#and he keeps teasing sapnap for being small

[pomellon]

Been thinking more about the dragon valley au, will probably definitely have to move it to my active aus uvu;

#pom talks #gonna be very heavy platonic punznap at first #cuz Punz is figuring out how to care for this lil dragon hatchling and definitely screwing up along the way #and Sap is definitely getting a jealous arc when they move out to the farm and meet other dragons #which he's excited about at first but the moment Punz shows the slightest interest in Karl or George Sap gets all clingy like #excuse you I'M your dragon!! #and having a clingy creature the size of a pony full of claws spines and teeth and who can not control their fire #is a recipe for disaster #he's especially jealous of George cuz he's really pretty and also big enough for Dream to ride on #and he keeps teasing sapnap for being small #(it's okay tho Sap is still growing and the moment Foolish start recommending Punz proper dragon food Sapnap grows a lOT) #dragon valley au

[covenofwives]

Wait Till I Get My Hands On You

Sequel set after Halloween Mansion

With DreamXD having a sleep over with the Dream Team, GeorgeHD and Sapnap4K take some affectionate time alone.

Happy (late) Valentines Day everyone. It felt most appropriate to have a 4D fic for this day of love because they are both the best couple.

Before you read please heed some warnings. There is no actual tickling in this fic, it is all anticipation and descriptive tickling. Teasing tickles. It also includes descriptions of feet nibbles for tickling so if that makes you uncomfortable please don't read.

This fic also very HEAVILY shows HD and 4K being affectionate. It is all SFW but they do get very touchy with one another so if you're not a fan of the ship or just not comfortable with that, also don't read. Your mental health is more important.

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“I think XD’s crashing out with the boys.” Sapnap4K said.

He was stood at the doorway to GeorgeHD’s room, built as an addition to George’s cottage not long after they reunited. The Nether God had shrugged off his coat and removed his boots. He’d changed out of his usual clothes, now shirtless and in long shorts.

“Are you sure?” GeorgeHD asked. He had not long flopped down onto his soft bed, stretching out and getting comfy when 4K entered. It had been a long day and he was looking forward to settling down for some much needed sleep.

The plan originally was to have their siblings, Dream, George and Sapnap, sleep out in the front room while the God’s crashed in HD’s room. So HD raised his eyebrow to 4K’s news.

Not that the Nether God was a liar. But he was always chancing it for HD and himself to be alone.

“I just checked on him and he’s completely asleep.” 4K slowly grinned.

“Alright…”

“So…”

HD tilted his head. “So…?”

“Can we cuddle?”

And there it is. Absolutely called and read like a book. HD could feel his lips pull into his own grin, while 4K’s smile turned sheepish.

“You’re positive XD is sleeping there?” HD purposefully asked slowly.

“Yesss…” 4K whined cutely, and came to the end of the bed.

“Sure?”

“He’s knocked out asleep! What more assurance do you want?” 4K crawled up the bed. Giving the best puppy eyes and pout he could give. “Please, Starlight?”

HD chuckled, in part to hide the whine for his pet name being said so sweetly. His cheeks were already hot and running with the soft red colour for love. “Fine…” He relented, and was immediately pounced on.

The God’s giggled between their mild wrestling match. 4K got into position, laying over HD and resting his head over HD’s chest. His arms wrapped around under the Overworld God as he let out a long sigh.

“I missed this…” 4K purred.

“What? Cuddling?” HD wrapped his arms around 4K’s neck. His nails found the spot where his neck met his back and scratched, feeling 4K melting over him.

“Yes. And more. Touching you. Being close and affectionate to you.” 4K nuzzled into HD.

“You can always hug me.”

“Not as much as I want. Not without giving it away, or making them suspicious.” 4K sighed again. He pressed his ear to HD’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. “I would kiss you at every waking moment if I could.”

HD frowned as a stab of guilt took his heart. Yes, it was troubling and unfair to keep their relationship a secret. There were certainly moments HD held himself and there were times they could get away with a hug or kiss there. 4K was overly affectionate and cuddly but the hugs and kisses never lasted as long as either of them wanted.

Even tonight the two made an agreement not to steal any small moments of affection, as pulling apart would sting, but neither could resist a chance when it presented itself.

HD opened his mouth to speak, maybe to offer soothing words, but it was cut off by a sharp giggle as 4K pulled back and pressed a kiss right in the centre of HD’s chest.

“Fohour Kahahahay…”

Even without seeing 4K’s face, he could hear the grin in his voice. “Yes, love of my life?”

“Yohour beahard is tihihicklihiy…”

4K gave a long pause, debating with himself in a hum before he – surprisingly – pulled back. “You’re right.” He agreed and settled on HD’s chest again, this time resting his chin on him. “We need to save all your tickles for your punishment.”

The blush on HD’s cheeks flushed down his neck, flustering him as he tried to find the words. “Sh-Shush! Shuhut up!” He snapped to 4K’s giggling. “That’s not for a while anyway!”

“Yes. It will take a while to set it all up.” 4K agreed. “And I want you absolutely untouched with tickles so you’re extra sensitive.”

The thought sent tingles through HD’s skin and a shiver down his spin. He could feel his blush growing warmer, darker than the soft red hue down his cheeks and his stomach flipped from that thought.

“W-Wh-What if I become immune to them from that?” HD gently prodded.

“Very unlikely, a sensitive thing like you.” 4K looked at HD with half-lidded eyes. A lazy grin on his face. “You skin would be so jumpy over the slightest breeze. All your robes and fabrics would probably be tickling you as you walked, as you laid down, doing anything cause your skin just craves tickles so much. You’d probably cave in, and have your little helper hands tickle you silly just from the madness of it.”

HD just about caught the gasp in his throat, though the shine in 4K’s eyes said he didn’t catch it fast enough. There had been times when HD just felt so lee and sensitive he needed a good tickling and his ephemeral hands helped with that. He’d been caught and honest about using them in such a way but his skin prickled with excitement thinking of holding them off. Going for a week completely untickled.

“I suspect when we do get to the forfeit you’ll be begging us to tickle you silly.” 4K nodded, careful to take his chin off HD’s chest.

“W-Will I?” Was all HD could ask.

4K nodded. “Oh yes…”

He left the conversation silent, which was so unlike 4K. If HD’s mind had been in a clearer state, they would have noticed the obvious trap. They knew 4K better than they knew the back of their hand, but their overly sensitive skin and head clouded with the thoughts of tickles didn’t pick up on the tell and they spoke without thinking.

“Th-Then what?”

“What, what?” 4K asked.

“Wha-at would you do?” HD gulped. “T-To tickle me…”

4K grinned again. Got them. “Hmmm….” He pushed himself up, shuffling up and leaning over HD. He braced his arms on either side of HD’s head while the tip of his nose touched HD’s. His hair slowly fell out of his ties and curtained around the two, shadowing them from the world as his warm body pressed down onto HD’s. “Do you want to know?”

4K’s voice was low and rumbled. It felt like it purred in HD’s chest, warming his heart as it thumped so loudly. “Yes…”

The smile 4K gave him fluttered HD’s heart and he was overwhelmed with a surge of love. Half of him wanted to kiss 4K, and the other half wanted to beg him to tickle him.

“Well, I can only speak on me. And what I’d do, so I hope that’d be enough.”

More than enough. HD wanted to scream, but 4K moved closer till his lips were against HD’s ear and he didn’t want to dare interrupt him.

“Your ears are so red.” 4K whispered. His breath only slightly tickled, and caused HD’s ear to flick, which 4K chuckled at. “You know, I think that’s where I’ll start. Your perfect little ears. So sweet and kissable. I’ll give them light little kisses while drawing my claws slowly down towards your earlobes. You’d be giggling soooo much.”

HD could feel those giggles bubbling in his chest. He could feel his face absolutely burning and was thankful 4K couldn’t see it.

“Then I’ll move down to your neck. Little kisses all the way down the front of your throat while my claws skitter so softly down. You’ll be an absolute mess, love. You’ll be begging for more tickles.”

I’m begging for tickles now… HD held back his whine. His knuckles were white from gripping onto the bedsheets below, holding himself back from grabbing at 4K. He knew if he laid a hand on the Nether God, he’d try and tickle him for retaliation and 4K seemed in the mood to punish him if he tried it. He might stop talking all together, and that seemed like a fate worse than death to HD.

“Next is absolutely your armpits. And you’ll be tied up somehow of course so every single one of your spots will be so easy to get to. We’ll need to work out that detail later, but lets just say you’ve got your arms tied up. Your armpits are helpless and open as I tap all up and down them. Usually you’d giggle when I do that, but I think you’d laugh this time. So worked up and on edge. Can you imagine your skin tingling from it? The desire to want to be tickled but also your body’s instinct to shy away from it. You’ll be going insane…

“And when the tickles do come. When I finally dig my thumbs in and drill into those armpits, you’re gonna scream. You’re gonna scream so loud the dead could hear you. Everything you’ve ever wanted tickled into your armpits. But we can’t stop there. I’m gonna move right on to your favourite spot. Your lovely stretched out ribs.”

HD’s ribs tingled just from the mention of them. The thought of 4K’s hands on them, kneading and skittering all over them, drove him wild. He was surprised his face hadn’t melted off from his blush. He was sure 4K could feel the heat.

“You must be dying for me to get at those ribs. Those perfectly shaped ribs just waiting for me. You know how hard it is not to nibble those ribs every time I see them? They look so delicious. Absolutely begging for my fangs on them. For my beard to scratch at your soft skin. That’s the only reason I’m really keeping this thing. So you get double the tickles when my fangs are on you.”

A breath caught in HD’s throat, which he knew for sure 4K heard it if the rumble in his chest was any indication. His stomach felt awash with butterflies fluttering all around while also flipping and jumping at every breath and sweet word that whispered in his ear. His hearth thumped against his chest, pressed flush against the Nether God.

Every part of HD screamed to be touched. Dying to have 4K’s fingers tickle and caress all over him. It felt like if he didn’t get tickled in that moment he was going to go insane.

4K took in a breath, pressing his wide chest more into HD’s. The Overworld God was cursing himself for keeping his top on to bed. He could have had the chance for his torso pressed against 4K’s. The wispy hairs on 4K’s chest and trailing down his stomach could have tickled even just slightly. Usually 4K’s annoyingly long hair would tickle him just slightly, but it seemed the Nether God planned that, and kept his hair carefully parted out the way.

“I’m going to give each and every one of those ribs the attention they deserve. Nibble each of them lovingly and carefully. Give them the kisses they crave so much. And then after lovingly kissing them all, I’ll knead into each space between the bones. Run my knuckles up and down them. You’ll be screaming then, absolutely begging me to keep tickling you there. But that’s not fair. Your other spots deserve attention too.”

HD almost wished to keep on his ribs. Even with the ghost tickles coursing through him it was better than nothing. But he needed to be touched. He needed really tickled.

As if answering a prayer one of his helper hands silently appeared hovering above him and HD held back his whimper. There was no way 4K could see it, or even know it was there. Most of him was covered over with 4K laying over him but his left knee was just slightly sticking out. He could easily reach over and tickle himself. His nerves felt like they were on fire but he was sure he could hide his reaction from 4K well enough.

The hand crept closer and closer, just inches from touching HD and giving them sweet release when suddenly the hand was grabbed. It was wrapped up by a blob of lava that suddenly crept up from the side of the bed and trapped.

“Ah-ah-ah…” 4K tutted in HD’s ear, making a shiver crawl down their spine. “Sneaky sneaky HD… But I’m afraid I can’t let you get your tickles yet.”

The ephemeral hand was squeezed into disappearing and the lava blob fell back down as HD whined.

“P-Pleeease… J-Just a little tickling…” HD begged. Their pride already thrown out the window.

“I can’t have that Starlight~” The way he said the nickname was like a fire lit in HD’s heart and spreading over his skin. “I’m personally making sure you won’t be tickled until the forfeit.”

It felt like the worst fate possible to HD in that moment. It was like he was simultaneously floating and being crushed. His skin was so sensitive he didn’t want anything to touch him, and at the same time he wanted only 4K’s hands on him. He couldn’t think right, and only whimpered weakly.

