath before taking careful steps forward. Lights were still on in this hallway, though it was dim candlelights flickering.

There was no time to take in any more detail as Dream remembered there was a God chasing him. If he was quick about it he could duck into another room and there was no way they’d know which.

Just trying to pick randomly, Dream walked up to the third door on the left, opened it and stepped through. He came out to the same hallway, but out of the first door on the right.

“Wh-What?” Dream looked up and down the hall. He quickly turned back, going back through the door he came out and instead came out the door opposite himself.

“What in the Scooby Doo fuck is this?!”

Dream tried to leave out the door that lead him into the hallway but it instead brought him out to the door on his left. Dream was stuck.

He ran through a few more doors, trying to make some sense of what door would take him out what, but it was all random chance. He tried walking through the door but keeping the door behind him open and it didn’t work. It seemed like each doorway brought him out to a new version of the hallway, untouched but just as confusing.

A part of Dream worried he was really stuck but he shook that off. This was a haunted mansion made by his brother and his friend’s brothers. It was all for fun, they’d never leave him in here. Though it honestly didn’t help his situation.

Dream went through a few more doors before the hallway finally changed. He came out the of the doorway leading into the hall, but then at the opposite end of the hall there was a turn. Dream didn’t question any more. It was new and got him out of this hallway so he quickly followed it.

Unsurprising but just as confusing, the turn lead into another hallway. There was about ten feet of actual hallway, and then it turned into a moving hallway. A tunnel that spun around and around with flashing arcade lights embedded into the ever spinning walls.

Dream had known these kinds of hallways were called vortex tunnels. He’d heard of them at carnival fun house rides but had never seen them. Even looking at it now was making him dizzy and making his eyes unfocused.

There was another door down at the end of the spinning hall, but the way forward wasn’t easy. Though Dream knew in his head he could get through it he was debating if it was worth it when he heard the click of a door opening, and a voice called out behind him.

“Who’s gotten caught in the trick hallway?”

It was GeorgeHD’s voice, chuckling with amusement and a tinge of a growl behind his voice.

There was no more time for debating, Dream just quickly leapt into the tunnel.

It wasn’t spinning too fast, at least not as fast as Dream thought. The flashing spinning lights were making it look faster but when he was up and actually watching it, he could easily follow the movement. He quickly stepped onto the shifting tunnel, moving in step with each turn he took. It meant he had to go slow, but at least he was moving.

He came to just about halfway through the hallway when he heard the footsteps quickly behind him. Dream looked over his shoulder to see HD standing at the end of the hallway. His eyes caught Dream’s and he beamed with a huge grin.

“Well hello, little champion.”

Nerves and anxiety welled in Dream’s chest, and came up in a mix of a squeak and hysterical giggles. He just about managed to let out a few no’s until he realised he had stopped moving.

Like a Looney Tunes moment, as soon as Dream realised his legs hadn’t moved the tunnel still did and he lost his balance. His hand tried to steady on the tunnel’s side, but it was no use when that moved too and Dream found himself on the floor of the ever spinning hallway.

“Well that was a mistake, wasn’t it?”

Dream turned on his side quickly, trying to look over his shoulder to get his eyes on HD before the tunnel spun him again. They still stood at the end of the tunnel, looming over Dream. They seemed excited when Dream looked at them, easily stepping out into the tunnel. They didn’t have to step carefully like Dream did. The spinning didn’t even bother HD as he stepped out. He didn’t fall or lose his balance in the slightest. As the tunnel span, HD moved with it with his feet firmly on the tunnel’s surface. They took another step, only this time it was while they were upside down.

“W-Wahait! WAHAHAIT!”

Dream tried sputtering his pleas, but it was hard to keep his eyes on HD and to keep readjust himself to the tunnels spin. He had managed to get the same motion going with his arms as he had with his legs, but one of his hands slipped and he was rolling again.

“You’re so silly, Dreamie! You’re stumbling all over the place.”

“NOhoho! Ihihi’m nohot! I-Ihit’s thihis tunnel!”

He tried to right himself again, but it was practically no use. He was confused and dizzy and overwhelmed with the giggles as HD made his way closer and closer. Walking because he knew he didn’t have to run.

When the God was just a few steps away, Dream made a last ditch attempt to escape. He was about halfway to the end of the tunnel, he could reach it so easily, he knew he could!

The tunnel made another spin and Dream moved with it. He rolled onto his back and let the tunnel roll him, getting him onto his hands and knees and he pushed himself forward. He cleared a good distance and managed to get his legs working to work with the tunnel’s spin again. The end was in sight!

“No you don’t!”

The back of Dream’s cloak was grabbed and he was yanked. Pulled up and up into waiting arms that wrapped around his chest and held him in close.

“NO! NO! Thahat’s noHOT FAHAIR!”

“I snatched up a little champion!” HD’s voice was gleefully pressed against Dream’s ear. “I got XD’s cute little brother!”

