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silent treatment | karl jacobs x reader

thank you for this request! i tried to not make it too petty/dramatic, but still tried to add it in there as best i could :) enjoy!

you and karl didn’t argue very often; most of the time you talked about your feelings rather than bottling them up until they explode. sometimes though, like most couples, arguments happened. just like today.

you didn’t mean for it to turn into an argument, you really didn’t. it just escalated so fast, your exchaustion making you irritable - which you were aware wasn’t an excuse, but it was the situation nonetheless. karl seemed pretty tired out too, having been streaming for the past few hours on the dream smp. overall, the timing and both your moods just wasn’t great, which is was lead to your current state.

instead of snapping too much, you decided to stop talking completely. an admittedly childish move, but you just didn’t have the energy to try and argue it out with karl. you were both in the wrong with the way you were acting, over something so trivial, so you decided to just shut up before you said something uncalled for that you most definitely didn’t mean. karl didn’t like the silent treatment from you, he hated that he was being purposely ignored when usually you two were very open with your feelings. being so close and communicative was one of the things he cherished so much, so to have it taken away wasn’t the best feeling in the world. you almost felt bad, but remembered the silly argument that was started just minutes before, so you decided to begin your night routine still in silence.

“hey have you saw my phone charger? i unplugged it earlier to plug my camera battery charger in,” karl asked from the bedroom, only to be met with silence. you were going to answer, but you weren’t willing to just pretend the argument didn’t happen - you wanted to talk it through, so it could be solved properly, but wanted to wait until you were both in the right head space. “really?” he called out after no response, just to confirm his suspicions when he had no response yet again. you heard a faint sigh come from him, causing you to speed up your night routine to get to bed as soon as possible.

you beat him to bed by about 10 minutes, still not having said a word, ready to just regain your energy and smooth everything over in the morning. but when you felt a body climb into bed next to you, you tensed up. now what? you usually cuddle with him every night you were there to fall asleep, so it felt unusual to be a small distance apart in the same bed. you didn’t like it at all. karl seemed to have these thoughts too, and luckily for you, he spoke up

“look, i know what’s going on here, but can we at least cuddle? we can talk it through in the morning, but honestly it was so petty, does it even need another discussion? i’m really sorry for being argumentative. we both shouldn’t have made it into something it didn’t need to be-” karl began to try and reason, but was cut off when he felt you dive into his arms. karl sighed (in relief this time), as he wasted no time in wrapping arms around your figure that was now curled into his chest.

“i’m sorry, too. you’re right, it was petty, and i made even more petty by ignoring you. i’m really sorry.” you said quietly, slightly muffled as your head was snuggled into his neck. “hey, it’s okay, i’m just glad it’s sorted. i love you.” you smiled at this, and karl could feel your lips curl up against his neck, causing him to smile too.

“i love you too. and now we’ve kept our streak of arguments never lasting more than a day” you giggled, thinking back at the very few arguments you’ve had before. you were so grateful for karl and the way you always worked through things, which is the last thing you thought of before falling into a deep sleep in his arms.

i hope this was okay! the more karl requests i get the more i simp for him it’s a cycle i simply cannot control

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jealousy | karl jacobs headcanons

you guys are absolute SIMPS for jealousy concepts so shoutout to you & all the karl simps!!