“I’m… I’m go-oing insane…”

4K’s left hand beside HD moved, placed over the top of HD’s head. It wasn’t like HD was untouched throughout it all, but something about the touch on his head was comforting. It grounded him. His heart calmed and the prickling on his skin soothed ever so slightly.

“Is this better?” 4K still whispered, but his voice was deeper. Serious. “Is this okay?”

“Mm-hmm…” HD hummed as he nodded. Partly nodding, partly nuzzling into 4K’s cheek.

Another kiss pressed against HD ear. Slightly tickling him but comforting him more. “You still okay to keep going?”

A smile broke out on HD face and he nodded again. “Yes. Please.”

“Good.” 4K’s grin pressed against HD’s ear before another kiss was pressed in. “Cause I absolutely want to get to your sides.”

HD broke out into a soft giggle, his sides tingling from the mention.

“But… Not yet. I’m going to skip them for now and leave them for last.”

HD had to hold back his scream of frustration. Instead letting it out through rubbing his head against 4K’s hand.

“I’m gonna go down to your hips next. Your perfect hips that always jump for joy when you get tickles. Now they get the tickles they so crave. They are gonna be squeezed all up and down. Thumbs kneaded right on their curves and claws skittering down to your thighs.

“We’ll need something to keep your legs locked in place, even though I really don’t mind when you try and kick me. It’s so cute watching you struggle, and kick your tickly feet right into me. Not very smart really, but you don’t need to worry about that with your legs tied down. You just get your tickles with no fuss.”

“Nohoho nooohoho…” HD giggled. He brought his hand up to his mouth, muffling his giggles and giving small bites to the back of his knuckles.

“It’s more maddening when you can’t kick your legs isn’t it? My nails skittering all up and down your thighs. Leading down to your knees. Squeezing over your kneecaps. That drives you mad, doesn’t it? I remember watching XD lay over your legs. Slowly squeezing your knees and you were screaming; begging for him to stop. But now you just have to sit there and take it, as my claws trace down your knees and down to your shins, towards your very helpless feet.”

At the mention of them, HD felt a jolt through his foot. He curled his toes and tried to push his sole down to the bedsheets, but 4K’s own foot blocked that.

“You only giggle when your feet at tickled. Except for when your little toes get tickled. Then you squeal.” 4K stopped to let out a chuckle. “How do you think it would feel if I nibbled your foot?”

HD’s brain short-circuited; stopping all train of thought with a sudden halt. Even the tingling feeling in his skin stopped to process the words. And then they returned, running over HD’s skin and leaving him feeling more sensitive than ever.

“Your feet aren’t that ticklish but we’ve never tried nibbling them. I know you get all giggly when you’re nibbled, even on your sides, but what about on your foot? What about on your toes?”

HD felt insane with the thoughts running through his head. The images of 4K holding his ankle and bringing his grinning fangs closer and closer. Imagining the feeling of those terrifying fangs running over the sensitive skin of his feet. HD didn’t even want to think of it, but 4K filled in the details for him.

“Would you still giggle? Or would you sheik and laugh? I know you’d absolutely be kicking my face if you could. Luckily you’re tied down. I could spent hours nibbling your feet and there’s not a thing you could do about it. I can take my sweet time starting at your heel. Working up to your high arches. I definitely can’t resist nibbling the sides as well. Then I can get to the ball of your foot. Which is gonna be fun. If I’m nibbling there, guess where my beard is gonna be? Pressing right into your foot, tickling you more and more. You’re definitely already a mess.

“And then we’re finally at your toes. Your sweet sweet toes that are absolutely trying to wriggle away. You can’t do anything. Nothing as my fangs get ever closer. Inching towards your toes. You are gonna scream when they’re nibbled. I bet it’s gonna tickle like nothing you’ve ever felt before.”

HD was sure his face would have melted from his blush. His shoulders and neck were pink, through he was trying his best to bury his head into 4K’s hair. Whenever he moved his ear out of 4K’s range, the Nether God would growl and nuzzle his way back in.

“Finally… We can get to your sides.” 4K purred. “Your sensitive sensitive sides. So helpless. I think even if I untied you at this point you couldn’t fight back. You’d be so tired after the feet nibbling you couldn’t fight back at all. But it’s more fun to keep you tied down. You’re more ticklish when you can’t move, and I want your sides at the maximum level of ticklishness possible. They’re so sensitive to everything. I could knead on them for hours just listening to your laugh. Or scratch them up and down and hear your bubbly little squeaks. You’ll be soooo over sensitive by then. I could probably just put my hands over your sides and you’d be giggling.”

It felt like that could happen right now. HD was sure if 4K just looked at his sides he’d break into helpless giggles.

“But I think you’ll be absolutely begging for me to tickle them. Out of breath and cheeks red from laughing but you still won’t be satisfied until your sides get the tickling they sooo crave. Until my hands are on you, wrecking you and you’re screaming with laughter until your sweet voice gets quiet.”

Even though 4K’s words stopped, HD could feel his purr still rumbling in his chest and settling down. HD’s heartbeat thundered against his chest, which he knew 4K heard as the Nether God laughed a little.

“Looking forward to those tickles huh?” He took his hand back from HD’s head and pressed on the bed to push himself up. “How red is your face?”

In a panic, HD tightened his arms around 4K’s neck. He pulled the God back down while squeaking out a “No!”

“Ack!” 4K’s arms fell out from under him. “H-Hehey!”

“No!” HD squeaked again. “You can’t see my face until my blush is gone!”

“What?! That’s not fair!” 4K whined. He pushed himself up, this time preparing for HD’s pull back, but instead of resistance HD just followed him. Keeping his arms wrapped around 4K’s neck he was pulled up, still keeping his face hidden in 4K’s neck and fiery hair. “Wha-? You little gremlin!”

4K made half hearted attempts at shaking HD off. But it became harder when the Overworld God also wrapped his legs around 4K’s waist and eventually he admitted defeat. It was all through giggles though, and as he flopped back down on the bed, HD unwrapped his limbs.

“My blush is saved.” HD taunted as he allowed 4K to pull back. His lover had a pout and huffed, but it quickly turned into a taunting smile.

“You’ve saved it, this time.” 4K claw tapped on HD’s lip. “But I can easily bring it back any time I want.”

HD could already feel his cheeks heating and kicked his leg into 4K’s side. “Stohop! Stop. You’ve had your fun.”

“I think you were having more fun that me. I had to absolutely hold myself back from just jumping and tickling you right there. You body was vibrating for it.”

HD scoffed but he couldn’t deny that. He was pretty sure he would have died happily if 4K started tickling him there.

“At least it gives you something to look forward to.”

HD scoffed again, but this time was more teasing. “Hardly.” He started playing with 4K’s hair while the taller God settled on his chest again and looking up at him. “When I’m in the forfeit, there will be four others tickling me too. And they will not have the patients you have for driving me wild. They just want me laughing.”

“Hmm...fine that’s true.” 4K admitted with a shrug. “So then maybe you just have to be extra nice to me and I’ll have that tickle session with you privately.”

Heat flooded to HD’s cheeks again and the colours swirled with excitement. “Wait! How-How do I nice? What-What do you want for nice?” HD babbled, uncaring his words came out rushed and unintelligible.

“You’ll need to think of that, Starlight.” 4K ginned, clearly enjoying this power. “For now, I want to spent my night cuddling with my boyfriend before I have to pretend that’s not the only thing I ever want to do.”

“No! W-Wait. Tell me!”

They bickered, though it was more HD pestering and 4K gently shushing him. Eventually he got him quiet with kisses. Deep, passionate kisses that melted HD’s mind until he was jelly in 4K’s hands and they could settle into a cuddly sleep.

#dsmp tickle #lee!georgehd #ler!sapnap4k #covenofwords

[awkwardtickleetoo]

Ler!Sapnap Week Day 2/3 - Gym/Bet

woah….. two fics back to back????? who am i?????

this is another fic for @sleepy--anon ‘s ler!sapnap week!! this is a combo of days two and three, which were gym and bet!! you can find the original post here as well, so make sure you all go show sleepy your support and thank her for making this happen :D thanks again sleepy!!

truth be told i wrote this fic in like two hours after a random stroke of motivation, and i think it turned out pretty good!!! i hope everyone else enjoys it as well :)

lee!george, ler!sapnap, 1.7k words

enjoy!!

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“George. Planking contest, let’s go,” Sapnap said as he took a sip from his water bottle, his dry mouth grateful for the drink after his fruitful workout session with his friend. George looked up from his phone, switching the song they had on in the background and chuckling amusedly.

“What? No, not after we’ve already worked out.” George reasoned, taking a drink of his own water as well.

“C’mon, I’m hyped up still, just this one thing then we’re done.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“C’monnnnn,” Sapnap groaned, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms in front of his chest. “You just know you’re gonna lose.”

“Right now? Probably. My arms hurt.”

“George,” Sapnap said as he leaned against the wall, tilting his head at the other man. “Humor me.” George rolled his eyes and looked over at Sapnap, eyebrows raised, the other man staring back at him expectantly. Sapnap knew he would never pass up an opportunity to prove him wrong. He let out a labored sigh, shaking his head in fond disagreement.

“Fine. But I’m gonna destroy you,” George taunted, placing his phone and his water on the table and turning around as Sapnap excitedly jumped into position at his words.

“Bring it on, cutie,” Sapnap teased back, both of them kneeling on the ground next to each other, ready to begin. They both placed one hand on the ground, George taking one last moment to straighten up the sleeve of his shirt and his messy, slightly sweaty hair from his workout, before letting out another soft sigh and nodding to Sapnap to let him know he was ready. “Okay, three, two, one, go!” Sapnap counted, and the challenge had begun.

It started off uneventful, the room relatively quiet apart from the music they had playing and occasional soft breaths or throat clearing noises from either of them, and it stayed that way for a little over a minute.

Then George got bored.

His elbows were starting to hurt, and his hips were sore from the exercises he’d done, and while it wasn’t enough to make him drop his plank just yet, it was definitely uncomfortable, and sitting in the same position with only that soreness to focus on was definitely not his idea of a good time.

So, he created his own entertainment.

He pushed himself up slightly more, arms straighter, and then leaned onto his left arm so he could pick up his right arm. He ran his hand through his hair again, testing the waters, seeing how long one arm could hold him up and finding that he was shockingly sturdy enough to keep up with it.

Which is exactly what he needed, so he could reach over and poke Sapnap right in the side.

“George,” Sapnap warned, voice stern, not reacting to the poke yet. Another came soon after, at the bottom of his ribs this time, and he couldn’t stop the small flinch it caused. “George.”

“What?” George asked innocently, but there was a smile evident in his words. He poked again, closer to the top of his ribs now, and he let out a chuckle as he watched Sapnap’s arm flinch where it held him up. “Uh oh. Seems like you’re getting weaker.”

“If you do that again you’re gonna be sorry.” His voice stayed sharp, and George bit back a smile as he steadied himself again. “I'm being courteous by warning you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” George kept up his innocent act, and delivered another poke to the spot right above Sapnap’s hip.

Whatever came next was a complete blur, happening so quickly George was genuinely convinced it might’ve given him whiplash from how dizzy he was.

“That’s it!” Sapnap practically growled, sounding downright predatory, and he grabbed George’s wrist and yanked him towards him, immediately throwing his arm around George’s waist and yanking him in his direction.

“OH– shit!” George yelled, and then he was on his back, wrists pinned next to his head by a firm, unrelenting grip and unable to squirm away as Sapnap straddled his thighs. “Wh– Sapnap! Get off me!”

“I fucking warned you, Georgie, this is nobody’s fault but your own.” Sapnap shifted George’s wrists, sliding them up above his head and crossing them over each other so he could hold them down with one hand instead, ignoring George’s loud protests the entire time.