“STOHOHOP!”

The lights kept spinning with the tunnel, disorienting Dream. It didn’t help with HD moving him around. He was released from HD’s arms and laid onto the floor. Or…what was the floor for now. Dream was on his back with HD straddling over his legs. The God had no worry for the tunnel’s spinning, but when Dream realised his position, he panicked.

“W-Wait! Wait! Please!” Dream pleaded. “I’ll fall!”

HD’s response was a scoff, and didn’t stop him from yanking up Dream’s top to just above his ribs. “Like I would let something like gravity get in the way of tickling you.”

The tunnel came to another spin and Dream tried pleading again but to no avail. All he could do was brace himself, preparing for the drop. But it never came. Dream scrunched his eyes shut but risked a peek out. He wasn’t falling, but the tunnel was still moving. Dream could feel his clothes trying to fall. His hair fell over his face and he looked up to see the hallway he walked in through was on the roof. Dream was upside down, but he was perfectly stuck to the wall.

“Wh-Wha-at?!”

"Now enough of that silliness.” HD’s voice snapped Dream back into the moment and drew his eyes back to him. Just in time to see the swarm of ethereal hands appear out from behind the God. “It’s time to get you tickled.”

“W-WAIT!”

Dream screech fell on deaf ears, and turned into a squeal of over anticipated laughter. He shrieked and screamed as the hands descended upon him one after the other. The first ones grabbed at his sides, kneading him up and down, then his ribs were vibrated over and finally his stomach was prodded, skittered and tickled. His arms flailed, trying to bat away at the hands but he could never hit them. To be fair he couldn’t really see where he was hitting as his eyes squeezed shut again with is laughter.

“STOHOHOHOP! HEHEHEHEDEHEHEHEHE!” Dream gasped as hands stuck into his armpits. Thumbs drilled into his pits and fingers scribbled along the back of his ribs.

“Its such a shame your tummy is off limits to nibbling, because I would have absolutely nibbled you up.”

“H-HEhehehHEHEDEHEHEHEHE!” Dream squealed as his face burned red.

“I had hoped I’d find the little spitfire. He was so cocky and I was so looking forward to tearing him apart. But tickling you is just as rewarding.” HD carried on like Dream wasn’t even talking. Like he wasn’t even there.

Though in all honesty, Dream could only hear ever other word the God was saying. He couldn’t hear much over his laughing and he couldn’t focus himself enough with the spinning lights and the world just constantly turning. While Dream might not have been falling, his body still felt every spin and the sensation of being upside down.

“P-Plehehease! H-HeheDehe…” Dream’s laughter faded down, turning more into pants of breath and giggles. HD’s tickling ethereal hands had stopped and faded off. “I-Ihihi’m dihizzihihiy!”

“Are you dizzy, little champion?” HD’s voice went softer, but it was overly so. “Why ever for?”

“The ro-hohom is spihinnihihing!”

“Well don’t focus on that, you silly. You should be focusing on these tickles you’re getting!”

“HEHEheheheDEHEhehehe!” Dream’s face burned brighter. He brought his arms up to hide his face. While still hiding his face he tried to reach down for his mask, but his hand was snatched up.

“Uh uh. None of that now.” HD moved Dream arm back up to his face with the other. “If you wanna hide it’s gotta be in your arms, mister.”

“No! Nono! Thahat’s nohot fair!” Dream whined behind his arm. He peeked out over the top, trying to see where HD’s next attack was coming from, but the God had his eyes down, focused onto something else. Dream at first thought he was looking at his mask, but then he felt a poke against his hip and Dream squealed.

“HEHEDEHEHE!”

“I’ve always seen you in this outfit. During your challenges and manhunts. You always show off your hips and sides. Why is that?” HD wondered aloud.

“Wh-Wahat!” It wasn’t the question Dream expected. And it was hard to think of a response when his mind was hazy from the spinning and the ghostly tickles still coursing through his body.

“You’re on the run, from hunters,” HD started as they put their two fingers on Dream’s hip, just above the waistline of his combat trousers. “And you wear a body suit that shows off your sides and hips when you should be covered as much as possible.” Their fingers started walking slowly up Dream’s hip. “Your sensitive little sides and hips are so exposed. I had to assume you wanted them to be noticed.”

“No! Nohohoho! I dohohon’t! Ihihi dohohon’t!” Dream tittered and tried to bat HD’s hands away though it was no use. The God’s arm was unmoving and even when Dream tried to grab at his hand, HD carried on like nothing.

“You want people to notice your hips.” HD announced like he came to the conclusion, and a wide grin spread on his lips. “Which is perfect for me, cause I want to nibble those hips.”

“NO! NO!” Dream screamed. He struggled with renewed vigour, kicking his legs and trying to push his HD’s hands away. “N-Nohoho! You-You cahahan’t! I cahan’t behe n-n-nihihibbled!”

“Your tummy can’t be nibbled.” HD corrected with his grin spreading wider. “Your hip and sides are fair game.”

