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lilywastaken · 2 years ago

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⇝ LOVE LANGUAGES !

CC!DreamWasTaken, CC!Sapnap, CC!GeorgeNotFound, CC!Wilbur Soot x GN!Reader.

SUMMARY: CCs and their love languages <3.

WARNINGS: SFW! Fluff, Fluff, Fluff and fluff.

A/N: I'm alive!! Very late valentine's post, but classes and homeworks have been crazy :(( anyways, I hope these are good!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you for reading! <333 If you see any mistakes, do not hesitate to let me know, please!!!

MASTERLIST.

DREAM.

Physical touch — Dream thrives on your touch, whether it be a quick caress to his hand or one of his long required cuddle sessions. He loves the feeling of your skin on his (he's a bit touch starved, a global pandemic and being a faceless YouTuber will do that to you.), and will take any opportunity given to hold your hand when he walks along with you or sneak up behind you to press your body against his.

Due to him not using a cam on his streams, he sometimes asks (more like demands) you to pull up a chair next to him just so he can just feel you next to him, your hands playing absentmindedly with his free one, playing with his rings and slowly making your way onto his lap, where you have a better view of his monitors and an easier way to press kisses onto his freckled cheeks.

Words of affirmation — Much like any other person, Dream enjoys the simple reassurance that his partner appreciates him, a small "I love you." will cause him to shut down immediately. He as well is very vocal when it comes to his love for you, complimenting you on the daily and expressing how much you mean to him even when you've just woken up and you're pretty sure you're comparable to the girl from The Ring, but to him, you're breathtaking whenever and however.

He also likes the small moments you both spend at night in bed just whispering how much you love each other, soft giggles and the wet sounds of kisses resonating around the bedroom.

Dream's very fond of sending you short and sweet messages at random times of the day, even when you're a few inches away from him, he'll start giggling like a schoolgirl as he watches you read over his sappy message.

Quality time — He has a lot of free time on his hands when he's not working on content, and he prefers to spend it with you and his friends, going out to restaurants and just walking around, enjoying the time he can now spend outside without worrying about anyone recognising him.

Dream likes eating out with you a lot, before his face reveal dates consisted of whatever take out was available and some shitty movie Sapnap had chosen before falling asleep on the sofa. But now they consist of some fancy restaurant of his choosing and holding your hand over the table, thumb rubbing over your knuckles and talking about whatever.

Receiving/giving gifts — Dream LOVES spoiling you. I mean, have you seen how he acts with George? He's an unofficial sugar daddy for you both. He sees your eyes linger on some piece of jewellery or an item of clothing he thinks would look amazing on you, expect for it to appear in a little box or a bag on your bed the next day. He also goes all out on Valentine's Day, booking a table for two at a fancy restaurant and gets you a single rose, since he knows it's more meaningful than an extravagant bouquet of flowers (Don't let him fool you, he's given you many bouquets before.), and some small present he knows you'll love.

Like any other person, he likes receiving gifts, and can always count on you to get him something he will love, like a little teddy bear with a Sooners jersey one with his name on the back.

Acts of service — Although he's not very good at it, Dream does enjoy cooking for you at times, and although he does try and make the end product look fancy, you can always tell that it's box Mac and cheese or some fancy ramen he got out of a packet, but it's the thought that counts. He also is very keen on cleaning for you when he's over at your flat, he likes helping on mundane chores like washing and drying the dishes or lifting up furniture so you can reach those pesky corners full of dust.

SAPNAP.

Physical touch — Sap is very big on physical touch, he enjoys being close to you in any way he can, brushing his hand against the small of your back when he walks past you in the hallway, melting in your arms when you come behind him while he's on his computer and hugging him from behind, he lives for your affection.

He's also very cuddly during your down time together, needing to have you in his arms whenever he's sitting or lying down on the sofa and subconsciously gravitating towards your own body during nighttime, hands grabbing at your waist to pull you into his warmth.

Words of affirmation — I don't see Sapnap really being in touch with his emotions until further into your relationship, so at the beginning, you'd have to be the one to initiate that type of communication with him, but he won't actively confirm his feelings until a few months into your relationship.

Once he's comfortable, he will spend hours at a time just lying in bed with you murmuring about how much he cares for you, loves you, appreciates you being with him.

