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slimeylee · 2 years

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Bad day cheering-up

skephalo; my favourite skeppy he/him, bbh he/him

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Skeppy was having a really bad day. He wasn't sure why. He just wasn't feeling it. He'd been sat in his room of him and Bad's mansion, waiting for Bad to come back from his Minecraft Manhunt practicing with Dream, George and Sapnap. He watched the console every now and then, waiting for the words "BadBoyHalo joined the game" to pop up.

He tapped his thigh with his finger, then exhaled slowly. He thought, what if Bad didn't come back? What if he forgot about him? What if- one day everyone he knows, loves, forgot about him? Tears pricked at his eyes at the thought, but he noticed it was kind of stupid. He stood up, grabbing a book and quill out of his inventory. He wrote in the book, signing it and setting it on the floor.

About an hour later, Bad logged onto the SMP after a long day of MCMH practicing with Dream, George and Sapnap. He spawned in him and Skeppy's mansion. He looked at the console, and saw that Skeppy messaged him coordinates to an area. He looked around, "sGeppy?" then he saw the book and quill on the ground. He walked over to it, picking it up and reading it. go to the coords i send u when u see this -skeppy ur best friend <3 <3 <3 <3

"...Okay." Bad blinked. He looked back at the console for the coordinates Skeppy sent him. He didn't know if he needed anything, but thought if Skeppy was bringing him somewhere that he would already have everything that they'd need. So, he just went to the coordinates.

Soon enough, Bad had arrived at the coordinates. And he was surprised. Skeppy was sat on a blanket on the ground. There were sandwiches, muffins, a cooler. Skeppy looked up at Bad, then smiled slightly. "Hey, Bad." - "Hi, sGeppy!! Did you do all of this for us?!" - "Yeah! I figured..." Skeppy trailed off, thinking of an excuse.

"Iiii figuureed.. that.. since you have been practicing for the Manhunt with the Dream Team all day, thaaat.. we coould hang out together! You're probably really exhausted and I thought, 'what's more relaxing than going on a picnic with my best friend?" Skeppy gave off a suspicious smile, which Bad slowly caught onto, but he went with it. "Thank you, sGeppy! I really appreciate it." Bad smiled.

He sat down, picking up a muffin and taking a big bite out of it. Of course he goes for the muffins first, Skeppy thinks to himself as he grins and rolls his eyes. Skeppy's hopes were high that this would make him feel better. After a few minutes, Skeppy took a soda out of the cooler and popped the tab, taking a sip.

The two of them finished the food that Skeppy had prepared, and Skeppy felt better. But he was still a bit sad. Bad looked at Skeppy, and he could tell that something was wrong. "Hey, sGeppy, do you want to.. go home?" Bad asked. "...Yeah, you know what? Let's go home." Skeppy smiled, and the two quickly packed up their stuff and headed back to the mansion.

When the two of them got back to the mansion, Skeppy went over and slumped on the couch, and Bad looked at his best friend. "sGeppy, are you.. okay?" Bad trailed over to Skeppy, frowning. "What. Are you talking about, Bad. I'm fineee." Skeppy looked away from Bad, tears pricking at his eyes. "I know you, sGeppy. You've that look on your face. You're not fine." Bad scooted closer to Skeppy, who was trying super hard not to make any eye contact with him.

Bad aggressively pulled Skeppy into a hug. Skeppy inhaled, and the tighter Bad hugged, the more tears began to slowly tiptoe down his cheeks. He leaned into his friend, and Bad slowly moved his hands to Skeppy's lower back as he planted a gentle kiss to his friends forehead. Skeppy exhaled, sniffling. The two sat quiet for a minute, til Bad had an idea spawn in his head.

Bad had pulled the two of them into a laying position on the couch before wrapped his arms around Skeppy's stomach. Skeppy flinched from the quick movement before speaking up after a few seconds. "Bh- Bad? What're.." Skeppy's hand shot to his mouth as a finger gently traced his bare side. When did Bad's hand get up his sweater? Skeppy twitched, gently kicking his legs as more fingers started tracing up and down his side.

"Geeeppy." Bad smiled. "Nhhope.." Skeppy fought a smile from appearing on his face as the tracing slowly turned into scratching. Then that scratching turned into scribbling, and suddenly moved to his stomach. "BaAd!" Bad giggled at Skeppy's reactions and his determination to not smile. "C'mooohn, Geppy. Let's see your smile, you muffinhead! Hahahahh!" Bad taunted, moving up the sleeve of Skeppy's hoodie to trace his arm. Skeppy finally broke at that.

"Bahahahad! Nohoho- nohoht thehEHERe!" Skeppy twisted and squirmed in his friend's bear hug. "There's that smile I love to see!" Bad exclaimed, and Skeppy's face flushed. "IhIHIHI- BaHAD!" Skeppy squealed as a raspberry was applied to his neck. "Tickle, tickle, sGeppy," Bad whispered into Skeppy's ear as he moved back to Skeppy's stomach and squeezed.

"BAHAHAD! StOHOhop! Pleheheheheeease! AAH!" Skeppy shrieked, bucking his hips which were now attacked by his demon friend with gentle, unbearable squeezes. "You're adorable, sGeppy." Bad commented, and Skeppy's face flushed some more as he continued to kick the air profusely. Bad found that Skeppy must've enjoyed compliments. They make him all flustered. He wanted to implement as many as he could.

Bad had squeezed Skeppy's stomach again and he squealed once more. Now tapping Skeppy's belly and occasionally dipping a finger into his bellybutton, Bad's hands went side to side over Skeppy's lower and upper stomach."BaHaHAHAad! Ihihi'm ohohokay nohow! PleHEHEAsEE!" Skeppy shrieked as Bad suddenly leaned down and planted a raspberry on Skeppy's stomach, where the demon had brought his hoodie up himself.

Bad shook his hair to add onto the electrifyingly ticklish feeling, and Skeppy was lost in a hysterical trance of laughter with his head thrown back. He felt safe. Happy, for the first time that day. He loved hanging out with Bad, even if they'd have their rough some-times. Skeppy loved whatever they'd do together. Trolling him, or just simply hanging out. It was Skeppy's favourite thing in the whole world, and he didn't know what he'd do or where he'd be without Bad.

Bad's heaven hell slowed to a stop, and soon enough Skeppy and the demon were two peas in a pod on the couch. Bad tightly wrapped his arm around Skeppy, and Skeppy sunk into Bad's chest. Bad sighed, then with a smile on his face said; "I love you, sGeppy." Skeppy giggled out an; "I love you too, Bad." Bad gently kissed Skeppy's hair, and the two slowly drifted off into a peaceful nap on the couch.

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@micyleeunu12 i am so so so so so sorry for making u wait so long t-t ik u told me to cancel the idea but i couldnt let this go to waste and leave u three months empty-handed :( i really would hope you enjoyed it though!! and if u already found someone who made the fic you were looking for i bet theirs is 1000x better than mine xd /gen/srs

this has been in my drafts for three months and ive got asks still in my inbox from five months ago i need to catch up on so many things i am sorry xP/gen/srs

i hope u enjoyed this tho... longest fic ive made so far :0 i made it past 1k words (this is 1163 words) lets gooo >:D (ive made it a goal of mine to create a fic thats either 1k words or longer but ive never had the motivation--)

i hope i wrote for these two ok--or accurately--i feel like i s h o u l d have since skeppy and bad are two people that ive probably watched the most--i dont think ive written for them before tho now that im thinking abt it i might have dont remember tbh

but otherwiseee

slimey out :]

-spookyslime

#slimey-fics #lee!skeppy #ler!badboyhalo #i would make this longer--for three months of work this shouldnt be acceptable xD but i dont have motivation to make this any longer #than it is--sorry :c

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error-pleaseleaveamessage-error · 2 years

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It's been a moment since I've drabbled, but I'm here to spread switch! manhunt Dream propaganda. I forget that I can just talk normally without posting art or a fic, lol.

The Speedrunner Vs. Pro video, there were so many tickle-content related moments in there. I'm specifically talking about a moment at 31:35, where Dream hops in the boat and Illumina can't do anything about it. I'm imagining, as Dream can't harm him either when in boats, instead he hugs Illumina from behind and tickles him under the armor in attempt to get him to admit defeat. So you have Illumina in a fit of giggles, disorganized as he spins around in circles, and Dream teasing him in his ear with promises of mercy.

"DrehEHEham, cuhuht ihit ohout!!"

"Oh, come on Illumina. Tickle, tickle, tickle! Just get out the boat, or even better, give up!"

The fact that Illumina couldn't tell when Dream was lying, but Dream could tell when Illumina was lying, is such good material. Dream said there was a tremor in Illumina's voice when he lied.

"I see you Dream."

"...What? No you don't, you liar. Do you know what happens to liars, little Illumina?"

There are plenty of moments where Dream freaks out too, such as when Dream was under-geared and Illumina kept chasing him.

"I'm not scared."

"So it's fine if I get closer-"

"Okay, mayBE A LITTLE-"

The Speedrunner Vs. Slayer video, I love BadBoyHalo so much. Dream was going easy on him, but Bad is not to be underestimated.

"Yeah, you better run."

I imagine after this, when Bad had won and Dream was - admittedly - a little pouty, he pulls his friend into a hug - rubbing up and down his back.

"Dream! You did so good!!"

"Yeah..." Dream sulked, melting into Bad's arms. "But I didn't win."

"Ay!" Bad scrunches his fingers, lightening his touch to gently wiggle along Dream's spine. Of course, naturally, Dream squeaks into his shoulder. "Stop that! You muffin, you did awesome."

The Minecraft Speedrunner Vs. 4 Hunters video, we now have Antforst. We truly need more content of him, my goodness.

How could Ant not take advantage of his claws and whiskers. Sometimes, he abandons his sword, and resorts to grabbing Dream. Just so he can rub his face into his friend's neck, purring deviously as his whiskers make his friend squeak.

