#cc!sapnap angst

[megsbr]

love you from a distance | sapnap.

Sapnap goes to prom with his best friend that he happens to be in love with. And things take a turn when the lovers least expect it.

cc!Sapnap x fem!reader

WARNINGS: angst, mention of character death word count: 3k

author's note: i was listening to a really good sad song playlist a thought up an idea for some angst. idk if this is good at all as it's pretty different from my normal posts but i was excited to try some new! hope you enjoy and thank you for reading!

They say if you love something you should let it go. And if it was meant to be, it will come back to you. Sapnap always admired that quote ever since his mom said it to him for the first time when he was ten and he didn’t make the school basketball team. The quote didn’t really fit at the moment, but he still liked it and always referred to it when things didn’t go his way. He taught himself to not get hung up on things that didn’t go his way or were out of his grasp.

It wasn’t until now that Sapnap hated that quote more than anything. As helpful as that quote is when you don’t make the basketball team or if you must end a friendship but when it comes to love, the quote is the worst. When reciting that quote, most people do not say the second part, “If it doesn’t come back, then it was never meant to be”.

Sapnap knew he was in love with his best friend but it wasn’t until they went to the high school prom together that he did anything about it. 

Neither of them had dates and they knew they would hang out together at the dance anyway. So why not wear coordinated colors to make it official? What seemed like a simple solution for her to have a ride to the dance, was a heart-racing, sweaty palm panic for Sapnap.

He spent hours with his mom picking out the best corsage to give you when he showed up on your doorstep. His mom could tell this was a big deal for the love-struck teenager and stopped herself from commenting on her son’s pickiness about some flowers.

The night of the dance Sapnap played it as cool as possible despite checking his outfit in the mirror every 5 minutes and going through his checklist of things a million times. Car keys, wallet, tickets, phone, corsage. He didn’t want anything to mess up this night for her, it all needed to be perfect. 

Sapnap was a nervous wreck the whole drive to her house. He had already felt like he sweat through his suit and felt like the tie on his neck was suffocating him. Before he knew it, he was at the doorstep, clutching the plastic box in one hand and forming a tight fist in the other. After a few deep breaths, he brought his fist up to knock on the door. Her parents answered as they have every time he was made this exact type of visit and invited him inside with bright smiles. 

They said she was just finishing up getting ready and would be down any minute. Her mom was calling him handsome, and her dad was giving the ‘keep her safe and don’t do anything we wouldn't' talk. But the world went quiet when he heard the soft heel clicks on the stairs. It felt like the Earth stopped spinning at that moment he looked up to the top of the stairs and saw her. 

The flowing pink fabric swirled around her in a cloud of tulle. She had a bright, wide smile on her face as she locked eyes with her date. He was in a nice black suit, with a pale pink vest, that originally took a lot of convincing to get him to wear. From his shiny shoes to his slightly off-center tie that looked like it had been pulled at to his styled hair that was a drastic change from his normal hat hair, she was in awe of the boy at the bottom of the stairs.

The butterflies in her stomach were fluttering so much it felt like they had moved into her stomach, bought a house, raised some kids, and retired by now. She suddenly couldn’t remember the way she wanted to vomit as she had walked up to him a few weeks to ask him if he wanted to be her date to the dance. And the diary filled with the name of the boy at the bottom of her stairs with hearts surrounding it seemed like less of a fantasy the closer she got to him. With the way he was looking at her right now, she had never felt more seen. 

The eye contact between the two teenagers never broke, even as her parents ran around them looking for a camera and was pushing them out into the yard. Sapnap sheepishly said hello, shoving his hands in his pockets as a way to make himself seem smaller. His obvious nerves comforted his date as she too quietly mumbled a hi back. Her parents were still searching for the perfect place with the best lighting for them to take photos when she noticed the box in Sapnap’s hand. 

“Is that for me?” She was the first to break eye contact as she stared at the pretty flowers in the box, heart-swelling at the fact he bought a corsage for her. She had totally forgotten to tell Sapnap that a corsage was something he kind of needed to get. And he did it all on his own. “O-oh, y-yeah. It is.” He was rambling about how he couldn’t find the right shade of pink and that he understands if she was mad about it not matching. She placed her hand on top of his shaking ones wrapped around the plastic and assured him that she loved it. 

What she didn’t tell him was that it was perfect because it was from him. It could have been the ugliest shade of green or been flowers he picked from his front yard, and she would have been just as happy to wear it on her wrist. With his hands still shaking, Sapnap delicately removed the bracelet from its box and helped slip it on his best friend’s wrist, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest at any moment. 

They finally tore themselves away from the bubble they were in as her parents called their names and flashes surrounded them. The pair laid into one another as they smiled for the camera. Her hands were positioned in front of her and his were situated on her waist. After a few photos, she relaxed into his touch and leaned more against his chest. 

Since they were toddlers, they’ve taken hundreds of photos together. But these were different because they were so close. And she could feel his hot breath on her cheek and could smell the faint cologne he only wore for special occasions. And Sapnap couldn’t not notice how soft her hair felt when it slightly brushed against his neck and how warm she was in his arms. 

If you would have told Sapnap not even a month ago that he would be taking cheesy prom photos with his best friend, who happened to be the love of his life, he wouldn’t have believed you. 

Once they escaped the camera in their face and the gushing parents and got into Sapnap’s car, after he held open the door like a true gentleman, the pair felt more like themselves. They laughed as they put on their joint playlist and drove off to the school. 

They settled into each other’s company quickly as the familiar rows of houses passed them by. “I want to leave this town.” She mumbled one of her most common thoughts for the first time as they passed by the park where she twisted her ankle and Sapnap helped carry her to the bench and gave her his juice box. “Oh really? Since when?” The duo always talked about attending the local state college together and getting an apartment together, maybe with a pet fish or something. 

Neither one of the teenagers thought they would amount to much unless it was together. 

Sapnap was a gamer who had no interest in school, and she was a dreamer who couldn’t be tied down to one subject. Opposites they were but it worked. He taught her the strategy and skills needed to play Minecraft and she showed him how to let go and enjoy the natural things the world had to offer. 

“I don’t know. Just know I want to leave. As soon as possible.” The car came to stop at a red light, and she was face to face with the gas station, where Sapnap once convinced her to eat a weird-looking burrito that ended up giving her food poisoning. 

He made up for it by watching rom coms with her for the whole week and holding her hair back every time she threw up. Sapnap looked over to see her staring at the familiar building, the same memory flashing in his mind. It was at this moment he noticed the small amount of glitter that was on her eyelids that just brightened up her eyes even more. It shined with every move she made and was mesmerizing to look at. There was a look of longing in her eyes as she kept seeing all the places that held a memory. A memory with Sapnap. She knew she would be able to leave this place but only if it was with him. And he felt the same way.

“Hey, look at me.” Sapnap picked up one of her hands, ignoring how soft it felt in his sweaty one. Her head turned to face him, her features soft and curious as she put all her attention on him. “I promise, with everything in me, that I will get you out of here. As soon as possible. We will run away to anywhere you want to go.” Her heart almost burst at the thought of him dropping his whole life, his whole family, his whole future to run away to God knows where with her. The rest of the drive was filled with loud singing and jokes about how off-key they were. The school parking lot was filling up as they got there, and the crowds of dresses and suits flooded into the poorly decorated gym.

Unknown to the other, each teenager made eye contact with their friends, waving them off when they tried to gesture to the person they had their arm locked with. They found a table to set their stuff at and immediately went to get a drink at the sad excuse for a refreshment table. They opted for the water when a fellow student warned them the punch was spiked already. 

The pair suddenly got very insecure again, too scared to get close to the other and seemingly out of conversation topics. Other friends came up to talk to them at one point, taking some group pictures together and exchanging compliments on each other’s outfits. 

While in conversations with separate people, a slow song had come on and all their couple friends moved to the designated dancefloor. And their other single friends teamed up to push Sapnap and his date together and in the direction of the dancing couples. They both stumbled a bit as they sent glares to their friends for the not-so-subtle move. Sapnap took a step forward to the girl in pink and invited her to dance, just like his dad had taught him to. She accepted the offer with a step forward of her own.

Sapnap thought back to the YouTube videos he watched the night before about how to position his hands most respectfully. He settled into the perfect spot on her waist, and she draped her arms around his neck. They had enough space they wouldn’t get interrupted by the chaperones but were close enough that they could see every detail on each other’s faces. 

He noticed the shiny lip gloss on her lips that looked like it was tempting him every second to just lean in a little bit. She noticed the little freckles that littered his nose that she has always wanted to pepper with kisses. 

They made the smallest of small talk about how hot it was in the room and how crowded the floor was. He cracked a joke about the kid who obviously had gotten into the punch that was currently hitting the whip to a slow love song. Her giggle-filled his ears and a smile grew on his face as she fell into his shoulder.

He didn’t believe the joke warranted that big of a laugh, but he was just happy he could get it out of her. They continued to sway together for the rest of the night, even when the song changed, and dance circles formed next to them. They never moved from their spot with one another. 

The night slipped away from them when they were suddenly alerted by their friends, who had been letting them live in their bliss, told them they were shutting down the dance. Sapnap had decided to not let go of the soft hand that brushed against his as they walked to pick up their belongings and head back to the car. Still wrapped in the attention of the other, they lazily agreed to meet up with the others at the local 24-hour diner in town. 

Sapnap drove away from the school but turned left instead of right, which was the opposite route to the diner. Giggles filled the car as they heard honks behind them for driving away from the agreed plan. The radio was blaring, and the streetlights were whizzing by them as they got on the highway to drive into the city. There was time to kill until curfew and neither of them was ready to end the night. Sapnap rolled the windows and screamed out in excitement as the wind came rushing through the car, whipping his hair around and causing a slight ringing in his ear. The girl next to him undid her seatbelt to lean out of the window and take in the world around her. She felt all the worries in the world fly away. She felt like she was weightless. 

Sapnap couldn’t help but look at the beautiful girl who looked like the definition of living in the moment. Her hair was falling out of the pins she had spent hours perfecting. The pair felt like nothing could stop them. “You look crazy!” Sapnap exclaimed as he looked back and forth between her and the road. She looked anything but crazy, she looked free and happy. Her carefree demeanor relaxed every muscle in Sapnap’s body. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with this girl.

He wanted to be hers and wanted her to be his. The cheesy good morning texts and the matching couple bracelets. Living together and traveling the world. Getting married and having kids. He wanted it all. He could see it right in front of him right now. 

And as she turned to look back into the car and saw the most handsome side profile of the boy she has grown up with, she wanted all the same things. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair when he was upset and wanted to force him to do spa nights with her. She realized how badly she wanted to listen to love songs and think of him. 

Settling back in her seat, she leaned to cup his face in her hand, dragging his attention to her and away from the road. He looked so alarmed, but it quickly faded when he saw her smiling face.

They couldn’t see each other that well at first but a light suddenly appeared and lit up the car. And they basked in each other’s features. Neither of them noticed the slight sway of the car or the blaring car horn, similar to the one of their friends from moments ago.

The teenagers were locked onto one another as they leaned in closer and brushed their lips against one another. For a split second, it was just them, wrapped in each other’s existence and staring into their future with one another.