He's the kind of person to ignore any previous texts you've sent him just to send out an "I love you" text and go back to ignoring you.

He does really enjoy being reassured about your love for him as well, please cup his face in your hands and tell him how much you love him.

Quality time — Sapnap spends a lot of his time playing video games, we know that, so he doesn't really get much one on one time with you that isn't hanging out on a discord call together or having you perched up on his lap doing your own thing while he shouts obscenities at the other players.

So when you two get your time together, he makes the best of it, taking you to ridiculous places you'd never have gone to before, fancy restaurants that would inevitably end up giving you food poisoning, or just lying with you on the sofa watching a movie until George comes in and ruins it.

He honestly doesn't really care what you two do in your spare time, having your hand in his and listening to your ramble on about anything is enough for him, no matter the place or time.

Receiving/giving gifts — Sometimes, just for shits and giggles, Sapnap just buys your entire wishlist and watches your reaction when tons of boxes arrive at your porch, laughing and snickering as you run after him to chastise him for using up so much money on you.

But he doesn't care, he has money for a reason, and he likes the sparkle in your eye whenever he gives you something or he accepts some gift from you, he just enjoys spoiling you AND being spoiled.

Acts of service — When it comes to him, it's the little things. Standing in the corner of the kitchen waiting for you to ask him to cut or peel something, holding the Christmas decoration box while another hand lays on your back making sure you don't fall as you hang baubles on the tree, washing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen after you make a meal for the both of you, brining you snacks or a proper meal when you're working… Just small things that show his affection towards you.

GEORGENOTFOUND.

Physical touch — George is not that big on physical touch, but he won't actively run away from it when presented with a hug or a kiss from you. He's not the type of person to initiate touch out of the blue, he's the type to take it slow and move towards a nice cuddle session while taking it easy.

But when you finally get him to yourself, know that he will be putty in your hands almost immediately, head slotted in your chest and eyes drooping closed, your warm touch and soft kisses and reassurance enough to send this man to sleep.

He's also the type to roll his eyes or groan out in disgust whenever you kiss him in public or in front of his friends, but secretly gets nervous and giddy whenever he sees you lean in to press your lips to his or move your hand to grasp his.

Words of affirmation — George isn't really good at expressing his emotions, but he does show them through other ways like his actions. That doesn't mean he won't ever say "I love you" or tell you how much he appreciates you, it's just very rare for him to actually find the words and way to express them to you.

He finds it easier to communicate those kinds of things through text, so expect a few messages written in such a way that are able to rival those 16th century love letters randomly sent throughout the day.

Quality time — George doesn't spend much time streaming (as we all know) so he's got quite a lot of time on his hands to spend with his friends and you, whether it's just sitting next to you while you work doing his own thing or actively going out on a date or staying inside to play a game together ( he always loses but makes you think that he did on purpose ).

Also please be the one to organise dates, because although George does reservate date nights at nice restaurants or clear his schedule to take you somewhere, he will forget. You'll be in the middle of a cuddle session with him, half watching the movie, half focusing on your boyfriend's pretty face when he suddenly jumps in place, eyes wide as he shouts about a reservation he just remembered. But he tries, at least. He won't always forget your reservations, but there will be a few moments where he does act like a dumbass.

Receiving/giving gifts — This man likes being spoiled, that's a given. See how happy he gets when Dream just takes out his credit card unasked? He's a prince who loves to be spoiled by his partner. So don't hesitate to get him something, even if it's a small thing like a scarf or a piece of jewellery you think would look good on him, he will take it and appreciate it a whole lot, even if it's the most useless thing in the world, he'll love it. It came from you, one of the people he loves the most and will treasure it as if it's the crown jewels themselves.

Acts of service — He's quite lazy sometimes, but that doesn't mean he won't do anything for you. As stated before, he doesn't really show his love through words, so his actions are the way to show his appreciation for you. He does chores for you around the house, the dishes, cleaning up any dirty laundry he can find strewn across the floor, cooking any random shit he can find and trying his best to make it look appetising for you, etc.

But apart from those mundane chores, he also does more little things like Sapnap: helping you with your makeup or hair or clothes, trailing after you while you cook waiting to help, instantly taking over whatever task you're working on whenever you need a break, making sure you're week hydrated and rested when you spend more time than usual in front of a screen.

WILBUR SOOT.