• whewww jealous karl can go one of two ways
• because he doesn’t like getting jealous, and he doesn’t want to seem over-the-top or petty
• but there’s times that he just can’t help but feel a twang of jealousy in his chest that he simply can’t hide
• so one of the ways he (attempts) to hide it is by just going quiet
• sometimes, on the smp server (whether you played with him or just occasionally tuned in as karl’s partner), people playfully flirted with you
• it was harmless, as a lot of them flirt as a joke with most of their friends, but karl could sometimes get insecure or jealous
• he’ll laugh along here and there, acting like he was with the conversation, but you saw right through it
• so in these times, you’d grab karl’s hand in yours if you were with him, and deal with it yourself
• you’d playfully shut people down, never being rude or blunt about it, and people almost always respected that
• as they were of course aware you were with karl
• so honestly? they probably did it to play him up anyway, so they knew when it was time to stop
• and that kind of jealously wouldn’t ever last long, and karl would even throw a joke in there about him actually having a partner to some of the others when it was over
• the other way he sometimes dealt with jealousy, which was a lot rarer, was when he took action and made it very obvious he was with you
• this was for more for situations where someone was actually flirting with you, rather than just his friends being idiots
• for example, once you were helping him out with a mrbeast video, behind the scenes
• a group of jimmy’s viewers were featuring in a challange video, along with some of the mrbeast team
• one of them, although probably not aware you were with karl, decided to try and make a move on you rather shamelessly
• and karl? yeah he wasn’t so happy about that
• so he decided to make it very clear you were together when he knew they were looking or trying to get your attention
• when the camera wasn’t on him (and the person trying to flirt with you’s eyes were) he’d walk up and wrap his arms around you from behind
• and you’d know exactly what was going on, so you left him to it, smiling at his antics
• he’d press a few soft kisses onto your neck, which he usually only ever did in private, further confirming he was jealous
• “you okay?” you asked softly, despite knowing the situation, as you found it funny
• “mhm,” he mumbled as he took the opportunity to press a kiss to your cheek while your head was turned towards him, “just showing some appreciation for my partner is all”
• you’d smirk at this, noticing the emphasis on ‘my partner’
• he stayed like that for another 5 minutes, still showering you with affection (and shooting daggers to the person who made their move)
• until he eventually was called away to be on camera again, so he pressed a kiss to your lips and called “see you in a bit, babe” way louder than necessary
• you rolled your eyes and shook your head, but you couldn’t help but smile at his childish behaviour

thank u for reading & i hope you enjoyed !! c:

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Nerves ~{Karl Jacobs}~

WARNINGS: SMUT!!!!, SWITCH!KARL

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“Don’t be nervous,” you cooed, watching as your boyfriend anxiously sat on the edge of the bed. You looked down at him with a smile, letting him take the lead for now. 

The two of you had known each other for quite a while. Things sparked between you two years ago, but he ended up moving away. But there was a deal. If you both wanted to, once you graduated college, you would meet him wherever he is. You would start a life together. Or try to.
In all honesty, both of you thought you would lose contact. Instead, you fell asleep on the phone every single night for five years. The two of you would facetime each other two or three times a day and you never missed a stream. No matter where you were, you were always listening. Always there. When you’d be in school and he only had a few hours to talk before having to work with Mr. Beast, your phone would be on facetime. He would just watch you study quietly. Just to say you spent time with each other that day. You were separated but you never left the others side.
So when the time came, you packed up your entire life and moved out to see him. That’s what led you to this. Standing in front of him as he looked up at you like some lost puppy. In his eyes you knew that he wanted you, but the two of you had been so far away that the idea that you could be together in every way… well it was a terrifying thought. 

Karl’s hands shakily gripped your waist, tugging you onto his lap. You gracefully positioned yourself straddling his waist, a bright smile on your lips. His breathing was ragged which showed you just how nervous he was about the whole situation. For a moment you debated getting up, but he tightened his grip on your hips and pulled you closer into him. The moment had no words. Instead the two of you communicated in body language. You told him you loved him by the way you threaded your fingers through the hair on the back of his neck. He told you he loved you by nestling his face into the crook of your neck. Sharp tingles shook through your body as Karl’s lips came into contact with your skin. You shivered, feeling a knot bundle in your stomach. The urge to pull away and kiss him was impossibly strong, but Karl kept you in place with his hands placed firmly on the center of your back. 

Short sweet kisses were stamped onto your neck and the feelings they brought caused you to writhe in his grasp. 

“Stay still, m’lady,” he murmured, his lips brushing agonizingly against your sweet spot. A soft moan escaped your lips at the feeling, causing the boy to smile, “Be a good girl for me, okay?”

A tortured sound of agreement rumbled from your throat, but actual words were not spoken. With every kiss he planted on your skin, it became painful to stay still. Your legs involuntarily squeezed together, only to be stopped by the grinning boy between them. 

“You’re so impatient,” he giggled cutely, pulling himself away from your neck. In that short second of freedom, you launched yourself forward into him. His lips interlocked messily with yours, but neither of you cared at that moment. Karl’s hands slid further down your back until they found the hem of your shirt. He didn’t make a move to take it off, instead he ventured underneath it and lightly dug his nails into your back. The sound you made in retaliation to it was heaven to his ears. 

