#sapnap (implied)

[rat-creates]

Doing my part to spread snf puppy propaganda

#my art #the mouse squeaks #sapnap #sapnap fanart #georgenotfound #georgenotfound fanart #dnn #it's implied #dreamnotnap #karl fanart #im not tagging Q #dreblr #dreamwastaken

[dralbum]

Sapnap holding a baby! :3

#art #sapnap #georgenotfound #dreamwastaken #dnn #<- implied

[mushiewrites]

Losing the Battle, Winning the War

hello hello! I had a special request from the menace herself, @wishitweresummer, asking me to write Sapnap and George wrecking the hell out of each other. And who am I to say no to that? Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!

Sapnap + George are wrestling when Sapnap makes an interesting discovery. After enduring some harsh cruelty from him, George makes a new discovery of his own

(switch!George / switch!Sapnap : 4K words)

“Give up, Snapmap!” George seethed through his teeth, attempting to maneuver the younger boy into a headlock and letting out a screech when their positions were suddenly flipped. 

“Fuck that! No way, pretty boy, you’re going down.” Sapnap fought back, managing to throw an arm around the back of George’s neck and pull him down to waist level instead. 

He tightened his grip around the older boy, letting out an evil laugh that bellowed throughout the living room. George let out another yell in frustration, clawing at Sapnap’s arm and wiggling to try and worm his way to freedom. He stomped his foot like a toddler when he realized his efforts were futile, a long whine following the action that made Sapnap burst into another round of giggles. George used the heel of his foot to step on one of Sapnap’s, leaning all of his weight on it and pressing down as hard as he could. The younger boy yelped, ramming his hip into George to throw him off balance and laughing triumphantly when it worked.

“Let GO of me! This- this isn’t fair!” George thrashed harder in Sapnap’s arms, grunting and groaning when nothing he did seemed to loosen the grip he had on him. In his flailing, he managed to grip onto the sensitive skin of Sapnap’s tricep, pinching and squeezing as hard as he could to make him let go. Sapnap screamed out at this, loosening his grip for a moment before shoving his fingers between the bones of George’s ribcage and vibrating them in, making him howl. The headlock kept him folded over, unable to truly protect himself from the intense tickles he was receiving. He swore he was dying.

“NOHOHO! Sahahapnap! Stop!” The begging started immediately as Sapnap’s fingers found his most sensitive rib, pinching and playing with it like it was his new favorite toy. After a few seconds of this, George turned to putty in his hold, letting himself fall into a deadweight and sending both of them to the floor in a heap of giggles.“Gehehet away!” George squealed as he turned onto his tummy to crawl away, only just getting on his hands and knees when Sapnap pushed against his back, sending him crashing to the floor again. 

“Oh Georgie! There’s nowhere to run, huh?” Sapnap teased menacingly as he climbed onto George’s thighs, straddling the older boy and positioning his hands over the back of George’s ribs, right where he knew got the best reaction. He gave a test squeeze with his thumbs in the middle of his back, on either side of George’s spine, chuckling to himself when the brunette gasped. Sapnap squeezed again, this time keeping his fingers pressed down and giggling as George kicked his feet rapidly against the ground. 

“Nnh…g-get off of mehe, Sapnap!” George commanded, struggling to keep his laughter in and jolting when Sapnap began to rub his thumbs back and forth at a horribly slow pace. He let his forehead fall against the ground, whining as he pressed his lips together and shook his head. Sapnap squeezed once again and George squealed, pushing up on his palms and stretching his arms out until his torso was arched forward, now off the ground. 

“What, now you don’t wanna fight anymore cause you’re losing?” Sapnap asked through his giggles, moving his hands to pinch at George’s sides and giggling harder when the elder fell back against the ground, his arms pressed tightly to his sides. The squeezing only increased in speed, finally breaking the dam causing George to cry out. Boisterous giggles were bouncing off the walls of the living room as George writhed against the carpet, Sapnap’s fingers never letting go or relenting. 

“Shuhut up!” George reached his hands back to try and grab at Sapnap’s hands, only to scream out when his hands jumped to the sensitive area around the tops of his ribcage. His hands retreated as he pressed his arms back against his sides, letting out a frustrated groan as Sapnap moved his hands back to tickle at the soft skin there. George reached back again, successfully gripping one of Sapnap’s wrists and pulling to try and get it away from his side. Sapnap allowed his wrist to be pulled to give George a false sense of hope, only to dig back under his arms, making George lose his grip. 

“Stohop! I hahahate you!” Another attempt at grabbing Sapnap lead him back to the same outcome - getting the life tickled out of his sides. He gave up on trying to stop the tickles, focusing now on trying to block his sides with his arms as he cackled into the carpet. 

Sapnap positioned his thumbs back over George’s back ribs as his fingers continued to skitter against his sides, making George screech and buck his hips up off the ground. The force of the Brit’s squirming sent Sapnap falling sideways against the ground, giving George the chance to escape. He jumped to his feet as fast as he could, making a move to run out of the room towards the steps, only to be tackled back down onto the floor by his legs. George’s knees hit the ground first and immediately he attempted to crawl forward. Sapnap quickly got to his knees as well, reaching forward and wrapping his arms around George’s middle before he could get far, yanking him back until George was practically on his lap. His cheeks turned a deep red at the closeness of the two as he squirmed pathetically in Sapnap’s grasp, pulling and scratching at the arms that were holding him. 

George barked out a laugh as he was yanked back onto Sapnap’s thighs, not expecting to be manhandled so roughly but loving it regardless. The strong arms adjusted themselves to wrap around George’s own, crossing over his chest to keep his back pressed against Sapnap without much of a choice. He felt a stream of air being blown onto the back of his neck, quickly bringing his shoulders up and tilting his head back slightly to try and get rid of the tingly feeling. He whined, making Sapnap giggle and squeeze him a little tighter. 

“This isn’t even fair! I- I can’t move!” George complained, trying to throw himself forward to try and break out of the hold but finding it useless. He felt Sapnap shrug behind him and he rolled his eyes at the action. Another stream of air was blown, this time behind his right ear, heightening his senses and making him burst into giggles. Sapnap moved between ears for a few minutes, giggling along with George as he made the older boy bring the opposite shoulders up and down, unable to stop himself from trying to block the tickling.  

“Stohop, idiot!” George whined through his giggles. Sapnap chuckled at his demand, shaking his head even though the brunette couldn’t see him. He blew a stream of air over the back of George’s neck again, making him squeak and raise both shoulders to try and stop the chills from spreading down his spine. It was too late for that, though, and he squirmed violently to the side as he felt the tingling sensation spread down through his back. 