Physical touch — Wilburs a very touchy person as he's confirmed himself, always finding his hand wrapping around yours or resting on your shoulders, pulling your back to his chest so he can rest his chin on the crown of your head, enjoying how flustered you get whenever he pulls that kind of shit in public or around your friends.

He immediately gravitates towards you whenever you're both in the same place/room, his eyes finding yours and sending you a flashing smile before scurrying towards you just to press himself to your side, hand running over your back and busying himself with drawing on your skin; or if you're facing away from him when he finds you, he'll grab your waist from behind and watch you scream out of shock before hitting his chest, snickering as he pulls you into his arms.

Words of affirmation — Wilbur is a fucking poet when it comes to his love for you, spending hours at a time at his desk writing sickengly sweet verses in his little notebook about you and how fucking in love he is, leaving his notes around the house just so you'll pick them up and read through them, smiling brightly whenever you bring them back to him and ask him about it. He's very open with his love, whispering soft "I love you"s into your ear at random times of the day, strumming idly in his guitar and trying to find some type of melody that fits in with all the beautiful words he's written about you. Also expect lots of compliments through text as well, a "you look breathtaking today" sent when he's across the room from you, a goofy smile on his face as he watches you read it.

Quality time — It's the little things for Wil, like the feeling of lifting you in his arms and peppering kisses across your face the moment after a concert ends, adrenaline rushing through his veins making him more brave than usual; taking you out to bars and pubs with your friends just so you both can curl into one of the leather sofas and sip your drinks together; sitting on your bed while you scroll through your laptop as he strums on his guitar, singing softly to you or asking for your opinion on whatever riff he just came up with.

You don't really get much one-on-one dates. Let me explain. Wilbur tries his best to get a nice restaurant reservation, and when he finally gets a table, he's waiting for you to show up with a bright smile and a positive outlook on the evening, only for you to end up arriving with Tommy or James somehow tagging along with Wilbur when he leaves the office. Doesn't mean you don't have a nice time, though.

Receiving/giving gifts — Wilburs not a big gift giver, so he doesn't really mind if you don't either, but he will appreciate it massively if you do. Get him a new guitar and his old one will be out of the window (not actually, he'd probably give it to Tommy or just mount it on the wall), or some new sweaters that look amazing on him and he'll just burn every other item of clothing he owns. He isn't one to never buy stuff for his s/o, though, you see something you like and don't think you have enough for it? He's waving his card in front of your face. Tommy comments on something he heard you say you wanted? It's showing up a few days later. Also does his best to go all out on holidays/birthdays.

Acts of service — Wil enjoys showering with you a lot. Like just rubbing in the shampoo into your hair and playing with your locks, then leaning down so you can do the same to him? Peak acts of service for him. Also making tea for you (or coffee, but his specialty is tea) and bringing it to you on a cold night, cooking some recipe he saw online and making sure it's perfectly done so you're able to stomach it, and just doing chores around the house while you work or are busy.

Also will melt if you do small things like change his guitar strings or clean his desk while you're at his office.

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slvtforfiction · 11 months ago

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“Y/n what is this playlist?”

☆ Sapnap X Reader

☆ Fluff/suggestive/angsty?

☆ Reader is a cc

☆ Hey guys! Before anything else I would ask you to request anything you want because I've lost a lot of motivation and it would really help! :D (Please look at pinned post to see if requests are open.)

☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for dividers :)

Masterlist | Pinned Post

Y/n’s playlist? 😨

Sapnap X Y/n ????

Y/n has a boyfriend???

I read through chat and immediately knew what they were referring to,I mentally face palmed myself,I swear I had that playlist on private!!!!

“Guys what playlist?” I ask ,knowing exactly what they meant as I quickly privated the playlist and banned the word playlist in chat.

I suddenly read through the chat to find Sapnap sat there,barely saying anything after his name had been mentioned.

I messaged Sapnap ;

You:

Im so so so sorry,I thought I had the playlist on private! I don’t think they know it’s you,what would you like me to do?

Sapnap:

It’s okay baby,stop stressing out.

They don’t know it’s me so there’s no point in worrying about it,private the playlist and don’t mention it anymore,ignore the comments about it.

I love you princess,don’t do that again 😂x

You:

Okay,I’m still sorry though,thank you and I love you too x

“Chat I don’t have a playlist and I’m not dating anyone.” I laughed as I continued to walk down the prime path in Minecraft.