“NO! Noho, no, let– let GO OF ME!” George fought, giggles already building up in his chest, pulling at his arms and kicking his legs out behind Sapnap. Suddenly, Sapnap dug his fingers into George’s ribcage, targeting the spot right in between them and spreading his fingers out as much as he could, covering as much surface area as possible. George gasped, his entire body straining as his back arched and he broke into loud, surprised laughter. “NAHAHA, whahaha–?! SAHAHAPNAHAP!”

“Yes?”

“STOHOHOP!”

“Nah, you deserve this,” Sapnap said nonchalantly, trailing his cruel fingers over to one side of George’s ribs instead, digging in all along the bones, making George scream and squirm around like his life depended on it.

“NOHOHO, PLEHEHEASE–“ George yelled, squeezing his eyes shut and throwing his head back. He kicked his feet against the floor, the heels of his sneakers sliding against the rubber padding, the soreness in his body hitting him hard and rendering him weak as he attempted to free his arms and hips. “AH– I CAHAN’T, SAHAHAPNAP!”

“Boohoo, crybaby, you’re fine,” Sapnap teased with a pinch to his hip, making him squeak and giggle and try to buck his hips up. Sapnap giggled along with him, slipping his hand under George’s shirt to scratch at his tummy for a few seconds. George immediately broke out into soft laughter, his breathing becoming hiccupy when he couldn’t stop giggling long enough to take any air in. His face was flushed, only growing redder as he tried to hide in his arm, and Sapnap couldn’t help but coo at him. “Well, aren’t you just adorable?”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup–“ George grumbled, clearly embarrassed, and Sapnap decided to put him out of his misery and move on.

Instead, Sapnap pulled his hand out from under George’s shirt and immediately dug into his underarm, making George scream at the sudden switch and then burst into loud, hysterical laughter.

“NAHAHA, FUHUHUCK–“ George yelled, twisting his torso however he could, yelling desperately at his arms and kicking so hard that his knees hit Sapnap’s back every so often. Sapnap chuckled at his reaction, letting go of George’s wrists in favor of using both hands to attack his underarms, making George squeal again, immediately reaching down to grab at Sapnap’s wrists, though he was unsuccessful in his attempts to pull him away. “PLEHEHEHEASE, PLEASE PLEHEASE PLEASE, STOHOP– AH, STOHOHOP!”

“Are you gonna behave yourself?” Sapnap asked, and George was nodding frantically, answering before he even finished.

“YEHEHES, YES!” George pleaded, attempting to blink his teary eyes open but immediately squeezing them shut again, his nose scrunching as he laughed, fingers shaking as they held Sapnap's arms.

“Good. Say you’re sorry.”

“I’M SOHOHORRY! I’M SOHORRYHY!” George was practically begging, nodding in agreement again, as if that would somehow sway Sapnap’s opinion.

Sapnap would be lying if he said it wasn’t adorable, and he would also be lying if he said he didn’t want to keep George like that all day, laughing and breathless and thoughtless and helpless– especially since he knew damn well that George could take ten times the torture if he was in the right mood– but he took pity on the boy, knowing he was already worn out and tired and sore from the work they’d done in the gym that day. He pulled his hands back, resting them on George’s sides and rubbing his tummy with his thumbs softly, letting him catch his breath.

“Y’alright?” Sapnap asked, the subtle southern-ism in his tone making George smile through his leftover giggles.

“Mm– yeah…” George said between breaths, running a hand through his hair again before swiping them over his face, then letting his arms drop out to his sides. “That was so cruel.”

“You literally started it,” Sapnap pointed out, pushing himself to the side off of George’s hips and grabbing his water from the table for him.

“But I wasn’t gonna do that!”

“Shut up, you big baby, you know you loved it. And you know I could’ve done so much worse, so be grateful,” Sapnap scolded playfully, and George’s cheeks flushed once again at the accusation, a shy smile gracing his lips as he turned to the side. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, idiot, I see you blushing!”

“Shut uppppp!” George whined, hiding his face in his hands and curling into himself, both of them giggling at the situation.

“Alright, alright, I’m done. Here,” Sapnap patted George’s shoulder and motioned for him to sit up, handing him his water when he did so and sitting quietly while he took a well needed drink. “I’m fucking hungry, too, can we get food?”

“Bro nearly kills me and then just asks if we can get food.”

“Oh, yeah? I can do it again!” Sapnap teased, grabbing George around the waist and pulling him in, eliciting a scream from the older boy.

“NO! No, no, NO, fuck you!” George yelled, prying Sapnap’s arms off him and pushing himself away, his knees pulled up to his chest for protection. Both of them broke out laughing at that, and Sapnap just shook his head fondly.

“You’re so dumb,” He said with a smile, pulling out his phone and scooting closer to George, resting his head on George’s shoulder as he scrolled through the food options. The two of them made quiet conversation as they looked through the menus, cuddling close to each other as they did so, already inseparable, even after the events that had just unfolded.

The rest of the night was relatively calm– food was ordered, both boys were showered and in comfy pajamas, and they sat in the living room to eat with some random anime on TV.

That is, until Sapnap decided to try and steal a fry off George’s plate, and the house was alive with the sound of laughter once again, and George was able to get his revenge.

#lee!george #ler!sapnap #sleepy’s ler!sapnap week #cals writing

[wishitweresummer]

Nights Like This

GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap

Word count: 659

Warning: Kissing.

This is for snf week!!! If you want to participate, you still can! The prompts are very cute!! It was put together by hiddenheavens!! Everyone was really cool about my tickle fics and has been nothing but sweet and amazing. I’ll definitely participate more next time!! (And everyone say thank you to @dreamnotnapss for bringing this to tumblr <333)

Day 7: Bonus Day (I chose Playful Kissing)

“Sapnap!!”, the shrill shriek of terror filled the darkening night. Sapnap loved it. Everything about George was so exciting.

Sapnap had always been annoyed to be the youngest. Everyone else years ahead of him. He always felt behind. Well, until he fell for George. Even though the other was so much older, he never felt it. Sapnap could be himself and sink into the childlike excitement of being in the other’s presence. His best friend.

Now, he chased him through the yard. No cares in the world. George’s lovely shrieks were only getting more panicked and louder as he almost got his hands on that tiny waist just out of reach.

Neighbors next door? Dream inside trying to sleep? Who cares?

George’s foot slipped out from underneath him and they both toppled over each other. Loud cackles rang out as they rolled through mud and Sapnap ended up on top.

“No!”, George yelped. They wrestled, messy. Already covered in mud and uncaring for more. Sapnap grappled with George’s hands and when he couldn’t get ahold of them, he aimed for ticklish sides instead. George screamed. Sapnap laughed as he collapsed against him when the boy convulsed.

They rolled and flipped. Complete messes. The rain came down at an unforgiving pace as they giggled close to each other’s faces. Closer than friends should be, but who’s watching? It felt like there was no one else in the world.

George reached up and smudged mud across Sapnap’s forehead; hat long gone. He quickly ducked down and nuzzled his face into George’s neck until he was screeching.

That dreaded inch Sapnap had once thought meant everything, really meant nothing. Under him, George was helpless and sweet. He felt so small. He could be manhandled so easily. And the slightest bit of teasing made him flame with adorable embarrassment. A few well placed pokes could bring the taller to his knees. Sapnap was obsessed with how much smaller George felt even if he technically wasn’t.

Sapnap sat up on top of him. They were both breathless and giggling. At some point between the backdoor and here, they had lost their minds together. Or maybe it was when George landed in Florida? Or when Sapnap touched down in London? Maybe it was when they met for the first time all those years ago through a screen.

Either way they were together and it was so exciting. Wild eyes met each other in the darkness.

George grabbed roughly at the front of Sapnap’s soaked shirt and pulled him back down. They fell together like they were always meant to. With lips wet with rainwater and breaths stolen from laughter, they kissed.

This was the first, but it didn’t feel like it. It felt like home. Like fate. Sapnap whimpered against the connection and George tugged him in closer and they sunk in deeper. Love. Electricity sparked between them and the sky lit up with the proof. Deafening thunder clapped around them and the sky opened up, drenching them further.

With a surge of energy, George was on top. The rain was warm, but George’s hands were freezing as they wormed up Sapnap’s shirt. The younger shrieked and giggled. Kisses became sloppy as Sapnap desperately tried to keep their lips connected while also trying to keep George’s playful hands away.

George pulled back and they panted together. Dream would be so mad if he knew they were out here making out in the mud in the middle of a thunderstorm. Thank god they had him to keep them grounded. Well, not now. George giggled as the lightning lit up the sky and illuminated how much of a mess Sapnap looked.

Instantly, he was flipped into the mud on his back and shrieking laughter filled the beautiful night. It’s volume competed with the thunder. But really, nothing was as loud as them.

Their love. Messy and loud and everything.

#SNFWeek2023 #SNFW23_D8 #wishitweresummer #georgenotfound #sapnap #snf #tickle fic #snf tickle #mcyt tickle #snf kiss #sapnap tickle #georgenotfound tickle #SNFW23_BONUS

[quotemenevervore]

Gonna be honest, I didn’t proofread this because my hands are pretty shaky rn as is so I’ll edit it if it’s bad

But @local-squishmallow I have your prison sequel ready : )

Content warnings: soft, safe, g/t vore, character terrified, character believing he is going to die, mentions of torture and description of panic attacks.

Tread lightly, but know it gets fluffy at the end : )

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George felt better, now that he actually had something in his system. It wasn’t perfect, but it would be enough for now. Surely Sapnap would come back to get him more food- The small being in his hand fidgeted straight out of it, tumbling to the mattress. Right, and now he had to worry about that as well. “Where are you going, Dream?” “I-“ the blonde stiffened in fear, turning back to the other as to not seem disobedient. “I was going to-to get you more food.” “I don’t think you’ll make it down the stairs. Just stay here for now, Sapnap will come back and make something.”

Trembling harshly, he forced himself back to the brunette’s side, stepping out of the way as he laid down. “I think we both just need to sleep, really.” He scooped the shrunken man up, frowning at the intense shivers wracking his form, and cupping him to his chest. He was a little too tired to worry about the other’s emotions, figuring he’d do damage control later on.

When he woke up, Dream was sleeping, finally relaxing for the first time since he’d been caught. He wasn’t going to wake him up, of course. He didn’t want to deal with the fearful reactions he’d no doubt have when awake; He still had quite a bit of recovering to do himself, and he didn’t have it in him to take on more emotional baggage when he still felt weak and starving. Keeping the tiny admin to his chest, he got up and carefully made his way to the kitchen to make something to eat.

Dream began to stir as George finished reheating a bowl of rabbit stew, eyes snapping open and tensing up as he was gently placed on the table. The bowl was set a little ways away, the human holding two spoons. “I- I could have gotten you something if you were hungry..” He gripped one of his arms tightly, trying to pull himself together. If they wanted him dead, he’d already be dead. He had to keep reminding himself of that. They weren’t Quackity, they weren’t torturing him or drawing it out. It didn’t stop the shivers wracking his form, or his heart hammering painfully against his sore rib cage.

“Rabbit stew isn’t hard to make. Besides, it’s leftovers. I think Tina made it.” Dipping a spoon into the bowl, he gathered a generous amount of the stew before pulling it back out and setting it in front of Dream. The shrunken admin scrambled back, eyes wide as he stared down at the spilt broth. “What-“ “You need to eat too. Obviously you were starving.” Dream flinched harshly at the comment, sitting where he was and dipping his head down. With a sigh, George carefully nudged the spoon closer to the man. “It’s not poisoned, or whatever you’re thinking. Look.” He dipped his own spoon into the bowl, scooping up a similar amount he’d given Dream before popping it into his mouth.

“See? Not poisonous. I'd be taking damage if it was.” With that being said, he continued to eat, taking his attention off of the other. He knew Dream wouldn’t run. It didn’t stop the speedrunner from running through his head, however. The small form in front of him was Dream, through and through, but at the same time it wasn’t. This wasn’t his friend. This wasn’t the man who he’d joked around and playfully fought with. This wasn’t the man who had put him on the throne and then removed him without hesitation. This wasn’t the fearless, determined Dream he remembered. And it bothered him greatly.

