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“Dream!! Put me—HE-EEYY!! Put me down!!”

“Stop squirming!!!”

“Stahhahaaap!!! That tickles!!!”

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Just a Dream

Hello, I wrote a fic 😊

This is an AU where Dream’s bed is possessed by a tickle monster. There will (hopefully) be at least 2 more parts after (Part 2 here). Also there’s fanart of the scene at the end 😁

Thanks @skylolasaysstuffsblog for proofreading the first part ❤️

Lee! Dream supremacy!!! 💚

Warnings: swearing, slightly intense tickles ✨platonic!✨

Enjoy!

~~~~~

Dream blinked his eyes open slowly. He didn’t know what time it was, but his body told him it was too early to be awake. He willed himself to roll over to go back to sleep but he did nothing more than wiggle a little, seemingly stuck to the bed on his back spreadeagled.

Realizing that he couldn’t move was the kick he needed to gain full clarity. Dream pulled at his wrists but they didn’t move. He lifted his head to look down at his ankles, but his eyes found something much worse.

A tall shadowy blob with purple catlike eyes towered over him from the foot of his bed. Tentacles squirmed over the walls and ceiling— Dream couldn’t tell if they were shadows or not.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” the creature purred.

“Who— wh-what are you..?” Dream stuttered.

“I am the new tenant under your bed. I was just creeping out for a midnight snack, and it seems I’ve found one.”

Dream didn’t like the sound of that.

“Wha-what do you mean t-teNAT—!!” The blonde man squealed and squirmed upon feeling a curious flick from one of the figure’s tentacles against his side.

“Sensitive one aren’t we~?” The creature cooed. “I’m gonna have fun with you~”

More tendrils slithered closer to Dream’s body, stretched out and vulnerable as if he were served up on a silver platter to this monstrosity that seemed to only want to tickle him.

“Wahait wait wait hahang on a sehehECOND—!” Dream shrieked upon feeling dozens of tentacles begin tickling him all at once. He had no idea what was going on or how any of this was possible for that matter, all he could focus on were the velvety wiggling arms that tickled so terribly.

“Does someone have a ticklish tummy~?” The tickle monster teased deviously, a few arms pausing their attack to lift Dream’s tank top and expose his warm skin.

“Ohohohoh gohohohohod plehehehease!! Whahahahat dohohoho yohohohou wahahahahant?!” The blonde man begged between wheezes and squeaks of hysterical laughter. He felt the tip of a tentacle tease the edge of his bellybutton. “FUHUHUHUCK NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!!!”

“Nawww, blondie’s got a tickly tum button does he~?” The shadow taunted excitedly. “Your laughter is much sweeter here, I think I’ll explore that further.”

The dreaded tentacle dipped into Dream’s navel and wriggled around wildly, throwing the poor man into silent shuddering cackles. The torture on his poor belly button was accompanied by several more tendrils teasing his belly and sides, as well as a few wiggling under his shorts to tickle his thighs and into his armpits.

Dream felt like he was losing his mind. It tickled so bad that he simply went limp and laughed. He squeezed his eyes shut and squeals and shrieks wracked his nerves— he was going to die.

And then as soon as it started it stopped. The tickle monster may have said something before it slinked back under the blonde’s bed but Dream couldn’t care. His body still buzzed with the worst residual tickles and all he could do was lay there and let them pass. Somehow in that time he managed to slip back to sleep, exhausted from the intense tickle torture he’d received.

The next time Dream opened his eyes sunlight streamed through the blinds and he shielded himself from the prying light. He rolled over to pick up his phone to check the time, jumping at the small spark of tickly energy that ran down his whole left side as it brushed against the bed.

He squeaked softly and his hand dropped to rub away the effect, his own fingers brushing his bare skin only serving to worsen the feeling.

The memories of the sudden tickle attack in the middle of the night came rushing back to Dream all at once then and he shivered. Was all that real? His shirt was pushed way up and he was super sensitive, but the shirt could be explained away by midnight squirming. As for the sensitivity he had no clue.

After Dream changed into less smelly clothes (seemed he’d sweated a lot that night, odd) he trudged down to the kitchen to find George and Sapnap already awake.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” George greeted. The words sent a chill through Dream’s spine.

“Morning,” he mumbled shyly, his cheeks glowing a faint red as he busied himself with making a bowl of cereal.

“You feeling okay Dream?” Sapnap asked as he set his phone down.

“Hm? Yeah I’m fine,” the blonde answered, wincing at the nervous voice crack that squeaked out of him.

Sapnap stood and walked over to him, placing the back of his hand on Dream’s forehead and cheeks. “You look flushed, are you feeling hot?”

“Sap, I’m fine. Thank you though.” Dream leaned into the younger’s hand gratefully. “Just had a rough night.”

“I heard you giggling in your room late last night,” George spoke up for the first time since greeting Dream, now sitting on the counter sipping a cup of orange juice.

Dream went rigid and chuckled nervously. “D-did you?”

“Yeah. Got up for a midnight snack and heard you giggling your head off,” the brunette explained with a forced neutral face. “What were you giggling at, hm?”

If Dream hadn’t been so caught off guard by George’s sudden input he would’ve probably realized that George could tell something was off with his best friend. However, the blonde’s brain was buzzing chaotically and he couldn’t get his thoughts straight.

“Dream?” Sapnap spoke, his voice still laced with concern.

“What..?”

“You didn’t answer me. What were you giggling at?” George pressed, crossing his arms over his chest impatiently.

“I—“ Dream sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. “I had a really weird vivid dream last night… I think it was a dream at least.”

George and Sapnap shared a look before leading the blonde man to the living room couch and squishing him between them, comforting Dream as he explained his dream embarrassedly.

“That’s pretty wild,” Sapnap said at the end of Dream’s story, his cheeks tinted a slight pink.

“But it was just a dream, yeah? So it’s alright, it’s not real.” George added before squeezing Dream tighter and scratching comfortingly at his curls.

The blonde furrowed his brows in thought, still relaxing a bit from the older’s hand in his hair. “But it felt so… real. It was so bad.”

“Dream, you don’t have a tickle monster under your bed.” George stated firmly, warm brown eyes staring into bright green. “It was just a dream.”

The blonde blinked and looked away. He then nodded and leaned back into George. “Right… just a dream.”