Dream was moved again, though this time it was his own fault. He felt HD weight lift from him and he immediately tried to turn over on his side to scurry away. His escape attempt was less than a second long before HD was back on his legs, only now Dream was on his side.

“Wait! NO! Stop stop stop!” Dream pleaded desperately. He tried pushing his hand over HD’s shoulder which stopped the God but Dream had a feeling that was from HD’s choice. “Dohon’t! Please don’t!”

“If you want me to stop, you know what to say.” HD reminded him. “Until theeeeen~”

The God opened his mouth wide, showing his full set of sharp teeth and eager grin. Dream only managed to scream for a second, before he fell into hysterical laughter and jumbled, unintelligible babbles in a plead for mercy.

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“Good luck, brother!” Sapnap shouted after Dream as the two had split up. Dream had taken the right side of the hallway and Sapnap ran down the left and quickly burst in through the first door he came across.

It was a bedroom Sapnap had burst into. It was old, dusty and the air was thick but it wasn’t messy. A large bed pushed against the wall on the right of the room with a chest at the end of the bed and a vanity table close beside it. There was a large wardrobe which Sapnap had considered hiding in but then something beside it caught his eye.

It was a wooden panel, half way lifted up revealing a small lift inside. A dumbwaiter!

Sapnap hissed out a quick ‘yes’ as he ran over to the wall. He pushed up the wooden panel and took a look inside. It was a simple dumbwaiter but it was big enough for Sapnap to get in and it had a simple rope pull at the side so he could work his way down.

The thought crossed his mind that it might be dangerous, but he was fuelled by adrenaline and the hope his brother wouldn’t allow him to get hurt. He climbed in quickly as he could, trying to listen out for any approaching footsteps but he wouldn’t risk it anymore; shutting the door and working the rope to pull himself down. Eventually it came to a stop and Sapnap reached for the handle of the door out before suddenly pulling his hand back.

What if they’re out there waiting?! He thought to himself. He tried to listen out to the unknown room, pressing his ear to the wood before slowly lifting the panel. Thankfully, the room was empty. Now Sapnap just had to figure out where he was.

It was a dining room Sapnap spilled into. There was a large table stretching from one end of the room to the other and chairs all lined up. It seemed like a completely normal room, except Sapnap quickly noticed there were no doors, but there was a suspiciously large bust of an old guy next to an empty part of the wall and with just a minute of searching, Sapnap found a button in the statue’s eye which slid open the wall beside it out to the hall.

The hall was empty which was another weight off Sapnap’s mind. He gave a quick peek out both ways and there was no sign of anyone. Sapnap was safe, but the feeling only lasted a moment.

Safe for now, Sapnap still needed to find a hiding spot and the layout of the mansion changing seemed intent to thwart him. He had planned to find an easy hiding spot and while the God overlooked him, take the time to run and duck out of sight. That idea was no use when the building seemed to change.

But Sapnap couldn’t wallow for long as he caught sight of the open wall that was the secret doorway. The walls were thick but the space between them was hollow. Easily large enough for him to slip through.

An idea struck in Sapnap’s head and before he had the chance to think it over, Sapnap quickly slipped in between the walls. As though realising his idea, the secret door to the dining room closed behind him.

There were no lights between the walls of course so it was near pitch black. There were some speckles of light coming in through tiny holes in the walls, but Sapnap’s eyes were easily adjusted to the dark. Sapnap could just about fit in the walls, his shoulders touching either side, but that was more than enough space for him to move comfortably.

“They’ll never look in the walls.” Sapnap almost giggled to himself.

It was a good plan but now the only place Sapnap could move to was forward. It wasn’t good not knowing where he was going but if he stayed still for too long he’d get bored and give himself away. So he moved.

It was impossible to know where he was moving to but he came to a lot of turns in the hallway and followed them around. He tried to peek out through the tiny holes in the walls, making out certain rooms he was passing by but nothing interesting. The worrying thing was that he hadn’t heard any of the God’s roaming around.

It was good he was avoiding them, but Sapnap hated not knowing where they were. He definitely preferred being the hunter in these situations.

Eventually, after wading through the cobwebs and dust that was absolutely settling in his lungs, Sapnap realised the space in the walls was getting thinner. It wasn’t like he had much of a choice but it was getting more worrying the further he went the harder it became to move. Eventually Sapnap was forced to walk sideways to progress forward.

It seemed like the tunnels opened up a bit more after a few steps and while they did it wasn’t enough room for Sapnap to turn. He was stuck in a less than ideal position that was impossible to run from. Luckily, he shouldn’t really have to. There was no way they’d think to look for him in the walls. Sapnap was perfectly safe.

“Who’s hiding in the waaaaaaalls~”

A cold sweat ran down the back of Sapnap’s neck and he froze mid-step. It was XD’s voice that crawled up through the halls. Sapnap could have sworn on his fiancé’s lives that he didn’t hear anyone walk by, but then suddenly he heard the slow footsteps of the God which sounded right beside him.

