#karl jacobs fluff
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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.”
Nerves ~{Karl Jacobs}~
WARNINGS: SMUT!!!!, SWITCH!KARL
word count: 3.2k
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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.
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wilbur, quackity, niki, karl, sapnap, x reader !
summary what they do when you can’t fall asleep
genre fluff !
warnings insomnia? not being able to sleep? are these warnings ? i don’t know ? + use of streamers’ real names!
a/n ↴
hello ! i had the sudden motivation to write headcanons, and i’ve seen other writers do this, so i decided to do my take on it !
enjoy some fluff ! <33
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wilbur soot !
- starting off with wilburr, because you can never write enough wilburr
- his sleep schedule is terrible and I feel like he would understand having trouble sleeping
- not the type to get out of bed, rather he tries to get you both asleep
- has you face him with your head on his chest, curled into him
- i feel like he’s probably very warm, like your own personal heater
- but anyways your head is on his chest,
- that way you can listen to his heartbeat
- rubs circles on your back, or runs his finger through your hair, very soothing
- offers to sing you to sleep
- his voice is tired and barely above a whisper
- he’s either singing a cheesy love song, or a song he wrote for/about you
- if after all that you haven’t fallen asleep, you decide to just talk
- lying on your backs, either holding hands or just being close to each other
- and he’s just rambling about everything and anything, things he’s passionate about, the most random absurd things that he for someone reason knows
- sometimes you talk too, rambling or just light conversation between you too
- other times, when you’re too exhausted to reply, you just listen
- occasionally humming in acknowledgment to let him know you’re still listening
- ‘i hate anteaters’ 'mm i know will, i know’
- 'this one time when i was 7 i …’
- 'how are you darling, i hope you had a good day’ 'i’m tired, but this is really nice, will’
- again i feel like he’s just very soothing and will lull you to sleep
- going to add blurbs to the ends of each person’s headcanons!
wilbur pauses, noticing you hadn’t said anything in a while and looks down at you. your chest slowly rising and falling, you look so peaceful, calm. finally asleep. he smiles down at you, bending down to press a light kiss to your forehead. moving closer to you, he presses one final kiss to your temple. 'goodnight, my love’
quackity ! ⭐️
- while i feel wilbur wouldn’t want to get out of bed, quackity would
- but he wouldn’t go very far-
- just to his desk, dragging your blanket along with him
- you pull up a chair next to him, or just sit on his lap, up to you
- your snuggled up together under the blanket, as he starts up his computer
- if you have the energy, you might stream with him
- 'LATE NIGHT ROBLOX ( with my partner ! <3) ’
- a roblox stream, where you mess around
- your sleep-deprived brains laughing at everything
- attempting an obby and just repeatedly dying
- chat is concerned, kinda? but also finds it hilarious
- i feel like he’s also more clingy/cuddly when he’s tired
- so he’s more touchy and almost like a toddler
- chat is clipping it all to put in compilations
- 'y/n and quackity being adorable for 8 minutes straight’ , 'sleep deprived y/n and quackity’, 'tired quackity being a toddler’
- 'y/nnnnn hold my hand pleaseeee’ 'alexxx nooo I’m trying to play robloxxxx’
- leans his head on your shoulder and almost falls asleep while you are playing
- if you’re not in the mood to stream, or just far too tired to
- he decides to play minecraft, just something for you to watch
- this time you’re laying your head on his shoulder while he plays
- he might monologue what he’s doing
- and his voice goes all soft and whispery
- 'and now mi amor, i’m going to kill some sheep’ 'die sheep >:(’
- 'oooh iron!! look babe i found iron !!’
- you just reply with a soft 'mhm’ and a nod against his shoulder
- his monologuing and the movements on the screen, lull you to sleep
alex looks away from his monitor and down at your sleeping figure. 'awh, sleepy baby’ he mumbles to himself. lifting the blanket off himself and you, he moves to face you, and picks you up bridal style, trying his very best not to wake you; knowing how hard it was for you to fall asleep in the first place. he carries you back to bed, lays you down. grabbing the blanket from the desk and placing it over your sleeping figure. 'mission success’ he whispers quietly, smiling. he lays down and places himself under the blanket, moving to hold you in his arms. 'duerme bien mi amor’ he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your nose, before giving into sleep.
- that ended up being a lot longer, i swear this happens every time i write quackity T .T
i apologize for my terrible attempts at spanish, if anything doesn’t make sense, blame google translate, and my friend who i went to for help !
niki ! ☀️
- niki !!
- niki seems very comforting and <33
- she would probably feel bad that you couldn’t sleep and would help you in anyway she can
- 'awh no baby i’m sorry’ 'anything i can do to help?’
- i think first you two would just lay in bed together, cuddling
- similar to what i wrote for wilbur
- i think she would hold you in her arms, as close as possible
- under many layers and fluffy blankets
- makes sure you are warm and comfortable
- rubs her hands up and down your arms
- whispers sweet nothing (that’s so fanfiction i know)
- and her presence alone just makes you sleepy
- if you really can’t fall asleep, then niki comes up with the brilliant idea to bake!
- i know, i know, i said the same thing in my helping with gender dysphoria headcanons, but it’s still true here !
- she just seems like suck a bake-y person, if that makes any sense
- so you find some recipe on Pinterest, probably something along the lines of cookies or brownies, something easy to make
- while it’s baking, you two cuddle on the couch, with some soft music in the background
- make sure to set a timer in case you fall asleep !!