~~~~~

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~~it’s a scene out of my dnf fic Sensitive~~

Then, Dream crossed that threshold. Before then, there was an air of politeness he had held for touches shared between him and George. A purposeful amount of platonic awareness for the closeness and length of every touch and hold.

Dream threw it all out the window as he dragged the squirming boy into his lap, held him close, and tickled his sides until he let out that insane screech he loved so much. George was hysterical in seconds.

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Not a Big Deal

Welcome to part 2 of the tickle monster au! 😁 Part 1 here <3

Lee! Sapnap yay ❤️

Warnings: swearing ✨platonic✨

Fanart of the fic at the end!

Enjoy!

~~~~~

It wasn’t just a dream. It couldn’t possibly be, because half a week later Dream continued to be tormented by the monster under his bed every night. At 12 AM on the dot Dream would be woken up by velvety tendrils teasing his poor hypersensitive body, the shadowy being to whom they belonged taunting him while staring down at him with its bright purple glare.

Dream would be forced to endure the tickly torture until the being decided it was full. Sometimes it would only tickle the blonde for an hour, sometimes three. However it never seemed to stay past 4 AM.

Dream was starting to visibly deteriorate from having his sleep interrupted nightly. Sapnap and George began to notice how quiet the taller was, how he seemed more sluggish, and of course the massive purple bags under his eyes.

When the blonde did talk to his two roommates the conversation would always inevitably devolve into Dream swearing up and down that the monster was real and George arguing back that it was simply not possible. The change in dynamic was making Sapnap anxious.

Sapnap wanted to believe it was all merely a recurring night terror, Dream was still only getting worse. Whenever Sapnap or George would even brush past the bigger man he would flinch away with a heartbreaking whimper, like his nerves were shot from whatever he experienced every night.

It was Wednesday after nearly a week that Dream snapped, shouting loudly at George while they had been bickering:

“If you don’t believe me then why don’t you see for yourself?! Spent a night in my bed, you’ll believe me then!!” Dream then stormed off to his room fuming, leaving his half-eaten bowl of cereal forgotten on the table.

George scoffed and muttered something about how Dream was being dramatic and began scrolling on his phone but Sapnap stared down the hall after the older, turning over the words in his head.

The brunette spent all day thinking over what Dream had said until he finally made up his mind. Approaching the blonde’s bedroom door, he knocked softly on the wood.

“Dream?”

“Come in.”

He turned the door handle and opened the door to see Dream staring at his monitor blankly, seemingly editing a video. “Hey Dream.”

“Hi Sap.” He croaked.

Sapnap sat on the edge of Dream’s bed, quickly crossing his legs on the mattress when the thought of the possible monster living under it itched at the back of his brain. After hesitating a moment, he finally spoke.

“I thought about what you’d said this morning,” he started, staring at his hands while he fidgeted nervously.

“Yeah? What about it?” Dream prompted, spinning around to face Sapnap.

“We can… we can swap beds tonight. I’m— I’m worried about you, and if you’re this serious about this… monster… then I’ll spend the night in your room.”