“Stop doing this? Okay, I can do something else, no problem!” Sapnap replied happily, sending further chills down George’s back as he giggled nervously. Before he could prepare himself for what Sapnap was planning, he heard a quick intake of air, followed by the feeling of soft lips pressed against the base of his neck, right below his hairline, accompanied by the rough facial hair that was Sap’s beard and mustache. Not even a second later, a huge raspberry was blown onto the sensitive skin, causing him to let out a high pitched shriek before falling into wild cackles. Another squeal was torn from him when immediately after the first raspberry, another was placed in the same spot, this one lasting longer than the previous. 

“FUHUHUCK! NOHOHO, ST-STOHOHOP!” Sapnap pulled back at the pleads, falling into a fit of giggles himself at how loud George was laughing. The Brit was trembling, shaking his head quickly back and forth and leaning it back to try and prevent any further raspberries. George had never experienced raspberries on this particular spot, Sapnap quickly found out, and so he had no idea how incredibly ticklish it would feel. 

“Geez, Georgie, it’s like I’m killing you!” The younger boy laughed, adjusting his arms quickly to squeeze George’s torso tighter, trying his best to keep the wriggly body in his lap in one spot. George continued to laugh, squealing when he felt teeth connect with the muscle along the dip between his neck and shoulder. He leaned his head as much to the side as he could, but with Sapnap’s head there as a buffer, he was forced to endure the nibbles. When George straightened his head out once more, the skin along the back of his neck now open and vulnerable, Sapnap struck, quickly planting another huge raspberry, this time a bit further down. 

“NO NOHOHOHO! NOT AGAIN!” He wailed as he drummed his legs against the ground, pushing up on his heels and trying to launch himself backwards to knock both of them over with the aim of escaping. Sapnap kept his lips against George’s neck as he giggled at the intense reaction once again, brushing his beard slowly against the warm skin and making the elder scream out with a kick. His hands curled into fists, gripping onto the fabric of Sapnap’s basketball shorts and squeezing, trying to expel the ticklish energy he was experiencing but finding no relief in the action. 

“Does Dream know about this spot? This is pure gold!” Sapnap asked, the giddiness noticeable in his tone of voice. George shook his head uselessly, not being given any time to respond before Sapnap dove back in, landing two raspberries in quick succession and pulling back again, making George laugh hysterically. “Listen to you! You sound like a little hyena or something!” 

“Nohoho, I- I didn’t even knohohow!” The elder whined through his giggles as Sapnap gave him a much needed break, finally able to get a full breath in. 

“I didn’t even know, Sap! It weally, weally tickles!” Sapnap mocked George, talking like a toddler to mess with him and making him groan. “Pwease tell my boyfwen Dweam!” 

“NAAH! SHUHUT UP!” George let out a scream, shaking his head quickly at the flustering baby talk and trying to drown it out with his own voice. His face was heating up with every stupid pronunciation and it only made him want to get away and hide even more. 

“Shut up! I’m too tickwish to tease, Sappy! Pwease stop!” Sapnap continued to mock the elder before latching his mouth back onto the back of George’s neck, this time slightly to the right before blowing another raspberry. The brunette fell into hysterics, trying to push himself forward and away from Sapnap’s tickling but whining when the smaller boy followed, blowing raspberry after raspberry, moving around to different spots on the back of his neck and keeping George tight against his chest. Sapnap wiggled his hands until he successfully had them wedged under George’s arms, poking and prodding and spidering into his armpits to make George scream.

“P-PLEHEHEASE SAP, COME OHON!” George cried out through his laughter, pulling at his arms and trying to wiggle them free. He heard Sapnap giggle behind him and he continued to plant raspberries, occasionally shaking his head back and forth as he did to rub his beard against George’s neck. 

It was only when Sapnap’s lips moved slightly to the right and up, directly under his hairline and slightly towards his ear, that it tickled enough for George to get a sudden burst of adrenaline. He managed to move his arms behind him enough to squeeze into the squishy spots above Sapnap’s hip bones, making the younger shriek as he shoved George forward, trying to scramble out from underneath of George to get away. The taller boy spun around quickly, still breathing heavily through his giggles as he pounced on top of Sapnap, knocking him onto his back and straddling his thighs quickly. George grabbed his wrists, pressing them harshly into the carpet below them. Sapnap’s eyes were wide with fear, his cheeks turning bright red as he began to plead through nervous giggles.

“Okay, okahay, George? George! We can…we cahahan talk about this, right buddy?” Sapnap attempted to give him a pathetic pout, hoping he would take pity on him. George gave him a soft smile, squeezing his wrists once to comfort him, and Sapnap let out a sigh of relief. George was going to spare him, he was sure of it!

…Until Sapnap felt his wrists being maneuvered under George’s knees, quickly securing them in place and leaving George’s hands completely free to tickle to his heart's content. 

“I don’t really feel like talking.” George stated nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders once before attaching his hands back onto the very ticklish spot above Sapnap’s hips, squeezing and digging in and giggling when Sapnap let out a wail. 

Sapnap attempted to buck his hips up, trying his hardest to throw George off balance and knock him down, but the older boy was clearly on a mission to tickle him to tears, and he stayed planted on his thighs. George’s thumbs were drilling into the newly discovered spot, smirking as he watched Sapnap go ballistic underneath him.

“Sappy, Sappy, Sappy. What did I just find?” George teased, giggling when he received a loud growl in response. Sapnap clenched his jaw and threw his head back, eyes squeezed closed as he tried his hardest to hold in his laughter. George noticed this and immediately made him regret it, pressing in harder and drawing circles with his thumbs, scraping along the tops of his hip bones on the downstrokes. Sapnap squealed at this, pulling at his arms as he began to cackle outwardly once more, shaking his head and causing his curls to fly around wildly. 

“Get off of mehehe!” Sapnap screeched, tugging at his hands and kicking his feet against the ground. George giggled and shook his head in return, now using all ten of his fingers to scribble over the ticklish area. A sliver of pale skin caught his eye and suddenly his hands were under Sapnap’s shirt, wiggling and tickling and scratching at the bare skin. The younger boy was quickly thrown into hysterics, causing his laughter to jump an octave, coming out raspy and high pitched as his face turned an even deeper shade of red. 

“Such a giggly little thing.” George commented to no one in particular, ignoring Sapnap’s pleas in favor of focusing all his attention on the harsh tickling he was delivering. He made sure to press his fingers in as he spidered them, noticing how Sapnap’s body jolted with every swipe. George let his pointer fingers migrate towards the sides of Sap’s tummy, making him squeak through his laughter. 

“I’m nohot!” Sapnap argued back as George let his fingers roam over Sapnap’s tummy, gliding his hands up and down the boy’s ribs and letting them dig between each rib. He arched off the carpet as George attacked the muscles there, making him cackle as he crashed back down onto the floor, almost knocking the wind out of himself with the force. 