"AHAHanant!! wHAhahAT ahahare yoOHou dohohoing?!"

"Whaddya' think, Dreeaaammm? Does this tickle? What about here? Your squeaks are so cute!"

Of course, the purring only makes it tickle more.

#pandas talks #mcyt thoughts #ler!dream #lee!illumina #we need more illumina content #i will work on this promptly #will it ever be posted promptly? thats a different story /lh #ler!antfrost #ler!badboyhalo

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fluffallamaful · 1 year

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WARNING: VERY INTENSE TICKLES AHEAD

Being tickled by one person is bad enough. Being tickled by two is horrible. Being tickled by four? Now that’s just unfair.

Dream’s setup actually has to change a little bit to account for this. It’s a different sort of table this time around: one specifically fit for him, stretching each of his limbs taut. His arms above his head, his legs out to either side — and each joint is fastened down with a belt-like restraint both above and below it, making it impossible for him to move anything more than a couple millimeters, if that. Finally, a little foam gag is slid into his mouth for him to bite down on. It’s soft enough to rest comfortably inside but firm enough that he can’t quite get his teeth to click against each other through the material. Quackity tells him — truthfully — that it’s a safety precaution to keep him from chipping his teeth against one another or biting his tongue off during his punishment. His blood turns to ice at the implications of that.

And then, of course, they get started.

Sam focuses on his belly. He uses that special little circular suction cup brush for the naval this time. Dream HATES that thing: Quackity always uses it for punishments nowadays, because of just how badly it tickles. The man’s always shocked by how violently Dream responds to it: he can’t see pretty much anything regarding what it’s actually doing, so it’s really funny to watch him thrash around like a dying fish because of such an innocuous looking thing sitting so innocently on his tummy. Normally he doesn’t use it for more than a couple minutes. This isn’t normally. They turn it on, slip it in, and then forget about it for a while. Because leaving it in like this leaves Sam free to experiment with the REST of his tummy.

He leans over to bury his mouth into the skin, blowing raspberry after raspberry before proceeding to nibbles and then to rough grooming licks, each worse than the last. And Dream can’t do anything about it because of the stupid pillow under his abdomen. His tummy is all stretched out and taught and refusing to move. He can’t even suck it in. And Sam is taking full advantage of it, and why is he GOOD at this it’s not FAIR —

Sam’s nose nudges into the suction cup. Dream screeches through his gag.

Sam finally takes off the little tickly suction cup a few minutes later, but just as he’s collapsing in relief he feels Sam’s rough tongue scratching all around his naval instead, and it’s HORRIBLE. He sobs loudly, trying to squirm away. This is one of the worst things he’s ever felt. Sam doesn’t even seem to notice, wrapping his arms around his waist and burrowing into his bellybutton to groom it thoroughly. He blows a couple of harsh, firm raspberries occasionally, whenever his tongue needs a break. He’s unfairly good at it. (Sam’s always used tools before. Dream had no idea that being tickled by him normally would be even WORSE.)

Ant goes for his feet, using a little electric toothbrush to dig into the places that get him crying. He runs it over his big toe, under his fourth, against the arch and even back up between the digits. Dream’s ankles are strapped down tight, too, so he can’t kick at all, and a particularly nasty flash of inspiration has Ant tying a bit of twine around his big toe to pull it back, anchoring it to his manacles and preventing him from curling his toes to protect the sensitive skin beneath. He even teases him about how he’s only restrained his big toe: he could curl the others if he wants! (He can’t.) He experiments with different tools. He can’t decide between the quill and the electric brush. He tries to ask Dream which one’s worse, but you know. The gag. He decides to just use them both, letting them alternate between the undersides of his toes and the rest of his soles: best of both worlds that way.

Bad focuses on his legs. He squeezes around his kneecap, and runs his long claws down the muscle in his thighs and calves to make the whole thing shudder. His tail traces all around his hip bones and lower tummy, agonizingly light and slow as it circles over and over and over again. Bad’s not even really paying attention to it, but it’s so, so bad — especially with how it contrasts with the suction cup. On a whim he decides to target his inner thighs, experimentally pressing into the crevice there and realizing that if he presses his thumb into the muscle just right he can get this weird noise he’s never heard before, even through Dream’s gag. The others notice too and start asking Bad to keep doing it and see what happens. He finds that if he squeezes the whole thigh — with at least one finger pressing into that spot — he can get this weird spasming effect. It’s fun!

Quackity leans over him from just behind his head. He drills into his exposed armpits with both hands, using two fingers each to gently massage horrible circles around and around and around — eventually even switching to circling with his nails, which are even worse. He knuckles his ribs, roughly dragging his fist over either side of his ribcage to make him jolt and squirm like a worm on a hook. He scritches lightly on either side of his neck and watches his head try and fail to thrash. He uses his wings to reach over and lightly dust all over his sensitive torso. He even lets the feathers trail down to his tummy sometimes. The worst part about him, though, is that he TEASES. He asks him questions, threatening him with worse tickles if he doesn’t answer them — which he can’t, since there’s a gag in the way — and then uses the resulting silence as an excuse to nibble his neck while murmuring about how it’s his own fault. He coos about how helpless he is and how he can’t do anything about his current situation, aww, it must be so baaaad. And everyone knows how yummy his tummy is! How long has that cup been sitting there now? Are those inner brushes circling clockwise or counterclockwise, anyway? Owww, did Bad just find a new spot that’s making him cry like a baby? Does that tickle badly? Hm? Too bad he can’t move, huh? Because Quackity doesn’t think Bad’s gonna stop tormenting that spot for a while. He’d better get used to it. Isn’t this fun?

Sometimes they chat as they play. Ant and Bad have a conversation about their upcoming shifts as they torture his legs. Ant momentarily stops arguing about why he should get Monday off to suggest that Bad slide an electric toothbrush under his trapped leg to press against the back of his knee. Bad pauses his lecture about the importance of a good work ethic to ask Ant if he can feel a change in the muscles of his foot when he scratches like THIS. Sam argues with both of them even as he suggests new things he’s come up with since their last visits, passing over new and interesting tools for them to play with. Quackity watches them chat like it’s a ping pong match even as he presses a taser into Dream’s left armpit, letting wave after wave of tickly shocks torment the taut skin without pause. There’s a quill in his other hand. It’s circling the prisoner’s other pit.

Sam asks Bad if he’s ever nibbled Dream’s tummy before. Bad says no, and Sam starts explaining how to do it best. Dream is squeaking, trying to plead for Bad not to use his enormous fangs on his poor little tummy because he’s already catching on to how badly that would tickle, but nobody pays him any mind at all. Bad pretends that he doesn’t know what he’s doing, that it’s his first time giving someone mouth tickles. It is not. It is CLEARLY not. He might even be worse than Sam. Bad’s mean enough to target his bellybutton, too, whenever he gets the inkling. It’s not fair that all of its torture made it MORE sensitive, it’s not!

Quackity offers Ant some baby oil. It’s not ticklish itself — feeling the duck hybrid rub the cool substance into his feet is actually really soothing, especially when he’s feeling so warm from the exertion — but then when Ant starts scratching again it feels like he’s exposed a live wire. It’s so much worse — he had no idea it could be this much worse! Ant laughs at his faint little twitches, and rubs some more right under his toes. The anticipation is almost worse than the actual tickling that follows. Almost.

The whole time, poor Dream is squealing into his gag. Tears are running down his cheeks, he’s trying desperately to thrash in his restraints — all is futile. No mercy. The prison staff are practically treating him like a squeaky toy: just a little thing to be tormented for their entertainment. He can’t do anything about it. Any one of these tactics would be enough to break him on their own, but all at once? Oof. He can’t even really make much noise through his gag, and while it was intended as a mercy to make sure that he didn’t hurt himself it ends up having the unintended side effect of prompting the four guards to go much further than usual in an attempt to get a reaction. (In other words, on top of being so much meaner than usual, all of this continues for the full three hours.)

Poor baby is an absolute mess by the time the timer runs out, the alarm finally sounding through the cell. His chest is heaving, his hands are limp against the table, his eyes are cloudy and dazed. His muscles started spasming at some point and now he’s just shivering uncontrollably. His skin is red all over, too — especially his belly. He doesn’t react at all when the restraints are released, unable to so much as lift a finger. Quackity takes out his gag and sees that he almost bit clean through the foam.

Sam picks him up, and at first Dream starts weakly attempting to babble about how he can’t TAKE anymore PLEASE — but instead of tickles, he’s greeted with the hybrid snuggling him into his soft fluff and settling down on the floor, taking the time to lick and groom his hair just the way he knows he likes it. Quackity had been planning to give him some well-deserved tummy kisses after his ordeal, but as soon as he announces his intentions Dream starts weakly begging him to not do it, please, he’s gonna die. He pouts about it (“I thought you LIKED my tummy kisses!”) but doesn’t push further.