- and when the cookies are done, you drag your blanket with you and sit on the kitchen counter, eating whatever you baked
- by then it’s pretty late (depending on when you got out of bed)
- and you are probably tired, so you decide to try sleeping again
- this time, the combination of warm blankets, her soothing touch, and being worn out from your late-night baking session
- is enough to put you to sleep
- niki’s arms are very comfortable, and a great source of warmth
'lovely?’ niki asks, noticing your eyes, close to shutting, exhaustion evident in them. 'mhmm?’ you manage to reply, 'you look so tired my love, want to try sleeping again? you simply nod your head. niki gets of the counter and grabs your hand, walking you to the bedroom. you once again find yourself enveloped in blankets and warmth, back in niki’s arms. this time sleep comes easier. niki softly kisses your forehead, before whispering, 'i hope you sleep well my love’. and that’s the last you hear, before finally drifting off to sleep.
karl !
- karl <33
- another one who feels bad for you
- even though he also has a terrible sleep schedule
- i think he also has trouble sleeping, so he will understand you :)
- he would not want to get out of bed
- just wants to cuddle you to sleep
- but since you’ve probably already tried that, considering you two definitely sleep all cuddled up (but that’s a different set of headcanons-)
- you two will go under the covers, still cuddled up and close to one another
- and you’ll watch either movies, shows, youtube, anything along those lines; on either your or karl’s phone
- i’m leaning towards movies, especially longer ones
- i feel like those would more likely make you sleepy
- or if you’re watching youtube, i think you would be watching like satisfying slime videos ? you know?
- i don’t know i feel you two send each other satisfying tiktoks and it just became a thing you enjoy
- like, does anyone know those videos with sand? the ones where they cut it and put it into tall glasses and flatten it?
- if you don’t know what i mean this probably sounds really odd-
- anyways if you are not watching movies, i feel like you would watch that
- there is probably not much talking, since you are both very tired
- the brightness and volume of the phone are low, and its leaning against a pillow or one of your legs, since you gave up trying to hold it up
- and you just watch stuff till you fall asleep, or till you are tired enough that you can turn it off
- except for that one time you two accidentally stayed up till 5 am, and then passed out and woke up at 1 pm
- sometimes if you don’t feel like using devices, karl just holds you in his arms
- neither of you is asleep, but you’re both tired, and it’s really comfortable silence
- eventually, you fall asleep in his arms, even if it takes a while
finally, your breathing slows, as you drift off to sleep in karl’s embrace. he’s just as tired as you, eyes droopy, almost closed. but he notices that you’ve finally fallen asleep. he smiles down at you, admiring your sleeping face. pressing a few light kisses, on your eyelids and nose and a final on your forehead. he whispers out, just barely audible, voice filled with sleepiness, 'goodnight, sleep well baby’
sapnap !
- sap nap sapnap.
- he’s probably fast asleep, leaving you alone to stare at the ceiling
- after a while of pointless attempts of falling asleep, you decide to get up
- he finds you on the couch staring at the turned-off tv, a glass of water on the table in front of you
- 'baby? what are you doing up?’ 'why didn’t tell me you couldn’t sleep :(’
- sits next to you on the couch and wraps his arms around
- his head is on top of yours and it’s pretty peaceful until he decides that this isn’t going to work
- he gives up on the idea of you two getting any sleep tonight
- 'if you can’t sleep then i’m not going to either’
- tells you to put your shoes and a jacket on, as he searches for the car keys
- grabs your hand and drags you to the car
- 'mm sap where are we going?’ 'to mcdonalds ’ 'at this hour? 'yep :)’
- the drive is quiet, there aren’t many cars, the city quiet and calm
- the radio is on, turned-down, and sap’s hand is either on your thigh or intertwined with yours, the entire drive
- you make it to the drive-through and order your food. you park somewhere in front of the restaurant
- you two sit in silence, the only sounds coming from the radio
- you enjoy food, and sap still hasn’t moved his hand from off your leg
- he’s tired and just wants affection :(
- i can imagine his hand in yours doing that thumb thing
- anyways you drive home, and as soon as you walk into the house you both flop onto the bed
- something about late-night drives in a quiet city makes you very sleepy
- at this point, i think you are probably tired enough to fall asleep
- you two get under the covers and he mumbles 'come here’ , his voice filled with sleepiness
- you move into his open arms and he just cacoons you with his warmth and affection
- you can’t resist and give into sleep, finally
'mm baby come here’ he mumbles quietly, his sleepy voice you find absolutely adorable. you simply nod and move into his embrace. he wraps his arms around you, warmth radiating off him. you gladly accept the affection, nuzzling into his chest. your eyes flutter shut, barely still awake. 'night baby’ he whispers, places the softest kiss to the top of your head. 'goodnight sap’ you barely get out, before giving into sleep, finally asleep.
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karl jacobs x gn!reader
Karl had been having a really bad day today and all he wanted to do with his partner. Once he got home, he ran upstairs looking for you. He was on the verge of tears when he saw that you were streaming.
He walked into your room and just stood in the doorway. You noticed Karl staring at you and saw the tears in his eyes.
“Hey chat I’ll be right back!” you said as you muted themselves and turned off your camera. You walked up to Karl and cradled his face in your hands. He leaned into your touch.
“Baby what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Karl just jumped forward and hugged his partner with all his strength. He didn’t say anything but you hear his soft sniffles and the wetness on your neck.
“I know I’m streaming sweetheart but do you wanna sit on my lap for the rest of the stream?” You said softly.
“Yes please,” a raspy, soft voice responded.
After that, you told Karl to go get changed into some comfy clothing and to grab a blanket. Once he came back, he straddled you and you wrapped the blanket around him.
You unmuted and turned your camera back on and went back to streaming like nothing happened. When looking at the chat, you just ignored the comments asking what happened and why Karl was on your lap. Eventually, he fell asleep so you ended stream and woke him up gently.
“Sweetheart wake up,” you whispered, “let’s go to the bed, okay?”
You felt him nod on your shoulder. Once you got to the bed he laid on your chest and fell back asleep very quickly.