Sapnap let out a laugh that was close to how Dream’s wheeze used to sound while he fought to get his breath back, finally getting in a full inhale while George pulled his fingers back briefly. His eyes flew open when a second later, George’s hands were sliding under his arms, tickling with precision in the center where he knew Sapnap was most sensitive. The younger boy screamed out in a panic, kicking his legs violently before allowing them to curl up, pounding them against George’s lower back with the goal of knocking him off balance so that Sapnap could make his escape. 

“Geez, you’re gonna kill him, George!” Sapnap’s head turned quickly towards the doorway of the living room, blushing when he saw Dream leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and a huge smile plastered on his face. He pulled at his arms, wanting nothing more than to cover his face and whining when he realized he still couldn’t break free. 

“Nah, this is nothing. Here, watch this!” George giggled, shrugging his shoulders and removing his hands from under Sapnap’s arms, only to return back to squeezing at the soft spots above his hip bones and making him scream. “Dream, did you know about this?” 

Sapnap squeezed his eyes shut as George tormented the area once again, this time using more pressure with quicker movements, driving him mad with laughter. He brought his knees up again, alternating between hitting George’s back with them and slamming his feet against the ground. He shook his head and balled his hands into fists under George’s knees, all his strength and hope of escape disappearing quickly the more he was tickled. 

“What?! No! How did you even find that?” Dream’s eyes widened as he walked closer to the two boys, standing over Sapnap and watching as George took him apart with a few well placed scribbles and squeezes. Sapnap could feel both of their eyes on him but refused to open his own to stare back, feeling the embarrassment exploding within him and not wanting to risk getting even more flustered than he already was. 

“This little idiot tried to challenge me, and look at him now! He’s so fucked! Just laughing his head off like the wittle baby he is while I tickle him!” Sapnap cringed when George used the baby voice again, making his nose scrunch up as he turned his head away from the two, attempting to hide his face against his shoulder and the floor. 

“I ahaham not! Fuhuhck off, George!” He complained through his laughter, his blush blooming wildly when he heard the two laughing above him. George rolled his eyes at the denial, squeezing into the spot with even more pressure and causing Sapnap’s laughter to jump up an octave. 

“I’m winning! I’m literally winning!” George exclaimed through his own laughter, looking up at Dream and giggling more when the blonde nodded his head in agreement. “Dream, look at this idiot. What a loser!” 

“Sap, you’re really going through it, huh, baby?” Dream kneeled down beside the two boy’s, reaching an arm forward to run a hand through the tangled mess that were Sapnap’s curls in an attempt to help soothe him. He wanted nothing more than to deny it, to shake his head and tell them no, but he was too lost in the feeling of Dream’s hand gently scratching at his scalp, melting him even as the torturous tickles continued. 

“He is! He really is. What an idiot, trying to fight me. He should know by now, right, Dream?” George looked to Dream again for approval, making Dream laugh at how excited he was to be destroying their best friend so easily. He nodded in response, turning his attention back to Sapnap, noticing the tears that were threatening to spill from his eyes at the intensity of his laughter. 

“He should! He absolutely should,” Dream spoke, continuing to nod as he used his thumb to wipe the tears from Sapnap’s eyes. “But I do think he’s at his limit, and you should probably let him go.”

“But Dream-” 

“Look at him, George! He’s about to cry! Our poor boy is way too ticklish for this.” Dream insisted, a slight hint of playfulness in his voice as he gently gripped onto George’s wrists, making a move to pull them away from Sapnap’s body. George huffed in fake annoyance, rolling his eyes once more as he finally allowed his hands to be moved. 

“Fiiiiine, I guess he’s had enough.” George whined, climbing off of Sapnap’s lap and kneeling on the opposite side from Dream. He watched as Dream ran his hands over the bright red skin of his lower tummy and hips, palms pressed flat as he rubbed the ghost tickles away. Sapnap’s eyes were still squeezed shut, his hands now covering his face as he continued to laugh the rest of his giggles away, melting into Dream’s touch and appreciating the kind gesture. After a few minutes he was finally able to calm down, moving his hands from his face to push himself into a sitting position, crossing his legs in front of him and shooting George a death glare. 

“Oh come on, Sapnap. You can’t just do what you did to me and expect to get away with it.” George commented, reaching a hand forward to poke twice at his cheek. Sapnap shook his head and batted the hand away quickly, growling in response. 

“Whatever, you suck.” Sapnap replied, voice raspy and tired as he scooted himself towards Dream, letting out a contented sigh when the older boy wrapped him up in his arms and hugged him to his chest. 

“Wait…what did he do to you, George?” Dream’s attention was now on George, and Sapnap could feel his smirk forming from where he had buried his face against the blonde’s neck. 

“...W-What?” George stammered out at the question, not expecting for Dream to turn it around on him after what he just walked in on. 

“What did he do, George? What did he do that was so bad it made you wreck him like that?” 

Sapnap lifted his head from Dream’s neck, looking towards George and bursting into giggles when he saw how wide the older boy’s eyes were and how red his cheeks had become. He raised his eyebrows as he waited for George to answer Dream, giggling harder when he kept opening and closing his mouth as he tried to get his brain to cooperate. 

“I can tell you, Dream!” Sapnap exclaimed happily, unwrapping himself from Dream’s arms and sitting up on his knees. 

“NO! No, that’s- that’s not necessary!” George fought back, shaking his head quickly and looking between the two of them with pleading eyes. Dream giggled along with Sapnap, enjoying how quickly the tables had turned on the elder. 

“Actually, I can just show you,” Sapnap flashed George a sinister grin that made his stomach flip, nervous giggles suddenly pouring out of him as he held his arms out to keep the distance between them. “Dream? Do you mind?” 

“Not at all!” 

“NOHO!” George made a move to stand up, pushing himself off the ground for a second before his shins were grabbed by strong arms, sending him crashing back against the carpet, facedown on his stomach. He couldn’t help but groan at the memory of this happening earlier with Sapnap, making him blush harder as he found himself in the same situation now. He screamed when he felt himself being pushed down, one of Dream’s hands pressed between his shoulder blades keeping him in place. Sapnap was suddenly in his line of vision, the smirk still spread across his face as he leaned down. 

“Poor kitten,” Sapnap pouted, making George yell out in frustration at the nickname. “Looks like someone’s not winning anymore, huh?” 

George whined before burying his face against the carpet, refusing to look at Sapnap any longer and biting back a giggle when he felt a finger swipe across the back of his neck. He heard the two laugh at the way his body squirmed at the action, groaning when it was repeated two more times. Soon, the giggles were flowing steadily, more fingertips tracing at the back of his neck without mercy. 