Of course, Sapnap remembered. XD can float. An important fact he had so carelessly forgotten about in his giddiness.

“Which of our little brothers has become a little mouse? Squeaking around in the walls…”

There was a few well placed taps on the wall that Sapnap had to bite his lips down to not make a noise from. None were directly on him, but the were close to send his mind in a panic.

I need to go back as quiet as I can. He resolved, but the plan was foiled before he could even attempt to move.

The passageway ahead of Sapnap suddenly closed up. The narrow tunnel between the walls filled with what looked like cement and in the blink of an eye it hardened.

“No! Wha-!” Sapnap yelped before he could catch himself. He quickly tried to walk back the way he came, but as soon as he turned the walls ahead opened.

It wasn’t like the hidden door from before, swinging open, this time it was the front wall melting away into the room wherever XD was, and then XD leaned in. His arms braced against the opposite wall, blocking Sapnap from even trying to escape, and he leaned in with a curious smile before seeing Sapnap and it grew into a wide grin.

“Ohohoho! Little Sapnap!” XD giggled with delight. “I honestly thought it would be Dream to fall for the trap!”

“No! S-Stop!” Sapnap squealed and struggled back. The walls were too close to move far, and his shoulder touched onto the concrete blocking him in.

“I didn’t think you’d go for the walls,” XD spoke so casually. “I thought you’d be a runner for sure. But you’re just a little mouse.”

“Shut it!”

“A trapped little mouse.” XD made a step forward and Sapnap screamed.

“Stay away!”

“Our little mouse is stuck!” XD said gleefully.

“I’m not!” Sapnap snapped his teeth. He pressed himself as far as he could to the concrete and out of XD’s reach. Though nothing was out of his reach.

I can sneak under him and run. Sapnap quickly thought. His eyes scanned looking for a way out but XD spoke again.

“But you are…”

The walls tightened around Sapnap’s body just ever so slightly. It didn’t hurt him, but Sapnap still yelped. He pushed against the wall and wiggled, trying to get any room but it was no use.

“NO! That’s not fair!” Sapnap pleaded. “You can’t just do that!”

“I don’t recall that being in the rules.” XD hummed thoughtfully. One hand tapped on his chin, the other was reaching out towards Sapnap. “I believe the rules we were given was not to nibble on Dream’s tummy and not to touch George’s wraps.”

“S-SssstooOOOOP!” Sapnap shrieked.

“And you were offered to make a rule but you very bravely refused. Actually you boasted you didn’t need one.”

“I dohon’t-! I-I-!” Sapnap crumbled the closer XD’s hand got to him. “GEHET A-AHAw-awahay!”

“I’m helping you, little mouse. You’re stuck.”

“I dohon’t wahan’t your he-EEEEEEEP!”

The hand reaching out for Sapnap suddenly dropped down and grabbed around his ankles. The walls loosened ever so slightly as XD pulled and Sapnap was yanked down. He screamed but as he hit the ground it was soft, like falling onto a bed. His mind was in a mix of confusion; panic from the hand around his ankle and puzzled over the unusually soft landing. In his confusion he didn’t think to try and escape, and the walls squeezed close into him again, trapping him once more.

“Oh you fell!” XD spoke innocently, but his face was still grinning.

“Y-You-You pulled mehee!”

“I’m just trying to pull you out of the wall!” The hand clamped around Sapnap’s ankle pulled him just a little bit more, stretching out his leg and placing his foot in XD’s lap.

Sapnap tried to kick his legs away, but even his other leg was snatched up and held up and out of the way.

“Wait! Wait wait wait wait!” Sapnap’s voice melted from accusing to pleading. “Plehease! Please! Lehet me gohohoho!”

“I’m trying to, little mouse, but I need to pull you out.” XD’s hands were even trying to pull. Now while two sets of his hands held Sapnap’s ankles, his other hands began untying Sapnap’s shoes.

"NONONONO! Stop STOP!”

“This will help you wiggle out of there!” Sapnap’s shoes were off and tossed to the side.

“Juhust mohohove thehe wahahalls!”

“Nope!” Was all XD said before his nails touched onto Sapnap’s soles.

The tickling was instant, with no light flutter build ups or any real warning. XD’s claws raked up and down Sapnap’s soles before he tickled just lightly over his toes and then ran the pads of his index fingers up and down Sapnap’s arches.

Sapnap screamed with his laughter. Half was screaming for mercy, the other half was just random words and nonsense from his panicked, fried brain. He beat his fists against the walls, the floor, anywhere he could reach to get out the overwhelming feeling running through his nerves. Sap’s feet weren’t even that badly ticklish, but the tickling combined with being unable to move made him overly sensitive.

“You got to wriggle more than that little mouse.” XD spoke when Sapnap’s laughter calmed down. He had stopped tickling, but kept his nails on and poised to Sapnap’s soles, like a warning.