Dream looked like he was about to cry. He quickly leaped out of his chair and hugged Sapnap around the neck, startling the younger man. He blinked and gingerly wrapped his arms around the blonde.

“It’s okay Dream, it’s alright.. it’s not that big of a deal.”

At least that’s what Sapnap hoped.

~

Sapnap opened his eyes to the dimly lit ceiling of Dream’s room. He blinked blearily and turned his head to read the clock on the bedside table: 12:00 AM.

“Well what do we have here?” A deep voice purred, startling Sapnap into full awareness.

The brunette lifted his head off the pillow to look down the foot of the bed, only to see a looming shadowy blob towering above him.

“Wh-What the f-fuck???” Sapnap stuttered.

“You’re not Dream. Perhaps one of his housemates?” The creature pondered, it’s big catlike eyes never blinking as they glared hungrily at the man in the bed.

“N-No, this— this isn’t real,” Sapnap’s voice shook as he began to realize that Dream wasn’t lying— and also that he was stuck to the bed.

“Oh it’s very real,” the being purred. “In fact, allow me to show how real I am.”

Many long shadowy tentacles unfurled from the creature and crept towards Sapnap’s vulnerable body. Sapnap simply struggled and watched in terror, cursing himself for choosing to sleep shirtless.

At the first stroke against the brunette’s body, he knew he was going to die. The velvety texture of the tentacles against his bare skin sent shockwaves of tickles through his whole body, and it was intense.

“Wahahahahait!!! Wahahahait plehehehease!!!” He cackled, squirming left and right as dozens of tendrils explored his upper body. “Wehehehe cahahahan tahahahalk ahahahabout thihihihis!!”

“I’m afraid there’s nothing to talk about. Laugh for me, tickle toy~”

Unbearable tickling invaded Sapnap’s underarms and threw the poor man into hysterics. “WHAHAHAHA WAHAHAIT NOHOHOHO!!! GEHEHEHET OHOHOHOUTTA THEHEHEHERE!! FUHUHUHUCK!!”

Tears pricked the corners of Sapnap’s eyes, it was so much. Tentacles tickled his armpits, ribs and eventually his thighs ruthlessly. His chest ached with how hard he was laughing— how hadn’t he woken up Dream and George yet?

“You’re quite ticklish, and I thought Dream was sensitive!” The creature teased, his low rumbling voice worsening the electric tingles that flooded his system.

“PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!! FUHUHUHUCK, IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!!”

~

The next morning Dream awoke feeling relieved. He hadn’t been tormented in the middle of the night, and it was refreshing to get a full uninterrupted night of sleep.

He left Sapnap’s room and headed to the kitchen, but as he walked past his door it opened and out walked a disheveled and exhausted-looking Sapnap.

The brunette looked up at Dream with bloodshot eyes, taking a long time to seemingly process the man in front of him, before finally he spoke.

“We need a fucking exorcist or some shit.”

~~~~~

[wishitweresummer]

“Dre-eam!!! I thought we were just going…to cuddle!!!”

“So ticklish George…”

“Ahaha! Hey!!”

I got art commissioned from @canonicallykayfabe !!! Check her out!!!

Commission Link and her Twitter

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Posting this again

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

Sorry for the first post 😅

[wishitweresummer]

The Dream Hoodie (Sapnap x GeorgeNotFound)

Word Count: 1276

“We’re not streaming or filming anything right now, what are you doing?”.

