#georgenotfound x reader

Mon, 01 Nov 2021 01:05:40

The One That Got Away

*has a bunch of requests i could do*
*proceeds to write this instead*

pairings: georgenotfound x reader

pronouns: non used

genre: ansgt. just pure angst. im sad

summary: maybe in another lifetime it could’ve worked out

warnings: this is sad :( argument, breakup, slight dissociation also a pretty heated make out scene, mention of su*cide

Summer after high school when we first met

The sounds of cheering filled the air. You had finally graduated high school! You had worked so hard to make sure you got into the college you wanted and all your work was paying off with a high GPA.

“y/n”

Turning around, your eyes meet a pair that you recognized. It was a brunette boy from your biology and English class. You always found him very nice looking, and from what you had seen and heard he was a really good person and the few times you did speak to him he lived up to that.

“hey! George, right?”

He nodded his head and a small smile graced his face

“yeah that’s me! I just came to congratulate you”

Small talk filled the empty space between the two of you until he finally built up the courage to ask

“do you wanna go get lunch together sometime? or breakfast if that works better- or we could always do dinner but that’s probably not as good or if you want-”

“I would love to”

We’d make out in your Mustang to Radiohead

They say you only find one true love in your life. You finally found yours. You and George had been together for a year now and you couldn’t imagine it any different.

Now in the back of his beaten down car, you moved in a heated passion filled with pure love. Lips locked together, tongues memorizing every inch of each others mouths, gentle hands caressing your face, and the soft noises that occasionally slipped past your lips.

He pulled away only slightly to mumble soft “I love you”’s against your lips and you smiled against him. As you pulled away to look into his eyes, a suffocating warmth fills your heart. His head dipped into the crevise of your neck, gently kissing the skin before leaving soft purple marks against your collarbone.

And on my 18th birthday we got matching tattoos

Two years. It had been two years that you spent together.

“George I’m scared”

His soft hands reached for yours, sqeezing gently.

“its okay I’m right here. It doesn’t hurt I promise”

You had decided to let George get his tattoo first, purely because of how scared you were, but after seeing the excitement in his eyes you took a deep breath and smiled.

A sun and a moon. A small sun was now tattooed onto George’s wrist, and a moon on yours. He truly was your sun.

The moon needs the sun to shine.

But the sun is fine without the moon.

If only you had realized sooner.

Used to steal your parents’ liquor and climb to the roof
Talk about our future like we had a clue

“Hurry george!”

As hard as you tried to sound serious, you couldnt help but giggle as he attempted to climb onto the roof. Finally reaching the top, you handed him the stolen bottle of vodka and a bottle of coke. Reaching his hands down he helped you climb up next to him, the both of youre cheeks hurt from the giddy smiles on your faces, elated from the stupidity of the situation, but also from the pure love of being with each other.

Finally sitting next to the boy, you got to look out at the horizon. Beautiful shades of pinks and oranges filled the sky, as if an artist had come and painted it, knowing exactly how to make it look perfect. and so it was.

It was perfect.

Never planned that one day I’d be losing you

Hot tears streamed down your flushed cheeks

“I cant spend every day with you y/n!”

“George its been a week and you’ve barely said a word to me!”

Maybe you were overreacting. Maybe it was nothing. But it hurt, and as soon as you tried to tell him how you felt, all of his walls came up. Seeing him this defensive was so different. It was terrifying…

“I have a life outside of you why cant you realize that!”

“All I want is for you to at least try include me! Since you started streaming its like I’m nothing anymore! Why cant you just fit me into your life…”

Your voice faded into a whisper

“i just want to know i mean something to you still”

In another life
I would be your girl
We’d keep all our promises
Be us against the world
In another life

I would make you stay
So I don’t have to say you were
The one that got away
The one that got away

“we’re forever right George?”

“forever”

Though you were both drunk out of your minds, you sat across from your lover, hands on the sides of his face which was filled with nothing but adoration.

“I promise”

I was June and you were my Johnny Cash
Never one without the other, we made a pact

Dancing around the kitchen to old Johnny cash songs, George’s eyes filled to the brim with fondness for the person dancing around, begging him to join. So he did. And so you spent god knows how long dancing and laughing to the songs that filled the room.

Sometimes when I miss you I put those records on

“okay you can open them”

your eyelids softly fluttered open, to see your lover standing nervously with a record in his hand. A Johnny cash record. He knew you had an old record player that your mother had gifted you when you were in your high school years. A tenderness pulled at your heart as you smashed your lips into his.

now those records sit in the corner of you room, haunting you with the memories that plagued your mind every night.

Someone said you had your tattoo removed

you tried everything to get rid of the thought of him, but it was like you could never escape it.

“hey y/n right?”

“yeah?”

A stranger stood in front of you. A look of pity on the young women’s face. You seemed to be getting a lot of those.

“you uh… you’re George ex right”

It felt like a stab through the heart. It felt like maybe it wasn’t true, but now hearing someone say it straight to your face. It hurt. You knew it would but perhaps that just made it worse.

“y-yeah I am”

“oh… I work at the tattoo parlor down the road”

The one you and George got your tattoos at.

“well I saw him come in today to get the tattoo removed… I’m so sorry…”

Oh.

He really had moved on, huh.

Little did you know, George spent long nights staring at the tattoo on his wrist.

It felt like it was mocking him.

He just wanted to be able to forget you.

That’s what was best, right.

And so he got rid of anything that had any memories of you attached. He even got new sheets because if he focused enough he could still smell your perfume. Or perhaps that was just his mind holding on to the sweet smell, fooling him into a false sense of you still laying next to him, sharing soft kisses and sweet whispers.

Saw you downtown singing the blues
It’s time to face the music, I’m no longer your muse

A familiar voice chimed through the air. Turning around, you blocked out the sounds of your friends and your eyes caught onto the man who you had been trying so hard to move on from. He was singing a soft melody, a soft smile on his face.

He looked…

Happy.

All this money can’t buy me a time machine, no
Can’t replace you with a million rings, no

You were left with nothing. Even if you had more money than you ever had, even if your friends bought you supposed “early birthday” presents, that you knew were purely bought out of pity, nothing filled the emptiness that plagued you. It hollowed you out and and drained all of your energy. It taunted you and you saw his face in every stranger, heard his voice in every song.

Some days you would wake up smiling, your mind tricking you into thinking he was right there next to you. His skin against yours, his voice whispering sweet nothing into your ears.

I should’ve told you what you meant to me
‘Cause now I pay the price

“I cant do this”

Those four words. They ripped your chest open and pushed all the air out of your lungs.

“okay”

That’s all you could say. No other words could form on your tongue. You wanted to scream and yell and tell him how much you love him. How much you need him. But you couldn’t.

“goodbye y/n”

His voice drenched with pain, but still he gave you a soft smile. That stupid. stupid. smile.

As soon as he stepped outside, you fell to your knee’s, not caring about the bruises that would most definitely form later. Why couldn’t you run outside and beg him too stay.

Outside the front door, George fell apart. Why did he have to do this. He still loved you but he was scared. He was so scared. He did this to stop you from hurting but all he did was hurt you more. The look of agony framing your perfect face tormented him and still does to this day.

In another life
I would be your girl
We’d keep all our promises
Be us against the world
In another life
I would make you stay
So I don’t have to say you were
The one that got away
The one that got away

In the end, no matter how the stars aligned this lifetime just wasn’t made for you to be together. So you killed yourself in the most beautiful way possible. You fell in love with someone you couldn’t be with. In the end even if you were meant to be, you weren’t meant to last.

But you will look for him in every universe, every night sky, in every flower field, cause its always been him and always will be.

AUTHORS NOTE: lmaoooo im really sad rn so my brain said “write angst” and i said “yes” so know this ugly mess exists haha

Any comments, follows, likes and reblogs are appreciated

I love you all <3 drink water, eat food and take your meds.