“I’m...Ihi’m nohohot aha m-mohousssse…” Sapnap managed to pant out.

“You scurry around in the walls, and get stuck in tight spaces. That is very mouse-like.”

“Mihice don’t get stuhu-AAAA!”

Sapnap was pulled once again, coming a bit more out of the wall before they closed in again. This time XD had access to his legs and he immediately got to work. Kneading and squeezing up and down Sapnap’s thighs. Skittering on the back of his knees. Sapnap got a little more kick in his legs but that didn’t help him at all. XD’s hands could hold him down and tickle him.

“Little mouse is almost out~” XD voice carried in an almost song. “I’m almost at his riiiibs~”

“NOHOHO! Nonohohoho! Noho yohohou’re nohohot!” Sapnap tried to claw and crawl further into the wall but anytime he got just a little give he was pulled back, only now his stomach was pulled out of the wall and exposed to XD’s waiting hands. The hoodie and top underneath was quickly yanked up and out of the way, free for XD’s skittering fingers.

“STOHOhohOoHOP! Pleheheheahease!”

“The little mouse needs to say his safeword if he wants it to stoooop~”

“NaAHAhaAhaAHA! Nnn-”

XD’s skittering claws rounded to Sapnap’s back, which was less tickly but still made him squirm. When the God’s hands started travelling up on his back though his voice got high and he squeaked out his pleas.

“PLEHEHEASE! Ple-Plehease! Please! N-Nohohoho mohohore! M-Mehehercy!”

“If you want it to stop you just gotta say the word.” XD shrugged. They lessened their tickling, allowing Sapnap a small break and a moment to talk. They kept his nails poised over Sapnap’s skin twitching just ever so slightly but not outright tickling him.

“N-Nohoho! No! I wohon’t!” Sapnap turned just ever so slightly to look at XD. Sometime between the tickling and walls moving, he had taken his mask off, keeping the criss-crossed wraps over his eyes but letting his wide smile show. “I’ll… L-Listen! Listen! I’ll-I’ll tehell you whehere Geohorge is hiding!”

XD made an over exaggerated gasp, his claws tightening just ever so slightly on Sapnap’s back. “You! You’d sell out your friends to save yourself!”

“Yehes!” Sapnap squeaked. “YES! Absolutely! You love tihihickling Geoohorge ahanywahay!”

“I love tickling anyone I find!” The End God sat himself up straight, squaring his shoulders like he was ruffled. “That includes...little,” he gave a poke into Sapnap’s sides, “sneaky,” another poke, “mice,” another poke, “who sell out their friends just to scurry away again.”

“Nohohohohonononoooo…” Sapnap’s giggles faltered and turned more into desperate pleas. “Dohohon’t!”

“And little sneaky mice who sell out their friends need to be extra punished.” XD grinned as he spoke, putting emphasis on his teeth clicking together and showing off his wide array of fangs.

There were taunting Sapnap. They were showing him what was going to happen. What he was going to be tickled with.

The will to live kicked into Sapnap’s limbs, surging him with energy. He kicked his legs hard enough he almost got out of XD’s hands, but even when one of his legs did get free he still couldn’t pull himself out of the wall. His leg was snatched up right away and he was pulled further out of the wall.

“WAHAIT! WAIT! DON’T-Dohon’t you dare…!” The warning would have been better taken if Sapnap’s voice didn’t get high and squeaky. And the person he was trying to threaten wasn’t a God.

Sapnap’s arms were free but were still just as useless. XD held them down pretty easily, and then his top was yanked almost up and over his head and the fangs were on the back of his ribs.

The fangs moved just ever so slightly but it was enough to fry Sapnap’s brain to the brink of insanity. He screamed and laughed and blurted out Prime knows what before the tickling was over and he was left panting on the ground.

By the time Sapnap felt somewhat conscious again, he felt XD’s hand pat on his side.

“You tapped out.” The God said it almost proudly.

Sapnap groaned into the ground before bringing up his arms to cover his face. His top and hoodie had been set right, though ghostly tickles still ran through his nerves and giggled in his words.

“Dihid I tahahap out f-fihirst?”

“Don’t know yet.” XD shrugged. “We will find that out when the others are done. Now come on.” He pat on Sapnap’s side again before standing up. “Let’s get you outside. Fresh air will do you good.”

Sapnap groaned in protest but it wasn’t really up to him. His body was like jelly and out of his control. He was brought up into XD’s arms as the God turned and began walking down the hall and out the front door.

The cold night air hit his face and the sound of distant owls hooting rang in his ears. It was a peaceful night. Enough that it settled Sapnap right to sleep for a quick nap.

---

George pulled the attic door up, slamming it shut for extra measure, making sure Dream and Sapnap knew they weren’t welcome. He felt a little mean, worrying they wouldn’t get a spot, but in a competition he wasn’t going to lose because of them.