George and Dream stopped in their tracks at Sapnap’s voice. They were making their way to the living room to join him, but now he was blocking the path; leaning in the doorway with his eyes narrowed at George.

“What?”, Dream asked. Sapnap only gestured past him. While Dream had no clue what he meant, George had his suspicions. He looked behind himself dramatically.

“Huh?”, he asked, a playful dumb-tone teasing at his voice.

“He’s still in your hoodie, like he just wears it all the time! For himself!”, Sapnap huffed.

“Well it’s not mine mine, he bought it himself.”, Dream said a little defensively.

The iconic Dream hoodie, of course. The 4XL black smile Dream hoodie George had bought while in England so he could tease Dream about having ‘his hoodie’.

“Why do you even care?”, George forced out a laugh and looked away. His embarrassment wasn’t hidden well, but the other two were used to the easily-flustered brit.

“You look ridiculous! It goes past your shorts! Or are you just pants-less right now?”, Sapnap threw up his hands. Dream wheezed.

Ever since George had moved in these instances of ‘arguments for arguments sake’ happen almost daily. George and Sapnap were like two cats that loved each other, but had these wired-in instincts to attack each other at any flick of a tail. It was always so out-of-the-blue to Dream, and endlessly entertaining.

“It does look like you’re not wearing pants George.”, Dream somehow managed between his wheezing laughter. He found nothing funnier in the world than his two best friends.

“I’M WEARING PANTS!!!”, George hollered at the two. His little fists were clenched at his sides and his cheeks were a heated pink. The teasing and laughter getting to him, apparently. The other two laughed more.

George pushed by Dream in a rush and bear-hugged Sapnap, forcing him to stumble further into the room.

“Hey! HEY!”, Sapnap squealed and twisted as George dug into his sides. George didn’t have the strength to pull him down and Sapnap didn’t have enough to throw him. Instead the two did an awkward giggly spin together that nearly brought Dream to his knees with how hard he was already laughing.

Dream followed the two into the living room and found the wall behind him. He settled against it and slid to the floor; cross-legged and comfortable as he watched his favorite show.

“George fuck off!!!”, Sapnap cried out. Laughter was slipping from his lips against his will as George nearly climbed up his back, tickling roughly at his back and sides. “No!”, he twisted and squealed again as the monkey on his back latched onto his hips and tickled mercilessly; no thoughts given to the safety of either of them. They crashed to the floor with matching shrieks of terror.

“George you idiot!!”, Dream called out. Sapnap had gotten the upperhand in the commotion and now had George pinned. They were both winded and filled with gasp-y giggles.

“Shut up!”, George whined towards the spectator.

Sapnap was straddling George��s waist and had a grip on both of his wrists, holding them between them. In the fall George’s Dream hoodie has risen up a little and now the other two could see he was wearing shorts after all. Pretty short shorts, but shorts nonetheless. Sapnap shook his head with amusement at the observation and released one of George’s hands. He latched onto his pale bare thigh and squeezed. George screamed.

“NOOO!!”, George wailed, quickly breaking down into hysterical laughter as he shoved at Sapnap’s chest. He wasn’t sure if he had ever been tickled on his legs like that without a fabric barrier and he immediately needed Sapnap to stop. “I’m gonna die! I’m gonna dieee!”, George shrieked. His laughter climbed up all the octaves as he panicked at the touch. Survival instincts kicking in fast. He managed to smack Sapnap’s hand away from his hypersensitive thigh.

“That’s not nice!”, Sapnap scolded him playfully.

George threw everything he had into Sapnap to get on top again; tickling his ribs roughly and grabbing him and twisting his way on top. Sapnap barely knew what happened before he was squealing and kicking at the floor on his back.

“George!”, he yelled, snapping his arms to his side and throwing his head back into laughter. George was now straddling his waist and digging into his hips with both hands. “Stahhp!!”.

“Get him Gogy!”, Dream called.

“Shut your…boyfriend up!!!”, Sapnap risked a tease and paid for it dearly as George ‘tsked’ and beckoned for Dream’s help. In an instant, Dream had collected Sapnap’s hands and pulled them up above his head. “I’m sorry!!!”, he squirmed desperately.

“Oh, Pandas.”, Dream coo’ed softly. He only busted out the nostalgic nickname at peak times to fluster the youngest. Sapnap flushed.