But from the next second and beyond, it was silent. One pair of lips was ripped away from the other in an instant. And the other pair of lips never recovered. Broken glass and dented metal found their way onto the girl’s lips, accompanied by spots of blood. One soul lay lifeless on the pavement and the other stared in pain. The taste of one another never left the car but they did, separately, never to be reunited with their future.

Sapnap could never forgive himself. Even years later, now with a new life, in a new town, with new friends, and the perfect life, he still blamed himself for that night. He had the most perfect life that had been waiting for him and the perfect girl. He was always told by his family and friends that gaming couldn’t be a career, but she had always had faith in Sapnap that he would make it work. After denying his acceptance into the college they toured together, Sapnap threw himself into streaming and making new friends online. Thousands of people all over the world loved him and supported him.

But none of them was the girl in the pretty pink dress. None of them was the girl who knew all his secrets. None of them was the girl who had a playlist of his favorite songs. None of them was the girl he wanted to marry. None of them was the girl who didn’t keep her seatbelt on. 

None of them were her.

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[sapitties]

all the dreams and how they interact with sapnap little heacannons brewing up in my head :D

For cc!dream its pretty obvious childhood friends to lovers he's loved sapnap for so long without realising the extent of his love that grew past platonic but he refuses to loose him because of his feelings as they continue to grow closer. they do eventually get tgt before all the other dreams show up and afterwards he starts to grow possessive now that he has to share saps attention

c!dream its a little more complicated (i assume this is after the c!dreamnap confrontation) he can't shake the fear he has of sapnap despite their looks being completely different. it helps a little but every time he hears his voice he can't help but shrink away to his room and completely avoid him it takes a lot of coaxing for him Tk finally open up and find healing and this new sapnap that's kind and understanding and do right by his wrongs in some fucked up way by treating sapnap they way his own deserved

Nightmare likes to be cheeky, a lot more confident and forward than cc!dream he liked to fluster sapnap a lot, enjoying how red his face gets at the simplest of touches. he hugs him a lot, kisses his cheek, whispers dirty things in his ears (and maybe he also is fuelled by the jealous looks dream give him from across the room) he feeds off the chaos he creates which includes minor pranks throughout the house

Blob is basically the size of patches and spends a lot of time with the kitties. When he's with sapnap while he's working on his PC he likes to stay on his shoulder, nuzzling into his neck and takes naps in his hair. everytime sapnap sees blob he takes off his hat to let him nestle in his soft hair which is not a privilege he gives most ppl. when they're lying down blob usually stays on his tummy or lap, loving the warmth his body provides

DreamXD is like nightmare but more tame. Unlike cc!dream, cc!sapnap reminds his a lot of c!sapnap but in a positive way, the way he speaks and carries himself. he likes talking to him about random topics, enjoying when he often goes off on tangents about random things. he treats him almost like a pet, petting his head randomly throughout the day or bringing little gifts to see him get excited. he's amused by his actions and can't help but be attached to his human ways

mh!dream is a mix of c!dreams feelings with cc!dreams fear. he's always on high alert around him, keeping a knife that none of them know about at his side incase sap decides to pull a fast one on him. it takes a while for the knoledge that this sapnap isn't here to kill him or hunt him down to sink in and that he can finally rebuild a friendship with his once best friend without the fear of being hunted just like old times

#idk if this makes any sence but yh😭😭 #c!dream meeting cc!sapnap is my favourite dynamic i think theirs so much angst potential dream whos scared shitless and sapnap whos just no #the wiser #idk how they all come tgt tho maybe a secret rift in the universe that end up being located at the dteam house #i am unable to write anything that isnt sapnap cetric 😭 #pigeon brainrot

[lilywastaken]

⇝ SICK DAY SCENARIOS !

CC!DreamWasTaken, CC!Sapnap, CC!GeorgeNotFound, CC!Quackity, CC!Karl Jacobs x GN!Reader.

SUMMARY: taking care of CCs when they're sick :( <3.

WARNINGS: SFW, a few spicy moments here and there, illness, a tiny drop of angst in Karl's part!

A/N: I'm alive!! The brainrot is real for these guys so I just had to write something, even if it's a bit crap LMAO. It's my first time writing for Karl/Quack, so they might be a bit weird/stiff, apologies! Once again, requests are open!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you for reading! <333 If you see any mistakes, do not hesitate to let me know, please!!! I wrote this quite late so there might be a few!

MASTERLIST.

DREAM:

"Feeling a bit better?"

You whisper softly as you open the door to your boyfriend's bedroom, noticing that he had made his way off his bed and onto his chair, legs up and pressed to his chest with his knees tucked under his chin, the bright screens of his monitors reflecting onto his sad face.

"Mm…"

His broken whimper makes you sigh, walking over to him carefully and placing the bowl of chicken soup next to his keyboard, leaning down to press a kiss to his sweaty forehead.

"You should be resting."

You're about to lean back until Dream grabs your arm, his pointer finger coming up to tap his lips, hopeful eyes staring up at you.

"Clay. You're ill."

"Which means you're refusing to kiss your poor, suffering boyfriend?" He sighs dramatically, his voice deep yet nasally due to his stuffy nose, leaning into your touch as your hand comes up to cup his cheek.

"Are you ready to take care of me when I inevitably get sick, sweetheart?" You coo back, watching his expression morph from one of self-pity to one of dread.

"O-of course." He mumbles, hoping you don't remember how stressed he was when George had gotten sick a few weeks ago, running around the house looking for medicine in hopes that his friend wouldn't die. "Still… What if the cure to my sickness is a kiss from my beautiful partner?"

"Oh?" You play along with a smile, your hand coming up to play with his hair and run your fingers through his dirty blond curls, watching him flutter his eyes closed to enjoy your touch with a smile, half expecting him to start purring. "Well…" You sigh dramatically in defeat, leaning down so that the tips of both your noses are bumping. "I guess if it helps."

Dream makes a soft noise of excitement before you press your lips to his, his soft hand holding your head to his to slot your lips together easily.

"Now get to bed." You snap as soon as you pull back, causing him to huff and pause whatever video he had been watching.

"Fine." He grumbles like a child, lifting himself up and taking a few moments to make sure he isn't about to collapse before turning to you, letting you lead him to his mattress, onto which he immediately collapses on with a loud groan.

He situates himself under the covers and outstretches his arms to you expectantly, yet instead of your warm body he finds himself holding the bowl of soup you had brought.

You press a kiss to his forehead as he begrudgingly starts to sip on the soup, his gaze softening as he realises you're not about to leave his side.

Needless to say, the next day you were as ill as he was.

SAPNAP:

A loud groan resounds across the house.

You try your best to ignore it, going back to scrolling through your phone and scratching behind Patches' ears.

Another groan, louder this time, finally brings your attention away from social media and back to reality, frowning at the unending dramatic groans that come from your boyfriend.

You sigh, carefully pushing Patches off and starting your trek upstairs, listening to the borderline fake sounds coming from inside the room.

"You sound like you're dying."

You comment as soon as you push open the door to his bedroom, rolling your eyes with a smile as you meet your boyfriend's gaze, his lower lip curled into a pout as he makes grabby hands at you, his bed covered in what you assume to be snotty tissues.

"I am dying, darlin'. Feels like I'm being ripped apart."

You laugh, making your way towards him and sitting on the edge of the bed, and placing your hand onto his forehead, frowning instantly at how hot he feels.

"Wait, are you actually sick?"

"Yes!" Sapnap whines, throwing his head back and slamming it accidentally onto the wooden headboard, whining at the additional pain. "You thought I was fakin'!?"

"I wouldn't put it past you." You grumbled, wiping some of the sweat on his face with your sleeve, watching him try to adjust in his bed just to be closer with you. "What hurts?"

"Everything." He sighs out, closing his eyes in pain as his head throbs.

"Everything?" You repeat, unamused, already getting up to retrieve an ice pack from downstairs, hoping to cool down the fever he seems to have caught.

"Yes, every-" his eyes snap open as soon as he feels the bed shift, whining. "No, don't leave!"

"Nick, I need to get you something for your fever!"

You struggle against Sapnap's grip as he pulls you into his lap, arms wrapped around your waist and stubble scratching against your cheek.

"No… all I need is you, darl'." He grumbles against your skin, peppering sloppy kisses onto your neck.

"You're delirious." You sigh, melting into his warmth as he pulls you under the covers, sniffling and whining with every move he makes. "You'll take some medicine later, right?"

"Mhm … yeah." He says drowsily as he starts to fall asleep right there, listening to your breathing as a means to calm himself down. "Anything for you, sweetheart."

GEORGE:

How can George still be asleep?

You think to yourself as you stare mindlessly into the TV, the plate of food you had been eating abandoned on the coffee table as you take note of how long it had been since you had seen your boyfriend after last night.

You know he's prone to sleeping in for long, but not this long. Especially now in Florida, where the sun rises earlier and helps him wake up at the same time as you and your roommates.

Once you give your half eaten plate to Dream, you carefully push open the door to your boyfriend's room, stopping for a few moments so your eyes get used to the darkness his room was covered in.

"George? Are you awake?"

Treading carefully so you don't trip on any loose cables or stuff that he might have tossed onto the ground, you finally reach his bed, kneeling next to him and placing your hands on the body beneath the covers and shaking softly.

"Georgie?"

"Hmng."

You feel him turn around, meeting his gaze despite the darkness around you, watching as his pained expression turns into one of relief.

"Hi…" He mumbles, voice coarse as if he had just finished screaming for over an hour, reminding you of that one time he had lost his voice after a particularly long stream. "Time…?"

"Almost 4." Your hand comes up to push back his bangs, a shiver racking through his body as your cool touch makes contact with his atypically hot skin. "What th- do you have a fever?"

"I think." You feel his arms creep around your waist, pulling you closer with abnormal strength and placing his head onto your lap, snuggling himself into your thighs, letting out a shaky sigh at the warmth. "Tried getting up this morning and I think I passed out."

That would explain the crash Sapnap had claimed to have heard early in the morning.

"You passed out? Why didn't you call me?" You whisper back, running your fingers through his hair and massaging the back of his neck, a spot you know always gets him weak. "We could've brought you downstairs so you weren't cooped up like this."

George laughed as the image of Dream and Sapnap dragging him downstairs came to mind, but the sudden stabbing pain that attacked his lungs caused him to start coughing with a whine.

"I'd rather just stay up here with you." He started to manhandle you to lie under the covers, his hands warm on your hips as he quite basically shoved his face into your chest, trying to calm his raging headache. "We can order something later… I just want to be with you for now."

You chewed on your lower lip before your hands came up subconsciously to bury themselves in his soft locks, a whine leaving his lips as your nails started scratching at his scalp. "Fine. Just for a bit, okay? You still have to eat, we got to get you medicine, and you probably stin-"

You squeaked as he nipped on your skin in an attempt to get you to shut up, rolling your eyes at the smirk on his pretty lips before he fluttered his eyes back closed, a silent way of telling you that he was going back to sleep.

QUACKITY:

"You're an idiot."

Your boyfriend sputters out a confused sound as he walks into the kitchen, not having expected to be instantly insulted first thing in the morning.

"Huh?"

"Why are you half-naked!? You're sick!" You point at his feet and then his shorts with your spoon, making him groan and roll his eyes.

"It's hot!" He throws his arms up in the air as he sits down at the kitchen island, ignoring the way you frown at him. "And I'm not sick. I'm fine. It's just a cold."