“Okay Dream, hold him steady. This is where it gets really bad for him.” He heard Sapnap warn Dream. 

“No- noho please! Please noho- NOHOHO!” George thrashed as much as he could beneath them, kicking his legs and pounding his fists against the ground as panicked laughter continued to spill out into the room. Despite the protests from George, the raspberries continued, sending him into hysterics almost immediately. His laughter bounced off the walls of the living room as the two boy’s lovingly took him apart, showing him exactly who the real winner was.

#lee!george #lee!sapnap #ler!george #ler!sapnap #ler!dream #kind of???? #it's implied okay #thank u cal for naming this fic :D #and for reading it back for me!!!! #summer baby I hope u love this <3 #I had a lot of fun figuring out how I wanted them to torture each other #did I mention this was georges first time getting back of the neck raspberries? :D cause it was! #anyways.......this is kind of cruel but Im not sorry about it #mushie fics #mcyt tickle #my stuff

[wolflyndraws]

Perfect day to dragon race with your buddies!

#georgenotfound fanart #dream fanart #mcyt fanart #dnf #dnf fanart #dreamnotfound fanart #dnf art #dreamnotfound #dreamwastaken #dream mcyt #georgenotfound #dreamwastaken fanart #gnf art #gnf fanart #george mcyt #georgenotfound mcyt #gnf #sapnap #sapnap fanart #i wanna say this is dnf implied but thats just in my brain its technically dreamteam fanart #dream team #dreamteam fanart #wolflyn art tag

[l-3-m-n]

i like the idea of Bad, at his first arrival being unemotional, taking souls despite not being their time yet because death is inevitable and you'll die anyway so why not just end it now?

so he'd be walking around the earth for centuries with that thought process until he'd meet someone, a child. who'd make him mourn and grief, making him realize just how precious life is. and how fragile it was..

he'd learn what mortal's call 'Empathy'. Becoming sympathetic to those he would accompany to the afterlife.

Then, he would meet Skeppy. Someone he would cherish, someone where he'd learn how to get accustomed to his own feelings, desires and dislikes. Though, not everything stays forever.

Loneliness was inevitable to beings like him, he'd come to terms with that.

but... he couldn't help but yearn for more. something.. similar.

same soul, different body.

yes. reincarnation.

Skeppy will come back, he can wait.

he can wait for years or centuries more. just have patience.

of course, skeppy isnt the only one in his undying life, he'd meet people from history books to people no one knew existed. he would accompany himself to them until his one special soul drops back down again.

so yerpp!! this is my idea of what Q!bbh's upbringing would look like (we love major character development!) the reason why i think that Bad would be unemotional at first is because no one would start out nice and stay that way for centuries, especially when you might've brought a MAJOR CATASTROPHE in your arrival.

also you can see how i kinda implied *some* obsession at the end... living for centuries and having front row seats at massive mortality rates can pull some screws loose y'know? it also explains the reason why he refers to skeppy as a being of 'multiple', because Bad actually might or might not have went out of his way to find reincarnated versions of the same person.

also!! the child, i like to think is a past life of sapnap (or whoever Bad "adopted" first)

#this is one if those 'its 3 am but i need to write this down' #badboyhalo brainrot #badboyhalo #qsmp badboyhalo #qbbh #q!badboyhalo #qsmp bbh #qsmp #headcanon #q!bbh #q!skeppy #qsmp skeppy #implied sapnap #qsmp lore #qsmpblr

[kayla-crazy-stuffs]

I'm out of ideas so, I just drew something random :]

TW: Implied Mouthplay

Almost forgot the taglist lol

@local-squishmallow @brick-a-doodle-do

#mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #dsmp g/t #dsmp gt #safe vore #soft vore #probably later lol #tw implied vore #tw implied mouthplay #giant!sapnap #giant!george #tiny!dream #g!sapnap #g!george #t!dream #kayla draws #kayla's drawing

[bbubbleo]

i have a kkingdom fix it au rotting my brain, they are gossiping- also below cut is original sketch for quackitys design

i wanted to keep the style choice that he decided go with in las nevadas but just changed a couple things, silk scarf instead of tie, no suspenders- has black sweater instead, scar was taken proper care of so healed better- uuuuh cane because mobility aids are sexy

#my art #c!sapnap #c!quackity #quacknap #karlnapity #implied

[sleepy--anon]

Day 1: Antsy

Prompts found here

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Sapnap wasn't entirely sure why he was so jittery, he shook his hands out, jumped around, ran a lap around the back yard, nothing. That was until he felt an increasing ler mood brewing... he needed to get his hands on someone. He tapped his nails on the kitchen counter and bounced on the balls of his feet. The second Dream spotted the actions his eyes widened.

"Dream? What's wrong?" George stared at his nervous face bewildered.

"Ooohhh shit" Dream knew that body language and he had been dreading it. It's on a different day every year but sometime after birthday tickles Sap's body gets a thirst for revenge and it's not merciful at all. Dream saw him roll his neck and shoulders so he immediately took off, sprinting to his room and shutting the door, leaving George beyond confused in the living room. That was until he felt Sapnap’s arms around his little waist, lifting him off the ground.

"Looks like your knight in shining armor preferred to protect himself and offer you up for once~" George, who was still very confused, was sat on Sapnap’s lap on the couch, back to chest.

"What is happening?"

"I'm feeling reeeeal antsy and jittery right now Georgie~ And poor little Dreamy knows what it means when I get like this~ And he's been real careful about it because he knows if I get ahold of that scar it's over for him~" George finally caught on to what was happening, Sapnap felt his heart suddenly beat harder and faster against his ribcage.

"You'll let me go though right..? A-a-and go get Dream? He didn't lock his door, a-and I'll help you! I will!" George tried bargaining, he knew he wouldn't be able to squirm his way out of his grip. Sapnap tsked quietly, lightly pressing his fingertips into George’s ribs, hearing his harsh gasp as he tried to wiggle himself further back into Sap's chest and pry his fingers away. He yelped when he felt Sapnap rub his beard and mustache along his neck. He burst into high pitched giggles, scrunching up his neck and leaning to the side. Which only gave Sapnap the leverage to trap George face down on the couch, laying on top of the brit he began to make snarling sounds as he nibbled around his neck and part of his shoulders.