Eagerly you began to rock your hips against his, struggling to find some relief to the tension the knot in your stomach he had caused. Your fingers, still intertwined in the locks of his hair, closed into a fist. It wasn’t until you gave a slight tug that you realized just how cute he could sound. A whimper. A soft, strangled whimper left his lips at the feeling. You felt fire shoot through your veins at the sound and you were determined to hear more. Every single sound he could make, you wanted to hear it. You wanted to cause it. If you could drown yourself in the sounds of his pleasure, it would be your favorite form of torture. 

Dominance became you. Your hands abandoned his hair and instead held onto his shoulders, pushing his back against the mattress beneath you. He looked up at you with bewilderment, his cheeks rosy red from embarrassment. Without giving him a single moment to think, you dipped down to meet his body. Your lips tackled his neck, leaving sweet markings along his adams apple. Karl lay beneath you, his nails dug into the skin of your hips. The feeling was almost painful, but it just added to your heat. Soft whines struggled to escape his lips as you grinded against him, your hands and lips attacking every bit of skin left available to them. Karl’s hips bucked slightly underneath you, struggling to keep himself composed. One of his hands left your hip, instead moving to cover his mouth as he took desperate breaths of air. The lack of sound left you unsatisfied, so you gripped onto his wrist and held it in place above his head.
The two of you locked eyes in a battle of dominance. The battle was easily won as Karl’s eyes were blurred by desire and desperation for you. Something about the way he looked intoxicated by your touch made you feel powerful. Made you feel infinite. 

You sat up briefly and tugged your top off before looking down at him with expectation, asking if he’d do the same. He didn’t hesitate to sit up and let you tug the shirt off of his body. For a moment you just admired him. Admired the way he sat propped up by his elbows. Admired the tint of red on his cheeks and ears. The way his lips were swollen by your assaults. The bruises you left to show the world that he was loved by someone. 

Your nails dragged down his chest, “Do you know that I love you?” 

The look of lust in his eyes morphed into passion as he smiled, “I know. And I love you.” 

“Good,” you grinned before giving him a chaste kiss, “Now, you gonna be good?” 

He nodded eagerly as he watched you slide your way back to the ground. He sat up in a hurry, looking down at you with wide eyes. He couldn’t even speak as your hands worked their way up his thighs to the hem of his shorts. You halted your motions there, waiting for Karl to speak. 

You tsked, running your hands up and down his legs, “Use your words now.” 

“I’ll be good,” he promised, his hands clenched at his sides in anticipation.

“Good boy,” you praised him, pulling his shorts and underwear down and off his legs. You watched in excitement as his cock bounced to life before your eyes. Your mouth watered at the sight, fully ready to take him in. You leaned forward and grasped onto it, sitting up to give the tip a sweet kiss. Karl watched you, bewitched by your eye contact. And when you took him into your mouth, you watched as his eyes rolled back into his head. You began to bob your head, using your hands to fondle the parts of him you couldn’t gather into your mouth. Karl watched you work through half-lidded eyes, but you had barely even begun. His hips jolted at the feeling of you swirling your tongue around his cock, paying sweet attention to the tip. When you needed to pull back a bit to breathe, you planted messy kisses along the side of it. Karl’s hands reached forward into your hair but he resisted the urge to push you back to it. Instead he kept his hand there, almost like he was petting you. The motion was adorable to you. Hell, everything about him was adorable to you. 

Especially the moan that he failed to suppress when you captured his balls in your mouth, swirling it carefully with your tongue. You looked up at the disheveled boy, seeing how his bare chest rose and fell in fast motions. Sweat beads formed on his forehead at the tension he was building. You released him from your mouth after a moment, drool dripping from your lips. Your tongue curled around the base of his cock as you licked it all the way to the top, swirling around the tip before capturing all that you could and a little more into your mouth. His hands greedily pushed you down, causing you to gag. Karl muttered an apology through his cursing but you ignored it, instead focusing on what motions would bring on the most beautiful sounds. 