"That still counts as being sick." You mumble under your breath, pushing a plate of food in his direction before pulling off your hoodie (which casually happened to be his) and handing it to him. "Put it on. I don't want you getting worse."

"...fine." He mumbles, starting to eat once it's on. "Thank you, mi vida."

Your face heats up at the casual nickname, nodding as you start on your own breakfast, too busy scrolling on your phone to notice the way your boyfriend starts squirming in his seat, sweat dripping down his forehead as he tries to focus on his food.

"You alright?" You finally realise how sick he looks despite having looked fine mere moments before, face flushed and skin sickly pale as he wipes the sweat away with his hoodies sleeves.

"Mhm. Okay." Your hand reaches over to cup his cheek, almost flinching back at how hot his skin feels. "Jesus! You're so fucking hot!"

You instantly regret what comes out of your mouth at his cocky expression, watching him m lean into your hand and sigh dreamily, eyelashes fluttering open and closed as he speaks.

"You think I'm that hot, babe?" He purrs out, despite the absolute pain that's racking through his body at the minute. "Damn, didn't expect you to be bold."

"Shut up." You pinch his cheek, forcing a high pitched cry to leave his mouth as you turn around to look through the medicine cabinet. "I meant you're literally hot, Alex."

"So you think I'm not figuratively hot?" You refrain from the urge to groan at his teasing, pulling off the cap to some medicine and dropping a pill into a glass of water.

"If you keep acting like this, you'll be less than hot to me." You snap, handing him the drink and waiting for him to down it like he usually does when it comes to ill-tasting medicine. "Go lie down, I'll make you some soup."

Before you can leave, he grabs your arm, pulling you into the space between his open legs and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"With me?" He mumbles into your hair, causing you to roll your eyes at how clingy he's become. "Come on, cielo. We can just order soup."

"But will it be as good as my soup?" You brush some of his longer strands of hair away from his eyes and trace the invisible lines between the beauty marks on his face.

"No… but I'd take cold soup any day of the week if it means having you in my arms."

KARL:

"Your nose is running."

You comment as you watch your boyfriend sluggishly make his way towards the fridge, eyes barely open and sweatpants almost falling down his waist.

"Mhm."

He doesn't even acknowledge your words, digging through the countless cans in the fridge to pull out some orange juice, instantly downing it without a second thought.

"Sorry. You want some?" He slurs, extending his arm and offering you the carton.

"Just finish it, Karl. I'd rather not get sick."

You notice that instead of his normal sleeping shirt he has a button up on, the buttons all messed up from probably trying to do it on his own in the bathroom mirror.

"You going somewhere, baby?" You comment on his appearance, frowning as he instantly nods, throwing the carton into the bin before looking for some snacks.

"Filming with Jimmy." He casually says, as if he hadn't been battling with a fever for almost a week. "I volunteered yesterd-"

You slap your hand over his mouth, stopping him from talking and meeting his shocked gaze, feeling his hands immediately find place on your waist out of instinct at how close you are.

"You're not going anywhere, Karl. I don't want you to get worse." You comment with a frown, having half expected him to lick at your hand when you had covered his mouth, but the sad look in his eyes feels worse than how that would've. "Please. You've been in pain for almost a week, I just want you to get better."

You let go of his face, moving your hand to cup his cheek and watch him press into your touch, nodding solemnly.

"Just don't like being useless. I wanna do stuff, I want to help!" He whines, closing his eyes as if afraid of your reaction to his complaint.

"You're not useless, though. You're sick. I'm taking care of you because I love you and I want you to get better. Jimmy's your friend, he'll probably won't want you working while you're sick, either." You lean up to press a soft kiss to the corner of his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a comforting hug, his cool hands roaming your skin under your shirt. "So get back into your pyjamas and get to bed and I'll bring you some food, okay? Then we can watch a movie, whichever one you want."

He nods enthusiastically, taking his turn to cup your cheeks in his hands and pepper kisses all over, brushing your lips with his before pulling away, aware of how sick you'd get if he gave you what he had. "I love you!" He says before rushing back upstairs giddily, not even waiting for you to say it back, aware that even without saying it, you do.

#dream smp x reader #mcyt #dream smp #dream smp imagine #dreamwastaken x reader #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #quackity x reader #karl jacobs x reader #dream x reader #dreamwastaken #sapnap #quackity #georgenotfound #dsmp headcanons #dream team #dream smp x y/n #dtqk #dreamwastaken imagine #sapnap imagine #georgenotfound imagine #quackity imagine #karl jacobs imagine #mcyt x reader #dsmp #dsmp x reader #RPF

[ravenxd]

W E L C O M E T O . . .

OLD MASTERLIST = > NEW MASTERLIST

NOTE:

EDIT 7/16/2023 - I made this masterlist last year and never posted it because I didn't finish it but I will update it if I come across the ones that belong here.

Thank You so much for 2 amazing years:)

This masterlist contains works for 2021 that I'm not really proud of.

DreamWasTaken

Being Dream's FTM! S/o and Cockwarming him after sex [☆]

- Dream has morning wood, he gets hard inside his s/o, praising,

Saturday At Midnight [3 A.M Thoughts / ♤]

- Making out, Cc! Dream/ use of his name, implied sex, generally fluff, grinding,

Craving Your Touch [☆]

- make up(ish) sex, riding sub! dream, mommy kink,

Comparison [♤]

- Dream's s/o wearing his hoodie, size kink(?), spooning, dry humping

Stress [♡]

- dream feeling overwhelmed so his s/o tries comforting him

My Dream [☆]

- showing everyone that Dream is yours<3

Inducing [☆]

- dream with a breeding kink, cockwarming,

Dream XD

My God [☆]

- breeding, just breeding,

GeorgeNotFound

Cockwarming gnf while he's editing. [☆]

- Cockwarming, calling George daddy, hickeys,

Little Darling [☆]

- breeding kink, neck bites, blood

Feeling So Good [☆]

- george making his s/o squirt, overstimulation

Sapnap

All For Me [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- thigh riding, editing sap, squirting

Too Much [Blurb/ 3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- sapnap cumming to the point where he's so tired he can't anymore,

Head while streaming [☆]

- Sapnap gets head while streaming/ blowjobs under desk, swallowing, sir kink,

Soft Sex with Sapnap [☆]

- ^^^^

Overprotective [☆]

- slight dark turn at the end, overprotective sap, war mentions,

Getting High [☆]

- getting high with sapnap<3, weed, making out

Sitting on His Lap [☆]

- sitting on Sapnap's lap while he works<3, suggestive,

Punz

Jealous Punz gucking his gf raw [☆]

- Unprotected Sex, manhandling, possessive Punz,

MCC Practice [☆]

- Punz gets head during mcc practice, sub(ish) punz,

Corruption [☆]

- tentacle porn/ reader getting fucked by the egg, corrupted punz,

Eret

A King on His Throne [☆]

- Slight Voyeorism, breeding kink, dirty talking,

Thinking About Eret.. [☆]

- eret literally radiates big dick energy, size kink, his voice is so<3../ voice kink, praise and degradation,

Technoblade [SFW ONLY]

Protected by the Blood God [♤]

- yandere technoblade, techno warming up to a human

Karl Jacobs

True [☆]

- loss of virginity, soft sex with karl, praising,

DREAMTEAM

3 A.M Thoughts About Poly! DreamTeam ! [☆]

- Competetive Breeding, Potentially Hinted Corruption, no protection, cumming inside

Another Way To Show Love [3 A.M Thoughts/ Full Smut]

- Double Penetration in the same hole, Cum Eating/ george eating out his gf after sap and dream nut in her, blowjobs, recording/picture taking, little bit of angst, aftercare<3.

Marking Me Up [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- jealous dteam, implied sex, how they give their s/o hickeys

How It Came to Be [♡]

- How the relationship came to be,

ALL

Whispers and Praises [☆]

- only cc's comfortable with nsfw, praising,

#Masterlist from 2022 of Works from 2021 #dream smp smut #dsmp smut #dream smp x reader smut #dream smp #punz smut #sapnap x reader #mcyt smut #dream smut #dwt smut #gnf smut

[cherrynwinesk]

Dream team +Karl Jacobs headcanon's

Toxic boyfriend

Story g: Theme +18/ nsfw / angst

Language: English/Inglés

⚠️: Manipulative behavior, teasing, toxic behavior, insecurity, poor mental health, forced sex

CC's: Dream, Sapnap, Georgenotfound, Karl Jacobs

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and I accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Master list

Dream

•He has money, so his main toxic behavior would be to buy you what you want and then make you feel guilty.

•Like he bought you some new sneakers, you stained it when you went for a walk with a friend in the park

•And he'd be like "wow you stained them and I just bought them for you, you don't love me enough to take care of the gifts I give you."

•"I bought this set of lingerie for you so we can have some sex today, are you seriously going to say no just because you're tired? I went to the mall, spent hours choosing color and size, paid a lot and you' re not valuing it

•You ended up agreeing and while he was fucking you he kept telling you how ungrateful you have been to him

•"I won't buy anything else for you again, I spent a lot on this lingerie and I don't even see you happy to wear it"

•He would break the lingerie on your body because apparently he did not make enough effort and there is no point in you continuing to use it

•He would keep fucking you with a lot of anger

Sapnap

•He would not stop comparing you so that you agree to do what he asks of you

•Sapnap is a boyfriend who is sexually demanding

•He would always ask you to have sex and be careful if you deny him

•"I understand that you're tired, I'm just not used to receiving no for an answer, my ex never refused and that you tell me NO, it surprises me"

•If you are not together he would ask you for nudes and if you say no

•"My ex always sent nudes before going to sleep"

•"When my ex sent me photos always thought of her/him, I would like something like that with you"

•Or he would do it with other more everyday things

•"My ex cooked for me instead of ordering food at home"

•He would compare you because he knows that he is handsome, he has money, he is famous and more, so in his mind he thinks that you would try to be better than his past relationships so as not to lose him.

George

•He would be very jealous

•He would have very little empathy for you

•For him, all your friends are unnecessary in your life because you have him.

•According to him, your friends have other intentions with you.

•"Yes, this friend of yours is only with you because you are the one who takes the initiative to go out together"

•"Did she ever do something for you the same way you just did?"

•"Okay, in the end they are your friends, you know what you do and who you get involved with"

•If it's about fighting with other people, he wouldn't listen to you in your feelings.

•"Don't talk to me about how you fought with your friend, I've always told you that these people are not a good influence on you"

•"If you didn't listen to me, then I don't want to listen to you"

•He would try to get you to become friends with his friends just to have control that "nobody influences you badly"

Karl

•Would you be ready to go out with your family or friends

•He doesn't want you to go

•He doesn't like you spending time with other people than him

•Karl just "Don't be too late, I think I'm getting a fever and I'll need you here soon"

•His plan works and you say about staying home

•"No no, go honey, I think I'll be fine, I hope don't die by the time you get back"

•If you were to leave, when you returned he would be lying on the couch with medicines that he did not ingested because he did not need them

•He would be angry

•Despite the fact that he "insisted" that you leave, he would be upset that you left without caring that he was sick

•"I understand that maybe that dinner is more important than me"

•"I spent all this time throwing up and you left without caring"

#dream team #sapnap #georgenotfound #dreamwastaken #karl jacobs #dsmp dream #karlnap #dream fluff #sapnap fluff #gnf fluff #gn reader #x reader #ns/fw blog #sfw blog #dsmp #dream not found #knf #snf #dnf #dnn #male reader #youtumblr #mcyt x y/n #sapnap x you #sapnap x reader #dream x you #dream x fem!reader #gnf x reader #karl jacobs x reader

[sykokilljoyy]

building a burning house (soulmate au) - sapnap x reader

pairings: dsmp!sapnap x reader (not cc!sapnap, this is a fictional character) words: 2866 warnings: enemies to lovers, blood, war, angst, scars, wounds, pain. this is set whilst l'manberg is still standing, some details have been changed to include y/n. enjoy!!

summary: in a world where soulmates share scars, y/n discovers that her soulmate is her sworn enemy the night before they go to war.