George wormed his hands all the way up Sapnap’s shirt and attacked his bare ribcage with clawed hands. Sapnap arched his back with a harsh screech, then collapsed into frantic cackling and wiggling. His feet pitter-pattered against the ground.

“Please!”, he peeped. It was the last word he muttered before giving himself over to the torture. Like this, he was useless. Pinned under his two best friends who knew exactly what to say and where to tickle to make him lose his mind. His thoughts muddled and he couldn’t even remember what stupid argument had started all of this. He shrunk under the two’s smirks and evil giggles. The laughter tore out of him uncontrollably. He jolted as George sent tickly shockwaves directly into his ribcage. He wailed as he felt the skinny fingers dig between each rib, searching for more sweet spots. One particular spot yanked an embarrassing squawk out of him and the other two laughed.

“Alright Georgie, maybe we shouldn’t kill him?”, Dream smiled softly down at his squirmy red-faced best friend. The younger didn’t even seem to register the words. Just squealing and laughing away. He looked back to George and was met with a frightening gaze.

“But, he’s so cute like this.”, George smirked. While the sentiment was technically sweet, his tone of voice and evil smirk revealed how targeted and purposeful the words were. Sapnap whined.

“Please!”, Sapnap gasped out. His voice shaky through the laughter. Wheezes were starting to lace through each new burst and Dream worried for his sanity. And lungs.

Dream suddenly released Sapnap’s hands and sat back into his cross-legged position. As soon as Sapnap felt the release he grabbed two handfuls of George’s ridiculously large hoodie and yanked him down. George could only squeak and be pulled along. Soon the two were locked in a more traditional wrestling match.

“Your boyfriend betrayed you!!”, Sapnap teased breathlessly. George let out a yell of protest and the two rolled across the living room floor, filled with giggles. Dream laughed fondly as he watched his two best friends tussle on the ground in front of him. With Sapnap’s energy sapped from the tickle torture they were much more evenly matched.

Dream made a mental note to grab Sapnap the exact same 4XL Dream hoodie so he could match George. He would openly protest, but he knew he would wear it.

The two flopped on their backs next to each other in front of Dream and played dead. Tongues out and everything. He reached down and attacked both their tummies with tickles, earning matching shrieks.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I commissioned my friend @kazenomegaminowanpisu to make the art to go along with this fic! They’re amazing, please check them out!!!

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Now Let Me Explain (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)

(This is from my series Glass House!!!)

Word count: 2654

I believe this is the last part!!! This was me stepping out of my usual and writing a true lee, but I don’t have any more ideas for the concept. But I love the little world I created. A little world where Dream and Sapnap tickle George, he loves it, and George is one of us. I hope you enjoyed <3

Warning: Tickle tools and feet tickles.

George’s eyes flicked quickly between his phone and Sapnap.

“Hm…”, he murmured, watching the other boy stretch and roll on his back lazily, also on his phone. He got a hum back in question. “Just thinking.”. His eyes trailed over the words on his phone screen again. He was logged in on his @gigglygogy404 account and scrolling through a thread all about Sapnap. At first, he had felt a little spark of jealousy that it wasn’t about him. Now, he found himself with the same questions as the fans. Why didn’t he know Sapnap’s worst spot? “You’re one of my best friends.”, he spoke suddenly. Sapnap slowly looked over.

“…you’re one of my best friends too, Georgie.”, he spoke carefully, ungrounded by the unusual sweetness. George smiled and tilted his head. “Is everything okay?”.

“Yeah! Just wanted to ask some questions.”.

Sapnap locked his phone and sat up on his elbows, giving George his full attention.

“Where’s your most ticklish spot?”.

“Oh! You want tickles!”, Sapnap exclaimed, relieved. He reached for George’s side, who squealed and smacked his hand away.

“No! Idiot. I’m asking you a question! I just really don’t know. It’s important to me.”, he said through giggles.

“It’s important to you.”, Sapnap deadpanned, an edge of amusement in his voice.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t understand. In my community it’s an important thing to know about everyone. Dream’s is his tummy. And I don’t know yours.”.

The younger beamed and sat up completely, excited. George always held back a lot of this little interest he had. He looked down and sent a quick text to summon Dream. Then, he cleared his throat.

“Well. If it’s important to you then fine. I think it’s my thighs, right?”. George grinned and nodded happily, typing away at his phone.

