#karl jacobs x reader
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
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:
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
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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
I cant think of anything to write pls gimme requests <3
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?”
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!”
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!!)
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
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.”
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
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.
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.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤtiktok trends series for dtkq
001.hey shawty, your man still around?
002.dropping your towel in front of them
004.you call them by their real name
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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 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.
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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now with sapnap he would totally be into you being a streamer
he thinks it’s cool that he has a s/o that understands his job
you two would stream all types of random things, minecraft? yep, random horror game? absolutely
now if you are ok with showing your face than you two would do cooking streams, trying to find the easier recipes on pinterest
height checks? you betcha. fit checks even though you are in your pjs? oh absolutely
random kisses, or hand holding but also cuddling, as long as you are comfortable with it, if not that’s totally fine, he understands!
now if you don’t wanna show your face than you two still stream a lot
he does a cooking stream but the viewers randomly see hands that badly come into frame
is there something he forgets in the recipe? your hand comes into view and is just like “osksidjnc don’t forget this”
you two no matter what always have a good time!
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now with punz it’s a little harder since you two both stream around the same time
but you two make it work, with trying to speed run minecraft together or playing valorent
he isn’t one to freak out that your also a streamer, when you told him he just kind said “oh wait really? that’s sick”
when you do appear on his streams it’s either to give him some water or something to snack/eat
it’s rare for you to just sit around him since he does like his space and it gets kinda boring but on the rare occasion you do, you just mess with him most of the time
sometimes you two just sit and chat and also talk with chat, you guys talk about your future life’s and just whatever happened that day or what’s gonna happen the next day
:
with minx it’s a roller coaster
you had no idea how she would react with you also being a streamer
when you told her she just looked at you and said “that’s cool as shit babe” and continued with the other conversation
you two would stream minecraft or just chill in discord and just talk
you two often get into really heavy topics but you and minx just hold conversations so great that it’s hard not to
constantly flirting (
who wouldd of thought)
chat just loved when you two stream together always interesting to say the least
:
he would ADORE you and want to constantly want to stream together
opening Pokémon cards with him (maybe snapnap) would be a thing
now if you are like and don’t know anything about Pokémon he would teach you all about it
you didn’t get it but it makes him so happy so you just shake your head and smile
like with snapnap fit checks are a MUST because your style?? absolutely legend like wow
if you didn’t like to show yourself in his streams every once and a while you can always see someone open the door and next thing you know food or a monster shows up in his hand
the chat loves you two, never a dull moment with you two!
Authors note:
hi everyone! im back from the dead, is mcyt still a thing? I sure hope so lol, I’ve had this idea in my drafts for a damn while and I finally thought I’d get this out. hope you enjoyed!
• Mcyt x Reader; With a tall s/o •
Dream:
- Well all know he is tall, 6’3 i do believe
- So him with a tall s/o makes since
- Only a few inches shorter the him
- But you still get “bullied”
- “How’s the weather down there, short stick?”
- “I will literally break your kneecaps dream”
- When you two hug it’s just
- Perfect
Sapnap:
- Taller then the average male
- Standing at 5’8
- He doesn’t mind you being taller then him
- Loves it to be honest
- Every time you two hug he enjoys putting his head by your heart
- Smiley boy sapnap :)
George:
- Ok look.. he is smaller then you thought at first BUT
- You love him with your whole heart <3
- He loves going through your closet and finding your hoodies
- “Hey babe, have you seen my purple ho-“
- *George waring your hoodie*
- He feels so safe when he is in your arms
- Even though he is smaller than you he still loves holding you
Karl:
- He is around your height, but you have a few inches on him
- That doesn’t stop him from hugging you every chance he gets
- He loves holding you or you holding him
- He was surprised when you two first met but it was a good surprise!!
- Loves being the big spoon for some reason
We don’t judge here- Like George he loves stealing your hoodies or any clothing for that matter
Wilbur:
- This man is a GIANT
- Even though you are slightly shorter then him he still loves calling you short
- He loves when you give him hugs
- Makes him go all soft and red
- So glad he doesn’t have to reach everything for you
(not being rude to the shorties, I love you all) - When you two cuddle there is no big or smal spoon
- He will literally climb on top of you and just hold you
Nihachu:
- You are her tall tree s/o <3
- She loves how tall you are, grabbing stuff for her and all
- Still loves to hold you
- Hugs? 24/7
- She will steal ALL of your clothing, want to wear your new hoodie?
- Nope she has it but she is just so cute so you just steal her cat ears :)
- Streaming together will be kinda difficult so you just stand behind her and bend down
Minx:
- You two are around the same height
- Heart eyes from her all day but of course she doesn’t want you to see that :/
- She is the tough, loud gf in the relationship
- When she needs help with her cosplay she calls for you
- She needs someone to try it on? You are there
- Of course she makes you do it but she buys you food/something after :>
Authors Note;
I did not expect such a reaction on my last post, that was crazy!! I love you guys so much, thank you for all of the love! I hope to continue this!
Stream?- K.J