#george x reader #georgenotfound x reader #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #dreamsmp x reader #dream x reader #gnf x reader #gnf angst #gnf x reader angst #x reader

Tue, 21 Sep 2021 03:56:30

Pet names <3

Hiiii so my adhd has been making hard to do like- anything at the moment. I promise ill try finish all the requests soon i just need to wait out this weird stage so take this in the mean time because apparently this is what my brain wants to write dfvbgrtnr

pairings: dream, george, sapnap, karl, quackity, wilbur, c!technoblade (seperate)

pronouns: none :D

warnings: swearing, mentions of nsfw (in dreams)

summary: just some headcanons about pet names

Dream:

- Pretty one/girl/boy

idk he just gives me the vibes. I feel like he would make it his mission in life to fluster you so these would give him that power. Definitely uses these to raise his own ego after seeing you get all flustered. (probably doesnt use these ALL the time but uses them when he feels a cocky bitch)

- Baby

this would probably be the most common one he uses. Its simple <3. I think he would way prefer “baby” over babe (or maybe thats just me hating the word babe)

- Bunny

This is the more flirtatious one. Only usually used in more heated situations. this man t h r i v e s from watching you get flustered from this.

George:

- Love/lovely

british. Thats it. Thats the tweet.

- your name

i feel like he would usually just say your name. i cant imagine him being as much into pet names

- Angel

he uses this when he wants something. this man is very convincing. 100% uses this when he feels needy or touch starved but he will never outright tell you so instead he just uses cute pet names and hopes you’ll pay attention to him. Give this man validation pls

Sapnap:

- Cutie

he called karl this on stream one time so i will stand by this till my dying breath. calling you this just adds fuel to his sassy, cocky ego but its okay because you love him for it <3

- pup or puppy

this just matches his vibe. he doesnt use this very often but he will use this when you are just cuddling or having really soft, fluffy moments

- my love

he just loves you man. He is so soft. ofc he will never admit it but he is <3

Karl:

- Bunny

Unlike dream, he is just a very soft boy and uses this pet name in a very fluffy way. this man would do anything for you. he just wants to hold youuu and you remind him of a bunny. fluffy and adorable <3

- beautiful

hes just a simp for you <3 he honestly thinks you are the most beautiful, gorgeous, angelic thing to ever walk this earth (and he is right <3)

- lovely/my love

i feel like he would use this one a lot. it just makes him feel so happy to be able to call you this <3 literally will giggle after calling you this just from the pure serotonin he gets <3 he is just so whipped for you

Quackity:

- mi amor

he feels so much pride calling you this. being able to call you a pet name from his first language is such a nice thing for him. its literally so sweet <3 he always says it with so much endearment too :( /pos

- mi alma

OKAY THIS TRANSLATES TO “MY SOUL” ERGERH. this is a special one for him. he wouldnt use this till he was so sure that you were meant for him. one night he walks into his bedroom after finishing editing, and you are in there waiting for him and when he walks in he see’s you cuddled up to tiger (his cat) and his heart just- melts. he just realized how in love with you he was and this is when he first called you mi alma

- baby

i feel like he would be someone who likes calling you baby just because its nice and gentle. this would be one that he would use more in like- everyday life and sentences.

Wilbur:

- dove

i- i cant explain it just- hear me out. sometimes he’ll call you “his little dove” i just-

- my love

he is so whipped for you but this man has so much confidence and honestly thrives off of calling you pet names and this one just makes him feel so nice ya know? its that reminder that you are his and he is yours <3

- darling

with his accent it just sounds so nice. he loves teasing you with this pet name sjsjfrherht. but also he is soft boy™ so he will just speak really gently and just be so whipped and soft for you

(im such a wilbur simp-)

c!Technoblade:

- my god/goddess

he loves seeing how you get all flustered <3 he just gets happy knowing HE can do that to you, ya know?

- my darling

okay hear me out. so piglins are rlly possessive, right. especially the brutes and so you are his darling. Not yandere or anything but just the way he feels so protective over you

- prince/princess/royalty

he will bow down to you. he just loves you man. he was never really fond of love before he met you. he never really thought he would ever fall in love or that anyone would ever love him and then you came along and just- he just wants to treat you like the royalty you are

hiii i hope you liked thisss <3 im hoping getting something published will help me finish all my drafts :0
i tried to keep these as gender neutral as possible :D

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Thu, 09 Sep 2021 05:56:34

I cant think of anything to write pls gimme requests <3

#dream x reader #dsmp x reader #wilbur soot x reader #sapnap x reader #karl jacobs x reader #quackity x reader #jschlatt x reader #georgenotfound x reader #mcyt x reader #ranboo x reader #tommyinnit x reader #tubbo x reader #techno x reader #technoblade x reader #slimecicle x reader #ghostbur x reader

#mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #wilbur soot x reader #sapnap x reader #quackity x reader #dream x reader #georgenotfound x reader #karl jacobs x reader #karlnapity x reader #nihachu x reader #prompt list #please send me asks pls im begging

Tue, 24 Aug 2021 18:53:24

hellooooo my lovesss <3

feel free too send requests ! just say something like “c!/cc!*name* x gn/f/m reader *idea or prompt*”

here are my prompts :D

FLUFF

“you look better in my clothes than i do.”
“i believe you.”
“is that my shirt?”
“can i play with your hair?”
“you can tell me anything.”
“isn’t the view beautiful?”
“my mother adores you.”
“they’re not you.”
“if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”
“did you just kiss me?”
“i’ve dreamt about this.”
“is that a drawing of me?”
“i didn’t mean to say that but yeah, i love you.”
“of course i will.”
“wow, you’re photogenic.”
“i thought you’d never ask.”
“quick, kiss me!”
“you cancelled plans for me?”
“i’ve never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time.”
“that is not what the instructions say.”
“you remembered?”
“stop looking at me like that!”
“has anyone told you that your eyes sparkle in the moonlight?”
“how mad would you be if i kissed you?”
“you’re hugging me too tight!”
“my lipgloss is all over your lips.”
“that’s the first time i’ve ever seen you smile.”
“you’re lucky you’re hot.”
“i didn’t know you could sing.”
“you weren’t supposed to hear that!”
“shut up before i kiss you.”
“you give me butterflies.”
“i can’t think around you.”
“i just wanted to make you laugh.”
“kiss me better.”
“why’d you stop?”
“you wrote me a song?”
“i’m not scared but if you are, you can hold my hand.”
“you ramble and it’s adorable.”
“are you blushing?”
“did i say that out loud?”
“hey, only i can call them that!”
“have you ever thought about how much worse our lives would be without each other?”
“i meant it when i said for better or for worse.”
“that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”
“nothing else matters except for you.”
“we could run away.”
“the world could be on fire and i’d still be happy as long as i’m with you.”
“they’re such an idiot. my idiot but still.”
“this isn’t adrenaline, i want to spend my life with you.”

• angst

“do you love them?”
“you’re not sorry.”
“how did you find out?”
“don’t lie to me.”
“am i not important to you anymore?”
“i didn’t realise i was such an inconvenience.”
“do you think about them when you look at me?”
“how many times am i supposed to forgive you?”
“don’t raise your fucking voice at me.”
“i trusted you.”
“are you ashamed of me?”
“it was open and i read it.”
“i can’t deal with you right now.”
“did you ever really love me?”
“i see the way you look at them.”
“if you can’t live without me, then die.”
“i don’t believe you.”
“all you had to do was stay.”
“i knew you were too good to be true.”
“i don’t need help and i don’t need you either.”
“some things aren’t meant to be.”
“all my friends told me you’d break my heart.”
“we can’t afford to do this anymore.”
“you deserve better.”
“it’s not safe.”
“i wish i’d never met you.”
“i can’t look at you.”
“get out.”
“was it worth it?”
“how could you let them say that about me?”
“there’s just no pleasing you, is there?”
“why don’t you give a shit?”
“how many times are you going to look me in the eye and lie to me?”
“i can’t do this if you don’t trust me.”
“find someone else then.”
“don’t touch me!”
“they were there. you weren’t.”
“i don’t want to spend another second with you!”
“is your image really more important than us?”
“you win.”
“this isn’t what i wanted to happen.”
“i’d take our relationship back in a heartbeat.”
“you two deserve each other.”
“can’t you listen for one second?”
“you’ll be happier without me.”
“if you loved me, you wouldn’t have done it.”
“don’t you try to explain yourself!”
“you can’t take back what you said.”
“i don’t see the same person i loved when i look at you anymore.”
“why didn’t you fight for us?”