~ ~ ~

Slowly, very very slowly, but surely, Dream was coming back to him. He stopped teasing the blonde, only asking necessary questions to keep him calm. He let Dream make the first, shaky, nervous jab, and he made sure not to react badly to it. The relief he felt from watching Dream’s shoulders drop so abruptly was almost euphoric, and he was sure to text Sapnap about the progress he made. He didn’t know how the fireborn felt about the other, his expression and movements unreadable every time he visited. He knew it intimidated Dream, and it was likely the point, but it didn’t make George feel any better about it.

After that initial jab, Dream loosened up significantly, and within a week it was like before. Granted, Dream was still tiny, and George still carried him to and from places and ensured he stayed hidden, but the two were on better terms. At least he wasn’t shying away anymore. He’d even started hanging out with George while he cooked, granted a little ways away from the stove.

At least, until it all came to an abrupt end. The two were laughing, Dream moving to lean against the mug beside him to catch his breath before yelping in surprise as the mug slid right off the counter, almost taking him with it. Collapsing onto the counter, he froze completely as the ceramic dish shattered on the floor, George backing up out of instinct. “Oh, shoot.” He mumbled, turning away to find a broom to sweep it up.

Dream stared at the shattered mug, eyes clouding over with fear. He’d messed up. He stepped out of line, he ruined everything, Sapnap was gonna kill him- he could only watch as George returned, sweeping up the broken pieces and tossing them in the trash. He hadn’t noticed how Dream had not gotten back up until he put the broom and dustpan away, deciding it would be safer to go hang out in the living room until the bread was done baking.

He recoiled harshly at the offered hand, and it was only then that he noticed how the blonde was acting off. “Dream..? What’s going on?” Don’t answer, don’t make it worse on yourself- “Dream!?” George was worrying, the tiny man’s chest was heaving as he hyperventilated, and his mouth was twisted shut, likely to keep anything from escaping. Trying to get a closer look at him made him recoil again, and this time he noticed the glazed over, fearful look in his eyes.

“Oh...” He brought his hands up, wincing when the other flinched, carefully scooping him into the middle of both palms. “Shh, Dream. You’re okay. It’s okay..” he kept his hands as steady as possible as he moved them to the living room, sitting on the sofa and bringing him to his chest as he moved the fearful tiny to only one hand. His other hand fumbled to get his communicator, sending a quick message to Sapnap before shutting it off and tossing it away.

“Dream, you gotta breathe, okay? Breathe with me.” He ran his thumb up and down the tiny admin’s back, trying to sooth him. “Please..” he whimpered, and George froze. “Please what, Dream?” “Please make it quick-“ he failed to choke back a sob, and that had dissolved the last of his resolve. He sobbed fearfully into the brunette’s shirt, barely pulling in a breath before another cry jerked his chest.

Sapnap had quietly entered, closing the door with barely a click and heading straight towards the sofa. “What’s going on?” “I don’t know, we were just hanging out in the kitchen and then he just started panicking. I mean, a mug fell, maybe the noise scared him?” The fireborn frowned, reaching out to take the shrunken man from him, but pulled back harshly when Dream shrieked. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, please, I’ll do better, it won't happen again, please-“ “Dream, what are you talking about?” Sapnap’s voice stayed calm, quiet, like how he remembers him speaking to Karl when he was having memory problems.

“Please don’t hurt me..” George winced, and Sapnap’s frown grew larger at the comment. “Dream, tell me what happened.” The brunette went to mention that the blonde had only started shaking worse at the demand, but Dream had beaten him to speaking. “We- we were making bread, and George put it in the oven, and we were laughing about something, and then I-I tried to lean against a cup and it fell and I ruined it, I just don’t want to die I’m sorry-“ “Dream, take a deep breath in.”

He didn’t speak again until Dream had managed to do so. “Alright, breathe out.” He waited until the other let out a shuddery breath, then repeated the process. George counted up to fifteen times before Sapnap felt confident enough to stop, Dream breathing normally on his own. “Right, so you accidentally knocked a mug over. Why would you think we’d kill you for that?” “You said.. you said if I messed up you’d kill me.” The fireborn’s brow quirked at the sentence, sadness clouding his eyes. “Yeah? I also said I’d kill you if you escaped. Has it happened?” “No, but-“ “I’m not gonna kill you over an accident.” “He would have..” he whimpered, ducking away when Sapnap blinked. “Who?” “Q-Quackity..”

As if the mere mention of the man summoned him, there was a knock at the door. Carefully passing Dream back to George, Sapnap went to answer it, keeping his expression blank when he came face to face with his ex-fiancé as it opened. “Sapnap.” “Quackity.” He could hear George get up, walking towards the stairs. “What brings you two here?” “Looking for Dream still. What else?” “Geez, it’s like your whole life revolves around him now.” He tried to joke, but the look souring on the avian’s face told him it didn’t land. “Even if it did, whose fault would that be?” And then the man was trying to push past him, and he put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back a step.

“Let me at least tell George you’re here, he doesn’t do well with surprise visits, especially since he’s sick.” Quackity’s eye narrowed, but he relented. “One minute, Sapnap.” He nodded and closed the door in the duo’s faces, making a beeline to the stairs and up to George’s room. He found the two huddled under the covers of his bed, looking up at him with fear before recognizing him. “We need to hide him.” George whispered. “No time.” Sapnap whispered back, carefully pulling the shrunken man out of the brunette’s grasp. A confused look met him, but he shook his head. “Trust me.”

And then he popped the other in his mouth and George shot up like a bullet, intent on stopping him but the front door opened and he groaned, looking at the fireborn warily. When he held his hands up in a placating matter, nothing but concern in his eyes, he relented, leaving the room to go confront the others. Sapnap swallowed, deeming the other slick enough with his panicked movements, before joining them downstairs. He had to ignore the pangs in his heart while the other simply sobbed, not even trying to fight back.

He wasn’t in his stomach. Sapnap had a different anatomy than his human friends, and even if Dream had been safe in George’s stomach he wasn’t gonna risk it. He put the other in his storage pouch, a second hollow organ just to the side of his stomach. Dream was small enough that he would be completely unnoticeable.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he stayed at the edge of the living room, watching the tension between George and Quackity for a moment. The two were close enough to be in each other’s faces, throwing insults back and forth. Sam noticed Sapnap first, and gave Quackity a nudge. Quackity turned his glare to him, then to where Sam nodded at, before turning back to George with a huff. “If you’re not hiding him, there’s nothing to be afraid of.” Without a word more, he entered the house more, beginning his search. Sam awkwardly joined, and George went to Sapnap’s side and threw his head against his shoulder. Before the fireborn could get a quip in about what he’d walked into, the brunette growled into his shirt. “If he isn’t safe, I swear to prime Sapnap-“ Resting his head atop George’s, he whispered back. “He is.” The tension oozed out of the Brit, and it took a lot to keep his tense and annoyed look up as the prison guards brushed past them to search the rest of his house.

“How are you certain?” “Wait until they leave.” Sapnap didn’t raise his voice above a whisper, even though the duo that had broken in had already finished climbing the stairs. “What makes them think he’s here anyway?” He then raised his voice, trying to make it seem like they were simply complaining and not scheming for being too quiet. “It’s me, Sapnap. What do you think?” “Maybe if you didn’t flirt with him so often-“ “Oh, fuck off with that, Sap. I don’t wanna hear it right now.” The anger seemed genuine, so Sapnap relented with a soft apology. A smile graced the brunette’s face. “Just playing along.” He whispered back.

Sapnap was going to say something more, but was abruptly cut off by a shout from upstairs. “That little shit!” Before either of them could do anything, worried they’d seen something of the shrunken man’s, Quackity stormed past them and out of the house, Sam in tow with a determined look in his eye. The two could only stare at the ajar door for a moment, shock settling in. Finally, George snapped out of it, moving to close the door. “Dream?” Sapnap asked, moving a hand to his stomach and gently pressing in. “I.. sent them a text. Told them I could see them through George’s window.” He smirked at the response. “Good thinking. You ready to come up?” “I guess.. I’m just-“ he cut himself off, thinking how to phrase his question.

“Just..?” He prompted the other. “Are.. you okay? Your stomach hasn’t done anything since you ate me. I thought,” he laughed bitterly, tears falling once more. “I thought you were trying to kill me.” “Sorry, Dream. I wasn’t gonna hurt you, I just didn’t have time to explain. They were at the door and already pushing into the house, we had to be fast or you were gonna get found.” “Right, but is your stomach okay?” “My stomach’s fine. You’re not in my stomach.”

“I’m sorry, what did you just say?” George was in disbelief, and Sapnap smiled. “Let me bring Dream up, and I’ll explain.”

~ ~ ~

With Dream wrapped up in a soft washcloth after being rinsed off, the trio returned to the couch. “So, I’m not human. You guys already know that.” “Yeah?” Dream looked over the hands cradling him, nodding at the fireborn. “My biology’s different from humans, it’s better suited for the nether. Me and Bad both. So we have this pouch that we can store stuff in. Bad used to use it for me when we still lived in the nether, but most people use it to keep their treasure from melting.”

“And it’s.. safe?” “Attached to airways, closed off from everything else, except my throat.” Sapnap shrugged. “I know it’s weird, and I didn’t mean to scare you guys that bad. But..” his eyes trailed back to the door.

“I don’t know what Quackity’s done to you, Dream. Just based on your reaction to the mug earlier, I can tell it was bad. Besides,” he chuckled humorously. “I couldn’t kill you even if I wanted to. Which I don’t. It’s not like you can do much damage like this, and we still don’t know how it happened.” “Oh. I, uh, did this. I messed with my code, I just had to get out of there, I was so sure he was going to kill me that last time and-“ His breathing had begun to stutter, a small tremble rising back up in the shrunken form.

“It’s okay, Dream. I’m not gonna let him get you again.” “You mean we, George.” Sapnap reached a hand out, keeping it distant from the smaller but close enough that he could see the intention. “But.. he’s your fiancé..” “He ditched us. Well, I guess he didn’t mean to, but he and Karl got into it pretty bad. He hasn’t been the same since El Rapids, honestly.” He sighed. “Oh.. I’m sorry, Sap.” The fireborn simply shrugged. “Nothing I can do about it now. My home’s here, and whatever he’s done to you makes me wonder what all he’s been up to anyway. Clearly, it can’t be good.”

“What do you mean, you can’t kill me?” Dream’s brows had furrowed, the sentence lingering on his mind. “I.. don’t think I can answer that. Not without getting smited or something.” “Oh..” “And like I said earlier, that was if I wanted to. I don’t wanna kill you, Dream. You did some fucked up shit, yea, but you’re still my friend. Plus, I trust you’ve probably learned your lesson..” he grimaced as he said it, and Dream nodded grimly. “More than enough, yea. It’s not like I was gonna leave the kid dead anyway, there was a reason I was keeping the revival book. Besides, I don’t wanna be anywhere near him. Not at normal height, if I can even undo this code change, and absolutely not at this size.”

“That’s a fair point.” George mused, gently brushing the blonde’s hair with a finger. “He can’t do much if there’s nothing for him to fight against. He’ll keep bothering people, but I think the rest of us know not to react cause that’s what he wants.” “Easy for you to say, it’s not your world that was getting messed up or your friends- never mind.” “What? Dream, what were you gonna say?” George prompted, but gently, and kept his movements going to show he wasn’t bothered, just curious.

“I.. was just gonna say it wasn’t your friends getting tormented by that little gremlin but that’s kinda silly to say.” Dream looked down sheepishly. “Since a lot of them are your friends.” “That’s fair, but you also have a point. I’m not an admin, I can’t control anything that happens in this world. I can only imagine how stressed that makes you, you’re the only one.. aren’t you?” “There’s not many others, I think.. maybe two.” “Then, yea. You’re essentially running the world yourself, of course you’re gonna get bothered if someone starts messing with it.”