Dream falls asleep quickly after that. Neither Big Q nor anyone else has the heart to wake him up, so they decide to just settle him in his bed and tuck him in, nice and snug. Bad probably stays a few minutes to nuzzle his cheeks, murmuring about how he’s such a stupid little muffin but they love him anyways. He gives him a few kisses before he leaves him to rest.

part 1 — context

mmmmmmm 🫠 you truly did go bonkers with this one what in the worrllddddddd 😭 3 houurrsssss?!??) a foam gag?? 😭😭 my celery mannnnnnnn 😩

(discussion belowwww):

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ok so my god the detail that you’ve gone into for each of these 😵‍💫 and we’ve got all the heckin special soup tools on the go as well.

this little suction thing is so cute. i love that he can’t stand them. that’s adorable. such a targeted little thing that is conveniently extremely easy for the ler to forget about, and yet unpredictable enough to always be on the lees mind. the fact that his position would make it difficult to see as well 🫠 and that he can’t suck in his stomach, and that sam is going nuts on the rest of his tummy. so his bad. so is quack.

the raspberries and nibbles 🥺 the relief that quickly turns to panic when sam replaces the lil suction thingy with his tongue 😅 (still feckin hate that word why is it so grossssss). i love that quackity is also just teasing him about everything sam’s doing the whole time. like just not letting him zone out or forget about any of the feelings at all

ant on his feet 😖 with the tieeeeeeee and baby oil wtffffff 😭 they’re just going nuts on himmmmmm. the fact that he gets each spot and toe as well. and the damn toothbrushes and aH. the fact that bbh and ant are just having cruel fun with it all. they’re talking like he’s not there and feigning disinterest,, until of course one of them hits a spot that makes dream squawk in his gag. i’m thinking baby oil on the thighs and lower tum too right? especially with bad’s nails 👌🏼 + it also protects his skin and look i gotta make sure my precious soppy cat man’s skin is safe.

i love the idea of quackity asking dream what he thinks of bad and ant’s work drama. like getting him to participate in the nonchalant conversation . but tickling him when he doesn’t answer quackity’s questions. (NECK NIBBLEABABZYHXHSS. such a flustery thing for someone to do when they’ve just been whispering teases into your eeeeaaaarrrr)

the feckin taser thing in the armpits again im going to throw it on dream’s behalf ffsjajxucus. and the fact that quackity can tease him about not being able to prepare for it as well??? the way he can use it so easily. like just tapping it on his armpit every now and then throughout his teasing. perhaps he also teases him with a countdown or two,, just purposely hyping him up for it

the armpit scratches and the rib knuckling 😵‍💫 idk knuckles seem to just be made to fit in between peoples’ ribs,, like it just makes sense. something about bone on bone as well :,) also baby oil to the armpits and ribs makes sense? like sure his skin is red and slippy and so tickly by the end of the 3 hours,,but it’s also soooo sofffttt and smoottttbhh

the aftermath here is cute. but i’m going to make it cuter 👌🏼🤌🏼:

first off he needs a bowl of soup and so much water immediately after he’s been lifted off his restraints. the foam gag would feel gross lmao. the feeling needs to be abolished

he also needs to be held so closely to sam. specifically, his tired tummy needs to be buried safely into his tummy fluff. ciz i just think that would feel amazing

he needs slippers. this one is a threat. he needs fluffy slippers or else.

he needs his limp hands held and floppy fingers played with

he needs a back rub and back kisses (only enough to make him melt and smile, not giggle though. he’s too tireddddd)

he needs a cookie

he needs to be reassured that there is room for him in this world, and that a reset isn’t necessary

he needs a blanket, and to receive forehead kiss goodnight from everyone

he needs everything mentioned to be still occurring/available when he wakes up as well 👍🏼

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#llama asks #soup the destroyer #Soups Tickle Therapy AU (Q Ed)#lee!dream #ler!quackity #ler!awesamdude #ler!badboyhalo #ler!antfrost

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sleepy--anon · 6 months

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Day 25: Gang Tickles

Reserved by anonymous friend of mine

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Reservations are full

Manhunt. The one activity that they all had fun doing but dreaded loosing. After the second manhunt, they had come to the agreement that the loser was to be wrecked by the winners. Dream was the one who suggested more hunters and yet he was the who complained about five against one was unfair when he lost.

"Dream, these were literally your ideas!" Sapnap groaned over Dream’s useless arguments that this 'wasn't fair' and 'they cheated'.

"Well yeah but... that doesn't make this fair!" George rolled his eyes so hard he hurt his head, watching Sapnap flick a look to the other four, seeing Sam slowly set up a trap behind Dream. The three crowded Dream so when Sapnap stepped towards him, he had no choice but to step back, right into Sam's trap. The rope wrapped tight around Dream’s wrists, hoisting him high in the air with a screach. The five built up to him, making a circle of sorts for their safety.

"Alright Dream, you have two minutes to prepare yourself, after that, I really don't care if you're ready~ You're lucky we let you keep your mask on" Sapnap informed the blonde, taking his time, cracking his knuckles, stretching his muscles, watching Dream attempt to find a way out of Sam's well thought out trap. Dream watched his hunters circle him, eyeing him like cheetahs looking at fresh meat.

"Alright times up!" George shouted impatiently, wanting to be the first to get his hands on Dream. He jumped forward, immediately latching onto his hips, squeezing quickly. Dream squealed loudly, kicking in a way that normally would've spun him if George wasn't holding him in place. Dream felt Sam's large hands on his ribs, Ant's claws on his tummy, Sapnap digging into his armpits, and Bad's claws on his neck and ears. He felt like he was being tickled from the inside out, made even worse by the fact that he couldn't cover himself.

"GUHUHUYS COHOHOHOME OHOHOHON!" Dream's laughter was a mix of loud hysterical cackles, squeaks, and snorts. The most he did was bring his knees up, shake his head, and wiggle his shoulders. The five opted for gentle coos, deciding that five against one was mean enough. Bad was the one who noticed the intense blush under his mask and the tears dripping from his chin, snapping his fingers with a loud click, signaling that it was time to stop. Sapnap wrapped his arms around Dream, pulling him onto the platform as Sam released his hands, he held him gently as he heaved and rubbed the abused spots.

"You ok Buddy?" Bad asked, patting his head, earning a slow tired nod.

"I'll carry him back"

#augtickletober2023 #dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #mcyt tickle fic #lee!dream #ler!sapnap #ler!george #ler!georgenotfound #ler!bad #ler!badboyhalo #ler!antfrost #ler!ant #ler!awesamdude #ler!sam #sleepy's fics

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emmadoodlewrites · 1 year

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https://twitter.com/tarapog/status/1590439441063358464?t=CWne4mMQ6eLSsNklRqeQMA&s=19

I'm too scared to send a dm directly jfjdkfbfkfnf

But look at what i found

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I'M DYING AND ALL THE COMMENTS TOOOOO AVFKDBKSBSKSNKANS

#ler!badboyhalo #lee!skeppy

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guesswho873 · 2 years

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tiny diamond

Note: this is not a ship fic, they are just friends.

Summary: skeppy and bad going to mining and skeppy has a secret that he didn't tell anyone...

Ok thx for reading this, you can start reading now.

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so.... bad and skeepy wanted to hang out! so they went to minning and started talking.

they were really having a great time. just talking and laughing and, sure there was some arguing but it wasn't that bad.

as always they were enjoying each other's company, they were in a dark cave they and they ran out of torches, so skeppy was pretty scared and, bad would be too but, he don't know but guess, today skeepy's preasence(and he is been to the dark neather a lot heck of a time) kept him not that scared.

of course skeppy didn't show that he is scared, as always but bad noticed it, smiled and said "awwwww! are you little scared sGeepy?" bad asked, a little teasingly.

"oh ofc not!! pttt- i am not 'BaDbOyHaLo' to be scared". skeppy said smirking and bad gasped.

"wow. ok. that's rude!!!" bad said slightly in a arguing voice.

"what? i didn't know saying the truth is 'rude' haha" sakppy said and giggled seeing bad's skocked face but soon bad's face truned into a grin or more like a smirk and said

"ok skeepy, if you NOT scared then I will stay here and mine this side and YOU go deeper into the cave" bad said grinning.

"what!!? that not fair!??" skeepy argued. but bad smirked and said

"oh? i think it"s fair cuz APPARENTLY I am SOO scared and you are not!, so i think it will be fair IF you go in!" bad leaned closer one hand on his hip and a sassy look of his face and said " unless you ARE scared?~~hmm~?".

and that hit skeepy's ego " what!! of course not!! why would I BE scared?? you know what I will go there!!' skeepy said and bad giggled.

bad was about to say skeppy that, he didn't need to do that, but before he could skeppy ran to that side of the cave, first bad was sure nothing can go worng, but after some min.... he was worried, he felt really guilty that he made skeppy do this eventhough he knows that skeppy was scared. 'what kind of friend am I?!! to let this happen' bad thought to himself.

and even more time passed and well bad was getting really worried. he collected some coal and he already had aome sticks so he has troches now but he did even lit it up cuz he still feeling bad for skeppy.

'what if skeppy is scared and didn't know how to come out!! what if his picaxe broke so he can't even mine! what if he fell into a big hole and seeking for help!!"bad was paranoid . after even more mins bad couldn't take it, he went to searched for skeppy and found him.

but he hid behind a walk like thing.... and quietly wached skeppy, cuz he didn't want skeppy to think that he was soo paranoid, he smiled at a half scared skeppy slowly looking around for some matetials. he was about to leave but one plan popped up in his head that made him smirk.

you know always skeppy is the one pulling trolls so today he will.... he slowly creeped behind him and jumped it hands on skeppy sholders, skeppy finched with a scream and swing his sword back while closing his eyes and thankfully bad backed up.

still skeppy closed his eyes and swinging sword and asked. "WHO IS THAT!!". and to bad it was adorable and funny he started to laugh.

"ohh!~~~ it's a gohohost ohhhhh!!~~ 'soo' scrary" bad said still laughing and making a funny ghost voice.

skeppy opened his eyes and frowned but couldn't help and giggle along with bad, but he said

"dudeeee WHY!?? you are SOO ANNOYING" skeppy looked at bad who laughed kinda harder that before and skeppy continued "stop LAUGHING!!!" skeppy groaned.

"hahah i am sohorry, but hey!! that's how I WILL feel when you troll me!!? ok mister!!" bad complained but still had a smile.

"no! that's different" skeppy said rolling his eyes. and bad had a angry yet confused face and said "HOW!!?".

"it's just,it is!!" skeppy argued back. and bad said "wow! I came here to check on you and you are gonna act like that!! just. wow." bad said.

"oh yeah giving me a heart attack is surely checking on me!!" skeppy said.

"ok you know what? i will leave you here, you can itself find your way out of here!!" bad said and skeppy replied

"1st: ok! you can do it i don't care. 2nd: if you go i will just follow you and, boom I am out with you, you dumbass!" skeppy said back and bad gasped.