Wed, 18 Aug 2021 07:24:34

Dreamwastaken:

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Georgenotfound:

Oneshots:

The One That Got Away: angst :(

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Sapnap:

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Midnight snack: fluff !

Headcanons:

Quackity:

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Karl:

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Wilbur:

Oneshots:

Silence: Angst -> fluff

Jealousy: Angst -> fluff

The End of Love: c!wilbur angst

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Niki:

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

c!Technoblade:

Oneshots:

I’ll love you till you learn to love yourself: hurt comfort (BIG TW)

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

#dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt masterlist #wilbur soot x reader #quackity x reader #nihachu x reader #dream x reader #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #mxyt x reader masterlist

c!Awesomedude:

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Ranboo (platonic):

Oneshots:

Feel better: Hurt comfort <3

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Tommy (platonic)

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Tubbo (platonic)

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:

Benchtrio (platonic)

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons
halloween

DreamTeam

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Headcanons:
halloween

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Mon, 16 Aug 2021 05:27:47

summary (they/them) tis the season to be in love! and ‘tis the season to have an excuse to kiss your mcyt lover, with the help of a poisonous garland.. (includes dream, george, sapnap, karl, quackity, bbh, c!technoblade, wilbur, punz, fundy, and eret)

warnings swearing, lots of kissing, maybe some suggestive themes? maybe

a/n merry very belated christmas, hannukah, kwanza and boxing day to those who celebrate! have a late fic for your winter fic needs, and have a happy new year my loves <3

hcs = headcanons btw,, this is my first try at this format so let me know if it’s alright!!

gif cred belongs to @anigifs18

dream
+ this man definitely put mistletoe somewhere in his gaming room the second it hit december
+ just for the excuse to kiss you all month
+ he doesn’t have all the time in the world despite the holiday season
+ so it was just a gesture to show some romance every time you visit his workspace
+ he also just likes the opportunity to give you that shit-eating grin every time you enter his office

“come in!” dream called out when he heard you knock at his door, making sure he was muted from the call with his friends.

“streaming?” you questioned quietly, peeking your head into the room. he turned his chair to you as he slung his headphones around his neck.

“nah,” he shook his head. “sap is, but i’m muted.” you smiled, opening the door further to slip in. “what’s up, babe?”

“brought some snacks,” you smiled, holding up a plate in one of your hands. “and water, ‘cause god knows you’re not drinking that.”

he chuckled with a grin. “thank you, babe. you’re very thoughtful.” you just hummed, placing the items onto his desk. “you know what that deserves?”

you arched an eyebrow at him as he leaned back in his gaming chair, a familiar mischievous smirk on his face. “what?” he pointed above him and you let out a laugh at the sight of the mistletoe just above his chair. “wow.” he just chuckled as you looked back down at him. “now i have to kiss you every time i come in here?”

“yep,” he hummed sweetly. “if you don’t, santa takes away one gift, you know.”

you let out another laugh. “is that so?” he nodded confidently, his leg bouncing his chair back and forth as he smirked at you. “you’re ridiculous, clay.”

“i know,” he chuckled as you finally leaned down to kiss your boyfriend. he hummed into it as you cupped his face in your hands. you nearly yelped when he pulled you onto his lap, deepening what was supposed to be an innocent kiss even further.

you two would have continued for as long as you liked had it not been for his friends beginning to scream for him, loud enough that it could be heard from the headphones around his neck. he groaned when you pulled away from him.

“i hate them.”

“go save those boys,” you snickered, lifting yourself from his lap.

he grumbled as he slipped his headphones back onto his ears, calling to you before you could close his door, “you better come see me again.”

george
+ it would have to be your doing
+ that man would be too embarrassed at just the THOUGHT of hanging it up
+ so you just strung it somewhere obvious, in a doorway somewhere
+ he notices it right away but he gets all nervous and blushy
+ you’ll have to nudge him to get him to actually kiss you
+ that poor boy is too embarrassed by the littlest things

george checked his phone briefly when he came to a stopping point in his editing, smiling when he saw you sent him a text not too long ago proclaiming you had made lunch. he happily shot you a text back saying he was making his way, standing from his chair and relishing in the moment he got to stretch his legs.

he heard your humming and smiled, heading straight for the kitchen. but when he reached the doorway, a bright green and red mistletoe stuck out from the white frame. he felt himself immediately turn red, seeing you were just inside the kitchen, cleaning up from making lunch.

“hey love,” you smiled. “hungry?”

“yeah, uh..,” he coughed. “did you.. put this here?” you looked up curiously, greeted with the sight of your red-faced boyfriend staring at the garland.

“oh, yeah,” you smiled. “i was finishing up decorating and found it.”

he nodded, eyes still glued to it. “well, then..” his eyes turned to where you smiled, resting your head in your hand. he looked at you like he was expecting you to know what his staying meant, and you did, but you wanted to hear him say it out loud.

“what is it?” you encouraged with a hum.

“well, i-it’s mistletoe,” your boyfriend spoke, gesturing to the plant. he let out an awkward laugh, “aren’t we gonna..?” he scoffed at your mischievous grin. “god, you just love to embarrass me!”

“i do,” you admitted. “do you want a kiss, george?”

“shut- don’t say it like that!” you laughed out again at his red face, walking over to him finally. “god, you’re going to be the death of me.”

“a pleasant way to die,” you smiled, taking his face into your hands. he rolled his eyes, though he was now smiling at you, too. you placed a sweet kiss to his lips that he quickly reciprocated, despite his former embarrassment.

“im keeping it up.”

“please don’t.”

sapnap
+ he’s such a little shit about it
+ for NO reason
+ he knows he can kiss you any time, any place
+ but the second there’s mistletoe around he gets a stupid smile
+ he’s all like “ohh y/n~~”
+ you’re like motherfucker just kiss me already
+ probably makes you kiss him first
+ for extra little shit points

“hmm, i wonder where this came from..”

“what’s that sap?” you hum, stepping away from the kitchen to see what he was muttering about. his wide, contagious grin brought a smile to your own face, though you knew nothing good could come from it.

“did you put this up, babe?” sapnap questioned, pointing at the mistletoe he had stationed himself under.

you crossed your arms, leaning in the kitchen doorway. “i didn’t, actually.” your boyfriend just hummed. “did you?”

“oh, no, i didn’t,” he shrugged, his tone a miserable attempt at innocence. “weird.”

“very,” you mused. you almost giggled aloud when your boyfriend looked over at you, eyes expectant and mischievous. “well, then you can take down the mystery mistletoe while i finish dinner.” you saw his expression drop for a moment when you barely turned toward the kitchen.

“what? no- you’re not even gonna kiss me?”

you giggled at your boyfriend’s pout, finally stepping forward and under the mistletoe. “you’re such a sap.”

“it’s in the name, babe,” he replied, his grin immediately returning as your hands slipped to his shoulders. you rolled your eyes before leaning up to give your boyfriend a sweet kiss that was too brief for his liking, chasing your lips for another when you tried to pull away. after a few giggly kisses, you finally managed to push sapnap away.

“you’ve had your wish,” you laughed. “i gotta finish dinner now.”

“alright, but the mistletoe’s staying!”0

karl
+ this cutie pie
+ loves the idea so much he considers investing in some mistletoe for your first christmas living together
+ too bad you beat him to it :))
+ walks in on you hanging it up and you’re like “!!get out!!”
+ he thinks you’re so adorable

“awww..,” karl cooed when he saw you standing on a step stool, attempting to paste the garland to the entrance of your shared bedroom.

your gaze snapped down to him and you lost your balance for a moment. “no- karl!” you huff with a pout, dropping your arms to your sides. “it was supposed to be a surprise!” the poorly taped mistletoe fell in an instant, tapping you on the head on its way down.

“aw, sweetie, it still is! i still love it,” karl grinned, walking over to wrap his arms around your waist. his head was at your stomach level, but your dramatic pout was still clear. “it definitely surprised me.”

“yeah, yeah,” you whined, lightly hitting his shoulder. “why’d you have to come in?”

he shrugged, “i was wondering where the step stool was..”