He began pulling off the cobwebs right away, too frenzied to realise the thick veil of cobwebs had grown in denser. He just about got the boxes uncovered, but as he went to open his box to hide in, the cobwebs already started regrowing and covering the box again.

“What?! No!” George huffed and pulled the cobwebs off again. They grew back, and this time George could see the webs growing back in thicker. “You stupid-! Fine!”

Abandoning the task of pulling off the cobwebs, George instead pulled open the box he was going to hide in. He had to open it carefully, so as not to have the smaller box on top fall off, but George was too jittery with the prospect of being caught and frustrated from the cobwebs he threw off the box lid too fast.

The smaller box tumbled off and got caught in the cobwebs. It wasn’t such a bother but it made it obvious the box below, that George wanted in, had been disturbed.

“No! Just-Fuck!”

George was getting frustrated, not thinking clearly. He slammed the box close and tried to quickly reach for the dropped box, but his arm just brushed along the cobwebs as he reached over and that was enough to get caught.

The webs, now so thick they couldn’t be seen through, ensnared George’s arm. The webs stuck onto the cloth around his arms and even as George tried to pull back in a panic, the webs held him tight.

“NO! Nonononono!” George’s voice rose higher and higher the more panic set in. He knew he had a limited time before one of the Gods would eventually find this attic and each second fighting with this web was wasted. But George made the mistake of trying to pull away at the webs again, and that just got his other hand stuck too.

George shrieked in frustration, pulling at the webs to no avail and kicking at them to only get his leg caught. He knew struggling was making it worse. He just needed to calm down and think his way out of this. But when he took a breath and tried to calm down, the attic door open. And there was no calm anymore.

“Well, well, well…” The rumbling voice of the Nether God purred. George swung his head around as much as he could to see Sapnap4K slowly making his way up the attic stairs. He looked at George with wild, excited eyes. Like a hungry predator who just found his prey. “It’s the little prince who got caught in the webs.”

“NO!” George shrieked in time to the attic door slamming shut. 4K rose up to stand at his full height, almost reaching the attic’s ceiling with his horns. “WAIT! This isn’t FAIR!”

“Oh what’s not fair?” 4K’s head tilted. His voice mimicked concern but his eyes were still wild and his grin was taunting.

“I just…” It was a trap, George absolutely knew it was a trap, but the chance to plead for some kind of mercy he was not going to let pass. “I was trying to hide and this…web just caught me!”

George tried pulling at the web to make his point, but also trying in vein to pull it away. 4K nodded along sympathetically but his expression was amusement. Of course he was finding this funny.

“And th-that’s not fair!”

“You were given just as much time as the others to hide.” 4K mused, bringing a hand up to his chin to look thoughtful.

“Yes! Y-yes but this web just started going crazy! I had a good hiding spot, you would have never found me!”

“Really?” A flash of something sparkled through 4K’s eyes. A challenge perhaps. “Well then tell you what. I’ll give you ten seconds to get out of the web. If you can get out of the web in ten seconds, I’ll give you another 10 minutes to find a hiding spot. Sound fair?”

It wasn’t fair, and George screamed as such. “The time was twenty minutes! They got twenty minutes!”

“You did too.” 4K quickly pointed out. “And the web caught you. Really you shouldn’t be given any more time but I’m feeling merciful. Ten seconds to get out for ten minutes. Take it or leave it.”

George opened his mouth to shout unfairness again, but he quickly closed it and looked to the webs again. Those webs he had torn away so easily before, he could do it again. He could get away. He looked back to 4K and nodded.

“Deal!”

4K’s grin widened. “Ten… Nine… Eight…”

George’s heart raced and he turned back to the cobwebs. His arms were stuck, but there was a weaker point right where his left arm was and he tried to focus on it, pulling at his arm with all his might.

“Seven… Six… Five…”

The countdown was making George nervous. It was making him giggle out the squirming nerves in his stomach and losing focus. That was the reason he was breaking free, he decided. He was giggling too much so no matter how hard he pulled he wasn’t breaking free.

“Four… Three…”

4K’s voice sounded closer and George could hear the thump of his boots approaching. “W-WAHAHait! NO! You-You can’t come near me!” George yelped, making one harsh pull against his arm which actually got a bit of it free. “Wait! I’m doing it!”

“Two…”

A shadow towered over George, blocking out the light and while he might have got just a bit of his arm free it was nowhere near enough. Not when he felt 4K’s breath over the top of his head.

“W-Wait…”

“One!”

Warm darkness engulfed George’s vision. He was easily pulled up and away from the webs holding onto him so tightly before. He thrashed and tried to scream, pulling himself up so his vision wasn’t blocked by 4K’s stupidly thick arms.

“Let! Me! GO!” George kicked his legs and beat his fists into any part of 4K he could get, but it was a useless struggle.