“Anyways how’s everyone doing? I barely even started the stream.” I laughed through my worry as I tried to continue my normal stream routine.

I knew Sap was downstairs,sat on the sofa watching my stream on his phone to make sure I was okay. He always did that even when we moved in together.

I smiled to myself as I read through chat seeing all the positive responses to their day. “I’m glad you’re all good.” I say with a smile,muttering under my breath about what I was going to do on the dsmp.

The damper to my stream was quickly lifted as I threw myself into the stream,ignoring all the passing comments about my Spotify.

I knew full well what that playlist contained,smutty songs as well as the occasional love song. The playlist titled ; My boy ❤️. I swear I had privated it by nonetheless there was no evidence of the playlist even existing after I had privated it.

I came out of my room after streaming and ran down the stairs to sapnap, “Babe they know! It’s all over twitter and I don’t know what to do!” I say with a few tears pricking my eyes.

“Come here babydoll.” He says as he pulls me into his lap, “Look,there’s no need to worry,okay?” He says and I whisper back, “How? They know!” I say back panicked.

“Do you want them to know about our relationship?” He asks calmly, a sharp contrast to my panic. “Yeah but you don’t so we don’t want them to know!” I say panicking that I’ve screwed up.

Sap was never one to want the public to know his relationships and I respected that,until I’ve ruined it. “I wouldn’t mind them knowing,do you want me to post something on twitter,just saying we’re a couple and to leave you alone?” He asks and I shake my head.

“I don’t want you to compromise your boundaries because I fucked up.” I say with a sniffle,looking up at him from his chest. “I want them to know,really I do.” He says holding out his pinkie for a promise and I nod my head,locking our pinkies together and looking into his eyes.

“Do you want to announce it?” He asks and I nod my head slightly. “Go on then,what photo you wanna use?” He asks with an amused chuckle and I smile running upstairs to get my phone.

#spotify #smut #song #romance #cute #fluff #sapnap x you #bbf sapnap #i love hockey sapnap!!!#sapnap imagine #sapnap quickie #sapnap smut #sapnap x high!reader #sapnap x reader #sapnap

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modelbus · 5 days ago

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I’m so sick idk if this is coherent at all. Enjoy some stupid fluff where you and Tommy simp for Chris Evans.

Pairing: Cc!Tommy x Gn!Reader (platonic)

Silly Simping

Your jaw drops.

Tommy laughs manically, you having been on a call with him. This was all his fault. All of it. He was the sole reason you were looking up shirtless guys, and maybe you shouldn't have clicked the first link, but fuck.

You weren't particularly vulgar, but there were a lot of words running through your head right now.

Tommy had been complaining about not getting a good photo during golden hour, a sentiment you deeply agreed with. That led to you screen sharing as you googled how to optimize golden hour, both trading suggestions. And then that led to searching photos of golden hour for inspiration. And it just so happened that one photo was of a shirtless guy.

You had casually remarked that most photos of shirtless guys looked weird, like they were trying too hard. He egged you on, telling you that you two could criticize all the guys on Google.

So you googled shirtless guys.

And yeah, the first few were funny, pointing out how the one guy was clearly trying to flex his muscles and how the other obviously tried too hard, because who does a handstand to flex? It wasn't body shaming, it was simply not understanding why people tried.

And then you landed on a photo of Chris Evans working out.

"As a man, I can say that there is not a single flaw in this photo." Tommy chokes out.

"Holy fucking shit. That's hot." You sputter.

"Amen. Look at that undisguised sweat, that's what I want in the photo industry. Not any of that fake shit. Just pure, perfect-"

"-hot as fuck Evans?"

"What the hell." Dream says, voice projecting his panic.

Tommy did not erupt into laughter this time. Instead, his eyes go wide with shock and he freezes. Why, oh why, did you have to have your cameras on?

You flush bright red, your jaw that was dropped closing.

"Dream, Dream I can explain—"

"What are you screen sharing?"

In your panic, you click to move to the next picture.

The next picture is Sapnap.

Tommy screams, and you do too, trying to close your tab with frantic clicking.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" This time, Dream is even more panicked.

"No! I swear we weren't calling Sapnap hot!"

"We're not lying!" Tommy adds. "We were talking about Chris Evans."