"LANGUAGE you little miffinhead" bad turned around and continued, heart broken "you know i can just turn into one of my other froms and get out of here, just leaving you!!" skeppy can hear bad's voice is sad but, he didn't want to back up from the argument.

"oh? yeah! i can just turn into my original form and be safe here!!!" skeppy said.

bad turned around to see skeppy with a shocked face,"y-you have another form?" bad said completely shocked.

"of course" skeppy replied. "and you never TOLD ME ABOUT IT!!"bad said in anger.

"why would i say it to YOU!! THE MOST ANNOYING PERSON IN THE PLANET" skeppy shouted and bad's heart broke into a million pieces. and skeppy regetted it what he just said, but before he could apologize bad ran out of there.

"NO!! bad wait!! pls" skeppy said and followed him, but he missed him half way, he searched and searched,and finally found bad sitting on a coner and folding his legs and keeping his knee upto his chest and his head rested on his knee.

skeppy felt really bad seeing bad like in he slowly walked upto bad and gently sat beside him and quietly spoke:

"h-hey bad" skeppy smiled and tried to put his hands on the bad's sholders but bad just tured around to not to see skeppy, which skocked skeppy and spoke yet again

"c-come on bad don't be like that....... I so sorry l just...... didn't know it would brake your heart, l didn't mean it i swear!!" skeppy apologized.for a few mins ibad was silent but then he said

"then why d-didn't YOU say you have a another form..." bad asked.

"i-i didn't think it was important...." skeppy said.

"what? you thought it wouldn't be important to say it to ME?? the most annoying person ever!!"

bad snapped.

"NO! nono ! l thought like that... cuz your from is... way cooler and it looks.....awsome and well mine......"skeppy said kinda blushing.

and bad was confused.

"what? why would you think like that??" bad asked looking at skeppy and skeppy replied

"well...... l um..... it's just..... *sigh* look i was airhead and thought 'hey!! it would be a good idea to not tell bad' which if l think about it now it's so stupid!!" skeppy face plamed dissapointed on himself. which made bad giggle.

"youhou ahare a stuhapid lihihltle muffhihinheahde" bad said giggling. seeing bad giggle after what just happened skeppy smiled.

"see!! i was so stupid that l didn't even know that!" skeppy said and they both giggled.

"so do you forgive me??" skeepy asked.

"what can you do in your other from??" bad asked insead.

"what??" skeppy asked.

"i mean.. you said that, you don't think your other form is cool... which i think it's false..... so i was wondering what can you do in your other form and how would you look in your other form.... and is it uesfull??" bad asked in curiocity.

"l mean..... since i am a half diamond thing... so in my other form... l won't become tall like you in your other forms, l will be short.... Like a size of a baby cuz there are many diamomds but my kind is short and kinda l glow in the dark I mean I don't glow that much like the halo in my head does" skeppy explained.

and bad made a 'AW!!' expresion and said "awww!! that will be adorable" bad said. and skeppy blushed and broke eye content and said

"my powers l guess are,l can multiply and as l said earlier the halo that will be in my head can glow in the dark so l can provide light and lastly l can become smaller if l want to.... and I have extra health cuz diamonds are pretty strong, yeah l know, it's awesome as me!!" skeppy said and bad rolled his eyes.but he quickly said.

"Can I see it!!? Pls!" Bad asked exitedly.

"Wha-! Why?" Skeppy asked.

"Cuz you what you explained, I think it will look adorable!! So I wanna see pls" bad pleaded and Skeppy couldn't say no.

"Will you forgive me if l do that?" Skeppy asked and bad nodded happily and he stood up.

Skeppy sighed and stood up too, he closed his eyes and tilted his head and there!! he.... Wait he was gone??.... "Skeppy??" Bad asked confused, a squeak from down made him finch.

He looked down to he a adorable little guy it looked like a skeppy plushy but still alive and a moving up and down glowing halo and a small crown but it didn't have a mouth tho, but it looked adorable.

"Awww!!! Skeppy you look ADORABLE!!" Bad was absolutely cooing over skeppy, which made it blush. "Awwwww!! You can even blush!!" To which it squeaked in a angry voice.

"You are!! Haha" bad giggled and pleased his both hand down skeppy to climb on, skeppy became even smaller and jumped on bad's hands and bad started to coo even more and said "aw!! Look even though you changed your dress is still the same!! It's soo cute" bad wanted to see something and put his single finger in front of skeppy.

It almost covered the whole skeppy's ribs and belly, but in that process bad accidently poked that area and skeppy squeaked and blushed.

"Awww!! is this cute little thing ticklish I see??" Bad said and skeppy was about to shook his head but before that bad started to scratch with his one finger. And it started squeakingly laughing and bad couldn't help but coo over again.

"Hmm!!? Still this ticklish? Even though you changed your ticklishness didn't change I see?! Bad teased. And skep (I am gonna call little skeppy skep) was red, he couldn't stand anymore and layed down on Bad's hands and closed it's eyes and was still laughing.

"Aw!! are you liking this!?" Bad asked. Skep shook it's head. "Oh yeah!??" Bad stopped the ticking.

Skep slowly onpen his eyes to bad smiling he was confused and made a confused noise. But his confusion didn't stay long cuz bad said

"Make one noise if you want this to stop. Make two noise if you want this to continue. Your choice!" Bad said, and giggled when skep.made a shocking noise and squeaking like it was complaining.

"Nope choose oneeee!!" Bad said in a teasing voice. Skep was bright red he thought about it,It was nice.... But he can't just say it like that!!...... But it will be boring if bad stopped now, so he layed back down, covered his face and made two noise.

"AWW!! you want this!! I knew it!!" Bad giggled and skep made a whining noise which made bad giggle.

And it started again but this time bad was gentle and skep started to squeakly giggle again.

"Do You know a fun fact skeppy?"bad asked. And skeepy shook his head. " the fact is that tiny diamonds are called as me'lee' diamonds now I know why!! You are 'my lee diamond' haha" bad said and skep made a groaning noise.

Then bad suddenly went a bit down to his lower belly and lower ribs and skep started to squeak loudly.

"Ohhh!~~ this is a bad spot I see?? Hmm~~"

"Eek HAHAHHAHAHA AH- HEHEH" skep started to squeak and laugh (not like a human laugh tho) " awww!! You look adorable!! " bad said it a 100th times already but he couldn't help it.

But what he didn't notice is the skep was in the corner of his hands and accidently slipped. But thankfully skep turned into a normal baby size making it easy for bad to catch him.

"OMG!!! ARE YOU OK SKEPPY I AM SOO SORRY" skep nodded and got off bad,he looked back at bad.

"W-what??" Bad asked confused.

Suddenly skeppy became kinda smaller (but not that small like before) and multiplyed and they all looked at bad witha evil look.

Bad knew what was comming and backed up and started to giggle "s-skeheheppy I knohhow whahat yohou ahare trying to do but nohoho! Don't!" Bad said.

Bad said but the skeppies didn't listen and pounced on him. Bad tried to stop them by catching them, but it's didn't work and there was many of them.

4 skeppies hold down his hands and some were in his stomach,some were in his legs(like knee) and some were in his ribs and hips too, and finally 1 was above of his head and holding his horns and staring at him and squeaked happily.

"Shkehehepy cohohone ohon yohohou whahahted thahahaht, sohoho I dihihid thahat, plehhehease!!" Bad was already giggling to the anticipation.

The the skep which was staring that him just shook it's head and gave a signal to the other skeppies, and the skeppies above bad's stomach started their work.

And bad burst out giggling "ptt- hahahahahah nohohhohoh bahahahhad Shkehehepy, nohohohohohoho!" Bad said but it made skeppies angry. So they went for the hips too. And bad squeaked at the sudden change of place. And skeppies squeaked happily at that.

"AH- HahHaAhaHa sKeHEheheppy HAHAHhahha soHohoOhop thIHiS PLheahahaseheas, shHEHAHHApy "bad pleaded but instead of doing that they did the complete opposite and started to tickle his knees and horns too. And bad was in hysterical, he squirmed, kicked and try to make the skeppies stop but nothing worked.

It was actually impressive that skep was able to hold him down.

"AHHAHAHHahhahahahhHHahhaha! I diHIHIHIN'T HHAHAHAHAH tahahahHAHAHKE thHIHIHS Lohihhohong!! ThaHahahts nHHOHOHOT FAhaahahhair!!!" Bad protested, even though the skeps just giggled at his position, they know they had to stop soon, and bad is right he didn't take this long.

So they went for a gold spot for bad, his ribs,

So that's what they did many went to the ribs area amd started to tickle him they started at the top and slowly coming down, and that many small hand on his worst spot was driving was insane.

PTT- HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA NOHOHOHOHOT THHEHHEHEHEHERE SKEHEHEHEPPY!!! STHOHOHOHOHOP HAHAHAHAHAHAH" bad said and was wiggling so much, if that wasn't bad the skeppies Suddenly trun into normal skeppy, who was still on top of bad holding bad's hands down with a big smirk.

But bad took this opportunity to breath. Skeppy said "oh!~~heyyy!! I dear best friend badboyhalooo!! How your are doing there with a purple face~~." Skeppy said in a teasing voice and bad's face became even more purple.

"Skheheppy lehehehave meheHe alohohone!!" Bad siad and skeppy pretended to think and said "hmmmmmm?? How about. Nope." Skeppy said Suddenly leaving bad's hand and went straight to his ribs, and as soon as skeppy's hands touched bad's ribs his hands came crashing down.

"AHHAHAHAHAHAHHA SKEHHEHEHEHEHPY STOHOOHHOP I CAHAHAHAHN'T" bad said wiggling again, the big hand after those small ones, really tickles him.

Skeppy laughed at his reaction and said "dudeee you can't say that you are a demon and be this ticklish, I cannot imagine a demon begging to someone to stop ticking them,oh wait I am Seeing one right now hehe!" Skeppy teased again. With that he decided to end this with last one.