The Nether God just laughed, pulling George further from the pile of boxes and the webs that fixed themselves up again. Further from freedom. “The little prince caught in a spider’s web~”

“ShuHUT UHUP!” George’s face burned red. He felt 4K finally stop and then sit down. George was planted on his lap but he wasn’t even allowed a second to get his barrings as fingers dug into his sides and began tickling.

“NoHOooHoHOhooHOHOHOOO!”

“You’ve been caught in the spider’s web, Georgie. And I’m the big bad spider.”

“Nohoho yohou’re nohohot! STOHOHOP!”

The fingers over George’s side switched from kneading in to skittering. The fingers scurried over George’s side, down his back and then over his stomach and chest. While George managed to keep his laughter down to giggles, holding back as much as he could, he couldn’t help but throw his head back and burst with laughter at the never ending onslaught. No matter where George’s hand went to try and stop 4K’s, the hands tickling would quickly flit to a new spot.

“Plehehease! StoHOHohOP!”

“Now you’ve been caught, Georgie. And you know what happens when you’re caught in the spider’s web?”

“NohoHOHO!”

“It means you get gobbled up!”

The attic turned on it’s side as George was lifted up. The arms he was trying to bat away he was now grasping onto for dear life. The fangs just brushed along George’s side and it was enough to make him scream.

Every limb kicked and hit for freedom, though it was like hitting a rock. George’s top had been pulled so the fangs brushed over his skin, nibbling up and down his sides.

George’s brain was in a constant battle. Trying his hardest to escape the arms holding him, but also knowing without those arms he’d fall.

“FOHOHOUR KAHAHAY!” George managed to scream out between the laughter.

“Now I’m not allowed to nibble Dreamie’s tummy. So you’ll just have to take his too.” 4K mumbled against George’s back. He kept deliberately close so his fangs and beard brushed against the brunette’s skin.

George didn’t even have time to process the words, he was too busy trying to kick himself out of 4K’s arms. It was only when he was turned around and the fangs touched on his stomach did he really hear the words. But it was too late.

George didn’t hear the scream, but he knew he must have because his throat felt sore and hoarse. He was now laid over 4K’s lap instead of hanging in mid air, and 4K’s hands were rubbing in soothingly over George’s stomach rather than tickling.

“It’s over, it’s over.” 4K’s voice was warm, and deeper than his teasing tone. “You called your safeword, it’s over.”

George groaned in frustration, though it was cut short from the burn on his throat. “That’s so not fair…” He whispered. “I don’t even remember doing it…”

While that was true, George knew he must have. 4K wouldn’t lie and during his panic of being tickled, George would have screamed anything for it to stop. Of course he’d never admit that though.

“You still called it, buddy, so it’s counts.” 4K said as he pat George on the back. “Come on. Let’s get you out of here.”

The weightless feeling swooped George up and into 4K’s arms. He gave a small whine of protest but had no energy to even pretend fight. Instead he just lay his head over 4K’s shoulder as the God carried him down the attic stairs and through the hallways to the front door.

The cold air was bracing, yet comforting on George’s face. The pleasant feeling was the last thing George felt before he fell into a soft nap.

---

George snored almost like his brother which Sapnap4K found extremely cute. The brunette lay in 4K’s arms, curling into his side and giving of the softest snores every few breaths. It was a gentle sound that passed the time while 4K waited. The sky lost the last of the sunset colours when 4K saw someone approach from the mansion.

DreamXD came down the path, with Sapnap asleep in his arms. The blonde God caught sight of 4K, relief sighing his shoulders when he saw it was George in his arms and not Dream.

If 4K was disappointed to see Sapnap had tapped out he hid it behind his wide smile and chuckled to XD. “I could see your sigh of relief a mile away.”

XD gave a sheepish smile, shrugging softly to not disturb Sapnap too much. “I was just relieved seeing you were okay.”

“Uh-huh…” 4K grinned as XD approached. He sat on the log beside 4K and rearranged Sapnap to sit on his lap. “Just because Dream isn’t here doesn’t mean he ain’t the first one out. HD just might not have found him yet.”

The smile dropped from XD then which 4K laughed at. “Dream’s tough! He’s probably still holding out.”

“Sure. Even though his whole thing is about running and not being caught.” 4K pointed out, and giggled as XD’s expression grew more worried. “Better hope Dream’s holding out.”

“He is!” XD assured the other God, but he couldn’t deny he was worrying. Dream was naturally slippery and usually got out of any situation, but XD was choosing to believe his brother was holding out. One thing about Dream was he was competitive and stubbornly so. He’d last.

A few minutes passed, though neither God was keeping count. They spoke softly with one another, making sure not to wake the sleeping siblings. 4K had taken Sapnap into his other arm, which Sapnap seemed to prefer as he snuggled into his brother’s side. Just when XD was starting to get concerned and offer to go in and look for them, he saw them.

HD made his way down the path with Dream on his back. XD thought his brother was asleep, but the closer they got, he could see Dream wasn’t sleeping. Or…maybe he wasn’t. Dream’s eyes were half open but they looked dazed and distant. His mouth was moving slightly which made XD think he was talking, but the only sound he was making were little giggles.