"StohohoOHOP! Yohohou're SOHOHO duhuhumb!" George shook his head frantically, trying to dislodge him. Letting out a god honest shriek when Sapnap blew a raspberry on the back of his neck while simultaneously kneading all ten fingers into his ribs.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE! YOHOHOU CAHAHAHAN'T DOHOHOHO THIHIHIS! PLEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP SAHAHAHAPNAHAHAHAP!" Dream could hear the frantic, desperate laughter from his room, it caused him to curl in on himself in his room. Feeling his tickle spots begin to tingle with ghost tickles as his face grew warmer. Would Sapnap be satisfied with just George? Or would he come looking for him after? Would Dream swallow his pride and go to him himself? He couldn't decide. On one hand the anticipation is driving him insane, but on the other he's not sure if he'd survive if Sapnap got his hands on him right now.

"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! I'M BEHEHEHEGGING YOHOHOU! JUHUHUST AHAHANYTHIHIHING BUHUHUT THAHAHAT! ANYWHEHEHERE BUHUHUT THEHEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEASE!"

Oh~? Alright~" George knew he made a mistake as soon as Sapnap sat up straight on his lower back, no longer in the hug type trap. And instead found himself screaming hysterically as Sapnap scratched slow circles on that one set of back ribs.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO FUHUHUHUCK! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN'T DOHOHOHO IHIHIT! PLEHEHEHEHEASE GOHOHOHOD!" George banged his fists and feet against the couch, not being able to reach back and stop him himself.

"PLEHEHEEHEASE! REHEHEHEHED REHEHEHED! ANYTHIHIHNG JUHUHUST STOHOHOHOP!" George heaved a huge breath when all contact was gone. He was sweaty and soaked with tears. His body felt like it had sparks coming out of it. He jumped harshly at the hand on his back, quickly relaxing when it was just rubbing.

"You poor thing, I didn't even touch your thighs or your feet this time~ So I'm gonna go find Dream to satisfy the rest of this, you are more than welcome to join us when you feel better." And with that, Sapnap got up and snuck his way up the stairs, George at first thought he wasn’t serious as he wiped his face, but when he turned on his back he hear a loud shriek and immediate giggle filled begging. Should've locked the door.

#Sleepy's Ler!Sapnap Week #mcyt tickle #mcyt tickle fic #dsmp tickle #ler!sapnap #sleepy's fics #lee!george #lee!georgenotfound #implied lee!dream

[sing-me-under]

I’ve probably said this before but I genuinely can’t imagine c!Quackity living in Kinoko or c!Karl living in Las Nevadas. The countries are like polar opposites on everything from aesthetic to morality and society, matching only in their sheer scale of opulence and grandeur.

c!Karl just wouldn’t be up to the mind games of Las Nevadas. That’s not to say he wouldn’t be able to keep up. If anything, he may be too good. He’d get tired. After the initial fun, it would just be tedious to keep up with, and he’d want to try something new somewhere else. He was flighty like that. Hell, he barely even stays in Kinoko for all that he adores it as his stable anchor home.

But say, if Las Nevadas remained an extension of El Rapids, a place to vacation every now and again, c!Karl would totally be down for it.

On the other hand, c!Quackity dreams too big for the peaceful quiet of Kinoko. He is L’Manbergian through and through, no matter what anyone says. He is chaos and crime and love all balled up in feathery indignation. Kinoko Kinoko is an art museum the size of a city-state, dynamic but pristine. It doesn’t pulse and writhe at the seams with the will to fights gods. Not like L’Manberg, like Snowchester, like Las Nevadas— (like c!Tommy, like c!Tubbo, like c!Wilbur).

He’d probably be unnerved by Kinoko Kingdom. I’m pretty sure he is unnerved by Kinoko Kingdom in canon because yes, it’s pretty, but what else is there? It’s the city of dreams, perfect in every way, static like words on the pages of a storybook. It’s a city of dreams because it’s always asleep.

Meanwhile, c!Sapnap. He moves through Kinoko Kingdom as the silent sentinel of a nation that has no enemies. Its biggest danger is himself, combustible and dangerous in a place that’s far too flammable with all its plants and paper. He would know. He helped build it after all. The glistening statues and grandiose tower were Foolish’s work, but he paved every road and lit every lantern as designed by Karl and George (never him, he was never as artistically inclined as the people around him. It was c!Dream and c!George who laid out the blueprints for the Community House and the paths that would web out from it. It was Quackity and George who painted the billboards of El Rapids. Once again, it’s Karl and George pulling paintings into reality.) He loved Kinoko, really, he does. But he feels like a ghost in a city with nothing but ghosts. Not the nostalgic kinds, but the empty ghosts armed only with vapid smiles and polite words and nothing behind their blank eyes.

Sometimes he thinks about Quackity’s Las Nevadas. He doesn’t know enough about Las Nevadas to know what would have happened. What if he’d chosen to stick to his estranged fiancé’s side? He wouldn’t have, knowing himself. Loyalty was always his curse to bear, even if it was just loyalty to a ghostly nation, a sleeping friend, or a wanderlust, time-lost lover.

If Kinoko Kingdom smothered him, then Quackity’s Las Nevadas would have fanned the flames. All the worst parts about himself, and all his best, dialed up to 100. Just as intended. Except unlike the other fools swindled out of their pockets, c!Sapnap’s flaws and faults would be protected fiercely by the nation’s founder. And Sapnap would guard Quackity just the same. In the end, Sapnap would find himself a burning inferno of a protector against all of Las Nevadas’s many enemies rather than the silent one of the passive Kinoko Kingdom. Two sides of the same spectrum.

#personal #dsmp #karl jacobs #Quackity #Sapnap #quacknap #implied karlnapity #karlnap

[pomellon]

what kind of relationship dragon dream, sapnap and george have? you said they are mates but are they heartmates/ plan on being heartmates or is their bond platonic? i'm really interested in knowing considering dream knew sapnap since he hatched, and how they got to be friends with george and what Bad thinks of their bonding :o needless to say i'm really into this au heheheh

They’re all talonmates, so they’re all romantically and intimately involved with each other <3

They’re way too young to be thinking about heartmates at this point (they’re in their twenties in the current timeline and most dragons won’t be picking heartmates until they’re at least in their sixties), and I want to emphasise that heartmates mostly only happen when two dragons want to start a family together. Many dragons are completely fine with never picking a heartmate, either because they don’t want kids, or because they don’t want to pick just one or two of their talons to become hearts. Of course dragons can become hearts without any plans of having eggs together, but I want to make it clear that heartmates does not have to be the end “goal”, they can be completely satisfied with just having their wings and talons uvu (and thorns I guess)

The dream team became particularly close when the flight got separated for a couple of years, as the three of them ended up together and relying on each other to survive. Dream and Sapnap were of course already bonded, Dream and George end up bonding during this period, and Sapnap and George a bit later.

As for going from wingmates to talonmates, George and Dream were the first, mostly due to George’s insecurities about being a grey eyes while pining after Punz, which I talk about here! Sapnap doesn't become talons with them until a little later, mostly because he’s a bit insecure about them only viewing him as a little brother and is unsure how to approach them romantically, so he actually becomes talons with Punz first.  I'm also considering Sapnap and George being thronmates before becoming talons because that would just be funny.