He put his one hands on bad's horns and the other hand on bad's upper ribs and blowed a raspberry on his lower ribs. Bad almost screamed cuz his two bad spots are being attacked.

"HAHAHAHAHAHHA!! SKEHEHEHEHEPY EHAHAHAHAHHAUGH!! I CAHAHAHAHHAHAHAN'T HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

Bad pleaded and skeppy knew bad reached his limits so he stopped and got off. Bad was gasping for air. And sat up rubbing back of his head and said.

"Skeppy you went too far!!" Bad 'complained' and skeppy replied "relax you were enjoying every single minute of that!!" And bad blushed

"What?" No..." Bad said breaking the eye content. But skeppy smirked md said.

"Please!! You can lie, but your tail can't!! I saw your tail, wagging like a dog that just saw a tennis ball" Skeppy said giggling at Bad's blush darken. But it soon became a smirk and bad said.

"Well you basically asked for it!! Me'lee' diamond" bad said. And skeppy's smirk faded and the blush joined.

No!! Not... Really!! I was.... Um.... Just said that.... To make.... You happy!!... And don't call me that!!" Skeppy explained. And bad still smirked " well you could have trun to your normal self and escaped but you didn't, so that's telling a another story!~~" bad smiled at seeing skeppy's full face gone red.

"Whatever dude!! You're just.... No!! It's not like that!! You know what whatever, whatever let's just go home!!" skeppy said and stood up and started to walk, bad giggled at this, and he too got up and they started to walk together to their manshion.

They probably gonna have a nap after this whole day... They both forgot about the fight and started to laugh and talk.... This is friendship.

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Yoo!! It's me!! Sorry I told I would post soon but I got a fever and couldn't, I am soo sorry,now I am fine.and see you on my next fic bye!!

And of course hope you like this

#dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #lee!skeppy #ler!badboyhalo #ler!bad #tiny diamond fic

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shamelessler · 2 years

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Just a lil short lil cute lil tiny lil small lil fic for you lol

Ler!Bad, Lee!Skeppy

(lee!bad for like 5 seconds)

Skeppy and Bad stood on one single block floating in the sky

"Parcore race starts in 3...2...1!" Skeppy punched Bad off of the block, causing high pitched screaming and ranting from his best friend as Skeppy ran off to complete the parcore.

"Skeppy, come here so I can get you back!" Bad yelled, sweating nervously once he realized Skepppy had already completed the first stage.

"HA! Bet you can't do the first stage in one try!" Skeppy taunted from the checkpoint.

Bad, determined to prove Skeppy wrong, stayed silent in focus as he jumped from block to block.

"YES!" Bad cheered once he was on the last block.

Skeppy quickly attempted to hit Bad off but Bad had already made the checkpoint and quickly respawned on the checkpoint with a sly face.

"Did you just hit me Skeppy?" Bad asked.

"Noo.." Skeppy grinned mischeivously.

"Yes you did you sneaky little muffin!" Bad exclaimed, before grabbing Skeppy's sides and harshly digging his finger's into Skeppy's skin.

Skeppy screamed, "NONONO NO TICKLING!" he yelled desperately. "So hitting isn't against the rules but tickling is?" Bad teased, his fingers wandering onto his ribs. Skeppy squealed, "EHEHEXACTLY!" Bad laughed along with Skeppy, "Oh you made that rule up just because you're ticklish!" Bad accused. "SOHOHO AHAHARE YOU!" Skeppy taunted back, reaching over to squeeze Bad's sides, "Ehehehehe, n-nohot ahas much as yohou." Bad pointed out.

Bad merely had to massage his thumbs into Skeppy's hips and Skeppy immediately stopped tickling Bad to protect himself.

"NAHAHAHAHA- NOHO FAHAIR NOHOHO FAHAHAIRR!" Skeppy whinned through hysteric laughter as he thrashed and kicked.

"It is too fair!" Bad claimed, the need to absolutely wreck Skeppy was settling in.

Bad made a quick movement and his dull claw's were digging into Skeppy's armpits.

Skeppy fell into silent laughter, before quickly taking a deep breath that morphed into a high pitched hiccup, "*hic*- KAHAHAHAHA NOHNONO BAHAHA- BAHAHAD PLEHEHEHEASE!" Skeppy laughed desperately.

"Please what, Skeppy? Please keep tickling you? It would be my pleasure!" Bad smiled innocently, although there was a devilish look in his eyes.

Skeppy's face quickly reddened, "EHEHEEHH- *hic* FUHUCK- IHIHIT'S SOHO BAHAD!" tears began to form in Skeppy's eyes and Bad quickly stopped.

"Language.." Bad whispered softly, causing Skeppy to giggle more.

"I-Ihis swehearing the sahafe word nohow?" Skeppy smirked.

"Oh, you didn't have enough tickles yet? Such a needy muffin." Bad pretended to skitter his fingers on Skeppy's stomach, making Skeppy squeal, even if he didn't feel any actual fingers there.

Skeppy quickly took Bad's hand's in his to be sure Bad wouldn't tickle him anymore.

"Alright. I'll stop." Bad promised lovingly.

Skeppy held Bad's hands close to his chest, his eyes closing as he attempted to calm down. Bad chuckled, "I don't think we're still doing the race now since I went and wrecked you, huh?"

Bad typed a command into the chat and suddenly he was flying with Skeppy in his arms, "Lets get you home you ticklish muffin." Bad murmered, earning a sleepy giggle from Skeppy.

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this fic is sooo old so sorry if its not the best. i posted it on my other blog a while ago (dont bother finding it, it is in the ground)

#lee!skeppy #ler!badboyhalo #literally #AAAAAAAAAAAA #you know what i mean?

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awkwardtickleetoo · 8 months

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Warden’s Revenge

WARDEN 2 IS FINALLY HERE!! very VERY long awaited sequel to this fic here, from over a year ago <33 whoopsies <33 i guess taking a year to write sequels is my specialty or something 🤷‍♂️

i wanna give a huuuuge shoutout to @mushiewrites and @wishitweresummer for helping so much with this!! thank you summer for giving me hcs on bad because i didn’t have much in mind for him, that was a major help!! and thank you mushie for being there for literally everything just like you always are, and for discussing hcs about both bad and sap with me to use for this <3 very very grateful for the help from both of you guys

lee!badboyhalo, lee!sapnap, ler!warden, feat. george and dream, 3.9k words

hope everyone enjoys!!

After the… interesting chain of events that had transpired during their first meeting with the Warden, all four members of the group agreed that they definitely needed more practice with the new mob before the next official manhunt. The group in question, of course, being Dream, George, Sapnap, and BadBoyHalo.

They spent some time gathering information on the creature they’d encountered, finding some pretty fascinating things in the process. It was completely blind, relying solely on its senses of smell and touch, as well as any vibrations let off by surrounding players or the frequencies from the sensors that were scattered absolutely everywhere around the cave the creature resided in. It had a melee attack as well, using its long arms to swing and swipe at any threats and dealing more damage than any mob any of them had ever dealt with before, but its preferred form of attack was the shock wave that had taken both Dream and George by storm on that day. They found that the only way to block that shock wave was with a very specific potion of resistance, which none of them deemed worthy enough to stock up on when it had so few other uses and the shock was so avoidable if they played their cards right.

All in all, the creature was very easy to evade, but simultaneously extremely easy to attract if a player wasn’t quite careful enough.

Or, in this case, if a player was setting the creature's sensors off on purpose as revenge on other members of their party.

The group had gone through several different practice attempts at taking on the Warden, wanting to try out every strategy and combination of moves they could think of to make sure they were truly confident in their ability to take the creature on in a real challenge. They tried stealth, they tried breaking off into pairs or trios or any combination of their number, they tried attacking the creature head on to see the melee attacks in action and test how close they could get to killing it on that situation– although the last option did have a few near-casualties, so they tended to veer away from that approach– but each plan had one underlying goal.

Don’t get hit by the shock wave. No matter what.

And this goal was reached successfully almost every single time. There were a few close calls, as they expected there to be— there were times where they heard the shockwave echo through the cave just barely after making it out, times where the vines were barely inches from catching one of their wrists or ankles (usually George, who would freak out over the sensation every single time). There was one specifically scary time where Sapnap had tripped over one of the vines that had slithered across the floor and George had to run back to catch them, ending up with both of them almost being caught in the vibrations. Luckily, they’d still managed to make it out unscathed, apart from Sapnap’s bruised knee and George’s exaggerated grumpiness at having to “put himself in danger to save you, idiot” as he so eloquently put it, but the most important thing to all of them was that they felt confident in their new set of skills.

They decided to take two more days to practice, to really hone in on their strategies, before scheduling a rematch manhunt with Jimmy for the end of that week.

And that day, the second to last day of practice, is precisely when Dream and George decided to put their revenge plan into action. They were determined to subject Sapnap and Bad to the same fate that both of them had been so cruelly subjected to the previous time.

The practice started off relatively simple– take off running, collect resources, craft weapons and armor, mentally map out any strategies, so on and so forth– and seemed to be just a normal day of manhunt practice. Around forty five minutes in, however, is when the hunters finally caught up to Dream and saw him at the opening of a cave.

This could only mean one thing, and before they’d even hit the one hour mark, all four of them had made it down to the entrance of the Warden’s lair, the three hunters stealthily following behind Dream as he tiptoed in. They each took small steps forward as the other man came closer to the middle of the room, assuming it was safe to watch him from the same distance as each other time, right at the cusp of the dropoff of the cave floor.

“Are we ready to go?” Sapnap whispered, staring sharply forward into the room. “Do we have everything we need?”

“I think so,” Bad replied, whispering as well, squeezing his hand around the hilt of the half broken axe he held. He seemed to debate on switching it out, before smiling softly and turning the weapon in his hands, deciding it would do just fine. “We each have weapons, I think we’re all full on hunger and HP, we have armor… I have a really good feeling about this one, guys,” He said positively, extending his smile to the other two next to him, and both of them looked back at him and smiled softly as well.