“you don’t need the step stool, you giant,” you complained, though you were smiling now. you hit his shoulder again and he let go of you, bending down to pick up the fallen décor. “whatever.. i wouldn’t have gotten it hung up anyway.”

“you tried,” he smiled, sticking the fake plant to your forehead. you grimaced, but it fell just as easily as it did from the ceiling. karl laughed and pressed a kiss to your pouted lips. “i’ll help you hang it up, love.”

“you better give me a proper kiss for my efforts first,” you demanded lightly, bopping your finger on his nose.

“happily,” karl muttered with a grin, leaning up to you a proper pre-mistletoe kiss.

quackity
+ y’all.
+ has anyone ever seen those funny sticks that have mistletoe on the end? that you’re supposed to hold over couples or whatever?
+ he has one.
+ he hangs it over the both of you at any point in the day
+ and he’s always like “oh wow! what are the chances mi amor!”
+ you always kiss him but ohmygosh, he’s a dork

“oh, mi amor..!”

you didn’t have to look up to know quackity was holding that ridiculous stick over your head again. you just sighed, keeping your gaze trained on the essay you were typing rather than your lover’s shit-eating grin in the reflection of you computer. “i hope you know that the more you do this, the less romantic it becomes.”

the shift in reflection only told you that his grin had turned into a pout. “don’t say that! mistletoe is magical, babe, the romance never dies!”

you couldn’t help but smile at quackity’s dramatics. “you’re a desperate man, aren’t you?”

“desperate for your love,” he admitted shamelessly, leaning against the side of your desk with a cheesy grin. you just shook your head distractedly as you continued typing, trying your best to resume your previous frame of thought.

“you’re not gonna go away until you get a kiss, are you?” you hummed as you typed.

“nope,” your boyfriend affirmed. you sighed to yourself, thinking, ‘better make it count.’

when you finished the sentence you were typing, you quickly stood and turned to your boyfriend, tugging him by the shirt. he yelped quietly, but was quickly silenced by his lips meeting yours in a kiss that was far more ferocious than he had anticipated.

your lips were hot and quick moving against his, and he dropped the stupid stick of mistletoe to catch up with your sudden passion. by the end of the kiss, quackity had you trapped against your desk with your hands still gripping his t-shirt tightly.

“woah,” your boyfriend breathed, eyes blown wide with surprise. you could feel his breathing was slightly labored, tickling your cheeks as you just smiled at him. “and you said the romance was fading!”

badboyhalo
+ he doesn’t plan it, but BOY has he dreamt about it
+ nothing can convince me that bad isn’t a hopeless romantic
+ he’s definitely thought of that sweet, magical mistletoe kiss that you tell your kids about when the holidays come around
+ but he’s a shy boy when it comes to romance, so most of his fantasies stay fantasies
+ you guys do get your mistletoe kiss!! it’s just a lot less perfect than either of you imagined
+ but in a way, doesn’t that make it even more magical?

“stop laughing!”

“i’m not laughing!” you assured to bad, though a giggle laced your words. you held your hand out to him as he planted his skates back on the ice. “you’re learning! i’m not laughing at you.”

once he was uprighted, bad huffed out a cloud of cold air in your direction. you yelped, giggling again when he pressed a kiss to your cold nose.

“let’s take a break,” he grumbled, tugging your hand toward the exit of the ice. “i want hot chocolate.”

“okay, okay,” you giggled, gripping onto your boyfriend’s strong forearm. he smiled as you gently guided the two of you over. “you’re not awful for a beginner, bad.”

he grumbled again, “yeah, yeah..” he couldn’t help but smile when you rested your head against his arm, but he continued to grieve, “keep rubbing in my face how you’ve skated since you were a kid, yeah, that feels great.” he just laughed out when you lifted your head and whacked your gloved hand against his arm.

you helped him slow to a stop as you approached the exit. “you got it?” you hummed when he grasped the railing next to the exit, helping stop his motion before he attempted to step off.

“yes,” he assured. “but thank you, muffin.” you smiled at the endearing nickname as you used the railing to slow yourself to a stop.

“oh, bad, look!” you suddenly exclaimed, drawing his attention away from the shaking of his skates. you pointed to the entranceway/exit, which had a small bough of mistletoe dangling from it. “mistletoe.”

he could admit his heart warmed at the sight, his boyish fantasies of the perfect mistletoe kiss with you flooding his mind at once. “aww,” he smiled. he stabilized himself before lifting one hand from the railing, albeit a little shaky and awkwardly. “shall we?”

you giggled at your adorable boyfriend. you took his hand, using it to skate you closer to him. “we shall.” he smiled sweetly at you again before pulling you in a gentle, long kiss that made you forget about the cold that surrounded you. bad took his other hand off of the railing to place on your arm, and that’s when it went wrong.

bad immediately lost his balance, slipping backward and taking you down with him. you landed on top of him with a yelp and bad cringed at his own clumsiness. but just when he was going to apologize out of sheer embarrassment, you started to giggle. not at him; he could tell from the genuine sound that you were giggling at the situation rather than the culprit.

his face, already warm from embarrassment, grew even hotter when you only spoke, “god, i love you, bad.”

c!technoblade
+ this man could not give less of a fuck
+ you probably point out some mistletoe and he’s like. okay
+ sometimes on the inside he’ll be a little blushy about it
+ the idea of having a perfect moment to kiss you is so incredibly tempting, like the perfect opportunity to FINALLY make a move
+ so after finally happening across some, he might just take the chance to kiss you
+ maybe. it’d take a lot of sudden confidence from him

“aw, look,” you hummed. technoblade’s gaze turned to you as you both continued your trek through the snow. “two zombies under some mistletoe.” you were pointing to the entrance of a cave, where two zombies were glaring out at your figures.

“romantic,” technoblade muttered, looking to the long vine of poisonous garland that encased the entrance to the cave. “god, that shit’s everywhere..”

you nodded in agreement, looking back to the path ahead of you toward technoblade’s house. “well, it’s winter in the tundra. that just means more snow and a whole lot of mistletoe.”

“alright, dr. seuss,” he snickered. you just shook your head at him.

“rhyming or not, im right,” you smiled, looking up at another entanglement of the garland in one of the tall trees. he took a moment to admire the way the snow reflected off the overcast skies, giving you a glow that was all too familiar to him. yet it still made his chest grow warm. “have you ever had a mistletoe kiss, tech?”

he raised his eyebrow at the question, but you were still looking into the trees. “no.. but i did slap wilbur under some once.”

you immediately laughed out, turning to him with a grin. “no way.”

“listen, he puckered up and i was not about to kiss him,” he explained, holding his hands up in mock surrender. you just laughed again. he smiled at you before looking ahead, seeing his house was just around the corner of some trees now. “why do you ask?”

you shrugged. “you’ve lived in the tundra long enough; i figured you’d have a fun story.” you turned the corner to his house. “and you did.”

“i always pull through,” he shrugged in response, making you chuckle as you both stepped onto his porch. he moved to get the door for you, but he stopped when you looked around and your gaze caught on something above the two of you.

a patch of mistletoe had made its way to his porch, snaking in from a nearby tree. his heart nearly stopped, the voices that had been whispering about mistletoe now starting to yell at him as his gaze flickered between you and the vine.