Bad doesn't really have any thoughts about them bonding, it’s a natural and random phenomenon that can happen between any two dragons, and it occurs more frequently the younger a dragon is. So, it’s just normal. If you mean how he reacted when they became romantically involved, he probably expected it. They live in a post-apocalyptic world with a limited amount of dragons left, and dragons only grow romantic interest in dragons they share a bond with, so it was just kind of bound to happen. He’s honestly just happy all his babies have love and affection surrounding them, but he probably did make it a point to give everyone The Talk XD

#I'm a little bit confused about the Dream and Sapnap question because I feel it's implying some kind of concern for an age difference #Correct me if I'm wrong #Dream isn't even a full two years older than Sapnap so while yes he was there when Sapnap hatched #They were /both/ lil babies when that happened and they grew up together as best friends #IF that question was implying concern for an age difference #you should probably be more concerned with Punz and Foolish because there's a whole 500-something years between the two of them #so yeah :D #dnn #dnf #snf #dreamnap #dtk+ dragon au #pom talks #thanks for the ask! 💖 #georgenotfound #sapnap #dreamwastaken #dsmp shipping #anon

[vadergf]

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#implying that u didn't think sapnap was an ally before today is so .... #like what did you think

[mushiewrites]

Ghost of You

feeling some type of way so I made a lil fic thing based on this post of mine (it was supposed to be a drabble but my brain ran wild so here u go)

“dream daydreaming about a specific tickle scenario where he’s the lee, imagining himself getting taken apart into pieces by tickling and teasing. it’s enough to make him blush, slamming his face into his pillow with a whine and making him do little kickies against the bed”

(lee/ler!Dream - self tickles / implied ler!Sapnap : 1.5k words)

He wasn’t sure how it had started.

Dream had decided to spend the day in bed; he’d been feeling a little off the past few days and thought that maybe taking some time to relax might help pull him out of it. The blonde had gone to bed at a normal time for once the night before, trying to see if adjusting his sleep schedule would do the trick. It didn’t, but he had to admit it felt nice when he woke up at a decent time, allowing him to roam around the house alone freely while everyone else continued to sleep.

He’d fed Patches, made himself some breakfast and spent a few hours on the couch under a huge blanket, watching some random comedy movie with his fluffy companion sat in his lap. When the movie ended, Dream had expected to feel at least a little better, but he felt no improvement even though he had been giggling the whole movie. Patches had abandoned her spot on Dream’s lap halfway through the movie, returning to her bed by the fireplace for a little more warmth.

Standing up and giving Patches one last head pat, Dream made his way back up to his room to get back into bed, crawling under the huge blankets and plopping down onto the sheets below him. His eyes closed the minute the back of his head hit his pillow, willing himself to take a nap but finding it harder than he thought. After a few minutes, the man groaned and pulled out his phone from his sweatpants pocket to scroll through twitter, not really paying attention and allowing his mind to wander.

This, however, had proven to be nothing but a mistake as Dream’s thoughts began to run wild. There was a certain laugh he had made himself while watching the movie; it was squeaky, panicked and high pitched. It had startled him at the time, and it had been on his mind ever since. He figured it was because it usually was only heard during a certain activity.

A certain activity that he quickly realized he was absolutely desperate for.

Dream felt his face quickly heating up as he pictured light nails fluttering against the sides of his neck, making him break out into a flustered little smile as he brought his right shoulder up against his ear in an attempt to prevent ghost tickles - he couldn’t decide if it was terrible or delightful that they crept onto the spot anyway.

Dream brought a hand up to rub at the tingles on his neck but immediately brought his arm back down and to his side as his mind imagined a hand suddenly poking under his arm. He was squirming slightly now, the hand against his neck now pressed over his mouth in an attempt to stop a stray giggle from making an unwelcome appearance.

With his hand covering his lips, he brought his other arm to wrap around his tummy. Dream flinched when he rested his hand against the opposite side of his ribs, somehow creating little sparks of ghost tickles there as well. This time he was unable to stop the small squeak from escaping, and to his surprise he started quietly giggling. He felt his leg kick pathetically against the bed, feeling his face heat up at the out of place action his body displayed.

“Come on, nohohot the kihickies.” the blonde whined to himself, turning slightly on his side and curling his legs in towards his chest to try and prevent any more reactions from slipping passed his defenses. It would have been fine if it ended there, but of course his mind loved to play tricks on him, and so the little tingles on his ribs began spreading.

Dream let out another low whine as he turned his face and pushed it further into pillow under him, shaking his head slightly but quickly as to show his disapproval to his own thoughts. He was no longer trying to hold in his high pitched giggles, instead trying to focus all of his concentration on getting his legs to stop flinching and kicking out at every imaginary swipe of a finger. He removed the hand from his mouth and placed it upon the vulnerable ribs that weren’t covered, using both hands to try and once again rub away the ghost tickles. After a minute of this, Dream realized the tingles only grew, as well as his laughter.

It was at this point that Dream had decided to bite the bullet, allowing his hands to slowly drift from their placement over his ribs and onto his tummy, pushing slowly under his shirt and gliding nails along the warm skin there. He curled even more into himself, lips pressing together with a whimper and a quick huff of air releasing through his nose as he tried to hold himself together. Squeezing his eyes shut, he began to lightly flutter his fingertips over the sides of his tummy, every few seconds allowing his nails to scribble against the skin just to feel it jump.

Dream was fully laughing at this point - he had never gotten himself this worked up to the point where his self tickles had allowed him to laugh this freely before. Of course he wasn’t complaining - he had accidentally gotten himself into the biggest lee mood when he was actively trying to spend the day by himself. As much as he hated to admit it, at this current moment it was the best possible outcome.

So Dream continued swirling fingers around his tummy, tracing circles around his bellybutton and allowing his pointer finger to pull at the edges a bit, a technique he had become all too familiar with now that Sapnap had accidentally discovered it a few weeks prior. His body nearly convulsed at the action, kicking out more than he had anticipated and arching forward in a way that forced his finger to slip off the edge of his bellybutton and poke into a very specific (overly ticklish) spot on the side of his tummy.

The reaction was instantaneous; he let out a shriek that he quickly muffled as his hand returned to its original home over his lips, thankfully covering the high pitched laughter that would’ve been filling the room had he not stopped it. He shuddered through his laughter as the thought of Sapnap or George hearing him filled his mind, causing goosebumps to form along his skin at the embarrassing idea of one (or BOTH) of them finding him in such a flustered state.