“Wait.” Sapnap interrupted the conversation, mind stuck on the ‘if’ Dream had mentioned. “You don’t know if you can undo this?” “I don’t. I’ve never done anything like this before, Sapnap.” The implication of that sunk in heavily, and a feeling akin to dread crept up his spine. Dream could be stuck tiny forever. He was already at risk, but it morphed to danger as soon as he’d shrunk. And he could be in danger for the rest of his life. George had a similar look in his eyes, and his hands only tightened around the other.

“Then we’ll make the most of it.” He looked at Sapnap, and the worry in his eyes steeled his resolve. “We will. We’ll do our best to get you back to your normal size, but if we can’t, then we’re not gonna let it stop us from having fun.”

He grinned down at the smaller man, determination flooding his body at the hesitant, hopeful grin he got back from the smaller man. “We’re gonna make the most of it.”

Small bonus:

Dream was shivering when Sapnap woke up, the brunette beside him still dead asleep. “Dream?” He whispered carefully. “Sorry, I’m freezing…” he answered softly, tiredly. The fireborn frowned. It was pretty cold outside, with it being winter. He gently scooped the other up, bringing him up towards his neck. “Is that better?” “A little.. thank you.” With a soft smile, Sapnap had started to drift back to sleep, only to be stirred awake once more by a small voice.

“It’d be a lot warmer in his pouch..” It was obviously not meant for him to hear, more so just Dream mumbling to himself, but it didn’t go unheard. “We can do that if you want. Don’t wanna scare you again though.” Dream flinched, sitting back up. “Sorry, I didn’t mean-“ “I sleep lightly, Dream. It’s okay.” He didn’t say anything more, letting the smaller man think about the offer. “Well.. it’s not like I don’t know it’s safe..” the fireborn hummed softly. “I’d like a definite answer, though. I don’t want to scare you.” Dream didn’t think about it for much longer. “Yeah. We can do that if you’re okay with it.”

It did not take long once he had permission, and only moments after was Dream settled down in his pouch, the faint earthy taste lingering on the back of Sapnap’s tongue as he settled back down with a content sigh. They’d have to tell George what happened, but if Dream was okay with this arrangement, Sapnap couldn’t help but be eager to do it again.

#mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #mcyt vore #safe vore #g/t vore #soft vore #fic for squishy : ) #torture tw #panic tw #fear tw

[sapitties]

ok. I have a hybrid au where. one part is that you can transition from a purebreed (human) to a predator or a prey hybrid

sapnap transitions to a bear hybrid and dream (dog hybrid) is oh so caring to him and making sure hes ok and kissing on him and doting and and and. George is more of a freak /sexual abt it (dw sapnaps into it. very into it)

LWNSKS sapnap back in texas struggling with his transition and dream who's already gone through the most of it feels like he can't do shit through the screen so he asks him to move in and sap aggrees with no hesitation. queue dream hanging over his shoulder every second of the day, cooking him food that he starts to crave, making sure he eats and gets enough nutrients to help things run smoother, preparing his bed as comfortable as he could (they eventually start sleeping together in saps room cause he insists it's only perfect when dreams with him) cuddles when sapnap suddenly has a growth and starts dealing with the pain, reassurances when he's feeling insecure about his ears being to small still or his tail hasn't fully grown in, little gifts like chew toys for his newly grown teeth and a big ass bear stuffed animal to keep him company when he's working and a heated blanket. and throughout everything they slowly fall in love hesitant kisses turning into full blown makeout sessions on the kitchen counter.

then you have george who likes to tease about how little saps features are and they compliment how tiny he is and when he finally reaches Florida, at first he keeps his insanisms subtle but quickly starts getting physical, asking if he can see how everythings going, checking up on his new features for the sake of making sure everything's okay but he's just feeling him not not that sapnap minds he just gets so flustered and and emdnkw

#sorry i rambled for ao long just dream taking care of sapnao is so😭💖😭💖😭💖😭 #also george being a freak as always is witterally so good #dream tag #pigeon asks

[morgueofstories]

This story was based on fanart by the wonderful BestoSunglass on Twitter. Please give them love and support as their fanart was what inspired me to write this.

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Dream knew that when he decided to go after the group targeting Sapnap, he was as good as dead. 

He knew that ever since he joined the event, there would be a target on his back and people would want to kill him because of the possibility of him winning the event. Everyone wanted to make it, even if it meant staining their hands with the blood of strangers or their closest friends. 

Dream considered it a miracle that he made it this long. The last few games were nerve-racking, but luck was on his side as he made it through each round; the last round weighed heavily on Dream’s mind though, as he remembered Tina getting eliminated and killed right in front of him after losing her tail at the last second. 

No one was there when Karl was killed, and it affected everyone. Dream knew Sapnap took it the hardest and couldn’t forget the broken look on Sapnap’s face after Spreen yelled at him about how Karl died without his friends being there for him. 

They lost two friends on that day, and it seemed that Dream would be next. 

The area was too dark for Dream to see who he was about to attack, but it didn’t matter as he took the broken bottle in his hand and whack someone on the head with it. The sound of Sapnap running away shouting curses at someone made a small smile come to Dream’s face at the fact he managed to help his friend before he felt someone attack his shoulder. 

Cursing, Dream ran through the crowd before he got cornered, the group managed to land a few shallow hits at him as he ran off toward where he had hidden earlier with his friends. 

The sounds of footsteps behind him only made him try to run faster, but it seemed like one of his attackers managed to stab his thigh, sending waves of pain up his body with each step he took. 

The sound of something swinging through the air caused Dream to turn on his leg and narrowly dodge it; a curse escaped his lips when the pain in his thigh burned in retaliation for the sudden movement. His attacker recovered quickly and moved to stab his throat with the broken bottle.

Two things happened at once. Dream felt someone wrap an arm around his waist as his back pressed against someone's shoulder; and a hand reached out grabbing his attacker’s wrist, stopping the bottle from getting any closer to Dream’s face. 

The dim lighting of the nearby lights surrounding the platform allowed Dream to see his attacker’s shocked face, and it also allowed him to see the face of his savior as well.

“Farfadox?” 

***

The moment Farfadox meet Dream was the moment he fell head over heels in love with him. 

Farfadox tried to keep his growing crush a secret, he did not want to deal with teasing remarks from his friends or get the shovel talk from Dream’s friends who seemed intent on being the blonde’s bodyguards wherever he went. 

Everything about Dream just made Farfadox’s heart skip a beat; his smile, the way he laughed, how agile and light on his feet he was no matter the round, and his viridescent eyes which sparkled 24/7. He was perfect. 

He needed to stop fantasizing about the American or he may just die from a heart attack.

Even though he was crushing on Dream, that did not mean he wasn’t unaware of what other people thought of the American; and something possessive grew within Farfadox when he heard people talk about how they were going to target and kill the man he loved. 

He knew that this was a game of life and death they were all currently in, but he knew that Dream did not deserve to die so soon into the game. Dream deserved more, he deserved to win. 

Even if it meet Farfadox had to die for Dream to advance to the next round, he would do so in a heartbeat.

So when the lights turned off, Farfadox immediately started to search for the blonde to try and protect him.

It was hard to see in the dark, and Farfadox had a few close calls with some people who tried to kill him, but he took care of them either by killing or chasing them until he was certain they would not try and find him again. 

While using the bunk beds to try and see if he could see the blonde, Farfadox saw someone being chased by several men; and the moment he saw the crown on their head he immediately knew it was his beloved.

His beloved, who was in danger and about to die soon.

Wasting no time, Farfadox jumped off the bed, ignoring the pain in his ankles as he reached out to put a protective arm around Dream, pulling him back from the swinging arm. He quickly grabbed the hand with a tight grip to prevent the bottle from reaching and harming Dream any further.

Close enough, Farfadox could see that the assailant who was trying to kill Dream was none other than ElRichMC, who looked confused at what Farfadox was doing. Behind ElRichMC were other people Farfadox knew, who looked just as surprised as ElRichMC but weren’t trying to advance due to the intimidating aura surrounding Farfadox at the moment.

He could hear Dream softly say his name, and a growl immediately left Farfadox’s throat as he felt blood seep into his jacket from an injury Dream had. The thought that Dream was going to be killed like an animal made the rage and possessiveness within him start to reach the surface. 

“Farfa,” ElRichMC said in shock, and Farfadox decided enough was enough; he needed to make an example to everyone to not harm what was his. 

“Este es mío.” Farfadox growled through bared teeth. 

Player #45 ElRichMC eliminated.

#farfadox #dreamwastaken #dream #farfadream #squidcraft2 #morgue's writing #I am tired please forgive me #nethersmile

[ticklee-vee]

Intense tickles

Lee!George ler!Sapnap and ler!Dream

Mushies lee!george week, I wanted to do it during the actual week but I was to anxious 😭 so I am doing it now!

Warnings: restraints, intense tickling and a lot of teases!

‼️🗣EVERYTHING IS PLATONIC 🗣‼️

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George had his wrists tied sitting in Dreams lap, behind dreams back and sapnap sitting on his ankles his legs were propped up on a table so they matched the height of the sofa. Dream was gently tracing his sides whilst sapnap was gently tickling his calves light skittering his hands over his ankles to hear him squeal.

“Ooh we’re gonna tickle you much Georgie~!” Sapnap teased as he pulled George’s socks up above his heel. Tracing small circles on them going up to his ankles.

“We are George, I’m gonna get your little jumpy tummy~!” He poked his stomach feeling it twitch under the tickly pokes.

“Nohoho d-don’t! Ehehe” he squirmed in dreams lap blushing as dream whispered more teases in his ears.

“No tickling? Not even a little bit?” Sapnap continued his tickling, not going any higher on his feet than his heels.

“You begged up to tie you and tickle you George, and now you don’t want it Hm? Not even itty bitty pokes on your tummy? What about in your belly button ? You want little tickly pokes in there?!” He poked his belly button swirling his finger around slightly before going back to poking his sides, feeling him squirm from left to right each poke.

George blushed and squirmed more, not being able to anything else due to how flustered he was. Still softly giggling, sometimes squealing when each of them brush over a sensitive spot.

“Awh where’d your pretty voice go Georgie? Do you have nothing else to say about you not wanting tickly tickles? Hm, no other words?” He began to softly scratch at his heel, teasing more when he felt George try and pull his ankles back. “Oh no baby you can’t do that, if you take your feet away how am I supposed to give you the tickles you begged up for?” Pulling them back into place still tickling his heels and ankles.

“NoHOHO SSTahahahap plehehaSEHAHA” screeching as dream brushed over a sensitive spot on his tummy, just above his hips.

“Awh this is a sensitive spot isn’t it baby? Your little tummy is just so sensitive!! I could tickle it for bourse~!” Going close to his ears and whispering it in them, taking his hands away from his stomach to gentle tickle his ears. “I forget how ticklish your ears are, we need to tickle you more don’t we~?”

“Nohoho yohuhu- you alrehehahady tic-tihihih do ihihit enouhuhugh toho me!” He giggled, his head twitching and squirming uselessly pulling at his hands trying to protect his ears.

“Awh! Little Georgie can’t say it, can’t say the harmless little word… tickle! Tickly tickles !! Tickle tickle tickle~” blowing on his ears as he went back to fully tickling his stomach.

“FAHAHA N-nohohOHO MOHOHOREHE PLHAHAHA PLEAHAhaSHEHE” throwing his head back into dreams shoulder as sapnap began tickling his arches he didn’t realise sapnap had pulled his socks up more.

“No more? Okay sweet boy, we won’t tickle you anymore” he slowed his tickling resting his hands next to him.

“Okay, we’ll stop tickling you.” Dream slowed his tickling to, resting his hands in George’s thighs.

“Nohoho dohont do thihihis!” He blushed, squirming when they didn’t start tickling him again.

“We’re just doing what you asked? No more tickles!”

“Yeah Georgie, you asked us to stop?”

They smirked, hearing George whine.

“Ihi i didn’t mehean to.. to actually stop” the last few words being bearly audible.

“Oo~ you want us to keep tickling you?” They both lifted their hands just hovering over the tickle spots, but never touching.