Fireflies hummed, hovering just feet above the surface of the water, dancing perfectly on the ripples below. Moonlight slipped through the oak leaves that towered above, a gentle white glow shining back from the reflection. Festivities burst, albeit muffled, from the humble building beyond the trees, laughter and cheers of your peers filling the air as you sat on the river’s edge. There was a war coming, when the moon settles down to rest and the sun takes her place. People were going to die, to lose another life at the hands of your enemies. A traitor had already been weeded out, and talks of another loom between the soldiers, hushed voices pointing their fingers at turned backs.

Summer’s air circled around you, embracing your weathered skin like a warm goodbye. Hopelessness filled you, even though you knew full-well you should be holding your head high and willing to lock arms with your fellow patriots. It didn’t feel like a war. It felt like walking, hand-in-hand to a certain death. Maybe that’s why you were out here, to bid a farewell to the city you called home, well tidings to the life you knew.

Glancing down to your hands, you brushed them through the bitter water, scanning the scars that covered your skin. It was an old tale, some legend of a mage who lost their soulmate in a horrid war, that you share the scars of your soulmate. Whilst you didn’t used to believe it, even when odd scars begun showing up on your body now and again, you would pin it to sleepwalking, or accidental wounds from your clumsy nature. It wasn’t until one day in your teen years, when a burning itch spread across the left of your torso. Revelling in pain and discomfort, you pulled up your shirt, revealing a large, tender scar of a fresh burn seared into your flesh.

Ever since, your body had been tainted with cuts, burns and horrible wounds you couldn’t even theorise the nature of. Not like your soulmate wouldn’t have had a fair share of your own, from sword fighting with Toby, to the various fights and battles you’d won and lost as an army. It’s what you’d expect from the life you live.

Eyes to the night sky, you watched the L’Manberg flag sway in the wind, your thoughts cast back to those you fought for. You wished desperately for something, an array of hope or a glimpse of something, anything to get the upper hand. Whilst you knew your enemy, you had someone on the inside to relay information, it didn’t feel like enough. You knew Dream, from years gone past, you knew he wouldn’t hold anything at face value. They have something prepared, something you couldn’t even imagine.

In that moment, a surge of something ran through you. Whether that was hope, determination or damn-right stupidity, you grabbed the blade that lay on the dirt beside you, picking up your quiver and set off into the darkness of the forest. Lighting a torch a few inches in front of you, you pushed yourself through the sticks and branches of the thick, untouched woods ahead. No one ever ventured between the countries, and if they did, it was through the path North of the main gate - the safest route. You’d be shot on sight if you were seen approaching the SMP in the middle of the night, so the dense trees were your only option.

Brave as it was, it was always dumb to leave the confines of light and company at night, the darkness filled with creatures and threats beyond your imagination. For that reason, you hugged your bow close to your body. Branches cracked and leaves rustled all around you, and the human part of you wanted nothing more than to give in to the fear that nudged at your chest and run back to the safety of your people, but you knew you needed the upper-hand. You pushed on.

Not even a minute further, light begun to break through the trees, the hum of life flittering through the canopies - you were close. Blowing out the lit torch, you packed it away and steadied your movements, knowing that anything too sudden would alert the guards by the walls. All you needed to get was close enough to hear a whisper of something, anything. The closer you got, the louder the guards voices became, until you heard a whisper of the war coming from above. Straining, you focused on the mans voice, just almost loud enough to hear his words. Almost, just a little closer-

“You, of all people, should know you’re not allowed here,” In a split second, a blade was pressed against your throat, strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against a warm, hard body. A gasp that left your body was quickly rectified as his hand left your waist and flew over your mouth to avoid the guards seeing you. You knew his voice immediately, Sapnap’s had always had a distinctive hoarseness to it.

“You’re either going to tell me what you’re doing here, or I kill you right now,” His breath was hot on your neck, lips close to your ear to keep his tone hushed and discreet, “Deal?”

His eyes were accustomed to the darkness, having traversed the woods for hours collecting supplies for his people, he always worked better, faster at nightfall. Scanning the body in his grasp, his eyes landed on your skin for the first time. Not once had he seen you up close, your only contact being distant whilst your leaders fought, occasionally wounding one another in a brief battle, but nothing that would require this proximity. His shoulder twitched as he stared at the almost familiar scar etched into your own, shrugging off any correlation as you nodded your head hurriedly.

Carefully, he removed his hand from your mouth, and you hurried out a half-hearted excuse, “We needed supplies, and I must’ve lost my way, my torch went out and I didn’t know I was so close I-”

“Oh come on, darlin’, we both know you’re lying,” His smirk was evident in his voice, you didn’t need to see him to know it. Dread filled your body as the knife dug deeper into your skin, close to drawing blood, “You were here to get information.”

It wasn’t a question. He read you exactly as you’d been written, to your annoyance. Head spinning, your brain ran through a million different escape plans, filtering through the abstract and landed on one slightly plausible option - you just needed to keep him talking.

“You know our plan, don’t you?” You hurried out, thinking on the spot of an excuse to keep him talking, some part of you hoping he’d spill something unknown to you, “Eret told you what we had planned, right? The tunnels we set up below your land?”

Silence fell for a moment, and your hand subtly edged towards the handle of the sword in your sheath.

“He told us you were falling apart. That Wilbur is losing his mind in there,” He uttered back, his grip on your waist tightening, to which your body pushed against him as an automatic response.

“He was a traitor. For the both of us. He planted the TNT in our walls and he fed you lies for weeks,” You spat back, your hand now successfully around the handle of your beloved sword.

“You don’t know anything about us. You know nothing of our intentions, of our plan. You hide away in your grounds and build stupid bunkers in your own city as if it’ll change anything, as if you’re ever going to win,” You froze. Dream had gloated about another traitor amongst your men, how someone you held dear was ready to rip your people down from the inside, and Sapnap had just told you exactly who it was. Only you and one other person knew of the bunker overlooking L’Manberg. Only you and Wilbur. Finally. Finally, you might have the upperhand.

In one quick motion, your hand ripped the sword from your belt, grabbing his arm and pulling it from you, flipping yourself around and holding your sword tip at the base of his neck. His reactions matched yours, his blade digging into the base of your throat.

The pair of you stood, face to face, at arms length, knives threatening each others skin, waiting for the other to make their move. Only now, for the first time, were you able to actually look at the man in front of you, the man who had killed off half your men with his pyrotechnics. Thick black hair protruding from a white cotton headband, eyes glimmering red in the dark moonlight. He was tall, taller than you had remembered him being, and his blood-stained, burnt white shirt clung to his body harshly. You couldn’t help but be fascinated by this man, especially after seeing the weathered, cold look in his eyes, wanting to know everything that got him to where he is now, and everything that is to come for him.

“It’s your move,” You muttered, keeping still to keep his blade from breaking your skin.

“You need to leave.”

His eyes hadn’t left yours, but yours wandered along the arm that held his sword, reaching the skin of his hand. Littered with scars and wounds, his hands were calloused and burnt, assumingly a product of his fascination of setting fire to your buildings. A particular scar caught your eye, however, dragging from the tip of his thumb, to the base of his wrist - an identical scar to one you had gained whilst fighting on a rivers edge one day, slicing your hand open on a rock. Curiously, your eyes scanned his hand for any others, surely enough landing on the same scar you had on the back of your hand from an accidental stab wound from Tommy.

Dread filled your stomach as you took in the similarities of your skin, only to be ripped by your thoughts as his blade slid up to your chin, leaving an open wound in its wake. You winced, the immediate sting hitting you as you feel the blood begin to weap. The wound was surface level, nothing to worry about, but enough to cause your knees to buckle slightly.

“Look at me,” Your eyes darted to his cold stare and the rest of his voice was filtered out of your mind as you stayed fixated on the red, bleeding line that peeked on his skin, surfacing above his black turtleneck.

Mind clouded, you lowered your sword, hand on his arm to move his out the way as you stepped towards him. Hesitant at first, Sapnap’s body froze up as he tried to understand your plan, run through the possibilities of what the hell you might be doing. As you raised his hand to him, almost like you would a dangerous animal, to show you were no threat, he made no attempt to stop you. You reached for his neck, pulling his shirt down slowly and eyes widening at the dark crimson, tender, fresh scar that ran up his throat, identical to the open wound on your own.

For the first time, you were close, not just in proximity. Sapnap’s hand darted to his neck, feeling the rising bump of the newly-forming scar and his eyes met yours, a realisation hitting the both of you. Neither of you had noticed how close you had gotten, and for the first time, he saw you. Not his opponent, not his enemy, just you. A person, with glimmering eyes staring back at him and soft, yet scarred skin that he felt the sudden urge to touch. Something in his mind had always blocked out the possibility of a soulmate, convincing himself he was impossible to love, undetermined to find his person.

But here you were, the only person he could never have.

“You need to leave. Go home.” He spoke quickly, pulling his eyes from yours in fear of never wanting to see anything but that colour again.

“But, Sapnap,” Your voice was hushed but desperate, “We can’t just, I mean, what do we do?”

“Go. Now.” Voice stern and meaningful, he pulled his sword back into his belt and stepped away from you, pulling a lighter from his pocket to light his way home, “And tell no one of this. You were never here, Y/N.”

Not letting you say another word, he stepped back into the darkness of the trees, and you could only watch as the gentle hum of his light faded out of view. Stunned, it felt like your feet were sinking into the dirt below you, unable to move as the overwhelming blow of meeting your soulmate for the first time flooded you, the realisation that it was your sworn enemy, the man you had fought for years alongside your family.

It wasn’t until you heard the guards above you alert each other to what they think is a person in the woods below that you picked your feet up and moved, running back towards home at a pace you didn’t even realise possible, the numbness filling you.

But it was too late to think of that now. As daylight stretched itself over the vastness above and smoke filled the air, screams and cries surrounding you as you pushed yourself to your feet, sword in hand as the ache of your body watched over the battlefield in front of you. It had all happened so quickly. At one moment, you had won. Dream was dead and others surrendered, and the next thing you know, L’Manberg, the country you owed your life to, you had grown and lived in for so long, was in flames, and Wilbur was dead. He had done it. You were right, he was the traitor. He blew up and destroyed the one thing you had dedicated your life to protecting, and now he was dead. Gone.

Hearing the screams of the Wither, the explosions destroying innocence only meters from you, you did the only thing your brain had the capacity to comprehend. You ran. You picked a direction, and you ran. Faster than your legs could carry you, much like the night before except this time, you had no idea where you were heading. In fact, you didn’t even have anywhere to head, it was all gone.