“That took a while.” 4K chuckled with delight when he saw Dream’s giggling face. “Take a while to find him?”

“No, actually. I found him right away.” HD said, almost sounding surprised. “He lasted the full time.”

Both XD and 4K blinked. “What do you mean?” XD asked.

“He never tapped out. Not once. Not even when I was nibbling his hips and the hands were all over him. He lasted for the time we agreed.”

“The full ten minutes?!” 4K yelped, but quickly quietened as he remembered the sleeping boys in his arms. “He lasted?”

“Yeah.” HD readjusted Dream on his back. “He’s a little bit tickle drunk right now.”

Ah. That explained it. Dream’s dazed and giggly look was from him holding off but frying his brain a little. XD came forward, taking his brother off HD’s back and carrying him in his arms. Dream giggled again but settled. When he was closer, XD could see Dream was between sleep and awake, barely holding on. XD just purred a little and Dream’s eyes fell shut with a soft giggle.

HD took his own brother back, holding him close as 4K stood up. “So… Who lost?”

The three God stood in a somewhat circle with one another. “Obviously, Dream wins.” HD shrugged.

XD controlled his expression but he beamed with pride on the inside. “Sapnap lasted for five and a half minutes.” He reported.

“And little Georgie lasted half that. About 3 minutes.” 4K reported with a wide grin and a wild look to HD. “So that means…”

“What?! There’s no way George lost!” HD bristled, his hair running wild with shoothing stars. “You got him worked up before it!”

“We agreed teasing could be allowed!” 4K quickly defended himself. “It’s not my fault he got himself stuck in the spiders webs. Besides, can you say you didn’t work up Dream? Get him anticipated?”

“Well…fine. Maybe.” HD grumbled. “I caught Dream in the spinning halls. He was already dizzy.”

“Sapnap fell for the space in the walls.” XD added in. “He was trapped when I got him.”

“Hmm, not the place I thought he’d go.” 4K hummed thoughtfully. “But then it’s decided. George tapped out first and lost. Which means you lose Starlight~”

“Oh shut up.” HD snapped, but a blush crossed his cheeks. Even XD, while excited, felt a pang of sympathy for the Overworld God. 4K’s teasing words ran over his skin, making XD feel like he was being teased himself. “We can’t deal with that now. We have to get these three to bed.”

“But soon though~” 4K giggled. “You can’t hide behind them for long~”

“Shush! Let’s get home.”

---

Dream woke up cocooned in warmth and groggy from the deep sleep. His skin felt tingly and giggles bubbled in his tummy, making him feel soft and squirmy. He tried to stretch and found he wasn’t alone. George was pushed up against his chest, hugging around his waist and behind him Sapnap lay lounged out.

It took a few blinks before Dream realised they were in George’s cottage. The three were laid on the floor of the main room, with blankets and pillows placed under them and another blanket on top of them. Dream tried to look around, and saw XD was behind him, pulling another blanket up.

“Go back to sleep.” XD spoke, their voice just a whisper. “You must be tired.”

“Mmm’not…” Dream tried to speak but his mouth felt like it was full of cotton and his throat scratchy. Exhaustion also swept through him as soon as the words left and his eyes drooped.

“Sure…” XD chuckled and tucked another blanket under Dream’s chin.

“What happened…?” Dream sighed. He remembered running through the spinning tunnel and being caught by HD. He was tickled but details of it were sketchy and came in spurts. It all went fuzzy after the fangs touched on his hips.

“You won.” XD smiled proudly. “You lasted the longest. George tapped out first.”

A surge of pride swelled in Dream’s chest, but he was too tired to really celebrate. “What does that mean? Is there a forfeit?”

“That will be later.” XD waved off, but he had a knowing smile. “You need sleep.”

“Don’t I get something?” Dream asked while fighting off a yawn as XD’s hand pat through his hair. “I won.”

XD hummed thoughtfully. “I’ll think of something for you.” He finally said. “But for now. Sleep.”

Dream opened his mouth to speak again, but XD settled behind him. His chest pressed against Dream’s back and he started purring. Then it was a losing battle with sleep. His muscles relaxed and his eyes closed again, his lids too heavy to open. Dream fell asleep surrounded by love, and dreamt of bliss.

#my goodness my goodness i love quite literally everything about this #it’s so prefect thought out 😵‍💫#the traps are so damn cute. there’s dizzy tickles and upside down tickles and so many nibbles AH #I LOVE the pairings so so much #like so incredibly much #i love that 4K can play into george’s attempts at gathering sympathy #i love that XD gets excited by sapnap’s fight #and i love lee dream and ler HD in general EEEE #the fact that georgie lost AND HD failed to make dream safe word is epic and v adorable #it’s all perfect #so so perfect #i’ll eat it #i’m giddy and i have goosebumps this is epic #covenofwives #i wuv u <3

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