“Babe, babe,” he choked out breathlessly, you stopped your motions immediately, moving back from him. Worried eyes searched Karl’s glowing face. 

“Are you okay?” you asked seriously as you wiped mess from your face. Karl smiled sweetly and nodded, leaning over to grab onto your arms. He pulled you up from your knees and kissed your belly sweetly, his breath still ragged. 

“Yeah,” he chuckled, “I’m fine, m’lady.” 

You ran your hands through his hair sweetly, giving him time to compose himself. However, his hands squeezed your hips, his fingertips dipping past the hem of your shorts. 

“I want more of you,” he said in embarrassment, nuzzling his face into your stomach. You giggled, leaning to kiss him on the top of his head. 

“What do you want?” you asked teasingly, shuffling in his grasp. He looked up at you, his chin rested against your sternum. He glared at you with puppy dog eyes which only brought a smile to your face. 

“I want you.” 

“Okay baby,” you giggled at his adorable pouted lip, “Lay down.” 

He smiled and shook his head, causing your eyebrows to raise in confusion. His hands dragged up your sides as he stood to tower over you. His hands glided across your shoulders and behind your neck. Usually soft hands became slightly rougher as he grasped onto the hair at the back of your hair. With his hold, Karl adjusted your face to look up at him. 

“I’ll take you how I please,” he muttered, finally kissing you harshly. You moaned into the kiss, enjoying the rougher side of Karl that you had never seen before. His free hand reached behind you to unclasp your bra with one hand. When he got it off, he dropped it to the ground beside you and stood back, releasing the hold on your hair so he could admire the beautiful body before him. With his hands now free, he dipped them into your shorts, tugging them down and grasping your hand, leading you out of them with the gentlest of smiles. 

Insecurity flooded your system as you stood before him completely bare. His eyes roamed every inch of your body, not missing a single freckle, blemish, or curve. As he admired you, he realized just how in love with you he is. How thankful he was that it was you that he met. 

“Goodness…” he whispered, his hand covering his smile as he checked you out. 

“Is that a good or a bad reaction?” you tried to joke, but Karl saw through the attempt and instead smiled at you. 

“It’s a good reaction,” he smiled, brushing his fingers through your hair gently before pulling you against him, “I love you.” 

“I love you,” you said without a moment of hesitation. 

He guided your face to look up at him by your chin before deeply kissing you. The two of you moved ungracefully to the bed where he laid you on your back. Karl hovered over you, propping himself up with his arm above you. 

“Are you sure before we do this?” he asked you, his free hand caressing the side of your face. You nodded, your blinking coming out slightly quickened. He giggled at your response. 

“Use your words now, m’lady.” 

“I’m sure.” 

Karl’s hand left your face and moved to position himself at your entrance. He looked into your eyes as he slowly entered you. He fought the urge to bottom out inside you, instead slowly letting you get used to him filling you. Your eyes began to close but Karl tsked you, telling you he wanted to see your face as he pleased you. Your cheeks burned bright red at his words, but you complied. 

“Karl,” you moaned out, your nails slightly digging into his shoulders. He shushed you comfortingly, kissing your neck soothingly as he slowly bottomed out. 

“That’s a good girl,” he praised you, “Let me hear you.” 

“More,” you pleaded, your hips bucking up towards his. He dropped his hand to your hip, pushing you back against the bed. 

“Be patient, m’lady.” 

You whimpered pathetically underneath him, trying to adjust to him. He quickened his pace, staying at a nice rhythm. You whined desperately, wanting more of him. You wanted all of him. 

“I need more,” you begged him, “Please…” 

Karl complied, roughening the thrusts. He removed his hand from your waist, instead using it to lift your leg up over his waist. He thrusted harder and faster into you, causing you to moan him name so provocatively they could be considered profanities. But the feeling that was bundling inside of you was almost religious. So you called out to him in a beautiful prayer of profanities, filing the room with your pleas. 

“You feel so good,” you whimpered out, looking up into Karl’s eyes. His gaze hadn’t left you for a moment. His face was red from the compliment and from the… well the situation the two of you were in. You could tell he was struggling to hold himself back at your praises. 