It wasn’t until you reached a river too wide to cross on your own, did you stop. Falling to your knees as they buckled beneath you. Holding yourself together, you looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings and tried to make sense of it all. Your friend was dead, many other lives being stolen from either side, even Dream himself losing a life at the hands of yourself.

A twig snapped not far from you, and your body jumped, snapping to its direction, already on high alert. What stood there, feet from you, was the last thing you expected. A war-torn, blood covered Sapnap towered by the edge of the forest, open wound on his head and chest heaving as he’d been running like you.

No words were said, there was a look of understanding between you both. Without a second thought, you were in his arms, sobbing and letting your body purge itself of the grief and stress you faced just moments ago on the remains of your home. His chest stuttered as he let out a quiet sob, tears falling for his friends who has lost their lives in the same battle.

Gripping each other tightly, you felt in his arms that it was right. That he was right. That his touch was holding you together, even as you fell apart. Hand in your hair, he held you tightly into his chest, a mirrors image flipped of not even 24 hours ago, when your back was flush against where your tears stained now.

He didn’t know why he was here, he didn’t know why he followed you. He saw you flee and his heart told him before his brain did to follow you.

“What the fuck do we do, Sapnap?” You sobbed, shaking in his arms.

“I- I don’t know, Y/N,” His voice was shaky, much softer than the night before and far, far more caring.

“I want to leave, I don’t want to go back. I can’t,” You breathed, your knees growing weak as the grief hit you.

“We don’t have to stay,” He started, his hand coming up to pull your chin from his chest, meeting his gaze. The look in your eyes made his heart yearn, wanting to rip the sadness from your body bit by bit until it was absent, “We’ll go, there’s nothing for us back there anymore. We’ll find somewhere, just us two.”

It was always said, in old wives tales, that once you found your soulmate, you knew it was exactly what you needed. It felt like a warm fireplace after a long expedition in the snow, like a sip of water after years of thirst. It felt like happiness, like safety and comfort. That’s how his words felt, like picking a book up in the middle of its pages and knowing exactly where you left off.

“I’ll be here, Y/N, always,” He whispered softly, bringing your head back into the warmth of his chest, “You don’t have to fight anymore.”

#sapnap #sapnap x reader #sapnap imagine #sapnap imagines #sapnap fanfic #sapnap fanfiction #mcyt #dream #dreamwastaken #dreamsmp #dsmp #dsmp au #dsmp x reader #dsmp smut #dsmp sapnap #dsmp finale #dsmp fanfic #dsmp fanfiction #dsmp imagine #fanfiction #fanfic #x reader

[cloudslostlibrary]

New book notes have been found !

Book Title: Flinching During an Argument

Characters (separately): CC! Dreamwastaken, CC! Georgenotfound, CC! Wilbur Soot, CC! Karl Jacobs, CC! Sapnap, Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Summary: You flinch in the middle of an argument with your partner (CC)

TWs: Implied trauma, arguing

Author’s Notes: I did this for all of the MCYTs I write for besides Boomerna and Foolish. These definitely ended up being more imagines than headcanons so I’m sorry about that but I hope you enjoy it regardless!

Masterlist

“What in the world are you doing??” You asked abruptly, startling the sleepy man and almost causing him to spill the milk.

“What in the world are you doing??” You asked abruptly, startling the sleepy man and almost causing him to spill the milk.

“I’m making myself a bowl of cereal, what?”

“Why are you pouring the milk in the bowl before the cereal?”

“Is that not how you do it?” He questioned, putting the milk back in the fridge.

“No! That’s going to make a mess!”

You both started laughing while arguing your own sides

Eventually Dream got a little carried away in his argument

He was raising his voice and you were getting a little anxious

“Look, it’s not my fault you don’t know how to make cereal,” you awkwardly joked.

“Shut up!” Dream playfully yelled swinging his arms out to cover his ears like your voice hurt him

You flinched and stumbled backwards at his sudden movement, falling to the ground.

You sat there staring back up at him in silence

Dreams mouth moved to form words but they got caught in his throat

A few seconds later he left the room, leaving you alone on the dining room floor

You were almost about to start crying when he came back with a bunch of pillows and blankets in his arms

“Do you want to have a movie night?” He suggested, glancing at you before putting everything down on the couch

“That sounds nice.” You admitted softly

Dream went to the kitchen and helped you up off the floor beforing leading you by your hand to the couch

The two of you laid down on the couch and cuddled for the better part of the day

Occasionally Sapnap would join but it was mostly just you and Dream relaxing

CC! Georgenotfound

You and George were standing in his kitchen and got into a playful argument over whether you should drain ramen or leave the water in

He thought it was better to leave the water, while you thought it was best to drain it

‘If you don’t take out the water it absorbs all the flavor!” You’d playfully yell

“Yeah, that’s the point! You drink the broth afterwards!” He retorted.

You two were going back and forth seemingly endlessly

He was getting louder and walking back and forth to let out some of the energy he had

You decided enough was enough and walked towards him to admit you didn’t truly care, you just wanted to get under his skin

At the same time he quickly turned around with his arms half up in anguish

You flinched and brought your hands up to cover your face

George’s smile fell and his eyebrows scrunched up for a second before he cleared his throat and awkwardly went to go do something else in your bedroom

You finished in the kitchen, turned off the light and walked to your room

You could see the outline of George laying in bed

You stood in the doorway for a second before lying next to him

You both laid there in silence

“Did I do something wrong to make you flinch like that? I know we play fight sometimes but I didn’t think-”

“No, no, no. It- it had nothing to do with you George.”

George didn’t want to press you for information, knowing that you’d tell him when you were ready

You scooched closer to him, laying your head on his chest as he wrapped an arm over you

He kissed the top of your head softly and you fell asleep to him rubbing your arm

CC! Wilbur Soot

You don’t even really know what you were arguing about

You were both just kind of throwing words back and forth playfully, deciding that whenever one person said something the other had to believe the exact opposite

Wilbur’s voice didn’t really rise so much as he tone changed throughout

His tone was getting less playful by the second

You started to notice this and got a bit nervous

Wilbur wasn’t one to pick a fight with you because he knew it upset you

So when he yelled almost directly in your face you flinched with your whole body

You stood there frozen in fear, hands covering your face and crouching away a bit so that you were less of a target.

Wilburs face fell once he realized what he’d done

He started to apologize but then decided you didn’t deserve a shit apology and just left

You stood still, unmoving even after he left the room

After a little while your body started relaxing but it only made room for your mind to wander

“Where did Wilbur run off to?” You asked yourself aloud.

Getting a bit worried you searched the house, eventually finding him sitting on your shared bed.

You sat down next to him and fiddled with your hands anxiously

“I’m sorry,” He admitted. “I don’t know why I got so upset all of a sudden. We were having fun and I ruined it.”

You took his hand in yours and assured him that it was alright. It was just an accident after all. Happens to the best of us.

Wilbur rested his head on your shoulder and wrapped his arms around you, placing a kiss on your shoulder

He pulled you backwards onto the bed until you were both laying down with his head resting on you.

CC! Karl Jacobs

Karl was painting your nails in his office because you had asked him to

He was doing a pretty good job at it too

It was just plain black nail polish to match what he currently wore on his nails

You were about seven nails in when a muscle in your arm randomly spasmed without warning, causing the arm Karl was working on currently to twitch very noticeably

Your arm bumped into the open black nail polish bottle and knocked it off his desk.

It landed directly into Karl’s lap, spilling all over his brand new pants

Karl slammed his fist down on his office desk in frustration

“Fuck!” He yelled loudly

You flinched at his yelling

Karl noticed you flinch and immediately calmed all the way down to avoid upsetting you any further

His shoulders dropped and he walked up to you and put an arm on your shoulder, leaning his head down and lifting your chin to look you in your eyes

“Hey, it’s okay.” He nodded, trying to reassure you, “It’s completely fine. I can just go change my clothes real quick and then I’ll finish your nails, alright?”

Karl smiled and your heart melted, causing you to smile back

“Yeah that sounds good, I’m sorry about your pants though.”

“Ay no worries, I needed to change into pajamas anyways it’s getting late”

You looked at your own outfit and realized it was the middle of the night and you were still wearing your daytime clothes.

“Oh, I should too actually.” You added, getting up from your seat and walking to your shared bedroom.

After Karl finished painting your nails you would lay in bed and cuddle for a bit. He would kiss all over your face until you were laughing and shoving him away from you.

CC! Sapnap

You Dream and Sapnap had sat down to watch a football game

Frankly you couldn’t care less about the game, but you wanted to spend more time with Sapnap and Dream since they were always busy with their stream stuff

You made popcorn for you all and sat between the two boys so they could both reach while you held it.

Sapnap and Dream had been betting on the game

You warned Sapnap not to but he unwisely didn’t listen

Just like you predicted his team lost and he ended up owing Dream money.

Sapnap started yelling, slumping down in his seat in frustration

“You’re such a sucker for gambling, you’ve got to get it together man.” Dream laughed, pissing Sapnap off even more. “You’re an easy scam.”

“Fuck you dude.” Sapnap spit

“Better start kissing my ass or I’m going to add interest to that shit.” Dream chuckled as he teased his best friend.

Sapnap flung himself up out of his seat on the couch next to you

He startled you, making you flinch and throw popcorn all over the place

You clung on to the popcorn bowl and curled up on to the couch and Sapnap paced the living room

Dream noticed you freaking out and decided to speak up

“Sapnap chill out dude, you’re obviously freaking out Y/n”

Sapnap stopped pacing and turned to look at you

“I’m so sorry Y/n, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

The boys decided maybe it wasn’t the best time to watch football so they turned on a nice movie instead

You curled up next to Sapnap on the couch and both fell asleep during the movie.

Dream left and went to his room to sleep, turning off the lights and throwing a blanket over the two of you.

Taglist

@graymoon2 @allywritesforfun @wrenqueenisboss @graymoonspam @bi-narystars

#dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound x reader #wilbur soot x reader #karl jacobs x reader #sapnap x reader #x reader #mcyt #mcyt x reader #dsmp #dsmp x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt oneshots #dsmp imagine #dsmp oneshots #fluff #angst #cloud writes #clouds library books

[billzoned]

new ! intro

vee, or anything else. im nonbinary, they/he. i'm not a minor. royale high addict. i write fanfiction, sometimes. though, my posts are very inconsistent and i rarely have any motivation to write much. tw for nsfw fics !!