That thought alone was enough to make him whine out through his giggles and bury his face fully into the pillow as he turned onto his tummy, stopping the self tickles and instead bringing his hands to wrap tightly around the pillow as his legs bounced against the bed with the force of his kicking. He had embarrassed himself to the point that he could feel his ears burning up; he felt the way his blush crept down his neck and onto his chest, quickly spreading over his tummy. He could practically hear his friends cooing in his mind now about how cute it was, his lee mood finally putting a face onto the ghost tickles he’d been experiencing. This embarrassed him even more, now picturing his two housemates wrecking him into oblivion. Dream groaned once more, tossing and turning against his pillows in a tiny fit of flusteredness as his brain decided on what he should do.

After much deliberation and some much needed convincing from the unapologetically lee side of his brain to the absolutely-fucking-flustered side of his brain, he knew what he had to do. He settled down into the covers on his back once more, grabbing his phone from off the blankets beside him. He ran a hand down his face as he took a deep breath, typing out a quick message and closing his eyes tightly as he hit send.

“hey sap, are you busy? ….i need your help with…something….”

Dream didn’t even have time to set his phone down when it vibrated in his hand, causing butterflies to erupt from within his stomach. His eyes widened and little bursts of frantic giggles began to pour out from him at the response.

“😈😈😈😈”

Dream began to panic, already flinging the blankets over his head as he heard the menacing footsteps grow closer and closer. He once again slapped his hands over his mouth the minute he heard his door creak open, the darkness of his room making it impossible for him to see where the smaller boy was. But once he heard Sapnap speak in his low, teasy tone, it was over for him - he was simply too lee to function. He was completely at the mercy of his younger friend.

“Ohhh Dreeeeaaam~, the tickle monster is here to plaaaay!~”

#lee!dream #ler!dream #ghost tks and self tks!!!! #implied ler!sapnap #confusing but…….. #if you read this mess of a fic thank u #don’t ask where this came from i don’t know #clearly …..i am also feeling some type of way #????? #it is an absolute jumble of random things i’m so sorry #mushie fics #mcyt tickle #my stuff

[rat-rosemary]

Wait I have more silly thoughts about that dnpn au

Punz slowly start getting inhuman traits the longer that he is a devout of the Dteam ("Why are my eyes weird?! What did you do!?" "What? That happens naturally to every devout, their Gods' power leaks into them and they get changed" "..." "...Is this not a thing anymore" "NO!!") and he starts getting a lot of dragon like traits, which leaks into the petnames dnn call him

So they will call Punz their "golden guardian" and he will look up at them from where he's literally sitting on the palm of Dream's hand with the most lovesick autistic eyes

#the dog barks #dreamwastaken #Punz #sapnap #georgenotfound #dnn loves giving him petnames that imply he's their protector #not only for the irony of it but also for the way it makes Punz and his new instincts absolutely wild #sapnap and george love when they manage to trap him in bed for hours just scratching under his chin and on the base of his new tail #watching his blissed out expression while they call him their shining guard #the first time they refer to themselves as his “hoard” Punz starts purring immediately and almost face plants #George wakes up early so he can use his thousands of eyes to watch Punz sleep and categorize every single change happening to Punz #Sapnap always knows exactly what to do to send his new insticts into overdrive #he loves teasing Punz until he just needs to stay cuddled up with Sap all day #and Dream is always there to help with the transition to help him learn how to use his new tail and how to handle his new eyes and new urge #and the 3 are a pleasant weight in the back of mind as he goes thought his day watching thought his eyes and keeping the glamour steady #<3 #dnpn #dsmp au #dsmpshipping

[slimeylee]

Day 1: Hide and Seek

i havent posted something in a while, so heres day one of rxsah's switch!sapnap week :D

cc fic! sapnap he/him, dream he/him (mentioned george, he/him) sorry i was going to post this yesterday but i forgot to finish it! day two will be out soon xo/p

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"Oh, Sapnappp!" Dream exclaimed, running into the living room. His hands slammed on the back of the sofa as he examined the room closely. "What're you doing?" George looked up at Dream from behind with an awkward smile. "Sapnap stole my beanie. You know, the one I wore to Twitchcon? He's turned me getting it back into a little game of hide and seek." Dream slowly snuck around the sofa George was sat on and began to investigate.

"He's not in here, I promise." George looked at Dream, who stared back at him with an unsure look. "What? He's not in here!" George raised his hands in the air. Dream giggled at the motion, then sighed. "I'll believe you, for now. But If I come back in here later to search more and he's in here, you are so dehead!" Dream growled before leaving the living room and making his way outside.

Sapnap's head peeked out from behind the right-hand couch in the very corner of the room aside the fireplace. "Is he gone?" Sapnap gripped the beanie in his hand. "Yeah. I expect you to give me those hours of extra sleep I was promised." George looked at Sapnap with a death stare but couldn't stop the smile that slipped onto his face. "Yeah, yeah, you can sleep in tomorrow. Don't blame me if there's something we're meant to do!" Sapnap snarled, but the two giggled at their conversation.

About thirty minutes later, Dream danced his way back into the house and into the living room. "I've come to search." He fanned himself with his hand. "O- I already told you, he's not in here, Dream." Sapnap especially ducked down, he had a beanbag atop his head which was suggested by George to do. "Why's this beanbag over here?" Dream walked over to the far-right hand corner, patting the beanbag that was sitting on top of Sapnap. Oh, how fucked he was.

"Uhh.. Iii don't know?" George shrugged, giving a confused and nervous expression. "Yeah, I don't believe you." Dream said, picking up the beanbag and tossing it to the side. As he expected, Sapnap was curled into a ball in the corner, Dream's beanie in his hand. "Why, look what we have here." Dream said in a dark voice, looking down at Sapnap with an evil grin. "Wahait, Dreheam! We can tahalk about this, we can tAAAAAAAALK!" Sapnap exclaimed as he was grabbed by the underarms and yanked out from behind the couch.

Sapnap screamed as Dream scribbled into his armpits, bucking his hips. "DREHEHEAM! NOT THERE! NoHOHOO STAHAAP!" "Oh, SAPNAHAP! The Tickle Monster is HUNGRY FOR YOUR LAUGHTER!" Dream exclaimed, leaning down and nibbling on Sapnap's neck. "NAHAHAAH! FUHUHUCK YOU, GEHEHEOHOHORGE!" George watched the flustering scene afront of him.

"Don't think I forgot about you, George! You're next once I'm done with Snapmap down here!" Dream exclaimed, and Sapnap slapped Dream gently for the nickname. Raising his shirt, he blew a raspberry into Sapnap's lower ribs. As soon as George heard those words, his eyes widened as he then hopped up and began running. "Sorry, Sap! Yohour on your own!" "GEHEORGE! GEHET YOUR AHAHASS BACK HERE AND HEHELP MEEEE!"