‘kiss her.’ ‘KISS HER.’ ‘gods, please kiss her!’

then you turned to him with a gentle smile and a tilt of your head. “you gonna slap me?” god, he prayed he wasn’t imagining the newfound flush that creeped up your neck.

though he smirked amusedly, he spoke softer than he had intended, “no. i wouldn’t do that to you.” you just continued to look into his eyes, your smile growing at his words. the voices continued to swirl encouragements before he finally leaned toward you, taking your cheek into his hand and leaning down to press his cold lips to yours.

his heart hammered for a moment before you began to kiss him back, placing one of your gloved hands on his chest. it was a short kiss, way shorter than he would have liked, but it was enough to silence the voices to a hush when he pulled away as he awaited you to speak. but you just smiled sheepishly at him.

technoblade smirked with satisfaction as his hand fell from your cheek. he finally opened the door for you, muttering, “way better than that time with wilbur.”

wilbur
+ there’s two ways this starts
+ either 1. he sets the mistletoe up himself and plans the perfect moment
+ or 2. you two happen across some and he still becomes the most smug romantic motherfucker u know
+ either way he’s gonna be smug and proud of himself
+ he just loves you a lot and mistletoe is a PERFECT excuse to make a lasting memory for the both of you

“let’s grab some hot chocolate,” wilbur suggested when you shivered against him again. despite being completely bundled up, nothing truly protected you from the bitter cold of england’s winter.
“yes, please,” you immediately agreed, and wilbur snickered at your eagerness. he pressed a quick kiss to your nose before guiding you toward a small café.
there was a line when you entered, but the air was so warm in contrast to the snowy streets that neither of you minded. you cuddled into your boyfriend’s side as he hummed along to some holiday song that softly played in the shop.
his gaze wandered around the small building, stopping when he saw some mistletoe. it was just a pace or two away, further up in the line. the cogs in his brain immediately began to turn, devising the perfect way to kiss you as the line moved another step.
“what are you thinking about, wil?” you hummed contentedly, seeing your boyfriend spacing out. wilbur just looked down at you with a grin. the line moved another step forward.
“nothing, love,” he smiled, guiding you to step forward with him. “but..” you looked up at him expectantly. “i do believe you owe me something.”
you thought for a moment. “is it my turn to buy?”
“no,” he chuckled. he took your chin into his hand and tilted your head up to catch sight of the mistletoe hung above you amongst other decorations. you just shook your head at him with a chuckle.
“that’s an easy price to pay,” you ceded. you were going to lean up for a simple peck when wilbur’s hand snaked around to rest on your back, quickly maneuvering your body around to dip you dramatically. you could feel his grin as he pressed a long, deep kiss to your lips. you lost yourself in the passion for just a moment before remembering where the two of you were.
you smacked his chest when he finally pulled away, uprighting the two of you again. “wilbur soot, we are in public!” you hissed quietly, looking around to see some of the other patrons of the café smiling and shaking their heads at your pair.
“my love for you is not confined by societal standards,” he proclaimed, placing a hand on his heart as he grinned at your flushing features. his heart was racing in his chest still, but your embarrassed, lovesick look was worth the anxiety. you pressed your hands to your hot cheeks.
“you are suddenly my least favorite poet-!”

punz
+ definitely didn’t plan it
+ let’s face it, he probably didn’t even think about it
+ but when the opportunity is presented, who is he to pass it up??
+ definitely gets smug and teases you
+ also like sapnap, probably waits for you to kiss him first

“very funny,” you teased after your boyfriend threw some off handed comment your way. he snickered, opening the door to the diner for you anyway.

you leaned against him after he stepped in, waiting for the hostess to have a free moment to get you a table. he mumbled another tease to you and you just shook your head, whacking his arm lazily. he just chuckled, leaning over to press a kiss in your hair as his arm wrapped around your shoulders and tugged you closer to him.

as you smiled, you heard some giggles sound nearby. when you looked over to see a small group of teenage girls sat, looking over at you and punz and whispering. at first, you assumed they were fans, until you noted their gazes flickered above the two of you.

you looked up, gaining punz’s attention when you lifted your head from his shoulder. he looked with you and let out a short laugh at the sight of a hefty bunch of mistletoe perched above the two of you.

“so, you gonna kiss me?” punz hummed, turning his gaze back to you as you were still staring at the plant.

“no, you’re gonna kiss me,” you shrugged surely.

“i am?” he responded, smirking down at you. despite his continued teasing, his eyes were now flickering from your gaze to your lips.

“yeah,” you smiled. “because you’re taller and closer to the mistletoe. so you gotta kiss me first.”

“oh, is that how it works?” your boyfriend teased, his voice a low rumble. you hummed to confirm and he let out one last snicker before pressing his lips to yours. you placed a hand on his cheek to relish in the sweet moment before pulling away, mainly for the sake of the patrons of the restaurant.

you tucked your head back into your boyfriend’s side contentedly, listening to the teenage girls swoon and coo at the both of you.

fundy
+ he would be such a shy boy around his s/o i love him
+ it would be another situation where you two were out and about and stumbled across some mistletoe
+ he would notice it but wouldn’t point it out right away
+ i assume he’s very shy about pda so he’s DEFINITELY not gonna initiate
+ definitely already blushing
+ you’ll have to notice it for him to finally kiss you

fundy was usually a very active listener; he’d make small noises and comments as you told stories, which you often tended to ramble on as you two shopped. but now, as you wandered about the toy aisle, chattering on about what to get your nephew, your lover was silent.

“you’re unusually quiet,” you commented after another few minutes of fundy’s silence. you looked over to see his face was red, but not the kind of red that came from the cold. instead, the red creeped up from his neck to lick at his cheeks. “you alright, love?”

“y-yeah!” he assured, rubbing a sheepish hand to the back of his neck. “yeah.”

“you sure?” you prodded, placing your hand on his elbow. he gave you a sweet smile, though he was still tense under your gaze and touch.

“im alright,” he nodded. fundy held your gaze for another moment before moving again, busying himself by looking at some legos behind you. you pursed your lips in thought for a moment, looking around to see what could have flustered your boyfriend. you connected the dots immediately when you spotted the mistletoe just overhead.

you smiled to yourself, glancing around briefly to make sure no one else was around to save your boyfriend from further embarrassment.

“hey, floris, can i get your opinion on this?” you hummed as innocently as you could. your puppy of a boyfriend immediately trotted over.

“what is it, love?”

“just this,” you hummed, taking his cheek into your hand and pressing a short kiss to his lips. the blush immediately returned to his face as you smiled at him. “don’t like mistletoe?”

it took him a second to process, stuttering, “n-no, i do! i definitely do, just..” he absentmindedly took your hand in his, lacing your fingers together clumsily. he shrugged, avoiding your gaze for a moment. “didn’t know if you did.”

“i do,” you assured, squeezing his hand. he finally broke into an eased smile. “let’s keep looking.” you tugged his hand to pull him to the next aisle, but fundy didn’t budge. when you turned back to him, you didn’t get a chance to question him before his other hand snuck onto your cheek and he pressed a harder, more confident kiss to your lips that you happily reciprocated.

when he pulled away, you gave him a knowing look. he began to splutter again, rambling out, “i-i thought you deserved a proper mistletoe kiss!”

“you’re adorable, my love.”

eret
+ she’s been awaiting all YEAR for this moment
+ they just love the idea of a romantic, show-stopping mistletoe kiss
+ definitely put the mistletoe up themself
+ probably also made you two a romantic date night, complete with a reservation to a nice restaurant and an ice skating date
+ he wants everything to be perfect, but because he’s so confident in the fact that you’ll make anything perfect, it literally becomes the most romantic evening ever

“we’re never going ice skating again,” you giggled, clinging to your lover’s arm as you walked back to your apartment.

“what!” she exclaimed as you continued to giggle. “why not, love? i thought it was fun!”

“it was,” you assured. “but you’re too good at it; it made me feel worse when i fell the seven times i did.”

eret hummed, “oh, love..” they removed their arm from your grasp to wrap it around your shoulders. “your falling was adorable.”

“falling? adorable?” you sounded incredulously, and he laughed after hearing the words repeated back to him. “you’re insane.”

he shook his head, retracting his arm to retrieve his keys from his pocket as you approached your doorstep. “maybe i just think you’readorable.”

you shook your head at her. “you’re insane.” as she unlocked the door with another chuckle, you shifted your gaze around amusedly. your curious eyes stopped when they found something of interest above you. “oh, hey..” she turned to you curiously and you pointed. “mistletoe.”

they turned their gaze above and smiled at the small plant. “so it is.” they tucked the key back into their pocket and turned to you. they raised their eyebrows, tilting their head teasingly. “guess you gotta kiss me.”

“i guess i do,” you hummed, mimicking their teasing actions. he chuckled at you, sliding one hand into your hair as you placed a hand on his chest, meeting in a perfectly warm kiss that contrasted the cold californian air.

after that passionate moment, you pulled away to grin at your lover. she chuckled, pressing her fingers to her lips to relish the moment before opening the door to the apartment. “totally worth nearly falling off the ladder earlier.”