!! full hiatus. will take requests, but not writing atm !!

i'm not necesarily a dream fan, nor a dream anti. i'm neutral– i don't waste my life hating on people because they've been falsely accused of grxxming, or other things. i'll still write for him, and the rest of the dteam.

wips ! 4 (7..)

anons ! 🍭

list of people that i write for ;

(♡=fluff ! ☆=nsfw ! ⛆=angst)

c/cc! dream // ♡, ☆, ⛆

- praise - ☆

c/cc! gnf // ♡, ☆, ⛆

- intertwined - ☆

c/cc! sapnap // ♡, ☆, ⛆

- anger - ☆

c! wilbur // ♡, ⛆

c/cc! quackity // ♡, ⛆

c! techno // ♡, ⛆

- snow storm - ♡

or– any other c! dsmp // ♡, ⛆

personal favs ;coming soon.

i'm also a reality shifter– since late 2021. "quit" after i tried shifting on my first attempt and it didnt work, and then came running back to it a year later. shifted 0x. quite a few drs at the moment. some of them below ;

( bold = main ! italicized = finished )

- streamer dr // fem and masc

- resident evil 4 remake

- dream smp / lore

- the walking dead

- my hero academia

- jujutsu kaisen

- genshin impact

- call of duty: mw2

- ghost (band)

- creepypasta

- attack on titan

- south park

- bg3 (🫶)

boundaries under cut. ✁

I WILL NOT WRITE ; severely mental health related, sxlf hxrm, pxdophilia or ageplay, ANYTHING WITH FEET NO... roleplaying (i js cant write it), pet play type stuff, watersports, scat, anything nonconsensual– dubcon to a limit, anything nsfw with afab! reader being on their period, anything with pregnancy (js really iffy. ill write creampies n stuff but nono pregnancy), beastiality, vore, or anything against anyone's boundaries.

I WILL WRITE ; nsfw (ofc), ships, dark angst (for c! people only :'3), bdsm (to a limit, again), gore/dark content (to a limit.), oneshots or longer fics, fem/afab! reader, gn! reader

I CANT WRITE ; anything with taylor swift i'm sorry- i don't know her songs, and i can't listen to her songs like CAAAAN'T help

REQUESTS ; requests are open, and welcome!! u can even be an anon, if u want :3

ty for reading!! xx – i had another post about me, but it was a tad bit outdated so i've now replaced it with this one :3

ps. sorry for how long this is :( i tried to make it short-ish but it didnt rlly work out :'3

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#ゞbillzoned #mcyt #sapnap #smut #dream #georgenotfound #dsmp #dteam #dream smp #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #technoblade #wilbur soot #quackity #dream x reader #gnf x reader #dteam x reader #technoblade x reader #quackity x reader

[aranora]

Opening requests (And some information!)

Note from me: Hello! I haven't written anything or posted in a little over a year now due to lack of motivation and ideas but I'm wanting to get back into it so here I am! I haven't written anything mcyt based but I have been a fan of the dsmp and people surrounding it for a while! Request information: I will write fluff, angst, smut (Boundaries will be below), head canons, Au's and works based on other stories (As long as the author is fine with their characters being used!) I won't write incest, heavy yandere themes, anything to do with minors (For smut) or heavy topics that may make me or other readers uncomfortable. If I haven't explicitly said I will or won't write on something feel free to ask about it! <3 Depending on the topic, my writing may be better or worse if it's something I'm more interested in. Who I will write for: c!wilbur (Will also write for the burs) c!quackity (No smut, I don't believe they are comfortable with it!) c!schlatt c!Karl jacobs c!sapnap c!george c!punz c!foolish c!eret Not limited to just these characters though those are the main ones, I'm fine with writing for anyone as long as it follows their boundaries. I won't write smut for cc's or if they have stated they don't feel comfortable with it! Stories will be based on their character unless stated otherwise!

-Kai <3

#mcyt x reader #mcyt smut #dsmp smut #wilbur smut #bursonas #simpbur #x reader #simpbur x reader #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt smut #sapnap x reader #sapnap smut #george x reader #georgenotfound #georgenotfound x reader #foolish x reader smut #foolish smut #foolish x reader #punz x reader #punz smut #punz x reader smut #eret x reader #eret smut #karl x reader #karl jacobs smut #reqs open

[noki-is-soup]

DTKQ as Dads

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of angst

Pairings: cc!Dream, cc!Sapnap, cc!George, cc!Karl, cc!Quackity (All romantically)

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Dream- One of the best partners you could ask for. He would turn this kid into an athlete as soon as he could. Almost any time you look outside, you can see them running around. Dream would purposely miss shots just so your guys’ kid could win. As they grew up, Dream would slowly up his skill, just so it starts becoming a real competition every time they play. When you two are watching their games, he would keep his arm around your waist and your head on his shoulder. The only place he struggles is dressing the poor child.

“Surprise! New clothes!” Dream walks into your guys’ bedroom with your child dressed in flashy clothes that don’t match.

“Oh, angel. What did Daddy do to you? Come here.”

Sapnap- Sapnap is another very sporty partner, but he mostly focuses on basketball. By the time your kid is ten, they can probably shoot three-pointers with decent accuracy. Sapnap would definitely try to convince you to play with them, especially with the adorable smile they both shared. Anytime you and Sapnap got into a fight, he would try to cook you something for forgiveness. When it failed horribly, he tried to jokingly blame it on the toddler. Now, this child was obviously half his DNA, because they started arguing with him instantly.

One day, when you were all watching a movie, your baby started wheezing. Obviously, both of you were concerned. Later on, you realized they were just laughing. Sapnap’s face suddenly dropped, concerning you greatly.

“That child… is mine, right? Not, um, Dream’s?”

“No, you are my one and only, don’t worry. I think we just need to go have a chat with Uncle Dream about how much time he’s spending with our baby,” you jokingly replied.

George- The type of dad to let his kids climb all over him and do his make up, FOR SURE. His kids could ask for the moon and he would give it to them. George would also be the one to go take care of the baby when it cried at night while you slept. He wouldn’t want to wake you, and he probably wouldn’t ever tell you that he woke up, just so you don’t feel bad.

“Did [child’s name] wake up last night?” You looked at him with a small smile on your face.

“Nope. Slept like a log,” George lied, kissing your forehead.

Karl- He wouldn’t be able to give up that child for a second. Dropping then off at daycare, even just putting them down for a nap or to go to bed would force tears into his eyes. He hated leaving his child. But, if he was sad, you got cuddles, so it wasn’t the worse thing in the world. Karl would make sure he could show up to all of his child’s events, no matter how busy he is. He would definitely want more than one kid, having too much love to give to just you and one child.

“Karl? Come to bed. They’ll be okay,” you say from the doorway. He looks at you with tired eyes and one of his children in his arms.

“But. What if they have a nightmare? Who’s going to comfort them?” He looked down at them. His eyes were bloodshot and he had bags around his eyes.

“They’ll be okay, baby. Please just come to bed. You’ll see them in the morning.” You grab the child in his hands and put them in the crib. You grab his hands and pull him up.

Quackity- The sweetest dad ever. The type of dad to carry their child to bed when they fall asleep in the car. On family nights, he would always pick games he played in his childhood and would always try to throw some Spanish in here and there, hopefully helping them learn another language. He’s very close with his family, so he would always take them to his parents’ house so they can see their grandparents. Since he loves driving, he always takes the kids on a drive so they will fall asleep.

“They won’t stop crying, and I don’t know what to do,” you cried, exhausted from not sleeping. You held your child in your hands and cried. You felt like a terrible parent.

“Go to sleep, mi amor. I’ll take them for a drive.” He took them from your arms and kissed you softly. You watched as the child flailed in his arms as he took them out of the room. You passed out almost instantly.

#noki:blushed: #dream x y/n #dream x reader #dreamwastaken #sapnap x y/n #sapnap x reader #sapnap fluff #sapnap #georgenotfound x reader #gnf x y/n #mcyt x gender neutral reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt #georgenotfound #karl jacobs #karl jacobs x reader #karl jacobs x y/n #quackity #quackity x reader #quackity x y/n

[sapybara]

I’m already losing my mind at the angst of Squidcraft being the first event where cc’s from both of Quackity’s communities were playing and him trying to genuinely balance that and instead have everyone mistrust him right before he died. His English friends do not understand how many people he’s losing because they don’t know any of them. At the same time he doesn’t want them to die and tries to be with them but not paint a target on his back.

Quackity angst goes so hard. First of all, all of his boyfriends, fiancees and more-than-friends were there, so that was the first problem. Then, the death started and he lost Luzu while being with Dream and Sapnap, but they couldn't understand him; he lost Karl and couldn't even process it before he saw Missa's death announcement and absolutely lost it. He was grieving his friend, then the night happened and he lost Dream too. When he tried to talk to Sapnap and George they told him to fuck off bc he wasn't with them to protect him. They think he betrayed them. AND ON TOP OF THAT no one trusted him. The hispanic thought he was spying for the english and vice-versa. He died being hated by both of the sides, he was stuck in a limbo and he couldn't get out of it

#except for Rubius. they died together #they always die together its kinda poetic #tea.talk

[the-final-sif]

re: the dreblr shipping poll, here's a list of my c!Dream ships off the top of my head. I'm not a big shipper when it comes to the stuff I create, just 'cause I tend to focus on platonic stuff. But in general, I tend to be cool with any ship as long as the story/idea surrounding it is interesting, but there are some dynamics that I think are more interesting than others.

c!Dream x c!George (c!dnf) - Both very fucked up & I love that for them. Great h/c potential, most likely of the c!Dream ships to end up canon. Let cc!Dream have his villain boyfriends he deserves them! >:(

c!Dream x c!Sapnap (c!dreamnap) - Excellent angst, very funny if they end up together post-prison b/c c!Quackity just cannot get a break. Lots of interesting dynamics throughout their storylines.

c!Dream x c!Fundy - Shortlived but very funny, I enjoy this ship but I also like them as really awkward exes. Becomes 5x funnier with c!Wilbur being Fundy's dad.

c!Dream x c!Punz - It's them against the world!!! I like them no matter what dynamic they have, but I do think romantic has some excellent angst in there, and a good deal of comedy.

c!Dream x c!Techno (c!Dreamnoblade) - The concept of these two idiots managing to get into a romantic relationship is absolutely absurd. 10/10 for miscommunication potential, with an added bonus of the rest of the server's reaction.

c!Dream x c!Wilbur (c!Dreambur) - Lots of great routes this can go, from angst, to horror / thriller, to the amazing humor of c!Tommy finding out his brother has decided to get with c!Dream. Great dynamic, excited for it to be confirmed they canonically fucked and for cc!Wilbur to say their relationship is open to interpretation and that the sex was a part of both of their character's competitive nature.

c!Dream x c!Quackity - Excellent horror / thriller pair, fucked up no matter how you look at it. I want to see them ruin each other.

c!Dream x c!Sam (c!Awesamdream) - Hey cc!Sam? Hey. Hey. Hey cc!Sam? Why does your character want to own men so badly? Why was there glass? Why scrapbook? Please explain the words you've said. I have. Questions. Thoughts. The general desire to kinkshame. Good dynamic 10/10.

c!Dream x DreamXD - Listen, DreamXD is canonically a god who liked Dream's look enough to steal it. Their relationship is incredibly weird, and I cannot think of anything funnier than finding out XD has a crush on the guy he's kinning.

c!Dream x c!Philza (c!Dreamza) - The beauty of this ship was recently introduced to me by the dreblr poll itself. The sheer comedy of c!Wilbur needing to emotionally deal with c!Dream being his new step-dad, to say nothing of anyone else's reaction, makes this the best ship on the list. I don't even need them to actually be dating, I just need the server to be convinced they're dating. I've broken down laughing about this idea 4 times now. Absolute gold.