“Hm…” George turned his head back first, leaning over Bad’s shoulder to see into the cave, letting his hand gently rest on Sapnap’s arm to keep himself steady. He shifted his eyes a few times; between sensors, up to the stalactites on the ceiling, across the walls, moving his head side to side along with his intense scanning of his surroundings. Sapnap and Bad simply assumed he was searching for the Warden, as George had a tendency to prefer knowing exactly where his enemy was when he was about to strike it, but George knew what he was actually searching for. Seconds later, he seemed to find it.

He locked eyes with Dream, who had turned to face them just subtly enough that it wouldn’t be obvious but that George would know to bring his gaze over. They held eye contact, and the cue was given. A quick nod of his head, and a swipe on the tip of his nose with his index finger.

It was time. Dream was ready. George would push forward.

“Hey, can I go in last this time?” He asked softly, leaning back and grabbing his bow out of its holder. “We’ve been trying out all different orders but I, uh… wanna practice shooting at it a bit from the back. My aim has been kinda trash the last few practice rounds and I think it might help.”

“Yeah, of course!” Bad assured quickly, an understanding nod and smile following it, “Practice is practice, right, Gogy? No better time than now. Okay, uh, Sap, why don’t you go first, then? I’ll cover your back and stay between you two, you stay on Dream, George stays on the Warden. Good?”

“Sounds good,” Sapnap replied, gripping his newly crafted axe between his fists and waiting for the opportunity to strike.

“Call it, Sap,” Bad whispered, and Sapnap nodded, counting down from three and whispering a giddy ‘now!’ as they scrambled in.

Immediately, there was chaos.

“Oh, Dream!” Sapnap yelled when Dream’s head flew over to look at them. Both boys sprung into action, drawing their weapons and aiming them towards each other.

As the other two fought, Bad and George watched carefully from a distance, and Bad turned around just in time to see George ready his bow and fire an arrow at the Warden before turning back around to keep an eye on Sapnap and Dream. The arrow hit, striking the monstrous creature right in the shoulder, and it immediately whipped around towards them. George’s eyes widened as he watched the creature take three booming steps towards them, and it seemed that no one else was noticing it’s movements.

Perfect.

“Bad,” George spoke softly, still keeping his eyes on the Warden. He saw a sensor out of the corner of his eye, watching as it started to glow and vibrate slightly. He got no response. “Bad?” He said again, slightly louder this time, turning his head towards Bad but keeping his eyes still. Again, nothing, and he flicked his eyes to follow the direction of his head and saw Bad holding onto his axe like he was ready to jump in at any moment, completely distracted from the creature they were fighting. The sounds from the sensors were louder now. It was time. “BAD!” He yelled, catching not only Bad’s attention, but Dream and Sapnap’s as well. The fight paused, with their weapons colliding between them and scraping against each other, and suddenly all eyes were on George. “Bad– guys, look!” George said, as frantic as he could muster, pointing at the Warden who was very obviously preparing to send out the shockwave.

“Oh shit,” Sapnap muttered, realizing they were all pretty much perfectly in the middle of its range, and they did not have a lot of time to get out of it. He dropped his weapon, making Dream’s slip out of his hand as well, both of them clattering to the ground and echoing through the cave, only making it more apparent where they were. “Fuck–“ He let out, and he was cut off when there was a sudden arm around his shoulders and another whipping him around, and suddenly his back was against Dream’s chest. “FUCK–“ He yelled again, before clamping his lips shut, trying to be quieter so the Warden wouldn’t focus on him.

“Shhhh,” Dream whispered, and slowly stepped backwards with Sapnap in his grip, towards the wall of the cave and away from the Warden’s line of sight, narrowly avoiding one of the vines that had begun creeping up on the floor between their feet. Sapnap let Dream pull him away, gently holding onto Dream’s wrist to stay close to him, watching Bad and George to make sure they were safe as well.

George had lowered his bow, still glancing between Bad and the Warden, before he gently tapped Bad’s arm with the tip of the weapon. Bad looked over at him, and George began walking backwards in the opposite direction, motioning for Bad to follow. They took a few steps back, hoping desperately to make it out as they watched the Warden take a massive, powerful breath in. Everything seemed fine…

Until Bad tripped on one of the vines, which then wrapped itself around his ankle and kept him tethered to the ground, right in the center of the cave, right as it had done to George the first time.

Or, more accurately… George had tripped him first. If the rest just kind of fell into place, that wasn’t George’s fault, was it?

“BAD, NO–“ Sapnap yelled, but Dream used his free hand to slap it over his mouth, tightening his grip on his shoulders as he squirmed nervously in his grip. “MM– HM?!”

“Shut the fuck up,” Dream whispered in his ear, making him groan and pull at Dream’s wrists, but he held strong. “You don’t want it to come over here too, do you? You have to be quiet,” He explained, earning a whine and a roll of Sapnap’s eyes, but a nod nonetheless.

“NO!” Bad also yelled, before biting down on his bottom lip to keep quiet, looking up at the warden as he pulled at the vine around his leg uselessly.

Then, as if the scene moved in slow motion, all four heads turned to the creature as it let out the bone chilling, ear piercing shriek they were all very familiar with and very much dreading. And, without any shadow of a doubt, it was headed straight for BadBoyHalo.

“Oh, god,” Dream mumbled, and Sapnap made a small noise of sympathy behind Dream’s hand, and they both watched Bad’s sudden reaction as the wave hit him.

“AH–“ He squealed, slamming his hands over his ears to block out the noise before immediately curling in on himself as soon as it became quieter. “Oh, nohoho!”

“Bad?” George called out, taking a tentative step closer to the boy on the cave floor. “Are you okay?”

“NOHO, Geohohorge, I’m nohohot okahahay!” Bad giggled out, yanking at his trapped ankle once more, able to finally pull it out of where the vine was previously wrapped around it. The tingling moved up his torso and down his legs, reaching his knees and making him tense his legs, curling them up towards his chest even further. “Ah–! Nohoho!” He continued laughing through his protests, shaking his head wildly as he wrapped his arms around his stomach. The tingles spread over to his hips, circling around his hip bones, shooting down the backs of his thighs, swirling the backs of his knees. He kicked his legs out, scraping the heels of his shoes against the floor and trying to shake the unbearable ticklish feeling from his legs, but it didn’t budge at all. He curled his hands around his hips, squeezing tightly, trying to press hard enough to dispel the tickles there as well, but once again, they didn’t budge. In fact, pressing in with his fingers only made the sensation grow more fierce, tingling in the spots his fingers pressed into and feeling like a continuous squeezing into the most deeply sensitive areas around his hips, making him scream out in another round of helpless laughter. “OH GOHOHOHOSH–“

“Bad!” Sapnap yelled, yanking Dream’s hand away from his mouth, pushing forward against his hold to try and break free from it. He was successful enough to make it up to Bad, standing the same safe distance from him as George but on the opposite side. Dream quickly followed behind, pressing himself against Sapnap’s back and holding onto him gently, fingers gripping both of his shoulders firmly. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“NOHOHO, yohohohou m-muhuffihinhehead!” Bad scolded through his laughter, squealing and arching his back as the sensation spread to his tummy. “Ihihit juhust tihihickles!”

“I just wanted to be sure!” Sapnap defended, shrugging his shoulders, smiling when Dream’s arm came to wrap back around him.

“Wait, hold on, hold on, hold on…” George interrupted, holding his hand out in front of him as if waiting for a cue. Seconds later, all four boys heard another set of booming footsteps, and they watched in horror as the Warden turned back to them once again, opening its terrifying mouth. “Oh, Sapnap…” George teased as he stepped back again, out of the Warden’s shock range once again.

“Wh-what?” Sapnap muttered nervously, tightening his fists by his sides, ready to break out of Dream’s grasp again if he needed.

“Oh, no, Sap… I think the Warden is looking for a second target…” Dream whispered in Sapnap’s ear, holding tighter as he began squirming

“Oh fuck, no, nononono–“ He tried to take a step backwards, then forwards, then to either side, but Dream just held him more firmly in place. “NO! No, no, Dream, please–“ Sapnap whined, gasping when he heard the creature suck in a breath, grabbing Dream’s wrists and pulling as hard as he could. “DREAM, come on, let go, you have to let go, you HAVE TO–“

“Let go? Alright!” Dream said, letting go at the very last second and pushing Sapnap forward as he ran backwards toward the wall again. Sapnap squealed as he was pushed, losing his balance and falling onto his knees barely a few feet away from Bad, who was still giggling and kicking from the residual tingles.

Then, just as dreadful and horrifying as the first screech, another mind blowing shriek emitted from the Warden, and Sapnap didn’t even need to question who it was heading for before the overwhelming tickling spread through every nerve ending in his entire body.

“NOHOHOHO, FUHUCK–“ Sapnap yelled, wrapping his arms around himself, grabbing onto his opposite shoulders and holding tightly as he scrunched up his face to try and hide his reactions.

Unfortunately for him, this did not go over well with Dream and George, who were back over by the two of them in seconds.

“Aww, Sappy, what’s wrong?” Dream asked, his tone obviously condescending, and Sapnap would’ve taken him out at the knees if he wasn’t preoccupied. He groaned instead, making both boys chuckle, and George took another step closer to Bad, now close enough that his leg was resting right against Bad’s shoulder.

“C’mon, Sapnap, don’t fight it. We’ve both been through it before, we know how excruciating this feels. Why can’t you be more like Bad, huh?” He said, gesturing to the boy who was still curled up and laughing beside him, much softer now, as the tickles had migrated to his neck, and the base of his tail and horns– all spots which melted him almost instantly. “He’s having the time of his life over here, just look at his tail swaying! He loves it!”