“wha- alastair!”

@fandomlit

Fri, 31 Dec 2021 19:32:32

hello hello i was thinking about writing oneshots along with the smau,,bUt since i have no creativity pls send in some requests✨ i’d also write for the dream smp members in-game and irl (platonic only for the minors!! and no nsfw for those who are uncomfortable with it!!)

@mxqicshxp

Mon, 08 Feb 2021 14:32:10

pairing(s): dreamwastaken x gender neutral reader, georgenotfound x gender neutral reader, sapnap x gender neutral reader, karl jacobs x gender neutral reader

summary: you show them you have nipple piercings.

warning(s): sexual intent implied

note: realistically, you’d have to let them heal fully for MONTHS but let’s just pretend its weeks. if u have piercings please let them heal fully before doing anything

DREAM:

“??? babe??? what the fuck?”
he cannot keep his eyes off your nipples at all
once he gets over his shock, a smirk rises to his lips as he grabs your hips to tug you closer
his face falls so quick when you tell him you have to let them heal before he can do anything
“why couldnt you have done this when you went on vacation instead of torturing me”
thinks its terrible and torturous but leaves them alone for them to heal even if he almost touches with them a few times bc intrusive thoughts

GEORGE:

mouth drops open in shock like . Comically
he laughs in disbelief before asking “when did you get that done?”
is very happy to know that it’s been weeks
is blushy when he asks “so … i can … play with them? ”
if he didnt have an oral fixation before this he does now
youre never going to get him off your chest now sorry

SAPNAP:

is sooo pleased when you show him like this is the best fucking day of his life no joke
he thinks theyre so hot like ridiculously hot
“when can i suck on them” doesnt even hesitate to ask
whines like a fucking baby when you tell him he has to wait awhile so they can heal
brags about it to punz and dream team because he just cant help himself (and yes with consent to tell them in the first place)
has so many accidents where he accidentally touches them and thinks youre about to die when he does

KARL:

“woah. holy crap, did that hurt?!?!” of course it hurt smh
you sent a pic to him over snap or whatever and he begs you to let him see in person
when you say yes he’s there within like 10 minutes (… he didnt mean to drive that fast)
knows you have to let piercings heal but is pretty sad he cant do anything with them yet
but hes ok with just staring at them or even just knowing that they are there he has better restraint than others
is probably the only one to let them fully heal before touching or sucking on just because he doesnt wanna hurt you

Wed, 27 Apr 2022 21:47:48

pairing(s): dreamwastaken x gender neutral reader, georgenotfound x gender neutral reader, sapnap x gender neutral reader, karl jacobs x gender neutral reader, quackity x gender neutral reader

summary: you call them by their real name instead of a nickname.

warning(s): use of dream and quackity’s real names. the use of sapnap’s name once.use of the nickname bubs on karl’s since people don’t like that one for some reason ?

DREAM: has the shock of his life when you call him clay. like karl, he thinks you’re mad at him for something he did. he tries to figure out what he did as he walks to the kitchen to you. “yeah?” he asks when he’s unable to come up with anything he did wrong, watching you clean the dishes. it couldn’t be the dishes, right? today is thursday, your day to clean the dishes. “clay, can you get patches some more food while i finish here?” he winces, having hoped you just decided to call him clay for once but nope. “okay,” he mutters, doing as you told him to but can’t help himself and asks, “did i do something wrong, baby?” he watches your expression carefully as he sets patches’ bowl on the floor. your brows furrow, looking over your shoulder at him. “i don’t know, did you?” you’re immediately suspicious of him after that but he shakes his head, “no, no i mean like— you’re calling me clay instead of babe or even dream. you only call me clay when you’re mad at me or being serious.” “oh,” you shrug, turning back to the sink. when you don’t say anything, he grows more concerned. “baby,” he whines slightly, “i’m sorry for whatever i did.” your lips twitch up, listening as he continues to whine and make promises that he’ll make it up to you. when he says, “i promise i’ll do all the house chores for a week!” you brighten up and turn to him, “really? great, thanks, babe. you can start now, i’ll go tell sapnap that you’ll do everything.” he watches in shock as you walk away to the living room, slowly registering that you tricked him. “Y/N!”

GEORGE: you have to stifle your giggles before starting with, “george, pass me my laptop charger.” he goes to grab it but halts halfway, brows furrowing. he concludes it was just a one time thing so he grabs your charger and hands it to you, expecting a kiss on the cheek or lips along with a sweet, “thanks, love!” as you always do. but he gets nothing except for “thanks, george.” and you dismiss him without another thought. he stares at you in silence and you look up at him, “what?” “don’t call me that.” “call you what? your name?” your eyebrows raise. “you don’t call me george, you— you call me love or, or gogy,” he explains hastily, cheeks turning pink at his words. you have to force your lips into a straight line, “oh? i thought you didn’t like me calling you those names since you whine all the time about it.” he huffs, cheeks turning even more pink, “y/n! don’t pretend you didn’t know.” “didn’t know what, exactly?” you can’t hide your smile this time. “that— that i like you calling me love!” you simply stare at him in silence, a satisfied smile on your lips as he soon realized, “you just wanted me to admit that, didn’t you?” “yup,” you chirp, leaning in for a kiss which he quickly dodges, “no! no kisses since you like to trick your boyfriend.”

SAPNAP: he’s busy playing valorant when you decide to do it, eyes focused on his computer screen. “hey, sapnap, what do you want for dinner?” you lean on the door frame, knowing he’s only in call with punz as he plays and neither are streaming. he doesn’t answer, making you furrow your brows. you’re sure that he can hear you, his volume is never loud enough just in case something happens, but you step forward and tap him on the shoulder anyways, “sapnap. what do you want for dinner?” he still doesn’t answer, making you huff only to hear punz ask through his headphones, “dude, y/n’s asking you a question.” sapnap still doesn’t answer. you roll your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest, “oh really? that’s how it’s going to be? nick!” he keeps silent. “jesus, fine! what do you want for dinner, baby?” you emphasize the pet-name and he finally turns around, sending you a sweet smile, completely different than his blank look from earlier. “how about some sushi?” “dude,” you hear punz laugh as you roll your eyes and start to leave the room, “you’re unbelievable.” “don’t call me sapnap again! love you.”

KARL: freezes the moment you say “karl”, trying to think of something he did to upset you. can’t think of anything so he decides to play it safe and tentatively asks, “yeah?” he’s confused when all you do is ask him to do something simple and not at all torturous. stays quiet, deciding to just forget about it but it doesn’t leave his mind for the rest of the day, not to mention he also notices the other times you continue to call him by his real name. he ends up not being able to take it close to dinner time, “okay, what did i do wrong? ‘cause you’ve been calling me karl all day and a hundred percent of the time, you call me bubs. so—” he’s confused at how you start giggling, cutting him off. “i was just waiting to see how long it’d take you to confront me,” you explain through your laughter. he stares at you before giggling in amusement and ~~a huge amount of~~ relief, “thank god. can you call me bubs now? because hearing you say karl directly to me makes me want to be asleep forever.”

QUACKITY: “alex, do you think i should buy this?” you tug him closer to you so he can look at your phone but all he does is stare at you. “alex? … alexis?” he simply blinks at you with a blank face. you stare back at him in confusion, “dude. quackity. do you even hear me?” he then decides to open his mouth, “who is alex?” you give him a bitchy stare, “um, you?” he shakes his head, turning back to his computer and staring at it with his jaw clenched slightly. your lips twitch at the sight, knowing he’s not really mad but just being dramatic and salty. “quackity.” “nope, don’t know who that is. why are you talking about another guy?” you scoff, “oh, sorry, honey. happy now, cutie? oh, or how about handsome? or—” “jeez, okay i get it!” his cheeks flush lightly, avoiding your stare with how quick you seemed to turn the situation on him instead of the other way. “ … i like honey.”