“Yehehes plehehase”

“Please what pretty boy~?” Sapnap tesded swiping up his heel to his arch his toes curling.

“Dohont make me sahahay it..”

“Say what?” Dream lightly spidered up his sides, but he didn’t continue after he did that.

George whined, silent for a few minutes before swallowing his pride and asking for tickles. “Pl.. please can youhu guys,, uhm like- tihihckle me?”

“Awh well done baby!!”

“Of course we can~!”

They continued on tickling him, before sapnap hit a very sensitive spot on his arches causing George to squeal and pull his feet back somehow breaking out of sapnaps grip.

“This just won’t do will it sweetie? How am I supposed to tickle you when you can escape.”

“Maybe you should tie his ankles too~” gently scratching at his belly button while the other hand did quick gentle pinches at his hip.

Dreams suggestion causing George to whine and blush but never disagree to it.

“Hmm that’s actually, for once, a good idea dream. Would that be alright baby? If I tied your ankles too?”

George laughed at sapnaps quick attack at dream about for once having a good idea, he blushed. “Uhuhm yes thahat would be o-okay”

“Thank you sweetie.” Sapnap gentle tickled under his chin before leaving to get more rope to tie his ankles.

Dream decided this would be a perfect opportunity to tease George, he began lightly tracing his sides as he did so.

“Your gonna get tiiiickled~! All over your little belly and your feet, it’s gonna be so bad. You’ll be squealing and squirming trying to get away but you won’t be able to! You’ll have to sit there and take allll of the tickly tickles we give you!”

George blushed and whined, squirming slightly from the sensations on his sides and the incoming sensations on his feet.

Sapnap came back not to long after carrying rope and some tools.

“I brought some tools but we don’t have to use them! I thought we could try them out, would you like that gogy?”

“Hehe u-uhuhm yeheah I.. I’d like to try some.” Blushing looking away.

“I’m gonna tie your ankles now, is that still okay?”

“Yehes.. yes, it’s alright.” George appreciated him asking, he knew the two would never do anything he didn’t want but it still felt nice asking.

He lifted his ankles up as he gentle tied them together, once he finished he took his big toes with some other rope and tied them too.

George tried to wiggle them but with the rope there it was difficult, even more so trying to curl them- taking away his only protection, aside from his socks but he knew those was going to be taken away.

“Okay George, are you ready?” Dream stopped his tickling completely so George could answer.

“You remember your safe word baby? What is it?” Sapnap got back on his newly tied ankles, not tickling just yet.

“My safe word is blue”

“Good job, are there any tools you’d like me not to use?”

“Uhm, n-no hairbrush’s please… they feel like they’d hurt more than they tic-tickled.”

Sapnap smiled and hovered his hands over his feet, happy knowing George can put so much trust into them and feel safe. “Of course, no hairbrush’s. Are feathers and toothbrushes okay”

“I-I’m not sure, I’ve never tried them.”

“It’s okay, wanna try today?”

George nodded wiggling a little as he felt dreams hand run up and down his sides, in a comforting and tickly manner.

“Verbal confirmation baby”

“Y-yes, trying them okay.”

Sapnap stretched his back from being hunched over, getting back into position hovering over George’s half socked feet. “Okay. When we use them and you don’t like one of them, say red if you wanna keep up the tickling and stop using the tools.”

George nodded and blushed. Squirming when he felt sapnaps hand on his arches, dreams hand just coming to the centre of his stomach a little above his belly button.

George squealed when he felt something soft brush around his heel, trying to scrunch his toes but the awful, awful tie stopped them.

“NahahHAHA wHAHAHAT ihihis thAHAHAT?!” Squirming as dream spidered up and down his sides to add to the tickly feel.

“A feather ! Dream loves them so I thought you’d like them too~!” Smirking, looking back at dream who had a slight blush who was scowling back.

He scoffed, stumbling over his words slightly “W-whatever, get back to tickling our little Georgie”

and they did, sapnap still gentle fluttering the feather on his arches and his heels, dream going back to tickling his stomach going from spidering up and down his sides, tweaking his ribs and swirling a finger in his belly button.

"NAHAhahaHA THAHATS SOHOHO BAHahaD" george was thrashing in dreams lap squealing at how bad the tickles were.

"awh!! imagine how its going to be when i feather between your little toesies! or when i get the toothbrush and brush inbetween them!!"

"NAHAHA IHIHT'LL TIHIHICKEHEHEL sohOHO MUHUCH" George had a few tears streaming down his face, laughter becoming silent every few seconds. "BREHAHAHAHKE PLeheAHAHSE" his laughter going wheezy.

"of course sweetie" dream slowed his tickling, sapnap did the same.

"Do you want some water baby?"

george still laughing nodded, resting his head on dreams shoulder. sapnap came back not to long after with a glass of water and a straw. "here you go sweetie" he placed the cup near him holding the straw to his mouth as georges hands were tied. He drank the whole glass, pulling away as his breathes even out.

"wanna continue darling?" dream asked as he placed his head on his shoulder, still holding his sides but not tickling.

"yehehes plehease" dream pulled his head back, pulling george back as he did so, so he was further back in dreams lap.

sapnap began rolling his socks all the way back, stopping to untie his already tied toes, getting rid of his socks and retying them. "are you exited georgie? i'm gonna tiiiickle your toes~!" he grabbed the feather and gentle swiped back and forth on the balls of his feet.

George squealed, trying to pull his feet back but having no luck. "EHEHEHAHAH NAHAHA I-I'M SOHOH SEHENSITHIHVE THEHERE GYAA SAHAPNAHAP" squealing as sapnap was now feathering in between his toes, pulling each of his toes back switching from the feather to the toothbrush to brush the stems of his toes, the pads and all in between his toes.

Dream was tickling his stomach, his sides and belly button. Dipping in it with a feather and swirling it around, sometimes abanding the feather to tweak and pinch all over georges ribs.

"Awh!! youre so sensitive, just about everywhere huh baby? All over your little tummy and sides, your little ribs!"

"your feet too sweetie!! especially these little toes of yoyrs, there so small and tickly. ahh~ tickle tickle tickle!!!"

George was hysterical laughing, squealing thrashing all over the place. Tears streaming down his face, his pleas and begs getting him nowhere but more tickles and teases. "NAHAHAHAH SRAHAHAHP PLEHEHEHE PLEASHEHE IT- IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKEHEHELS"

"Of course it will!! you're being tickled!!"

"Yess~ more tickly tickles for our little ticklish baby~!"

George couldn't handle a lot more, all of the tickles were becoming to much, his laughter going silent. The tickling slowed down a little.

"NOHOHOH MO-MOHOHORE B-BLUHUHUHUE!! BLUE! "

The tickling stopped, his ankles being united and sapnap getting up to help untie his wrists.

"You did so well dear, you took the tickles so well!"

Once his wrist were united he pulled them to his chest, pulling his legs up to dreams lap curling on himself in his lap. Dream wrapped his arms around him, pulling him back so they was laying in the corner of the sofa being cradled by dream as he rubbed his back.

Sapnap came back in with another glass of water, handing it to George with a plate in his hands. "I have some toast for when you're done with your water."

George smiled and nodded. "Thank you guys, this was.. uhm, really fun."

"awh Georgie, you're so cute!!"

he blushed shoving his head into dreams chest as they cooed over him.

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Hooray I finished it 🥳 I half way through I had to switch to my laptop as my phone kept doing something weird so I apologise if there are any mistakes!

#tickle content #mushies lee!george week #ler!sapnap #ler!dream #dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #tickle fluff #tickle fic #sfw tickling community #sfw tk blog #sfw interaction only

[aninklingof]

An Unlucky Encounter

I am bored and I want Lee! Dream so here we are. I’m spoiling y’all with so much content this week.

Lee! Dream

Ler! DreamXD

Warnings: XD has 4 arms, ✨extremely platonic✨

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Luck was truly not on Dream’s side today.

He, Sapnap and George had decided to do manhunt training that morning, but with a slight twist. To raise the stakes a bit, the three had decided to throw some cash in. If Dream won, he’d get ten dollars from his two friends (adding up to $20). If they won, he’d give each of them twenty bucks. Now with money on the line, Dream was a little more eager to win.

Unfortunately, the manhunt hadn’t quite started out the way he’d hoped. Toward the beginning Sapnap had kept up with him a little too well, so when he came up upon a village with a blacksmith Dream had to run right past it to keep away from the ravenhead hot on his heels.

George looted the blacksmith and when he finally caught up with Dream and Sapnap he was wielding an iron sword and clad in an iron chestplate. Not only that, but he’d gotten all the bread he possibly could from the village as well. With the two hunters being well armed and with plenty of food to keep their health up, Dream really had no other choice than to flee.

Eventually he had managed to lose the two by jumping through the canopies of the forest and hiding in a cave. He steadied himself by leaning against the wall and took heaving, greedy breaths. His mind was racing for any semblance of a plan when his train of thought was interrupted by a familiar pop.

Dream whipped around and was greeted by the sight of the server protector, DreamXD. “E-Ex, now’s not the best time,” he stuttered.

“Where are we?” The god asked, having to bend down due to the cave being too small for them.

“Look, I’m in the middle of a manhunt with Sapnap and George right now. They’re probably really close by so keep your voice down okay?” Dream explained in a hoarse whisper, an edge of irritation in his tone.

“I thought we agreed that you would tell me when you did a manhunt,” XD said lowly, crossing their arms disapprovingly.

Since the ultimate goal of manhunt was to get to the end and beat the dragon, and XD’s job was to make sure mortals didn’t do exactly that, the two had agreed that as long as Dream let his godly counterpart know when one of these hunts was to take place, XD would allow them to enter the end. Afterward XD would revive the dragon and put the end back to the way it was, and time would move on as normal.

However since this was only training, Dream only needed to find the stronghold and the portal room, not enter the end itself. So he hadn’t told XD.

“What? No, it’s not a real manhunt— we’re just training.” Dream peeked his head out of the cave mouth, checking for any sign of Sapnap and George. “Listen, I really don’t have time for this right now—“

“You need to tell me when you play your hunts, brother,” XD scolded, their voice dark and intimidating.

Dream scoffed and rolled his eyes. “It’s just training Ex, it didn’t matter.”

“No.” The deity interrupted, their arms unfolding out of their cloak. “You should’ve told me. I think a punishment is in order.”

Dream’s stomach dropped as if he was on a rollercoaster. Before he could even think about running though he was tackled to the cave floor, his arms stretched out to his sides by XD’s top set of arms. The bottom set then grabbed the hem of his hoodie and lifted it to his ribs, causing a surge of panic to go through his body.

“WAIT XD noho! Not right now! I’m trying toho hide!” Dream whisper-yelled, choking down frantic giggles that climbed his throat.

“Then you’d best stay quiet, hm?” XD replied, pushing up their mask to reveal their teasing fanged grin and simultaneously flicking off the blonde man’s mask.

“Noho plehease! Dohon’t!”

The deity ignored his pleas, is clawed hands wigging in the air just above Dream’s exposed stomach. “Ooh Dreamie, I’m gonna get your little belly~!”

“Ehehex dehehee plehehease! Thehey could be nehehearby!” The man giggled, sucking in his tummy as far as it would go to avoid the teasing fingers.

“Then don’t laugh.” And finally XD’s fingers touched down, skittering all over Dream’s sensitive stomach.

The green-clad speedrunner squealed, bucking and wigging every which way. His face was scrunched up and his smile was wide as he tried to muffle his uncontrollable laughter.

XD smiled, delighted with their brother’s struggle to keep quiet as his fingers scratched over every inch of his bouncing tummy.

“Hm, I’m impressed. Usually you’d be losing it right now.” The god commented teasingly, zeroing in on the sides of Dream’s stomach. In response the mortal arched his back and let out a whine, shaking his head side to side.

“What, not here? It’s riiiight here too ticklish for you?~” XD scratched ever-so gently at the freckled skin, moving slowly to his waistline.

Dream yipped and his muffled laughter grew slightly more frantic, his blonde hair flopping every which-way.