“Oh gohohohosh, Geohorge, plehehehease–“ Bad whined, covering his face in embarrassment at being called out, but his tail didn’t stop swaying and he didn’t stop melting into the leftover tickles. “Ihihit tihihickles so bahahahad, Gohogy– hehe– plehehease, plehease mahahake ihit stohohohop!” He leaned into George, his forehead colliding with George's thigh as he wrapped his arms around his leg for comfort, hugging tightly. George chuckled, shaking his head and rolling his eyes, but he let his hand drop to Bad’s hood and lightly rub the crown of his head with his thumb, soothing him through the end of the attack.

“It’s almost over, Bad, you can stick it out, we promise,” Dream reassured, making Bad nod softly against George’s leg and squeeze him tighter. He chuckled slightly, before leaning down to speak to Sapnap again. “As for you, my baby boy…”

“Fuhuck ohoff!” Sapnap pushed out through gritted teeth, shaking his head.

“As for you, the fun has only just started.”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Sapnap whined, unable to bite back his laughter any longer. The tingles spread down his legs, sparking sporadically over his thighs and the jutting bones of his ankles inside his boots, before spreading more prominently up his torso.

Right under his arms.

“Oh– GOHOHOHOD, NOHOHO!” Sapnap protested, his voice rising in pitch and laughter growing more frantic. He gripped his shoulders even tighter, pinching his elbows in towards his sides, curling forward and trying anything he could think of to rid himself of the maddening tickling sensation in his armpits.

“What’s wrong, buddy?”

“Ihihihit wohohon’t STOHOHOP!” Sapnap whined, desperately shaking his head. “Mahahahake ihihit stohohop!”

“Aww, Sap, I’m sorry,” Dream sympathized,genuinely understanding how torturous it was to feel a tickling sensation that was literally impossible to stop. “The only way to make it stop is to ride it out.”

“F-fuhuhuhuck…” Sapnap whimpered, his laughter calming down for a few seconds before a new round began again. Only this time, it was caused by Dream reaching down and grabbing his elbows– pretty harshly, if Sapnap said so himself– and began forcing Sapnap’s arms away from his sides and up in the air. “NAHAHAHA– nohohoho, noho! No, nonono, NOHOHO, DREHEHEHEAM–“ Sapnap complained, pulling at his arms as hard as he could manage, but between being weakened from fighting, as well as from laughing so hard, it didn’t work very well.

“Relax, Sap!” Dream scolded, standing up straighter to pull Sapnap up with him, making the younger boy squeal and arch his back. He shook his head frantically, his eyes squeezed shut and nose scrunched, squirming wildly through desperate laughter. The more Dream pulled his arms up, and the longer he held them there, the stronger the tingles grew under his skin. The sensation was vicious, swirling in undetermined shapes and swirls in the hollows of his underarms, up and down his top ribs, over his chest and up to his neck, and then settling despicably back under his arms.

It was torture. He wasn’t sure how any of the other three even made it out alive.

“STOHOHOP, PLEHEHEHEASE!” Sapnap pleaded, losing any remaining strength he had to pull at his arms and only lightly shifting them now to see if he could loosen Dream’s strong grip. “FUHUHUCK– STOHOP!”

“You know I can’t do that, Sap. It’s not anyone here that’s tickling you. You just gotta suck it up and wait it out, it’s almost over.”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” His cheeks burned, and he had no doubts that he was bright red, wanting nothing more than to hide his face somehow, but Dream simply would not let him go. “DREHEHEAM, gehehehet ohohoff mehehehe!” He whined through his laughter. The sensation was filling slightly, and the burn in his chest from laughing so hard was calming, but the feeling was still unbearable, ticklish enough that it kept his squeaky giggles up.

“Hmm… maybe if you surrender and say I win.”

“Yohohohohou wihihihin! Yohou wihihin, you wihin, juhuhust– plehehehease!” Sapnap nodded along with his words, immediately pressing his arms to his sides and wrapping them around himself when Dream loosened his grip and let go. He stayed like that, curled up and hugging himself and hiding as much as he could manage, as the tickling started to fade away. He breathed heavily, residual giggles and squeaks making their way out every so often as he calmed down. He let out a whine after a few minutes of this, falling onto his side before rolling onto his back and throwing his arms over his face in embarrassment.

“Aww, Sap,” Dream cooed, slowly sitting down next to the boy, crossing his legs. “Is someone a little flustered?”

“Shuhut the fuck up,” Sapnap replied, dropping one hand next to his head while the other rubbed at his eyes, resting his palm over them after. “That was soho awfuhul.”

“Aww,” Dream cooed again. He gently took Sapnap’s hand and pulled it back, revealing his flushed face and sleepy, slightly teary eyes. He placed a gentle kiss on the back of Sapnap’s knuckles, before shifting over to pull Sapnap’s head into his lap, gently carding his fingers through his messy hair to help him relax. “I know, angel, it’s pretty bad, isn’t it?”

“Sooo bad.”

“Mhm, poor thing. But you’re okay now, right? And so is Bad, aren’t you, Bad?”

“Hm?” The older boy perked up at the mention of his name, lifting his head up from George’s shoulder– Dream gathered that George had sat down and let him rest there while he was distracted with Sapnap, slightly embarrassed that he was too preoccupied to notice that– and smiling at Dream kindly. “Yeah, I’m great,” Bad confirmed, placing his head back against George and letting him continue to rub gently at the base of his horns like he’d been doing to soothe him the entire time.

“Good. See? You’ll be okay, Sapnap,” Dream reassured, earning a hum and a smile from the youngest laying in his lap. “How about we all go back to the house and relax, okay? We still have another day of practice before the real manhunt. Plus, I think you both deserve a nap after that.”

“God, yes, please, I am exhausted,” George replied, smiling giddily at Dream when he scoffed at him.

“I meant the two that were just tickled into oblivion, idiot,” He replied, earning a soft giggle from Bad and an immediate whiny protest from Sapnap. “C’mon. Let’s head up,” Dream said with a chuckle, gently patting Sapnap’s cheek before helping him to stand up.

He let the smaller boy cling to him as they walked, making sure George and Bad were following, as they all made their way out of the cave and back to their base to unwind and prepare for the next day.

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The Dream Team's challenge for themselves to take Bad to the stronghold would be going well if BadBoyHalo wasn't so slippery. Dream comes across George and Sapnap giving Bad some well deserved tickle punishment before stealing the demon himself. Then when Bad acts up, Dream gives out the same punishment. Surely Bad will eventually learn right?

A surprise fic I didn't think would be done honestly. Last week I was away for home and since I couldn't bring my usual fics to work on I decided to write something quick. I just wanted it to be an outline of a lee BadBoyHalo fic since there were requests for him but ended up finishing it in just a few hours. So it's a shorter fic than usual.

This was a request from @fandom-changer and an anon. I'm very sorry for my other requests still taking so long, but this is just how it worked out.

This is of coursed based on the challenge video from Dream of having to take Bad to the End.

Enjoy~

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Dream was on the edge of just managing to keep himself calm. It had been half an hour ago he was suddenly jumped by George and Sapnap, who knocked him down and took Bad away for themselves. Dream was use to losing and getting sent behind in a challenge of course, but the real thing that annoyed him was because it was all Bad’s fault they were so behind. The demon was constantly a pest, holding Dream up or managing to wedge himself stuck somewhere. With the time wasted getting Bad unstuck and keeping him somewhere he couldn’t cause trouble, it was more than enough time for George and Sapnap to catch up to them.

Tracking them back down was rather simple. The compass helped of course but he could also spot Bad’s chaos and mischief like a trail perfectly leading him.

They were still in the forest but it was starting to thin out to a meadow. Dream hoped they hadn’t gone out to the open space yet. It would have been harder to sneak up on them out in the open but thankfully the trail veered off back into the forest and Dream’s ears twitched as he heard a distant scuffle.

“NO! Guys, please!”

Bad had shouted desperately, putting on a softer pleading voice. Clearly he was being tied up somewhere. That was perfect then, Dream could swoop in and take him and as long as he convinced Bad to be quiet, it would be a quick and easy job.

Dream slowed his steps and became quieter on his approach. He was trying to strain his ears to pinpoint where Bad was or where George and Sapnap went to. But he couldn’t hear any movement. He could hear…laughing?

“NOHOHO! PLeheHEHEHESE! Ihihi’ll behehe gohohohood! I’ll be GOHOHOOD!”

It was Bad laughing. Desperately laughing and pleading.

Was he being tickled?!

Dream came down to a slow crawl forward, though it wasn’t like he had to hide his footsteps. The laughter gave him a perfect waypoint to them and finally he came up to a treeline he could keep behind and look out to the scene before him.

Bad was leashed up to a tree. The rope around his wrist was looped up to a branch above and tied to his other hand, keeping his arms up and stretched. His zipper stretched up, showing off the bare skin of his lower tummy and the vulnerable spot was instantly taken up by Sapnap’s fingers, scribbling all around the demon stomach and sides.

“You really going to be good? You’re not going to run off and cause us trouble?” Sapnap asked, but his voice was more in teasing rather than asking. Bad sputtered out his promises he would, uneffecting the black haired man’s tickle attack.

“He’s lying!” George’s voice giggled. “He’s gonna mess with our stuff as soon as we let him go!”

Dream looked up to the branch above, where the leash was tied to, and saw George laying on the branch, reaching down and tickling into Bad’s armpits. He switched between scribbling and drilling his thumbs into the hollow, making Bad’s laughter juggle between high squeaks and deep laughter.

“I wohohoHOHOhon’t! I-I promise! Iihihi’ll lihihistehHEHEhen!”

Sapnap and George hummed between them, giving each other a look before looking back to Bad. “No, I think we should keep tickling just to make sure you’ve extra learned your lesson.” George reasoned.

“Just to be sure.” Sapnap agreed.

“NOHOHOHOHO!”

Bad’s yelps of dismay fell into high squeaks as Sapnap’s hands went to his hips and began drilling into the bones.

Dream’s face began to burn up watching the scene before him, but he couldn’t look away. It was like he was stunned, stuck mesmerised by watching his friends tickle the life out of the poor demon. Well, maybe that was the word to use. Even Dream felt Bad deserved a little bit of torment for all the trouble he put them all through, but he could sympathise it was a little mean.