Tue, 19 Apr 2022 10:33:28

send me a number with one of the feral boys’ name and their group. | credit|inbox|guidelines|library

ionly write for dream team + karl + quackity!

if there is a name already beside the number, please don’t request it again <3

as a hello | karl
with a hoarse voice, under the blankets | dream
a scream | sapnap
over a cup of tea | george
over a beer bottle | george
on a sunny tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair | sapnap
as a thank you | sapnap
as an apology | george
when baking chocolate chip cookies | george
not said to me | george
with a shuddering gasp | dream
when we lay together on the fresh spring grass | sapnap
in a letter | george
a whisper in the ear | quackity
loud, so everyone can hear | karl
over and over again, till it’s nothing but a senseless babble | karl
when the broken grass litters the floor | dream
from very far away | quackity
with no space left between us | george
as we huddle together, the storm raging outside | george
over your shoulder | dream
muffled, from the other side of the door | george
through a song | quackity
without really meaning it | george
in a blissful sigh as you fall asleep | quackity
broken, as you clutch the sleeve of my jacket and beg me not to leave | george
a taunt, with one eyebrow raised and a grin bubbling at your lips | sapnap
when i am dead | karl
slowly, the words dripping from your tongue like honey | quackity
too quick, mumbled into your scarf | dream
in awe, the first time you realized it | dream
in a way i can’t return | karl
on a post-it note | george
before we jump | dream
as a goodbye | george

Mon, 11 Apr 2022 15:03:33

pairing(s): dreamwastaken x gender neutral reader, georgenotfound x gender neutral reader, sapnap x gender neutral reader, karl jacobs x gender neutral reader, quackity x gender neutral reader

summary: wiping off their kisses.

warning(s): none

note: let me know if there are any other trends you want me to write and make sure to send an example in case i don’t know what it is !! sorry it got shorter to karl and quackity’s

DREAM: you’re on his lap while he’s editing a video, scrolling through tiktok with earbuds in. he gives you a kiss on the cheek five minutes later. smiling at him, you ‘subtly’ wipe it off with the back of your hand. he freezes, staring at you and you raise your eyebrows at him, “what?” “did you just wipe my kiss off?” he asks and you frown, shaking your head. “okay…” he mutters, kissing you again but this time on your lips. again, you wipe it off with the back of your hand. dream stares at you incredulously, “you just did it again.” “no, i didn’t,” you deny, shaking your head. he scoffs in offense, “yes you did! what, you don’t like my kisses?” you giggle, “i’m not wiping off your kisses, dream!” he shakes his head at you, pulling you in by the back of your neck to give you a rather wet kiss on the lips, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. when he pulls away, he raises a defiant eyebrow, “try to wipe that away.” you stare at him before quickly raising your arm to wipe it away. “babe!”

GEORGE: he presses a loud kiss to your cheek, being dramatic. you shake your head at him before quickly wiping it away and he blinks in shock as you go back to your phone. he stares at you before kissing you again on your cheek, just in case you didn’t mean to. he then watches as you wipe the kiss away again. his mouth drops open, unsure of whether to feel hurt/offended or just shrug it off. “did i do something wrong?” he asks and you frown as you look up, “no, why?” “i— you…” he racks his brain to think of anything he could’ve done as you go back to your phone again. definitely texts dream and sapnap for help before sapnap realizes what you’re doing and tells george. turns to you in offense that you thought you could get away with this, even though you kinda did at first. he takes your phone away, ignoring your protests and showers you in wet and loud kisses all over your face. “can’t wipe them all away,” he mutters, pressing a kiss under your ear, “no more tiktok for you.”

SAPNAP: he’s immediately suspicious when you wipe his kiss away the first time, going to give you another kiss and watches as you wipe it away again. pokes you in the side, giving you a WTF look and you look at him in the same way, pretending to be confused. he scoffs, “wiping my kisses away? real mature.” “no idea what you’re talking about,” you feign innocence, shrugging at him. “mhm,” he mutters, going back to playing valorant but you can tell he’s still thinking about it, trying to think as to what he could’ve done to deserve this. “is this because i didn’t pick the dirty clothes up from the floor?” he turns to you 20 minutes later and you raise your eyebrow at him. “no, but thanks for reminding me of that.” he huffs, “okay, then… is this because i ate your leftovers?” your mouth drops open, “that was you? you told me it was dream!” he realizes he just snitched on himself and winces, “um…” “sapnap!”

KARL: already knows the trend but it doesn’t register in his brain until the third time you did it in the span of ten minutes. doesn’t give you a reaction and does the same thing to you later on in the day. he tries his best to not laugh when he sees your mouth drop open in shock at him, continuing to scroll through his phone. “babe!” you whine, “did you just wipe my kiss off?” he grins, finally glancing up at you, “no, why?” “liar! you totally just did.” “oh, so you can do it, but i can’t?” you huff before wrapping your arms around his neck, “fine, fine. give me a kiss now, but don’t wipe it away this time.” he giggles again, pressing kisses all over your face, “as long as you don’t do it, either.”

QUACKITY: he stares at you like you’ve grown two heads after he watched you wipe the kiss away. he’s immediately offended but also kinda hurt. tries to act nonchalant but you could tell he was like WTF. becomes clingy and definitely scatters kisses around your face that you also wipe away. around the 15th time, he realizes you’re playing with him when he sees the small smirk on your face. unable to believe that he fell for it, he gives you the silent treatment and makes you beg him for kisses. you lost, he won. will definitely pull a prank back on you because giving the silent treatment just isn’t enough.

Sun, 10 Apr 2022 08:59:51

pairing(s): dreamwastaken x gender neutral reader, georgenotfound x gender neutral reader, sapnap x gender neutral reader, karl jacobs x gender neutral reader

summary: dropping your towel in front of dream team + karl (separately) (inspo)

warning(s): just a tad bit nsfw / hinting towards it anyway. light choking towards the end of sapnap’s. hair pulling towards the end of dream’s.

note: decided not to include quackity since it just wouldn’t feel right since it’s still implying nsfw i guess

DREAM: you decide to do it when he’s on stream because it’s funny to see his reaction with things like that. he’s busy with minecraft or whatever, facecam off as always. he doesn’t even bother to look at you, being able to see your frame from the corner of his eye but not exactly seeing that you only had a towel on. he quickly mutes himself, “hey, babe. a bit busy right now.” you hum in response, dropping the towel and his brows furrow at the sound but he still doesn’t look at you, making you roll your eyes. “i’m sure you can spare just two seconds to look at me, dream.” well aware of how stubborn you are, he turns his head for a split second to look at you sarcastically before the façade drops and his head swivels to you almost comically. his eyes are wide as he takes the sight of you in, eyebrows raising as a smirk curls up on his lips, “don’t tell me you were walking around in only that with sapnap around.” your head tilts as he beckons you over to him but you don’t move just yet, “maybe he’d appreciate the sight more than you and actually look at me when i first enter and not when i have to ask him to.” his smirk drops, eyes narrowing, “don’t even think about it.” he stands up, completely abandoning his stream and tugs you closer to him, a hand traveling down while another grabs ahold of your hair, tugging your head back so he can kiss you. “not so busy anymore, huh?” you manage through a satisfied giggle. “shut up,” he mutters, tugging your hair harder to pull a moan out of you as he presses his lips to yours.

GEORGE: he’s finishing up a couple of touches on editing the video when he hears you walk through the door, “hey, what do you think of—” he cuts himself off when he turns to look at you, cheeks immediately heating up at the sight of you standing in the doorway without any clothes on. george’s unable to hide the grin that comes on his face, covering his mouth as he asks, “really?” you laugh at his reaction, walking closer to him to take a seat on his lap as he pushes his chair back to let you in. his arms wrap around your waist as you press your body to his, letting him feel everything. “i think …” you hum, going back to what he was saying before he stopped talking, “i think you should kiss me.” a playful smile rises on your lips as he nods immediately, bottom lip captured between his teeth as he has a hard time focusing on your eyes— not that he needs to. “anything for you,” he murmurs against your lips, moving a hand to your back to press you even closer to him.