"I mean, have you seen the man?" You can't help but ask.

"Mhm! Mhm!"

"His wife ain't bad either."

"Wait, who is his wife?" A pause. "Oh, they're such a power couple."

"Yeah, have you found the photo of them at that charity ball yet?"

"Charity... ball... fuck. I think my sexuality just changed for Chris Evans."

"Amen."

"Guys." Dream sighs.

You both shut up.

"I'm- Sapnap just heard that entire thing." Dream tells you.

"Fuck." You both say in unison.

"He- Goddammit he wants to see the photos."

"I'm already sending them to him."

In the background you can hear Sapnap say "oh, he is hot."

"SAPNAP!"

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit #tommyinnit mcyt #tommy mcyt #tommyinnit imagine

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ravenxd · 3 years ago

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hey uhh if it doesn't go against your boundaries or anything, can i request something with boyfriend! sapnap babysitting reader's younger sibling (maybe age 5-7 idk whatever you feel like) for them or something like that? :-D

Anything for the Two of You

Yess!! This is so cutee!! I loved writing thiss<33.

Sapnap x F! Reader

Summary - Sapnap's s/o is off to work on a project, and has no one to babysit her little brother for the next two days.

Contents: Fluff, Reader gets called 'mom' by her little brother, Dreamnap Babysitting,

You felt embarrassed as you pulled up to the house your boyfriend lives in.

"If only mom was here." Your murmur in frustration as you open the door from your side and quickly walk over to where your little brother sat. You opened the door and smiled when you see him fast asleep. You unbuckle him and slowly pick him up into your arms, grabbing the backpack where you had packed his essentials.

You walk up the path to the door, knocking and taking a step back. You hear muffled footsteps and turn to see that Clay had opened the door.

"Y/n." He smiled. You smile back and greet him, looking down at the little boy in your hands. He invites you in, and reaches out to take the kid.

"I'll get him to bed, Sapnap's coming." He says, lowering his voice. You thank him as he walked the stairs.

Sapnap comes into vision, "Sorry about that."

"It's alright, I should be the one apologizing. I should be the one taking care of him, but this trip is important and couldn't find anyone else to ask. It'll only be two days I promi-" He cuts you off with a grin.

"It's okay, you don't need to apologize. Dream and I like having little Evan over. Take the time you need." He says, pulling you into a tight hug. You hugged him back, and sigh in relief.

"Thank you Sap. I gotta now.." you say looking down at your watch, "I'll be back Sunday." You finish saying, handing him the bag you carried. He took it and placed it onto the couch.

Sapnap kisses you on the lips, you return this and keep your arms around him until you both pull away.

"See you Sunday then." He smiles, planting a small peck to your cheek. You giggled and hold his hand before letting go and walking out, with him following behind.

"I'll see you Sunday." You say, walking over to your car.

Sapnap laughs as Evan jumped in fear, poor little kid got jump scared by a creeper that blew up. Dream had walked his character over to Sapnap's, which was being played by Ethan. The kid could play well enough, but fighting wasn't exactly a skill he had. So Dream and Sapnap would help him.

"Come on Evan, you gotta get more endermen for pearls!" Sapnap exclaims as his kill dropped one.

Evan giggled as Sapnap's hand lead most of the game.

"Gonna beat the dragon..!" Evan yells, Sapnap and Dream both smiled.

"Yeah you are..!"

Sapnap sits Evan on the couch, waiting for Dream who was in the kitchen, "What do you wanna watch, kid?" Sapnap asks as he pulled up Netflix on the TV.

"Mm.. I dunno.." Evan answers, unsure of what to pick, Sapnap then handed the control over to him.

"Pick whatever you want, Dream's gonna bring something for you in a bit." He says, Evan smiled as he took the control.

As he scrolled through the section of movies, his eyes caught one that was a favorite of yours, "When's mom coming back?" He asked.

Sapnap tilted his head in confusion, before remembering, "Oh, she's coming back home later tonight."

Evan smiled as he chose the movie, "I miss her."

"Yeah? Me too, but she'll be here in a few hours." Sapnap says as he gets in a comfortable seating spot. Dream walked into the livingroom, holding a plate of Evan's favorite food, his other hand occupied with another.

"Here, be careful it's a little hot." He says, placing it on the blanket they'd set. Sapnap and Evan thanked him, watching as he walked back into the kitchen. They both wait until he returns before starting to eat, when he does, the movie finally begins and the lights are turned off.