“What about here?~” they cooed, now tickling each side of the man’s belly button. Mirthful tears pricked the corners of Dream’s eyes but he stayed strong. XD knew he wouldn’t be able to stay quiet for much longer, and they knew exactly how to break him.

“What about….. right…… here!” XD suddenly poked a nail into Dream’s belly button, wiggling it wildly. His eyes popped open and a wheeze finally escaped his his lips, loud unbridled laughter following soon after.

“EHEHEHEX DEHEHEE NOHOHOHO!! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!! IHIT TIHIHIHICKLES TOO MAHAHAH—!!” Dream pressed out between desperate peals of laughter, squirming like his life depended on it.

XD removed their finger and quickly dipped their head down, planting a big raspberry right on the poor man’s belly while their hands clawed at his hips. Dream’s laughter rose into silence, arching his back in pure ticklish agony. The shocks running through his nerves were far too intense, overrunning his brain to where all he could think was ‘IT TICKLES IT TICKLES IT TICKLES’

“PLEHEHEHEASE XD!!! I GIHIHIVE!! MEHEHERCEHEHE—AHAHAHA!!”

At the mortal’s desperate cry XD stopped, releasing Dream’s arms and firmly rubbing his tingling abdomen to work out the leftover tickles. Dream’s arms didn’t move down, staying right where they were as he giggled and gasped for breath.

“You okay?” XD asked, only to get a weak nod in return.

The deity scooped up the limp, giggly man in their arms and strode out of the cave. Off in a clearing not too far away Sapnap and George were arguing over which was their compass was pointing when XD approached them.

They instantly stoped bickering and rushed over worriedly. XD calmly reassured them that Dream was okay and that he just needed to nap for a bit. The god offered to teleport them back to the community house, which they agreed to. There XD laid Dream on a bed (that they spawned in), bid farewell to George and Sapnap, and disappeared out the door.

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#lee!dream #Ler DreamXD #dsmp fic #dsmp tickle #tickle fics #tickle community #DSMP #dream smp #Seans tickle fic

[mushiewrites]

could you do lee sapnap with 💖 and 🐷?

Have a great day/night :]

My lil sapnap 🥺 he is actually one of my favorite people in the world he is so precious and i LOVE HIM SM 😭 thank u for sending this in Elliot! 💞

word(s) / prompts from this post!

Sapnap couldn't remember the last time he laughed this hard. Although with George drilling his nimble fingers under his arms like he was, Sapnap wasn't sure he'd be able to remember his own name at this point.

The youngest boys head was thrown back against Dream's chest, twisting his body and trying his best to dislodge the blonde boys hold from around his waist in order to get one of his arms free to stop George. Even though his arms were technically being held down against his sides, George was able to keep his fingers right on the center of his armpits, poking and prodding with calculated pressure that he knew would make Sapnap scream.

"P-Plehease Ge-EORORGE!" Dream could tell Sapnap was reaching his breaking point as his cries and begging became a little more raspier, a little more desperate. He moved one of his arms from its place against Sapnap's waist to tap at George's shoulder, getting the oldest boys attention and causing him to slow down the tickles. This allowed for Sapnap to take in some much needed air, however it still tickled like hell nonetheless.

"Okahay okay, Sap. Don't worry. He's done," Dream chuckled when George let out an overdramatic huff of disapproval at the blonde ruining his fun. He released his hold completely from Sapnap as George removed his hands from under his arms and both older boys watched as Sapnap all but melted back into Dream, still lost in a world of giggles. As he was calming down, Dream tapped on his arm, getting the smaller boys attention and getting a grunt of acknowledgement as his eyes remained closed.

"I wanna show George one more thing, is that okay?" Sapnap thought for a minute, still attempting to regulate his breath. He was about to protest, but knew that Dream knew him better than anyone else - he would never push him farther than he wanted to go. After a few more seconds of battling with his thoughts, he agreed, nodding his head and letting out a nervous giggle as George and Dream switched places.

"Okay George, so obviously you saw how to wreck our precious little Sapling here," Dream began, earning an irritated "hey!" from the younger at the nickname. "But I'm gonna show you something even better - how to get him to snort."

"Ohoho come on Dream, dohohon't show him that!" Sapnap pleaded half-heartedly, a small gasp escaping his mouth as he felt Dream place his hands on his hips. Dream gave a preemptive squeeze to his hips, letting out a chuckle himself when Sapnap bucked violently into the air. His head flew back against George's shoulder, almost whacking him square in the nose and making the oldest boy yelp as he just barely dodged it.

"No, Dream, DO show me that. After Sapnap almost just bashed my face in, he deserves it. But let's get moving here before he actually breaks my nose." Dream giggled brightly at George's complaints, but decided it would be best to just dive in head first. With that, he gave another squeeze to Sapnap's hips. Then another. Then another.

The fifth squeeze was apparently enough to break through Sapnap's tough exterior he was pretending to have, because the smaller boy burst out into high pitched giggles, littered with tiny snorts here and there whenever Dream squeezed over a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves that resided over his hip bones.

"Oh my gosh, Sapnap, you're like a little piglin!" George was cackling as Sapnap began to blush, squeezing his eyes shut and turning to try and hide his face against George's neck as his arms were trapped in the brunettes grasp.

"He is a little piglin, isn't he?" Dream watched his best friends fondly, one dying of giggles and snorts, the other teasing the hell out of him knowing damn well Sapnap would get his revenge once he got his stamina back.

And even if Dream knew that after all of that, Sapnap and George would eventually team up against him, he wouldn't have it any other way.

#lee!sapnap #ler!dream #ler!george #yay thank u elliot!! #elliot tword #asks #mushie ficlets #my stuff #mcyt tickle

[pomellon]

Silly thoughts for the dragon valley au!

Sapnap’s growth is stunted because the city vets recommended Punz feeding him a diet similar to a pygmy dragon, not containing enough nutritions and specific minerals for Sap to grow like he should have. Once Foolish has a look at him he guesses he’s only half the size he should be at his age and gives Punz a proper dietary plan to feed him. And oh boy does Sapnap start growing once he gets proper food in him, but he doesn't catch up in size instantly.

George and Karl are both bigger than him, mostly due to age. George is big enough to carry Dream and all their equipment to hunt in the monstrous wild. Karl can alter his size, usually staying fairly small so he can stay curled around (he’s a zilants like dragon) and attached to Foolish, but can also grow large enough to ride on.

Karl doesn't care about Sapnap’s size, usually keeping his own size just a little bit smaller to curl around him and have Sap carrying him around. George on the other hand likes to tease Sapnap about it constantly, gloating how great he himself is to be able to carry his human AND all their stuff. This frustrates Sapnap to no end and he’s determined to grow bigger than George, to be able to carry his own human on his back and so much more than what George can!

This ends with Sapnap and Karl coming up with ridiculous ideas to make Sapnap grow faster. One of them being tying huge rocks to Sapnap for him to drag around to grow “stronger”, with Karl staying curled around his torso and cheering him on of course! 

Punz and Foolish will watch this go down from a distance, using their combined himbo smarts to try figure what the fuck their dragons are doing. 

#himbros #karl jacobs #sapnap #georgenotfound #Foolish thinks that they're trying to build something #Punz think they're trying to help him farm #Sapnap does end up growing to very similar size to George eventually tho #George remains a little bigger but Sapnap claims it's just his stupid feathers making him look taller #dragon valley au #pom talks

[fluffallamaful]

Turned Tables

🦙🦙🦙…

written for Llama’s Lee Dream Month

— Day 3 (Mask)

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

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

Word Count: 2290

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

🦙🦙🦙…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Your mom’s house.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“DREEAAAMM!!”

“WHAA—!?”

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

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

“George quick get his axe!!”

“nO whAT!? What are you doing?!”

“And his sword!!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“sTAhP!!”

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

“What?!”

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

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

Wha-

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

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

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

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

“GEORGE!!”

“WAAIIIT!!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Stop.”

“What was that giggle then for huh?“

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“nOHoHoho!”

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

“Why’re your eyes shut cutie?”

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

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

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

“STAHAP!!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“After I get my revenge of course.”

🦙🦙🦙…

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

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[grace122]

I'm back from hell darlings <3 and Welcome to the section [Honeymoon Headcanons] by your dearest presenter 🐼☕ anon! Today we have 🥁...! George!

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He was nervous, like, incredibly nervous about your guys wedding, but he managed to control himself not to cry. Sapnap and Dream told you in secret he did cry a lot last night.

However, in the wedding's party, he had you dancing with him, sitting next to him, doing everything with him. He couldn't leave you out of his sight or touch. It was so adorable to see him like this, slight and dangerous touches on your skin. It was truly a delight, specially for you, as George would whisper sinful things to your ear. It was being truly a punishment for the both of you having to wait until the honeymoon arrived.

Once it arrived though? It was heaven's gates opened up for you. And it was fun to see George quite eager waiting in line to get out of the airport.

George had rented a cute house near the beach, and it was pretty stunning, even if you guys barely spent time seeing the house, George may or may not have left you without walking for a while. You both had decided to wait for the night for the 'fun' part of the honeymoon, you had a week after all. So you spent the day out of the house, looking at the shops and touristic places nearby the house. It was a stunning place, and you both looked like sweethearts walking down the streets.

Once the night arrived? George had charged you on his arms and placed you in the bed. His soft smile turning into a sly smirk. You were in for a long time.

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You tried to squirm away, your body crying out at George's tease. He had being edging you repeatedly most of the night, not letting you cum ever once. "Oh, come on baby, you can do better than this, why so desperate?" he whispered on your skin, he had being marking and kissing your whole body as he kept on edging your sweet core. His eyes glared at you once you tried to squirm away from his touch. "'s too much George!" you whimpered, making George scoff. "Is too much? My poor baby can't be edged more?", he taunted, his voice sounding in a fake worry, "Well that's too bad, isn't it?".

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Your begging finally had it's effect. George hummed, starting to get impatient to be inside of you. "Such a good girl, aren't you?" he mumbled, giving small pecks all over your body and lips, you whimpered. "You behaved so well, I should reward you, shouldn't I?" he smirked, teasing your entrance with his cock.

"George, please..." you begged, practically crying out for pleasure. "Alright, alright, I'll give you your wish" he smiled softly, giving a kiss on your forehead.

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Remember how George would keep edging you? Yeah, well, now you wouldn't stop cumming. George overstimulated you as much as he could.

One, two, three, you had lost count of how many times he had made you cum already. "Such a pretty girl, you were made to take my cock, weren't you? My own personal cock-slut~" he groaned as he kept fucking you. His pace was fast and deep the whole time, it was like he didn't want to get away from you. It was a miracle the moments you managed to kept shut when George fucked you.

"Ow, are you close baby?", he teased with a smirk, "Go on, cum on my cock baby~ make a mess out of yourself" he whispered in your ear. "You're in for a long night, darling, I want to make sure you'll be only mine~ My pretty, slutty, wife~"

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Vote; Punz or Karl next?

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AHHH THE ENDING GOOD LORDDDDISGOSHOAHOCGWHSH (ALSO PUNZ NEXT FOR SURE😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫)

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[wishitweresummer]

Claw Game (Dream x Sapnap)

Word count: 779

(part two is here.)

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

"Dream don't!!! DON'T!!!". Sapnap thrashed wildly under a smirking Dream. He was on top of him and keeping his wrists pinned firmly to the ground above his head. His shirt had been pulled up to reveal his stomach and Dream had his hand hanging over it diabolically. Stupid claw game.

"Stay still, I'm trying to pick my prize.", Dream teased. Sapnap whined and kicked at the ground.

Dream moved his clawed hand over to the right, then left again, letting it dangle idly as if it was really a claw inside one of those claw machines instead of just Dream being an idiot. Sapnap huffed in fury. Dream and him often got into fights and Sapnap would find himself pinned and tickled, but this technique was completely driving him up a wall. Dream tickling him would usually be pretty straightforward; pin him down and tickle him. Sapnap can't remember a time before where he was ever toyed with like this. His ears burned with embarrassment from how such a childish game was affecting him.