“That makes sense!”. Sapnap could only smile fondly and shake his head, watching George. “Your thighs are so ticklish!”.

“Are you like, writing that down?”.

“There’s a little debate going on in the tickle community about you and I’m adding my secret intel.”. There was that word again; community.

Dream popped his head in.

“Hi guys! Can I join the cuddle party?”, he asked with a grin, taking in the two spread out on George’s bed.

“Yeah, get in here. George is telling me about his community.”. Dream made quick work of crawling up the bed and pulling a squirmy George back into his chest.

“Awww! Are you being talkative today?”, he asked, lips against the back of his sensitive neck. George burst into giggles.

“I don’t know! What do you guys want to know?”.

~•~

“This threads all about Sapnap. They are debating about what your worst spot is, obviously. Do you want to see some art I have saved of you?”, George smiled shyly.

“Of me? Sure.”.

Dream released George and the boy rolled onto his stomach and propped himself up on his elbows before directing their attention to his phone. He opened his Photo app and selected an album labeled only with a fire and feather emoji. Sapnap tittered a little.

“This one’s my favorite.”. George selected one to make bigger. It was line art, completely colorless. George’s character was hugging Sapnap’s character from behind and nuzzling into his neck. It was a little lovey, with hearts floating above Sapnap’s head. And Sapnap was in a fit of giggles, George tickling him with the nuzzles.

“That’s cute.”, Sapnap murmured, a little embarrassed.

“Sapnap…”, Dream coo’ed. The younger ducked his forehead down onto George’s shoulder and giggled. George beamed.

“And look, this is you and Dream tickle fighting.”. He swiped over to a more colorful and cartoon-y art. Dream and Sapnap’s characters were both red-faced and laughing, both tickling each other’s sides at the same time. “Isn’t that cute?”, he asked, looking back and forth at both of them.

“Yes.”.

“Very.”. George giggled and nodded.

“Is it a little embarrassing to see this?”.

“Yeah a little, but it’s fun. I love seeing fanart. I’m really excited you’re sharing this Georgie!” George squirmed, excited. Dream and Sapnap grinned at each other over his back.

“Want to see Dream stuff? There’s a ton of Dream tickle art.”.

“Really?”, Dream scooched in closer.

George nodded and clicked over to an album labeled with a broccoli and a feather emoji.

“You’re an idiot.”, Dream said, poking George in the side to make him squeak.

“It makes sense!”, he giggled, writhing from the poke. He scrolled slowly through fanart. Dream’s character being tickled to pieces by George and Sapnap’s. But also, DreamXD, magic hands, and other characters they didn’t recognize.

George locked his phone and smirked at Dream.

“The fans want to see you get tickled so bad.”, he wiggled back into Sapnap until the younger wrapped his arms around him, then reached out and tickled Dream’s stomach.

“Hey!”, he laughed, smacking the hand away. He reached for George’s stomach, but his hand was smacked away by Sapnap’s.

“No! He’s letting me cuddle!”. All three of them giggled stupidly. George melted into the hold happily.

“Did you know Sapnap’s worst spot is his thighs?”, he asked. Dream grinned and nodded.

George smiled and tilted his head up a little, directing his question back at Sapnap.

“Do you like being tickled?”.

“No, definitely not.”, Sapnap answered quickly. George looked over to Dream.

“What about you?”. Dream shook his head ‘no’ quickly.

“I’m going to tickle you both anyway.”. Sapnap laughed and squeezed him from behind.

“We know.”, Sapnap said, amusement rich in his voice.

“…because sometimes I get into ler moods.”, he said carefully.

“What’s that?”, Dream asked.

“Think of it like…ticklelee and tickleler. So, being tickled or tickling someone else. That makes sense, right? So lee and ler. If I’m in a ler mood then I feel like tickling somebody else.”, George spoke his words slowly and carefully, like he was trying to avoid using specific words. A blush crawled up his neck as he spoke and he squirmed back into the hold. Sapnap snuggled him in closer.

“I get it. Sometimes you’re a little tickle monster. I’ve noticed that.”, he spoke into George’s hair. Dream nodded excitedly.

“Yeah!”.

“So sometimes I really really want to tickle you guys. That’s why. So…yeah!”, he smiled, apparently satisfied with his jumbled wording. The other two nodded, happy. “Can I tickle one of you now?”.