#dsmp #dream smp #dreblr #c!dream #sif speaks #my headcanons #also to be clear in c!dreamza c!kristen is still ther #shes just busy in the death world and probably set this situation up for her own amusement

[enderpearl-earrings]

You Weren’t Alone After All (C!Dream x GN Reader)

Angst?? On MY page?? Please send requests, what am I supposed to do, come up with ideas myself?? Awful. GN is gender neutral btw :)

This is a shorter one shot than I usually do, but honestly it’s easier for me to write for the ccs since there is so much lore that I’m not caught up with

“I love you.” The man towered above you as he spoke, porcelain mask slick with rain. Beads of water dripped from his dirty blond hair that was tied back in a haste. The grey sky dampened the mood of what was supposed to be a happy occasion. You had been waiting for him to say those three words to you for years. 

He extended a gloved hand to you, pushing aside his green cloth cloak. As you reached out to him, a pang inside you told you that something was off. Hesitating, you drew your hand back. 

“What’s the matter, love?” As he tilted his head to the side, his colors blended together a minuscule amount, something that would only be noticeable to someone who had been here before many a time. 

“Please stop.” The teardrops that stung your eyes were involuntary. You hadn’t yet put your finger on what was wrong, why you had felt you had lived this memory already, or why him saying those three words you had always wanted him to only made you feel hurt inside.

“Y’know something I’ve always admired about you is that you’re so...” He quieted for a moment, watching the tears slip down your face. “...pathetic.”

A crack of thunder woke you, eyes darting around the dark room in a panic. As you clutched your chest and tried to regain your breath, you could feel your heart race. Heaving out a sigh, you tucked your knees into your chest. 

Maybe this repetitive dream was telling you that you needed closure. You hadn’t seen Dream since the day he left, the rain pouring almost as hard as it was in the current moment. It wasn’t that you didn’t have the opportunity. You had plenty of chances before he was apprehended. You couldn’t face the distress of loving him and knowing he would not love you back. 

He wasn’t a good person. But that didn’t stop you from wanting him. More specifically, the him you met when you stumbled upon a small house in the middle of the lake. The man who cared for his friends, who laughed, who cried, who saddled up Spirit with you just to go on long horseback rides together. 

You couldn’t bring yourself to believe that was the same man who is sitting in Pandora’s Vault. But you hoped in desperation that he was in there somewhere. The last year had seeded doubts in you, wondering if the man you fell in love with was all just a ruse, a manipulation tactic. 

There was something still pulling you to him, even after you had distanced yourself from everyone who reminded you of him. You cut ties with George, Sapnap, Bad, Tommy, everyone. You thought if you could be alone, you could have a clean slate. But you were never alone. The ghost of Dream haunts you everywhere you turn, day and night. Such is life. 

You just had to go to the prison. There was no other option. Maybe if you saw him again, really saw him for what he was in that cell, you could move on, and be comfortable with the fact that he would spend the rest of his godforsaken life rotting behind those obsidian walls.

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The ride to Pandora’s Vault was long, your horse displeased with his coat being drenched. The torrential downpour from last night had continued into the morning. You had tried to wait it out in your cabin, but it showed no sign of letting up. Not wanting to back down while you still had the courage, you tacked up and pressed on. 

Knowing your horse would not roam far, you unbridled him and released him to graze. Drawing in a deep breath, you approached the guard standing at the front doors, who escorted you to a lobby-looking area to wait for Sam. Once Sam had entered the room and given a slight nod, the guard returned to his post outside.

“Who are you.” The tone in Sam’s voice made it clear this was not a question.

“I’m here to see Dream. Is that okay?” Your voice grew meek as your word count increased. 

Sam pulled a trident out that had been strapped to his back, voice dark. “I said, who are you.” 

“I’m Y/n, I’m a--I used to be an old friend of Dream’s.” Taking a shaky breath, you continued. “I have no interest in aiding in his escape. All I seek is closure. I need to see for myself who he’s become.”

Sam scoffed. “What he is is a maximum-security prisoner charged with destroying L’Manberg and the Community House, attempting to frame Tommy, attempting total control--”

“I know, Sam. Please. Even just five minutes. Just a glimpse at him is all that I ask.” Your eyes plead for him to grant you this one thing. You would never bother him again if he let you have this.

Sam stayed silent as if he were made from obsidian and blackstone like the rest of the place. Finally, he spoke.

“Follow me. I’ll need all of your belongings besides the clothes on your back. This includes any armor, food, weapons, potions, etc.” Sam spoke in monotone as he was already moving toward the hallway as if he had given this speech many times before. You were just relieved he was granting you this one wish.

The item search got a little too close for your liking, but you understood that they couldn’t be too careful with a prisoner like Dream. It went fast enough, and your items had been secured in a locked chest. 

With each echoing step you took down the dark halls and into various rooms, your stomach twisted tighter. You didn’t expect visiting the prison to be a fun experience, but it was just hitting you how serious the situation is, and how dangerous Dream must be to have this many security measures in place. 

You hadn’t been paying attention to where you were going, too focused on convincing yourself not to turn tail and run. Just as you were about to tap Sam on the shoulder and tell him this was a mistake and apologies for wasting his time, he had announced you had arrived.

A wall of thick, flowing lava stood before you, searing your skin with its heat. Sam’s golden armor glowed in the orange light cast from the molten liquid. You were unsure how the cue was given to cut off the lava and extend the retractable bridge, but as soon as you would not be in danger of death from burning or a fall, Sam shoved you forward.

“You have an hour. I’ll come to retrieve you in exactly 60 minutes. Your time starts now.” Just as Sam is almost out of view, he turns back to add, “If you’re in mortal danger, call for help. There are cameras present.”

“Gee, that’s comforting.” You murmur, wincing as the sound of lava beginning to fall hits your ears. Looking around the room sent you into a panic. Upon first glance, you couldn’t find Dream. Sam had prided this prison as inescapable, but what if he had? 

“Tommy, I already told you--”

“I’m not Tommy.” You most likely wouldn’t have noticed where Dream was if he hadn’t spoken. He was sitting next to the lectern in such a way that it was almost hiding him.

“Oh.” All of the emotion drained from his voice, his shoulders slumping as he continued to face forward, head down. It stung a little that he seemed to not care who you were or why you were there. 

His orange jumpsuit was shredded in places as if he got in a fight and it was never replaced. His hair once had a shine to it, but now it was dull as could be. It had grown long, falling to a low point on his back. It looked matted and greasy as if he hadn’t had a shower in a long time. 

“Dream...it’s Y/n.” You began to approach him at a slow pace as if he were a wild animal you did not want to spook. As you sat down in front of him, he raised his head but did nothing else. 

Tears began to build in the corners of your eyes as you looked at his face. His face had been so marred with scars that it was difficult to see the freckles that used to be his defining feature. Some scars looked old, others new. His once bright green eyes were almost as dull as his hair. His mask that you had rarely seen him without laid at his feet, in pieces. 

“So now you decide to visit after I’ve taken a dive off the deep end. Some friend you are.” So he did remember you. If the words themselves weren’t enough of a context clue, the bitter pain in his voice told you all you needed to know. 

“Don’t put this on me. You lost yourself a long time ago.” You rested your palms on the floor, ready to run if he swung at you.

“Uh-huh, sure.” Sarcasm dripped off of every word.

“We tried to save you from yourself, Dream! Sapnap, George, and I! But you never listened. You and your god complex ruined your life, not us!” Tears fell down your face and onto the obsidian floor. “Don’t you dare tell me no one was there for you!”

“You know what is on you? It’s your mistake for trusting me. Maybe I was never that guy who you say I was. Maybe all I am is a toxic manipulator with a god complex.” Dream snapped back, words stinging you like poison.

“Yeah, I did make a mistake. And that mistake was ever falling in love with you. You’ve caused me nothing but suffering but I still am not over you. I want to believe that guy I fell in love with is in there but...” Holding your face in your hands, you let out a sob. You were so engrossed in your own emotions that you didn’t notice him grow quiet.

“You love me?” His now raspy voice fell just above a whisper.

“Unfortunately. All I ever wanted was for you to love me back, was for you to say you loved me. That’s what I wanted that day you left, when I poured my heart out to you, telling you not to go.” Voice shaking, you pressed on. “But you made your decision that day. You turned your back on everyone who cared about you.”

Shoulders shaking, you held your knees in a vice grip. 

“I’m sorry I ever felt anything for a monster like you.” If you had looked up from the obsidian floor, you would have noticed Dream’s expression crack at the sudden chill of your voice.

Dream raised a hand, leaving it hovering in the air as he hesitated. Closing his eyes, he brushed strands of hair out of your face, wiping tears as he did so. His hand lingered by your ear for longer than he meant to.

“I’m sorry too.” Dream murmured, sounding defeated and tired. He was already in his own personal hell and wasn’t sure why watching you cry because of him made his chest ache. 

The sizzling sound that indicated the lava flow ceasing meant that your visit was over. It was then that Dream said something that surprised you.

“Please come back.” His sudden change in attitude scared you, but you supposed that was common in people forced into solitary confinement. 

You began to stand, Dream grabbing your wrist as you did. “Dream I...I don’t know that I can.” You couldn’t afford to give yourself hope that he felt anything for you. You had to convince yourself that he was only a villain, nothing more. I was for your own sake.

“Please. Just once more. All I ask.” You began to think that he was acting like this just to get someone who would help him escape Pandora’s Vault. However, the desperation in his eyes planted seeds of doubt.

“Goodbye, Dream.” As you approached Sam, you internalized everything that had happened. Instead of closure, the past hour had only left you with more questions than answers. 

You knew it would be better for you to stay away, to turn your back and never go to him again. But it was so hard to stay away, wasn’t it?

#dream smp x reader #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #dsmp fanfic #dream smp #dream smp fanfiction #dsmp x reader #c!dream x reader #dreamwastaken #dsmp #x reader fanfiction #c!dream

[barbararomance]

the accident, quackity!

synopsis! "and you know.. damn well, for you i would ruin myself.. a million little times." PAIN, MENTIONS OF KYS, HATE, STAN SLANDER, CC BEING BASHED FOR HAVING AN S/O, BE SAFE READING THIS IT LOWKEY DONT MAKE SENSE BUT ENJOY ILYSM

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you scrolled through your twitter feed using a private account and admired all the praise your boyfriend, quackity. gets from all his fans, you knew well he deserved each and every words of appreciation and admiration. he was currently lounging close by, possibly preparing for a stream. "hey babe, could you come help me real quick!" he called out and you quickly headed to his direction, you see he was struggling with setting up a few things making you chuckle "you should know this already, you kidding me?" you tease him. quackity pretended to be offended and you both burst into a fit of laughter together. "there you go, don't make a mess and have fun!" you say before sharing a good luck kiss with him. headed back to your phone, you felt uneasy. it was also hearable that your boyfriend was.. panicking? you were gonna head to where he was to check if he was alright but a notification popped up on your phone capturing your attention. it was a bunch of private messages... @/alexsversion: you're dating quackity?? @/mcytenjoyer420: bruh you're too ugly for quackity LEAVE KARLS HUSBAND ALONE @/quackityhqrealgf: hey didn't know i had an impostor @/gaggingondik: leave alex alone he's literally out of your league @/dweamygwoggy: literally kys

this was impossible, the two of you were absolutely careful. you closed your phone, wishing no longer to see the compilation of hurtful words his "fans" were spamming your main account. you headed to him and he was indeed talking to chat, you noticed he was nervously talking about.. you. he was publicly announcing his relationship.. with you.. no. he was so uncomfortable with it, he wasn't ready to show you to the world because he just wanted it to be the you two.. he just wanted you. you pulled up his stream silently while listening to him live, you read the chat and many of them were not too happy.. jealous.. angry.. barely anyone was supportive. @/getkrissedbozo: pls alex we know you don't get bitches @/quackitystan69: NOOOOOOOOO PLS SAY ITS A PRANK @/toofbruhsh: she kinda ugly for you @/karlnapitytruther: YOU CHEATING ON KARL AND SAPNAP WTF "yes i do have a girlfriend.. and i love her very much.." you looked at him heartbroken, it was a very beautiful moment of honesty. you watch him quickly end the stream and fall down on his knees in fear. you rushed to him and held him, you carefully brushed his hair and looked at him with worry.. "you didn't have to do that.. what happened?" you ask in a calm voice.. "i'm sorry y/n.. i accidentally started the stream when i asked for your help.. i panicked.. i told them about you.. i'm sorry.. i really wanted it to be more special.. i'm really sorry it had to be this way.. i'm sorr-" you kissed him to stop his worries. "don't be sorry alex, it's gonna be okay. we'll be okay.." you cooed as your foreheads touched in a loving second. "y/n.. espero que sepas que me arruinaría por ti. un millón de pequeñas veces."