"11:18.." You whisper, pulling up to the driveway and parking your car. You yawn and unbuckle your seatbelt, opening the door and leaving the car. As you pull up to the house, you could hear the faint sound of muffled talking, you could easily tell it was coming from the TV. You think and remember Sapnap talking about a spare key, you look over to the flower pot and dig carefully for the key. Upon finding it, you match it to the keyhole and open it. You push the door open, and the muffled talking becomes clear. The lights are off but the light source coming from the screen is enough to illuminate the way. You walk into the livingroom to find all of your boys sleeping.

Clay was layed down, arms and legs sprawled out. His head turned to the side and a few snores coming from his opened mouth. And Sapnap.. the smile on your face grew bigger. He was like Clay, except Evan was to his side, with his hand over Sapnap. You reached to the controller and turned it off. Yawning again, you hadn't realized Sapnap had woken up.

"Y/n?" You turned around a bit startled, he slowly adjusted Evan's sleeping position.

"Sap." You smiled as he carefully got up, as to not wake up the other two.

"Holy fuck, I missed you." He whispered, wrapping his arms tightly around your body. You grin, "I missed you too, sorry I couldn't answer your messages much." Sapnap shakes his head.

"No, it's fine. I shouldn't text you while you're working." He says. You closed your eyes as you leaned into his touch.

"Come on." He says, pulling you down to the couch carefully. "Let's just sleep here tonight. You look so exhausted."

You don't protest, not really finding it in you to do so.

He carefully pulled the blanket over the two of you. Your back faced Sapnap, while your front faced Evan, between his sleep he put a small hand over your stomach, the way he had with Sapnap.

"Sap..?" You whisper. Turning your head around.

"Yeah?" He calls back. You looked into his eyes, "Thank you so much."

His hand brushed your hair to the side, "You don't have to thank me, you know I love both you and Evan, I'd do anything for the two of you."

He kissed your cheek before caressing your face gently, "Now let's sleep."

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gnfpond · 3 years ago

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⊹ what dating georgenotfound would be like

you'd ask him if he has eaten (bcs he forgets sometime) by messaging him and his phone would ping loudly cause he has your notifs on. when he checks your message he just starts smiling like crazy :(( and responds to you. chat would automatically know its you by the way he's smiling

you'd interrupt his streams and tell him to sit straighter or drink his water and he loves that about you.

if you both had trouble expressing emotions with words your actions would speak louder. you'd make his bed and he would wash the dishes. you'd dry his hair and he would massage your back after a long day.

if you were overly affectionate, he'd talk to you about him having trouble showing emotions but would try his best to make you feel loved.

he would like to keep your love life private and would not like to talk much about your private life on stream.

sometimes, he would stream the whole day so he would compensate by cuddling you while watching your favourite movies another day

he'd be a bit protective over you because the internet is scary which is basically the reason he talks less about you.

he'd show you fanarts his (and yours if you're a content creator) fans made of you and him.

you'd go on casual dates with him. something about going to buy groceries at one am or just a stroll in the park is so romantic to him.

if you would have trouble with your computer, he'd help you but ask for cuddles in return.

he'd always be down to hold your hand in public :)) he'd even give you sneaky kisses on the cheek/forehead. he'd decline fans asking him for photos when he's in public with you.

why do i think he'd be obsessed with your hands?????? like he would live in your hands if he could. your hands just fit so well in his and he finds it so relaxing to play with your fingers.

remember when i said he would massage your back? yeah, after a long day of work or just a mentally tiring day, he'd comfort so well :( i know a lot of writers say that he's bad at comforting but i disagree. he'd know just the words that make your mind relax. he'd hold your hand and play with your hair till you fall asleep <3

#georgenotfound fluff #georgenotfound headcanons #georgenotfound x reader #georgenotfound preferences #georgenotfound #sapnap x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #dtkq x reader #georgenotfound blurbs #gnf #georgenotfound imagines #gnf x reader #cc!george

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soothinglee · 3 years ago

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Okok so like cc sap and Wilbur and their playing like something on steam with like their streamer crush and then reader gets like flustered by something they say or something and reader is like known for being like SUPER unfazed and intimidating and they're immediate reaction is to like literally FORGET how to speak English and respond in their mother language and so how would that go down

That was probably hard to read/understand but I hope u get the general gist, have a nice day

❝PICK-UP LINES❞

warning- light banter, spanish (I don't know if this is a warning, translation at the bottom), inappropriate pickup lines, sapnap being sapnap.

genre- fluff

summary- sapnap flirts with the reader using cheesy wiki pickup lines.

a/n- for this one I choose sapnap because I don't really support wilbur, sorry! though I hope you enjoy this anyway. thank you for requesting!

m.list - ask - series m.list

"If being sexy was a crime, you’d be guilty as charged."