"You're an idiot!!", he shouted. He had to look away when his voice cracked and Dream barked out a little laugh at it. Sapnap vowed to kill him as soon as he was free.

Suddenly, Dream picked his prize and his clawed hand dropped down to the right of Sapnap's bellybutton and all five fingers pressed in as the hand vibrated. Sapnap threw back his head and screamed. The nerves inside of him had been winding up into a tighter and tighter ball as Dream teased him. Now, he was near hysterical. Dream watched in amazement as Sapnap thrashed and shrieked with laughter, not moving from that spot on his tummy.

"What is going on? You're so ticklish today!". Sapnap could only shake his head. Dream pulled his hand back up and dangled it over him again. It swung in threatening little circles. Sapnap whined through his pants for air. He wouldn't survive another, he was sure. "I really enjoyed that prize, I think I'll try for another.". Dream was evil.

Sapnap burst into giggles at the implication.

"No no please! No more!", he begged. Dream snorted.

"What? I've barely even tickled you!". Dream moved the claw over and up higher, even adding a little 'bzzzrt' sound for the effect. Sapnap whimpered and giggled harder. Dream tilted his head, curious and amused.

"This is so dumb, stop this stupid game! I hate you!", Sapnap sounded beyond whiny. He kicked at the ground behind Dream. Silently, he thanked the universe for George not being here. He wasn't sure why this game had him reduced to a flustered hypersensitive mess, but he knew Dream wouldn't tease him too badly. He would, but nothing to the level he knew George would.

     His anticipatory giggles were only just calming down when Dream moved the claw to dangle over Sapnap's bellybutton before dropping down and attacking him again. The younger screeched helplessly as the fingers pressed in and vibrated mercilessly in a claw. His whole body jerked and flinched as he wailed with laughter.

Dream pulled his hand back up after a few seconds and grinned goofily as Sapnap stayed squirming. He was a red-faced giggly mess.

"Let me go!!". Dream made his 'bzzzrt" sound effect as he moved and dangled his claw over Sapnap's ribs; a significantly more ticklish spot. Sapnap cried out in protest, but Dream quickly dropped the claw down and started digging into the side of his ribs. Sapnap nearly broke out of the hold as he instantly twisted and screamed with laughter. He tried begging, but it was completely incoherent. His eyes watered as he kicked weakly at the ground, feeling so small and helpless.

     Dream lifted up again and laughed as Sapnap whined through his unending giggles. He hadn't calmed down for one second since Dream pinned him. He ruffled his sweaty hair as he let him calm down a bit.

"This game makes you go totally insane.”.

"Yeah…I don't know why.", Sapnap admitted softly. Dream's curiosity was flustering. He had that expression he normally wore when he wanted to know everything about a subject. Sapnap groaned.

"Yeah, you're pretty ticklish, but you're a total mess right now and I only went for the prize three times.". Sapnap flinched at his playful choice of words. "I think these little games make it worse for you.", Dream hummed when he finished. He gave a little nod as well, pleased with his own conclusion.

"Do not tell George.", he said with as much authority as he could.

"Don't tell George what?". They both jumped out of their skin at the British voice behind them.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

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[asiogie]

sending you a snippet of my own fic that I abandoned for now to cheer you up. is this count as promotion when I don't even know I'm gonna finish it or not? don't post it hope you like it, your tweets is the best thing on dttwt

George cocked his head to the side, looking up at Dream–making their proximity even closer. This close, Dream can see the faint smattering of freckles on George's nose, his warm breath on Dream cheeks. "Is that even a question?"

"Stop clinging to me then," Dream teases, fingers absentmindedly rubbing a spot on George's bare arm. Like always, George seems to melt into his touch and Dream keeps it further in his mind. He's not entirely sure he's ready to open that can of worm first. 

"You're the one who did it first," George chides, but the tone of his voice betrays his true intention, George small hand ghosted across his arm, sending a pleasant shiver down his spine. It makes his brain short circuit a little bit, his hold tighten. "See?"

Dream let out a groan seeing George smirk grow bigger,  "Now that is just not fair."

"Stop being an idiot then."

"To be fair, I'm just trying to catch you from falling down."

"Oh yes," George scoffs, rolling his eyes. "My knight. Mi sueño."

Dream can feel the heat that rushes to his cheeks, the hard thump of his heart behind his ribcage. He shouldn't be this affected when George says the word mockingly, but the intimacy of the added syllable, the possessive nature of it... He wants it, yearns for it. For George to say it over and over again--for it to be the loudest thing in the world. 

"Oh." George's eyes widened, a sense of wonder caught in his tone. "You actually like that."

There's no use in denying when George knows him better than anyone else, not even Sapnap can read him as well as George can. "You know what, you know it's not.."

From the way George laughs, Dream sure it won't be forgotten anytime soon. 

GEORGE CALLING DREAM SUEÑO IN FICS >>>>>

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[kasey-writes-stuff]

I'm always down for lee!George and ler!Dream 😬

Careful cuddles leading to domestic bliss

It had been around a month or two since George had finally made it to America and since Dream has face revealed! They took the first few days to just calm down and settle into the house and then did the face reveal and posted the meet up vlog and after that went to twitchcon! After all that and a few meet ups with some friends they all decided to just take it slow and not do much for a few weeks apart from some streams. Sapnap was currently in his office playing and streaming valorant with punz as Dream and George sat cuddled on the couch.. It had taken a few weeks for them to get like this, George not being one to initiate contact and Dream being ever worried about crossing peoples boundaries..

It had started around the second week in the three of them were up til around two A.M. watching some anime sapnap had insisted on showing them when George had begun to grow tired as did Dream.. Dream noticed George beginning to doze off and lightly nudged him “Y-you um you can lay down on the couch if you want” George flinched softly at the nudge “hmm? O-oh um I…” Dream flushed softly “W-well I mean if if you’re not comfortable you don’t have to lay your head on me you could put your feet here instead or you you don’t have to lay down at all I mean it’s fine we can just have sapnap turn it off and we finish it tomorrow” George flushes softly as well glancing at dreams lap a yawn escapes him and he glances up at dream “I… no it’s fine I’m uh I’m fine with laying my head on your lap…” And so George ever so softly lays his head on dreams lap and at first he doesn’t even have his full weight on it but eventually he grows so sleepy it starts dropping more and more, Dream can’t help but be enamored by this moment he’s dreamed of simplistic moments like this with his two best friends for years and now it’s actually happening.. Before he’s fully registered what he’s doing as he gets back into the show slightly, one of his hands has found place in George’s hair as his other draps over his midsection… His hand lightly caresses through George’s hair getting out small knots as he does so, George flinches softly at first and dream quickly glances down and pulls his hand out “o-oh sorry sorry i um sorry I didn’t realize…” George waves him off softly “n-no s fine you can *yawn* keep going” Dream nods “o-okay” so they stay like that about twenty minutes before Dream himself as fallen asleep… Sapnap rolls his eyes softly shutting off the TV and grabbing a couple blankets he places one over George and one over dreams shoulders and needs to bed….

After that night Dream slowly began initiating touch with George more and more small head pats of teasing over his shortness compared to Dream, more hugs, simple moments of cuddling together but these times nearly zero hesitation and no need for either to ask to cuddle or lay on the other… Dream was in pure bliss such domestic moments were probably some of his favorite moments… So we fast forward back to the current domestic moment of bliss… Dream and George were cuddling as per usual watching some Disney movie Dream threw on mostly as background noise and they idly chatted about the plans for the next few weeks seeing as Karl, Foolish and Quackity were coming to stay.. “So basically just wanna do IRL streams during their visits?” George questions, Dream nods “Yea I figure it’ll be easiest and I figure Punz will come over as well so I just don’t think it’d be easy to find a what seven player game?” George nods “yea okay so what will we do?” Dream shrugs “I don’t know I figure maybe a Q&A, maybe get some fans to send in some truth or dares, it would be a mess but we could do a cooking stream” George laughs softly “seven people in the kitchen trying to cook?” Dream laughs softly as well “Yea I know it’s crazy but it would be funny” George nods “yea I guess the mess would be worth it” Dream nods “mhm so I guess that’s settled” George nods “I suppose so”

They go back to watching the movie this time more intently, so much so Dream begins tracing idle shapes on George’s side not realizing it until he notices George squirming and looks down at him curiously and then looks to his hand and notices what he’s doing… he smirks softly deciding to continue and see just how long until George stops him… He continues the simple shapes on his sides a few minutes with no complaint from George just squirms and hitches of breath but once Dream begins moving towards George’s ribs George freezes holding a breath and Dreams eyes widen before narrowing like a predator who’s about to capture their prey… He pauses his movements and George waits a few moments before letting out his breath and settling back down… That’s when Dream strikes!

He doesn’t start scribbling or squeezing though he doesn’t wanna do too much or take it too far too quick so he simply begins tracing George’s lowest rib bone but the reaction is instant! George squeaks and begins squirming fully and giggling! “Eek! Drehehahhammm whhihiyyy!” Dream laughs softly “well I started tracing your side not realizing at first what I was doing until I saw you squirming and so I just decided to see how long I could do it until you’d ask me to stop and you didn’t so I moved up and noticed you freeze so I waited for you to unfreeze before starting here, why? Well it’s just fun and cute, do you want me to stop?” George blushes brightly “yoourrhehehe suhuhcchh ahahnnn ihihoddihihioohohtt! B-buhuhuttt nohoho yooouuuu dohohonnttt hahavvehehehe tohoho stohoppp… Ohohonnllyyy behehecchahauhihussshehee yoourrrhehe hahahvvihihinngf fuhuhunn!” Dream rolls his eyes knowingly “sure George only because I’m having fun, can I up it to lightly scribbling or no?” George bites his lip softly on contemplation “ihihi ihihi guhueehehsss fohohohorrr ahha fehewww mihihinnuhttheehehsss b-buhuttt plehehasshehee stohohppp whehehnnn ihihi shahayy?” Dream nods firmly “of course George the second you utter the word stop I will!” George nods softly and so Dream wastes no time scribbling softly up George’s ribs!

George jumps squeaking again louder giggles pouring out “Eek! NahahHAHAHAHA DRHEhehehhahahammm!” Drema smirks “yes George? Hmm? What’s up does it…” he leans close to George’s ear “tickle?” George squeals not expecting dreams breathe on his ear or the feeling of his hair grazing it! He quickly brings his arm up rubbing his hand against his ear “EEP NAHAHA DOHOHNNTTT!” Dreams eyes widen in shock “okay I’m definitely going to keep that in mind for the future!” Dreams hand moves to George’s upper ribs and his giggles increase even more as does his squirming, the slow and gentle tickles have started to become almost maddening George debates asking for rougher quicker ones but his pride won’t allow it so instead he calls stop “AHAHA NAHA IDHIHTTT ohohkkahhayyy ohohokkkahhyyy stohohppp! PLEEHEAHAHSSEE!” And so true to his word Dream immediately stops, he switches to firmly rubbing his hand on George’s ribs to dispel the left over ghost tickles.. George takes in small breathes of air turning himself onto his back smiling dazily, Dream looks at him his fave flushed softly hismelf smilimg dazily as well… this will definitely have to become a normal thing and something he needs to explore more… Suddenly he’s pulled out of his thoughts by a poke to his side making him jump and look at George who’s smirking with eyes shining with mischief “So you’re ticklish too hmm?” Dreams blush turns bright red as he clears his throat “s-so um what do you think of the movie?” George rolls his eyes deciding he’ll do at least a small investigation into that later “it’s alright I guess for a movie about singing cats or whatever” Dream rolls his eyes as he scoffs “whatever I’m sure you just couldn’t fully appreciate it with all your giggling” George flushes and sits up and then stands up “so um you hungry I can go make us something” Dream laughs sitting up then standing up as well “oh no you’re not last time you tried to cook you forgot to turn the oven off and nearly burnt the house down! Come on I’ll make us something” he grabs George’s hand and so off to the kitchen they go, the movie lays abandoned but I have a feeling that it may become one they watch rather often…

The end

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