#quackity imagine #quackity x reader #quackity x you #quackity x y/n #quackity angst #barbararomance wrote this!

[sanderchu]

❀what can I get you?❀

⇨⚠︎Please read the ‘rules’, ‘what I make’, deletion part of it all (under masterlist), + masterlist before requesting! ⚠︎⇦

⫸About me

Name: Sander (nicknames are fine since I have a habit of giving ppl nicknames)

Sexuality: Pansexual 💕💛💙

Pronouns: Any :) (prefers they/them more but doesnt matter!)

editor: @rayneywidows

Discord: ᴀɴɢᴇʟ✧.*#0414

a bit more about me :]

⫸writing rules/boundaries

Masterlist

Deletion part of my writings/request

- I make hcs

- Little writings

- Fluff, angst, etc etc (no smut!)

I Write for

- Dsmp (mostly Bc It’s what I started with)

- Haikyuu

- Genshin

-Bsd (bungo stray dogs)

-Sk8 the infinity

(Goes for everyone just not gonna change it because it’s already just there, maybe later if this goes well)

I dont write for pregnant reader I don’t feel comfortable! Please respect that ty

I will write time skips

- I don’t just write x reader I write about duos or groups (cricket crew, crimeboys, dteam, etc.) and also lore and little side stories about the lore and tales of the smp (Ik people won’t care but I just wanted to say it) also I don’t ship the groups or duos it’s more like little hangouts and just things they would do

- I also write really any au for any fandom listed

- All readers Are gn (gender neutral) unless the request says to put a certain one or I put a gender role otherwise but apart from ranboo he is always with a male reader

- if you want a platonic person w/ reader please state that if not it will turn out x reader and ik some ppl like platonic sometimes (and if you are requesting multiple people you can put the people that you want to be platonic, ex: Dream, tommy (platonic), Wilbur (platonic) sapnap. Or if you want them all to be platonic you can mention it in the beginning or end of your request)

-I write for c! And cc! As well so if you want c please mention that if not it’s automatically going to be cc

- ranboo is always x male reader or trans ftm reader for obvious reasons unless is a friendship thing then the reader will be gender neutral or Fem or anything else

- Tommy is always now platonic due to recent news! (He has a gf)

- I make writings based on songs so if you want that just give me the person then the song name :) I love a challenge

- I also make writing with one or two words so all you really have to do is give me one or two words and the character you want :)

-I don’t write for billzo since it’s against his boundaries!!!

⫸extra run throughs

Not a rule person but I must mention this just in case

-I don’t write rape, pedos, etc it’s just not right (sh I don’t mind but I will always keep it to a minimum)

- I do not write smut I don’t really want to. Also I respect others boundaries and try to stick to the fluff and other things apart from smut

- Tubbo and tommy is always platonic since he has a partner so tubbo and tommy is more friendship and nothing relationship wise

- I don’t not write pregnant Reader I personally just don’t like it but I will write reader raising a kid with a dsmp person (never tommy tho or just any young one)

-hate makes me laugh- just putting that out there- I don’t take hate seriously lmao no reason to take it seriously when this is the internet

Mutuals

Taken Anon Emojis

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[cloudslostlibrary]

A new book has been found !

Book Title: Quit Moping Around

Characters: CC! Dreamwastaken, Reader, CC! Sapnap

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Summary: Dream is upset about Dream Team Christmas not happening so Sapnap invites you over to help cheer him up.

TWs: A few swears

Masterlist

“What?? Did something happen?? Are you all alright??” You started to panic, Sapnap was never one for serious conversations.

“What?? Did something happen?? Are you all alright??” You started to panic, Sapnap was never one for serious conversations.

“What?? Did something happen?? Are you all alright??” You started to panic, Sapnap was never one for serious conversations.

“No one is physically hurt,” he prefaced, “but the news about George’s visa has really got him shut down.”

Sapnap’s words got you thinking, “Dream has been talking to me a lot less,” you added, “I didn’t realize he was so hung up on it.”

“Me neither, but that’s why I called you.”

Your friend went over his plan. He was going to fly you out tomorrow and have you stay with the two boys until Dream was acting himself again.

Sapnap’s voice rang with urgency and even over the phone you could tell his face was riddled with worry.

After you both decided on your plans you immediately started packing bags for your trip in the morning.

“Beep, beep!” Your alarm clock buzzed as you wiped the sleep from your eyes.

“I guess it’s time to go,” you slapped the alarm to turn it off, throwing yourself out of bed and getting ready to leave.

Your flight was mostly uneventful. There was a little issue with the planes. Nothing big but the airport had you switch gates a few times before they eventually decided to have you all board the original plane you were intended to.

Normally in a situation like this you would complain to your boyfriend. He was always the best at comforting you when you needed it.

“Dream,” you’d say, “these people can’t decide what gate we’re leaving from! I’ve had to walk back and forth between gates about a dozen times!”

But you couldn’t look for comfort in him at the moment. He was the one who needed it from you.

You can’t pour from an empty cup it seems.

When you walked off the plane the scorching Florida heat beat down on you. It was always you least favorite part of Florida. Despite the weather, you could hardly contain your excitement. Once you got your luggage off of the carousel you looked around, immediately spotting the Texan you were searching for.

“Hey!” You ran up to him, throwing an arm over his shoulder for a hug.

“Hey, Y/n!” Sapnap reciprocated your hug.

“How’s he doing?” You asked, handing him your luggage.

“Not too great, he’s going to be so happy to see you though! You’re just what he needs!”

“I sure hope so.”

…

“I’ve got some errands to run, I’ll be back later.” Sapnap told you through the car window before pulling out of the driveway and heading down the road.

“Whew,” you left out a deep sigh before knocking on the door.

“Knock, knock.”

No response.

“That’s weird,” you thought. “Maybe I just need to knock louder.”

“Knock, knock.” This time your knock was twice as loud, still thought to no avail.

“Knock, knock.”

“Where could he even be?” You thought to yourself.

“Knock-“ the door swung open aggressively.

“WHAT?! Oh-“ Dream calmed down once he realized that it was you standing on the doormat in front of him and not some pesky salesman like he thought.

“Y/n, what are you doing here? Where’s Sapnap?” Your boyfriend questioned, leaning out the door to look around.

“Uh,” you chuckled, “can I maybe come inside first? It’s kind of hot out here-“

Oh shit, yeah,” Dream stepped out of the doorway to let you pass through. “My bad.”

Once you were inside Dream shut the door and took your bags from you.

Placing your bags in his room Dream repeated himself, “so, where’s Sapnap gone? And what are you doing here?”

“Sapnap,” you started as you sat down on the couch, “went to run some errands. And I’m here because we were all worried about you.”

Dream scoffed, taking his phone out of his pocket and opening it, “I’m fine, you really didn’t have to do this.”

“I’m your partner, why wouldn’t I?”

Dream let out a sigh but didn’t look up from his phone.

“What are you doing?” You asked standing up.

When Dream didn’t answer again you simply snatched his phone out of his hands.

“Seriously?!” You looked down at your boyfriends texts with the British man.

“I came all this way to make you feel better and you’re standing in front of me texting George?!”

“What did you expect me to do? Drop everything immediately?” Dream took his phone back.

“No, but I expected you to at least give me the time of day!” You yelled at him and turned, starting to walk away.

“Hey,” Dream spoke, throwing his open phone on the couch and walking after you. “I’m sorry.”

You turned back around to face him, “I know you’re hurting right now, but that doesn’t give you the right to be a dick.”

“I know, I know.” Dream wrapped you up in a hug. “I’m sorry baby. You didn’t deserve that. My anger was misplaced.”

You leaned into the hug and tightly embraced him.

“I love you,” Dream mumbled, kissing the top of your head.

“I love you too,” you lifted your head from its place on your boyfriend's chest to kiss his lips, staying in the moment for a second before Dream pulled away for a breath, resting his hands on your hips.

“How long are you staying for?” He asked, smiling at you.

“WOOO!” Dream sat down on the couch, pulling you down with him. “This is going to be great! Wait! This will be our first New Years together!”

“Yeah!!” You exclaimed in agreement.

You looked Dream up and down. He looked completely different from when you first walked in. Although his clothing remained the same his demeanor changed entirely. The sparkle in his eyes was back and you couldn’t have been happier about it.

“I’m so glad you’re here baby, I didn’t realize how deep in my slump I was. I didn’t even notice Sapnap had left until you got here because I had been sleeping all day.”

“I’m happy I could be here for you, but don’t thank me. This was all Sapnap’s idea.”

As though he heard his name and came running, once you finished your sentence Sapnap opened the front door and walked inside.

“Sapnap! Brother!” Dream ran to his best friend and hugged him tight, “thank you so much for bringing Y/n here.”

“Of course man. I hated seeing you so down like that.” Sapnap wrapped his arms around Dream like his life depended on it.

“Ahem,” you cleared your throat, gaining the boys’ attention.

“Get over here, Y/n,” Sapnap and Dream laughed as you walked over to join the group hug.

You all spent the rest of the day hanging out and watching movies till the middle of the night. Sapnap laid sleeping on the ground wrapped in blankets as you cuddled into Dreams chest on the couch.

Dream looked down at you and pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, “you are amazing.” He whispered.

“Mhm,” you mumbled half asleep in his arms.

“I love you so,” Dream whispered, kissing your head, “so,” he repeated, kissing you again, “so much.” He finished placing a final kiss on your head.

“I love you too.” You whispered quietly in response.

Sapnap stirred in his makeshift bed on the living room floor causing Dream to try to look down at him. Not very successfully however, seeing as it was pitch black.

“Love you too Sapnap, if you’re awake.” Dream furrowed his brows, holding in his laugh.

“Love… you… too man.” Sapnap responded in a mumbled whisper, definitely still sound asleep.

You fell asleep with a smile plastered on your face, feeling the love boiling over in the room. Dream however, spent most of the night just taking in the feeling of you lying asleep, with his best friend nearby. He had forgotten how much he loved you guys while he was busy missing George. He was in such pure bliss that when he fell asleep, he too had a smile lighting up his face.

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