SAPNAP: frustration builds quickly when you’re left alone by your boyfriend who wants to play games instead of spending time with you. not that you have a problem with him playing games, you literally don’t care but the two of you have literally only given each other kisses and wandering hands these past few days before one of you are called away to something else. it’s frustrating, and you know exactly how to get his attention back to you. you knock on the door lightly to get his attention and he glances over at you, doubling back when he sees what you’re wearing, or more like what you lack. “woah,” he chuckles, a red tint to his cheeks before he looks back to his computer, clicking a few buttons before pushing himself out of his chair, “okay, you have my attention now, baby.” “who said i wanted your attention? maybe i just wanted to walk around like this?” you raise your eyebrows at him. sapnap chuckles again, “not with dream here, which he is, you fuckin’ brat.” he grips you by your hip, pulling you towards him and your hands land on his chest. “so desperate for my attention you decided to walk around naked while risking dream leaving his room, i think that calls for something, don’t you?” eyelashes fluttering, you hum in agreement before being quickly shot down as a hand wraps around your neck, squeezing lightly as a warning, “but do you deserve it, though?”

KARL: he’s on the phone when you enter the room, eyes flickering up to capture yours and he sends you a smile before going back to talking to whoever he’s talking to. not liking the lack of attention, you decide to just drop the towel from around you and pretend as if he’s not even there. your back is to him, unable to see his sudden flaming cheeks as his eyes widen. he stammers through a few of his words, making you smirk as you go through your drawers for clothes. once you find some, you go to pull them on but a hand grabs your wrist gently before you can and you look up to see karl in front of you. “hey, man, i-i gotta go,” he says, not letting go of your wrist before he hangs up and throws his phone to the bed, not taking his eyes off you. “you didn’t have to end your call,” you hum, acting as if you’re not naked in front of him. “yes, i did,” he muttered, eyes glued to you, “i don’t think i’ll ever get used to this.” your heart flutters at his words, unable to help the beam that takes over your face as he pulls you closer, scattering kisses down your jawline.

Fri, 08 Apr 2022 15:02:25

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤtiktok trends series for dtkq

001.hey shawty, your man still around?

002.dropping your towel in front of them

003.wiping their kiss off

004.you call them by their real name

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Wed, 06 Apr 2022 11:11:20

pairing(s): dreamwastaken x gender neutral reader, georgenotfound x gender neutral reader, sapnap x gender neutral reader, karl jacobs x gender neutral reader, quackity x gender neutral reader

summary: you play the ‘hey shawty, your man still around?’ tiktok trend on the boys.

warning(s): none

note: here is the start of my tiktok trend series! let me know if you have any other trends you want me to write and make sure to send an example in case i have no clue what you’re talking about !!!

DREAM: dream’s playing minecraft and you’re lying on his bed, bored as hell, so of course you decided to prank him. his head kinda perked up when he heard the facetime sound ringing, but didn’t turn to look or pause the game. however, when he heard an unfamiliar male voice say, “hey shawty, your man still around?” he immediately turned in his chair, staring at you with a blank face. “who the hell is that?” he asks and when you don’t answer, looking at him with wide eyes and hiding your phone, he stands up and tugs your phone from your grip easily. dream deflates when he sees the tiktok recording and rolls his eyes, giving you a look and ignoring the fact that his heart was pounding loudly in his chest, “haha, very funny, babe” looks like this emoji before getting off to spend time with you

GEORGE: you immediately regret pulling this the moment his face falls at the sound of another man’s voice. but then his face contorts into a face like this “stop that.” acts like it’s a joke(even though it actually is) and that he isn’t bothered but you know george and he’s itching to grab your phone to see wtf is up but he doesn’t have to when you smile sheepishly and turn your phone to show him the screen. “oh,” he says very quietly, relief filling his chest, “damn you and your tiktoks,” he giggles, “tag me in it when you post.” you were honestly surprised he hadn’t seen the trend before you tried it.

SAPNAP: does not let you even bullshit your way out of this. “who the fuck was that?” sapnap stares at you when you act as if you’re panicked. “just a friend,” and he scoffs at that, rolling his eyes with his jaw clenching. he shakes his head at you, “oh, really? why is your friend calling you ‘shawty’—” he mocks the way the guy says it and you have to stop yourself from laughing, “— and asking if your boyfriend is still around?” you giggle and his eyes widen in disbelief before you tell him the truth, showing him the trend. he automatically relaxes, throwing an arm around your shoulder. “oh. good, i should be the only one calling you shawty anyway.” “never call me that. i actually prefer hey mamas—” “HEY!”

KARL: you thought it was bad with george’s face? oh wait til you see karl’s. his face is so, so sad at the thought of you letting another man call you names like that and ask if he’s not there. he doesn’t say anything, just stares at you with that sad look and you’re immediately folding. beams when you show him it’s a prank and laughs his ass off at himself for even believing it, “i can’t believe you got me!” shakes his head at himself for thinking you’d ever cheat on him. definitely saves this for a story to tell your friends or chat later.

QUACKITY: he’s on call with the guys when you decide to do this, thinking it’d be funny for all of you to get his reaction even though his facecam is off. tenses when he hears the guy, taking his headphones off to stare between you and your phone. definitely doesn’t think you’re cheating but got some random friend of yours to do this. it’s almost comical the way he flies out of his chair, probably knocking some things over to grab your phone. you try to keep your phone away from him, but he’s quick thinker and tickles you to get your guard down. breathes out a dramatic sigh of relief when he sees the screen, “whew. thought i was gonna have to beat someone’s ass for a second there.” doesn’t find it funny when you snicker at the thought of him kicking someone’s ass. will hold this over your head forever.

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Wed, 06 Apr 2022 11:07:02

mcytdream, george, sapnap

requestCould i request a reaction where the relationship is private but reader is also a streamer and the reader comes in their room and chat knows it them because of their voice? Sorry if it’s too specific!

notesorry if it gets a little repetitive ! also you didn’t really specific so i just decided to do dream team only <.<

IVE TRIED TO POST THIS FOUR TIMES … PLS SHOW UP IN THE TAGS THIS TIME or im giving up and never posting again

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DREAM

u dont live with him just visiting </3 and literally no one outside of dream team and you know that you’re there lol
you decided that y’all would tell everyone after you left bc yall are mean like that
anyways u literally just woke up and didnt even bother to check ur phone or anything
straight up just assumed he was talking to the other guys and not freakin streaming
come in saying shit like “it’s so late did you even go to bed–”
he literally so quickly jumps out of his chair to stop you from talking completely forgetting he could so easily mute the damn mic
yall literally stare at each other in silence for a good minute before u quietly leave and he goes back to his chair, hoping he could tell chat it was like his mom or drista
wants to die when he sees the chat freaking out about you being there
he acts like nothing happens and then ends stream 10 mins after lmao

GEORGE

okay so in this one we’re gonna imagine u just cant see his door
u had JUST gotten there and decided to surprise him completely disregarding that he could be streaming
walks in without a care yelling “IM HERE–”
and then u realize. Oh shit.
chat can see george staring off to the side with wide eyes and then he ends stream right then and there
fans kinda think hes freaking out but not really yall are just cuddling and hes kissing u mwah <3
hes very happy ur there
he doesnt really care that fans already know youre there lmao
u guys post a pic some time after <3
AND A TIKTOK LMAOOO
not that big of a deal in his eyes even tho ur kinda pouty fans know
he thinks its so funny that ur pouty ur so cute reader

SAPNAP

for this one im gonna twist it around sorry
anyways hes visiting u and u guys wanted some time to urselves before ur friends and fans found out he was there
ur in the middle of ur stream for the first time in a while since he was there n he was cool with u streaming cuz he got to sleep lmao
he couldnt sleep and it kinda slipped his mind u were streaming cuz u hadnt so ?
starts like saying “i couldnt sleep” when he opens the door and u quickly mute ur mic but chat already heard him
idk about yall but sapnap has a very distinct voice i know that voice a mile away
so yall kinda like talk for a moment before deciding he’d just join the stream
unmute ur mic “um yeah surprise guest haha welcome, sapnap … in real life”
u even turn ur cam on bc why not
aaaa so many screenshots and clips of yall being cute together <3
ur friends r currently spamming ur phones abt “WHY DIDNT YALL INVITE ME????” but u guys ignore them<3