“You fuck me so good,” you mewled, digging your nails into his shoulder. You were sure that angry red crescents were going to be embedded in his skin. The thought of them just made you more desperate. Karl’s thrust got sloppier, the roughness fading in and out. Just a little more and you could tear that wall down. He wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore. Your plan was halted momentarily when Karl’s hand met your heat, rubbing the swollen nub. Your back arched instantly, a loud scream of his name flinging from your mouth. 

“That feel good, baby?” he asked cockily. 

“Y-Yes sir,” you whimpered.
Karl’s hips stuttered for a moment at your reply and, when you looked into his eyes, you saw that resolve he was struggling to keep up completely shatter. 

“Fuck,” he huffed, “You did that on purpose.” 

Before you could even reply, Karl hoisted your hips up, sitting up onto his knees between them. He wrapped your legs around his hips, keeping you in place by holding the underneath of your thighs. His thrusts became rapid, causing shrill screams to erupt through the room. His cock filled you perfectly, the slight stretch making your whole body wriggle. He reached over and assaulted your clit with his thumb, enjoying the deranged sounds that spewed from your lips. 

“You wanted this,” he grunted, “You asked for it, babygirl.” 

You felt your first orgasm creeping up onto you, causing small tears to break in your eyes. 

“Karl! Karl I-” 

Right before you could have it wash over you, Karl stopped his movements. You moaned in desperation, your hips greedily trying to reach him to feel the gratification. He giggled his adorable giggle, loving to watch you writhe underneath him. 

“How pathetic, m’lady.” 

He pulled himself out of you, easily flipping you over onto your stomach. Your body was weakened by the delayed gratification. He guided you onto your knees, keeping your chest down against the mattress. There was no communication in this moment, just Karl taking complete control over you and your pleasure. And it was fucking hot. 

He realigned himself at your entrance, teasing it to hear you whine pitifully underneath him. 

“Please!” you cried.

“Pleasewhat, y/n?” 

“Please fuck me!” 

“Good girl,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your spine before bottoming out inside you once more. You sobbed out moans at the pain and pleasure of it all. Karl thrusted into you devilishly, leaving his own pretty marks and crescent moon shaped scars on your back. 

His hand reached forward, gripping onto your hair and yanking you backwards against his body, thrusts coming as harsh as they could. His hand left your hair and slid to your throat, choking you against his body as his cock weakened your body and mind. You gasped, your moans struggling to make it past his hold. The familiar bundle began to wind up, ready to burst at any moment. You knew that when it would crash, you would break alongside it. 

“I-” 

“ASK!” Karl growled against your ear, tugging it with his teeth. 

“Can I cum?!” you screamed, not sure how much longer you had before you broke, “Please sir let me cum?!” 

“Hold on a little longer, m’lady,” he said as he bit into your shoulder. You felt his thrusts getting messier and uncoordinated, so you knew he was near the edge himself. You struggled to hold it back, the threaded knot in your stomach threatening to break at any moment. 

“Good girl,” he praised, “You can cum.” 

You screamed out his name in praise, your body shaking against his as you came. He helped you ride out your high, allowing you to fall into the mattress with heavy breaths. He pulled out of you, going to finish himself off. 

“No,” you whined, turning to him, “let me.” 

He dropped back off his knees as he watched you take him inside your mouth once more. His cock began to twitch, so you took as much of him inside your mouth as you could, ignoring the burning in your throat. He pushed down on your head as he finally released into your mouth. You swallowed the ropes of cum, not wasting a single drop. When you finished, you sat up and looked at him with a sweet smile. He giggled cutely at you, reaching forward and wiping the spit off your chin. 

“That was hot,” he laughed, kissing you on your forehead. 

“That was,” you agreed with a laugh of your own. Karl stood up, headed to the bathroom attached to his room. You dropped onto the bed, your eyes closing in exhaustion. There was a moment you thought you were asleep but you were awoken by Karl kissing your cheeks and forehead, telling you to get up. 

“I wanna sleep,” you pouted childishly. 

“I ran us a bath. You can sleep on me, I’ll wash you up baby.” 

You nodded at him, raising your arms up. Karl lifted you up, your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. 

“Strawberry shampoo or my shampoo?”

“Yours,” you yawned, nuzzling against him and slowly falling asleep.