~•~

Dream decided to go first. Neither had actually been tickled for more than a short burst before. George was not making it easy.

Sapnap laid on his side with a smirk, watching the scene. George was perched on top of Dream trying to get him to keep his arms up.

“C’mon, it’s not going to be that bad!”.

“Chill out! You’re scaring me!!”, Dream said through a flurry of flustered giggles.

“I’m not even doing anything yet!”. George shot his hands down and pinched at Dream’s hips, who squealed and grabbed his wrists to pull away.

“That tickles!”, he cried.

They all laughed as Dream failed to let himself be tickled at all. As soon as he released George’s hands, they would dive back in to tickle him. In less than a second, Dream was squealing and either blocking the hands or grabbing them again.

“Stop! Please!”.

“I haven’t even tickled you!”, George laughed as he sat back a little. Dream flopped his arms over his red face and gasped for air between his flustered giggles.

“Oh my god George. I don’t know how you can stand that!.”. George’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“What? I can’t!”, he squeaked out. Dream and Sapnap laughed. “Sapnap, grab his arms.”.

In a flash, Sapnap has Dream’s wrists held tight. Before anything could even happen, Dream was giggling hysterically.

“No please no!!”, he begged. George laughed and shook two clawed hands into Dream’s tummy, making him squeal loudly. He struggled for a few seconds, but then threw his head back into the pillow and laughed wildly. He squirmed and bucked, gasping through his laughter. Sapnap and George giggled excitedly at his reaction.

“Aw, Dream! So ticklish!!”.

“Please!”, he squeaked.

It was clear Dream couldn’t really handle it, turning red as his laughter got more and more frantic. After a few more seconds, George stopped.

“That was crazy…”, Dream giggled.

As Dream recovered, George eyed down Sapnap. The older crawled off of him and moved closer to Sapnap.

“Remember when I tried using the massage gun on you and you wouldn’t let me?”. Sapnap laughed.

“Yeah! I had to safeword! Then Dream wrecked you.”.

“No, you used my safeword! Ugh, shut up.”, George giggled and tried to ruffle Sapnap’s hair, only getting his hand smacked away.

“Yeah, ‘cause it felt crazy! What? You want to try again?”, Sapnap asked. Dream popped up behind George and leaned into the conversation.

“I’ve been a little curious about one of your tools too, like after seeing your reaction to it.”, Dream added.

“Oh? Which one?”, George turned.

“The hairbrush. Like, on your. You know.”, Dream bit his tongue through his smile, suddenly embarrassed. His cheeks flamed as he took in the others’ excited looks.

“You couldn’t even handle my hands!!”, George yelled excitedly, pouncing him down on the bed. They all laughed as the two wrestled.

Dream let George win, giggling as the smaller boy threw his hands up in victory from atop him.

“I could use some tools on you guys! You wanna see what they are like right?”.

“Well…”.

“Like…”, both boys fumbled with their sentences at the same time and went silent.

“It’s okay to be curious.”, George said, softer this time. It was definitely fun to scare them, but it would be more fun if they actually let him use the tools on them. “You get safewords.”.

Slowly, they both agreed.

~•~

“Oh god I’m going to freak out…”, Dream murmured before shoving his face into the pillow he was hugging. He was on his stomach with his arms wrapped around a big pillow while George was perched on his back facing his feet.

“You got this Dream!”, Sapnap cheered teasingly. George was hovering the hairbrush over Dream’s bare sole. He was holding just one of his ankles as well as he could.

Suddenly, he scrubbed the hairbrush against the sole for about a second and a half. There was a muffled scream. In an instant, he was bucked off to the side and straight into Sapnap. Everybody laughed.

“Dream!! You threw me!!”.

“That was crazy!! What the fuck?!”, Dream said through his giggles. He rolled over and grabbed his own foot, rubbing at the ticklish tingles left behind.

“I barely even did it!”.

“George, you can’t do that again. I don’t know how I didn’t kick you!”.

“What! But, Dream!!”, George whined, untangling himself from Sapnap. George dove for Dream and they wrestled, full of giggles. “You won’t hurt me! I’ll be careful!!”.

“No way!!”.