Bad’s face stretched with his wide forced smile. His eyes squeezed shut at tears ran down his blue blushed cheeks. He was stretched up to balance on his toes and his tail whipped back and forth behind him. Or it was wagging?

Dream snapped himself out of staring, remembering they were in a challenge match and this was the perfect opportunity to get Bad back.

Switching to hunter mode, Dream brought forward his axe and quietly slipped around a few trees. He wanted to come behind Sapnap to minimise the risk of Bad spotting him and giving it away, and he found a good spot to sneak up.

The first few steps forward were fine, but when he got closer Dream went slower and quieter. He needed one good hit to take Sapnap out and make sure it was just him and George. He’d only get one chance. He sneaked up and raised his axe high, but as soon as he brought it down he heard a gasp above and George shouted.

“DREAM’S HERE! DREAM’S HERE!”

Sapnap turned around, half screaming already but the attack already hit and he was knocked away. Another attack and he was gone.

“SAPNAP! YOU IDIOT!” George screeched as he tried to climb down from the branch. He was frantic and panicked so lost his footing fast and he fell to the ground.

“C’mere George!” Dream grinned and brought up his axe. “Just you and me George!”

The brunette screeched to high heavens and scrambled up to his feet. Dream readied himself for a fight but instead George turned and ran. Dream was fast on his trail, chasing him to the edge of the tree line and making a half-hearted swing, but it missed and George zipped between the trees and out of sight. Screaming all the way.

Dream waited a few seconds before relaxing. His shoulders slumped and he put away his axe before turning back to Bad. A shot of panic went through him when he saw the leash untied from the branch, probably from George’s panic, but Bad hadn’t moved far. The demon was laying on the ground under the tree, panting heavily and trying to shakily push himself up.

“Bad, come on!” Dream quickly brought out his own lead. He tossed aside George and Sapnap’s rope from Bad’s wrists and secured his own. The demon made a small protesting whimper before Dream pulled him up.

“Wait! Let me catch my breath…” Bad whined but with no choice he was quickly pulled along with Dream. He used the time to rearrange his jacket before quickly following between the trees. “Dream!”

“No time! Do you want them to get you again? We have to move!”

Bad never answered but before Dream turned his head forward he could see a blush starting to form on his cheeks. That kept him quiet for the moment while the two made their way out of the forest and got as much distance as they could from the other team.

Of course the peace wasn’t meant to last.

It was about half an hour later and Bad’s moment of weakness was suddenly forgotten by the demon. He was back to pestering Dream and messing with his stuff. He’d steal a piece of food off the ground from him or he’d craft blocks to wall himself off and let the leash stretch. Dream was surprised throughout all of it Bad hadn’t managed to wiggle out and escape, but he knew it would be a nightmare in the Nether.

And he was right. Bad made a quick escape as soon as they came to the Nether and almost got away. He then threatened Dream multiple times with a bed, trying to place it down and set it off before Dream could destroy it. The last straw came when Bad was caught trying to message George and Sapnap, telling them their coordinates.

“Negative 298… 40… Negative 12…”

Dream heard Bad mumbling to himself when he just came back from hoglin hunting. He was putting the pork to the smoker and saw Bad crouched by the pole that leashed him, mumbling away and then spotted the communicator in his hand, typing out slowly.

He put two and two together, abandoning the food to jump at Bad and grab the communicator out of his hands.

“EH! NOOOO! That’s mine!” Bad yelped and tried to curl into himself. Dream already had his hand around Bad’s with the communicator however and managed to wrestle it out of his grasp. He pulled the communicator away, throwing it off somewhere beside the smoker.

“NO! Dreeeeam! Give it baaaack!” Bad uncurled himself and tried to reach for his device. It was thankfully thrown out of his reach and once he realised he gave up with a sigh. “It’s mine!”

“You really want them to find you again?” Dream snapped. “After what they did to you?”

The memory brought up a blush to Bad’s cheeks. The light blue burned along his face before he looked aside. His tail lashed to the memory before curling around his leg. “That… I don’t w-wanna be with you either!”

He’s 900 years older yet more of a child than any of us! Dream thought and only stopped himself from saying it because of the possible planned escapes Bad would retaliate with.

“Well you’re stuck with me, and you’ve been nothing but a pain this whole Nether trip!”

No matter who Bad went with, he’d be a bother. He’d kick and scream and fight with every tooth and claw he had and hold them back and find creative ways to escape and kill them within the rules and all the threats and methods Dream tried have never worked.

But you haven’t tried their one.

The idea took root like a planted seed in Dream’s head. Buried for a while and blooming into an actual thought. He honestly hadn’t put much thought into the scene of George and Sap tickling Bad. Tickling was so common between the friends he didn’t really piece it together until now that they were tickling him for something.

Between the laughter and gasping giggles, Bad had agreed to behave. It was in desperation, but it was agreed to. Maybe it would work again.

“You know what, we’ll fix that.”

Bad sulked after Dream’s words but his ears perked up to the blonde’s words. He turned his head just in time for Dream to rush him. As he yelped in surprise, Dream used the distraction to tie up the leash around the wooden post a few times. He looped it around the post, then had it loop around Bad’s wrist again, keeping it tied to the post. It wasn’t tight around his wrist but enough to hold it.

“HEY! Dream!” Bad pulled at the restrained, finding himself very stuck. He looked back up to Dream. “Let me go! That’s not fair you have to at least give me the rope length to move about!”

“No, that’s not one of the rules.” Dream said calmly, and positioned himself to straddle over Bad’s hips. It was rather awkward with Bad turned on his left side but it meant Dream was looking down perfectly to Bad’s right side and his right arm lifted up over his head. “But I’ll let you out when you agree to behave. Stop trying to kill me and stop trying to escape, then I’ll let you out.”

Bad’s white eyes widened but his answer came out relatively calm. “No! I want out! Let me out!”

Dream wanted to smirk and taunt but this worked out better. For whatever reason, Bad seemed to forget what happened the last time he was asked to behave so when Dream’s hand suddenly placed on his sides and squeezed, the squeal from him was both satisfying and adorable.

“NOOO! No! Noho! NohohOHOHOHO!” Bad’s laughter kicked up as Dream’s hand started kneading. He went up and down Bad’s side, giving a little tweak to the end rib before travelling back down and tickling just a little bit over the demon’s hips.

“Promise to behave and I’ll stop.” Dream chuckled. “Actually, I’ll think about stopping, because you’ve been asking for this ever since we got here!”

“I’ll stohohohop! I’ll behahahave! PL-PLEHEHEASE!”

The demon tried twisting and using his other arm to bat Dream’s hand away, but it did little to stop him. Dream moved up, massaging his knuckles into Bad’s ribs and then skittering between the bones. Bad floundered like a fish out of water, but he couldn’t get enough space to turn himself over one way or the other. Dream’s legs squeezed him into place and all he could do was try and claw Dream’s hand off him and pull his hand tied up to the wooden post.

For all his wiggling and struggling, the only thing it managed to really do was lift up his jacket. Dream caught the sliver of Bad’s tummy exposed and he couldn’t help but reach out for it. He swapped hands on Bad’s ribs so the other reached down and skittered all over Bad’s stomach.

It amazed Dream every time when he was reminded how soft Bad’s skin was. When he thought of demons the last thing Dream thought of was soft, velvety skin. It was like petting a soft toy or a fine furred cat. It was addicting which was worse for Bad as all Dream wanted to do was tickle and tickle and tickle.

“DREHEHEAM PLEHEHEASE! I promised! I dihihid! Ihihi’ll behahahave!”

“I don’t believe you. You’ve promised you’ll behave for a while, but you keep on causing mischief and mayhem.” Dream pinched along the bottom of Bad’s tummy. “You’ve tried to kill me who knows how many times.” He counted each one of Bad’s ribs with a knead. “You stole all my food making me have to go out and get more.” His thumbs drilled into Bad’s high hipbones.” And! You tried to tell them where we were. I just don’t think you’re sorry enough. You’ve not even apologised.”

“Ihihi’m sohohorry! I AM I AM!”

Dream grinned. His hand stopped tickling over the demon’s ribs but kept him giggling with the scribbles on his tummy. He reached through his inventory, bringing out a long feather. Dream remembered cursing the thing, being the only thing he could manage to pick up after slaying a chicken as Bad quickly picked up the meat. Now he was thankful he didn’t throw it away.

He stopped his tickling over the stomach to just lightly brush the feather along Bad’s side. He started on the hip, swirling the feather around before slowly dragging up to just under the demon’s ribs. Bad’s laughter sputtered out in a mix of snorts and high squeaking giggles. He tried to grab at the feather but he was never fast enough and Dream easily moved it out the way each time.

“Dreeeeheheheam…” Bad giggled. “Stooop stohohohop stohohop! I’m sohohorrihihiy! I’ll-I’ll be gohohohood I prohohomihise! Just-Just stohohop tihihihickling mehehehe!”

“No, no, I think I’ll keep going. Best to be sure right?” Dream chuckled. “Wouldn’t want you to fall back into bad habits right?”

“NO! I wohohon’t! I wohohohohon’t! Plehehehehease! Mercihihihiy!”

He tried to make another grab for the feather, and Dream grabbed his wrist. He held it down to the ground while he painted the feather down Bad’s stomach. He swirled it around the demon’s bellybutton, keeping it there when Bad made the cutest bubbly giggles before moving back to his hip and cooing as Bad squirmed and pleaded.

Maybe Dream was doing it less to teach Bad a lesson and more to hear the demon’s sweet giggling. Maybe he got too carried away in teasing the demon till his face was glowing blue. Maybe he was too focused on the laughing demon in front of him that he didn’t hear the two hunters creeping up behind him, with feathers and rope in hand.

#dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #lee!badboyhalo #ler!george #ler!sapnap #ler!dream #covenofwords

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