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i havent written in a little bit ·.· i hope it was ok tho ^-^

slimey out!

-slime

#slimey-fics #lee!sapnap #ler!dreamwastaken #implied lee!georgenotfound #rxsahgrce's switch!sapnap week

[sa1amii]

August 6th doodle shhh

#dsmp fanart #sapnap fanart #implied karlnapity #karl jacobs fanart #karlnap #sus #LMAO #sa1amii

[sleepy--anon]

Make It Even

Based on Summer's fics pt1 and pt2 (@wishitweresummer)

Dream was beginning to feel awful, sure, the little games they played on Sapnap were fun at the time but now he was avoiding them, distancing himself. Especially after that last one, his greetings are short, he finds any excuse to leave the room once one of them is in it, he's been locking himself in his room. Dream didn’t think they had pushed him that far, but he realized this was probably a trust thing. Sapnap had pleaded with Dream to not tell George and he did it anyway without thinking. Sapnap probably felt betrayed and now Dream felt awful and he knew he had to fix it because it was eating him alive that his best friend was upset with him. Dream had gathered some things and made his way to Sapnap’s room, George was out for the day so Dream took the opportunity.

"Nick...? Can I come in please?" He knocked as softly as he could, not wanting to agitate him. The door cracked open showing that he wasn’t really willing to let him in.

"What do you want?" His voice was deep still, unused.

"I wanted to apologize, not just for pushing you so far but for telling George after you asked me not to. I brought peace offerings and I just want my best friend back...please?" Sapnap looked at what he had, he brought his favorite candy, chips, and soda with an axolotol plush and a pack of Pokémon cards. Sapnap hummed in thought, shifting a little bit, he wanted to accept but he was still apprehensive.

"What can I do Sap? How can I prove that I'm genuinely sorry, how can I make you believe me? Do I have to let you do the same to me? Cause I will! And I'll help you get George too!" Now that got his attention, he practically offered himself up and that offer never really came up like that. He knew Dream was desperate and he missed them too if he's honest, this would make him feel better if they understood how he felt. He opened the door the rest of the way and stepped aside to let him in. Dream flushed bright pink when he realized what he had said that got his door open. He set the things he brought down on his bed and turned to face him.

"Hoodie and shoes come off and I get to use your anticipation at my full disposal." As if Dream couldn’t be any redder, he couldn’t fight it, he knew it was fair.

"Can I have a hug first?" His voice was small but hopefully, he noticed Sapnap’s look of 'don't try anything' and his wish was granted. He sunk into his embrace, savoring it, he missed it. He felt the tap which ment he was getting antsy, he pulled his hoodie off and kicked off his slippers.

"Lay down, on the floor, on your back." Sapnap turned from the closet to reveal that he now had handcuffs and his tie.

"What's that for..?" He asked, laying how he told him to.

"Well I don't have a buddie to hold you down while I do as I please and the tie is so your wrists don't get raw if you pull." He explained, happily getting on his hips.

"Hands." Dream held up his arms, wrists together, watching in awe at how efficiently he tied the tie around his wrists. He clicked one cuff on and pushed both arms up, clicking the other wrist when the chain looped around a leg of his bed. He locked the cuffs, setting the key down just far enough away to where it would get hit.

"Ready?" He waited for Dream’s nod before yanking his beanie down just over his eyes, he still wanted to see his smile. He clawed his hands and moved them around his stretched upper body. He watched Dream’s body twitch as he felt the difference in air, his once confused face now a wobbly smile as he realized they'd started. He whimpered as Sapnap told him to to be patient, waves of anticipatory giggles coming out.

"I haven't even touched you yet!" Dream didn’t need to see him to know he was beaming at the sight. His hands finally dropped, zapping his sides once before scribbling quickly up and down his ribs and armpits. The reaction was instant, he practically screamed, thrashing as much as he could in his limited space, already cloudy in the brain. He new he deserved this but his mouth worked by itself.

"PLEHEHEehease! Mohohohve my hahahat! I cahahan't sehehehee!"

"That's the point Smiley~ anticipation works so much better when you can't see at all~" Sapnap was having the time of his life, listening to his hearty cackles when he tickled his calves, his squeals when he targeted his thighs, his wheezey laugh when he got his tummy, and his shrieking when he got his feet. He personally found it hilarious watching his feet dance around to avoid his fingers, and when he caught one, how the other would flail around. He gave Dream a short break, seeing his beanie had ridden up in his thrashing, one eye was visible and he could see the tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Ahre... we dohohohone nohohow?" As satisfied as he was with the after giggles he was left breathless and borderline sobbing so...

"Almost big guy, just one last thing." He pulled the beanie back down and popped up for a second, rolling him over on his stomach before plopping back down.

"Going on a treasure hunt~" He spoke slowly, walking his fingers up his back.

"NO SAPNAP SAPNAP PANDAS PLEHEHEASE!" Dream knew this game, he'd watched Karl do it to Sapnap multiple times when he was having trouble sleeping and it always sent a chill down his way too ticklish back.

"X marks the spot~" Drawing the X had Sapnap giggling at how much he wiggled around.

"For big boulders~ and a tiny dot~" He was dragging it out and Dream knew it, it was driving him up the wall, now he understood the use of the tie under the cuffs.

"Circle circle quehehestion mahark~" He giggled in surprise at the end when Dream shrieked, almost throwing him off.

"Spiders crawling up your back~ ssssnaaakeesss slithering down~" He took his sweet time doing this twice, smirking at the way Dream’s feet drummed against the floor.

"Tight squeeze~ cool breeze~" He squeezed his thighs for the squawk, and blew right onto the back of his neck, watching the goosebumps form.

"And now I get my treasure~" with that little anecdote, Sapnap blew a massive raspberry on his spine and a second one on his neck while tormenting his hips at the same time.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHHOHOHOKAY!!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAKE THIHIHIHIS ANYMOHOHOHORE!!!" Sapnap finally pulled back, listening to the frantic after giggles. He pulled his beanie off completely, noticing it coated in sweat and tears, he ran a hand through his sweaty hair, scratching his scalp.

"Nohohohoho cohohohome ohohon.."

"Even your head dude? Wow." He switched to just the pads of his fingers until he calmed down. Unlocking the handcuffs and undoing the tie, massaging his shoulders to release tension.

"We... we're good now right?"

"Of course we are, now you are helping me with George or I will just wreck you right next to him, don't test me, you know I can and will. But for right now, we're gonna cuddle, eat those snacks you brought and watch a movie."

#lee!dream #implied lee!george #ler!sapnap #mcyt tickle fic #sleepy's fics #mcyt tickle