“I’ll hold him.”, Sapnap added, smirking. The two looked over to find him with the hairbrush, waving it in the air. He gestured it at Dream. “I can make sure you don’t hurt him. “. Dream only whined.

It took a while to get Dream into position again. He was much squirmier now that he knew what the dreaded hairbrush would feel like.

“I’m nervous!”, he squeaked out as he felt Sapnap get a good hold on his legs.

“Breathe Dream, you can do this!”, Sapnap coo’ed. It was far too teasy to be sincere.

“I’ll go for five seconds, okay? You can handle that, right?”, George asked.

“I-um. Okay. Five seconds. Yeah, I can try that.”, he stuttered, barely holding his nervous giggles at bay.

“Alright!”.

The hairbrush was pressed back into his sensitive sole and scrubbed, forcing a scream out of him before he even knew what he was doing.

“5…4…”, George started. It tickled. Dream hugged the pillow and thrashed against the hold on his lower half, but it was no use. He screamed with laughter, helpless. It was bad. It was so so bad. Surely he wouldn’t survive th-

“Dream we are done!”, Sapnap’s voice was in his ear. He hadn’t registered that he was free.

“Wow, you’re so ticklish Dream!!”, George giggled happily. He rolled over and flopped weakly onto his back, still a little lost in the breathless giggles. “Now you know what it feels like! Do you like it?”.

“That was really intense.”, Dream shook his head. He calmed his giggles, but the smile was harder to shake. George was just so happy. George crawled over and ruffled his sweaty curls.

“It like, clears out your mind. All you can focus on is how much it tickles.”, George supplied shyly, smiling.

Dream grinned up at George, understanding a little more. Before he could speak though, George was snatched back into a bear hug from Sapnap.

“Oh Georgie!!”, he dragged out the name happily as he forcibly hugged the struggling boy to his chest. “You just like being made all silly!! No thoughts in your head!!! Just…tickle tickle tickle!”, he suddenly attacked George’s sides with tickles. The boy screeched as he squirmed in the hold.

“No!!!”, he cried out through his laughter.

Dream watched them fight, feeling lighter. It wasn’t the tickling, though. It was getting to understand George a little better. After all these years, there’s still more to learn about each other. He grinned as George squealed, unable to get away from Sapnap’s mischievous fingers.

~•~

It took a bit for the three to calm down for Sapnap’s turn. While Dream seemed sapped of energy, Sapnap was bouncing off the wall.

“I’m scared!”, he declared. All three of them giggled.. “Gogy went crazy when we did this to him. You can’t do it for long!!”.

“Only five seconds!”, George assured.

“Oh my god!”, Sapnap squealed out in fear. Dream hugged him back into his chest and laid down more, leaving George to perch on his calves. “This is so scary!”.

George grinned that Cheshire Cat smile, all teeth and bite. With Sapnap, there was less sweetness and more playfulness. Dream worried George wouldn’t stop, so he had promised Sapnap he would count as well.

The massage gun was turned on, making Sapnap squeak. His thigh trembled as George brought the vibrating head closer and closer. When contact was made, Sapnap threw his head back against Dream in a silent scream. He bucked uselessly up into George’s weight and his leg twitched back and forth. The tickling was absolutely maddening, pulling a yelp from his chest before the five seconds was up. A hysterical sounding laughter boomed out of him at the four second mark, and kept going after George had already stopped.

“Please please please!!!”, he babbled through his laughter. The ghosts of vibrations shook through his legs still, driving him crazy. It was a while before he stopped laughing. The boys cuddled him until he calmed down. “That was nuts, George.”, he mumbled. The wobbly smile on his face was precious, making George nuzzle into his neck in fondness. “How do you stand that?”.

“I can’t stand it, Sappy. It’s torture.”, he replied quietly.

A sneaky blush crawled up George’s neck and cheeks. It was a little embarrassing; being known. The two already tortured him on a regular basis, and now they have a better idea of just what exactly they are putting him through. The shocking feeling of being tickled that they knew he craved. They knew now just how intense some of the sensations he endured were. He kept his face in Sapnap’s neck and they all relaxed together.

It was silly, his embarrassment. They had all been through so much. Still, when he came up and found Dream nailing him with a knowing smirk, he shoved his face right back into his hiding spot. But, a smile broke through. Excitement iced his veins.

Feelings are complicated and George could never find the words to explain himself. Yet here he was, known.