"sapnap, enough." you stress, eyeing as the chat went quicker by the minute. they found it hilarious by his constant flirting using cheesy pick-up lines he found on wiki. you narrow your eyes towards the camera, shifting in your seat uncomfortably.

sapnap giggles in response and clicks out of the tab. "what? I'm not doing anything."

you take a swig of your white claw, making sure to make the gulp loud in the mic. shaking your head you wipe the residue off your mouth. "you know exactly what you're doing."

"and that is?"

"don't play with me." your fingers move quickly across the keyboard, the letters lighting up beneath your fingers. the search engine loads and sapnaps' stream appears on the monitor next to your main.

you press esc on your game and sapnaps character crouching in-front of you repeatedly catches you off guard. the sudden movement of your cursor makes him stop, turning his attention to you.

the unblinking eyes of his minecraft skin watches as you watch him. you take a moment to look away and back to chat. it gives him time to use creative mode and pull out a random item he finds.

he walks to stand before you, dropping the item to the floor.

"Are you a lever? Because you turn me on." he teases leaning back in his chair. he boasts- puffing his chest out like a bird. he has a cocky smirk on his face, taking pride at the silence on the other line.

"what? that's- what?" you remove the drink from your lips, choking back a cough.

he doesn't miss a beat.

"Are you a pig? Because I wanna ride you all night long."

your eyes widen, your minecraft character stops moving. all throughout the night sapnap has been hitting you left and right with pick-up lines but that one had to be the most profound. every single one you heard you'd brush it off to the side, not even batting a eye to it. and everytime he tried to get a reaction out of you it'd be ignored.

but this time a unfamiliar heat rises to your face. you put a hand over your camera while using the other one to cover one of your cheeks, pushing the other one into your shoulder.

"AYE QUE VERGA- QUE TE PASA CONTIGO?? COCHINO." you spit back aggressively, though the voice crack when you shouted showed your true embarrassment.

"what?" he laughs, watching as you remove your hand from the camera, he looks at your chat.

@bootylover445 : ARE THEY BLUSHING? LMAO

@y/unapsh1per : SAPNAP KEEP GOING I NEED THIS FOR EDITS

he giggles at that one.

@rainiedai : this is the first time we got a reaction like that, good job sapnap.

he then realized that what rainiedai said was true, you were known for being the most nonchalant, unfazed person on twitch, not really giving the time of day for anything. people were usually scared of you, they could say the meanest thing to you and you'd just shrug in response. so the fact that he made you blush will forever be on his mind, he took pride in it and you looked amazing in red.

"aw is y/n blushing?" he teased at you, squishing his cheeks in mockery, you scoff rolling your eyes.

you pull your lips into a thin line, furrowing your eyebrows, the blush was now gone and a mean look replaced it. but your voice contradicts your face, you wouldn't ever tell him but it was effective and cute, and even if the pick-up line was vulgar, it was funny enough to get a rise out of you.

in a hushed out, light tone you mumble.

"callate idiota."

and he smiles.

* AYE QUE VERGA- QUE TE PASA CONTIGO?? COCHINO. | aye what the fuck- whats wrong with you?? nasty. *

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silly-mouse · 3 years ago

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Two Pros and A Con of Dating Sapnap

I like writing these I think they're cute :)

Romantic CC!Sapnap x reader, ~450 words, talk of eating and drinking

“Scooch,” you grumbled, barely audible through the quilt you’d wrapped around yourself to leave the couch.

Your boyfriend eagerly pushed his chair away from his desk, helping you navigate onto his lap while he harassed Dream via Discord. “Sugar’s in here swaddled like a baby trying not to freeze, and you think this is an okay temperature… You’re fucking insane,” he scoffed, lifting the bottom of his hoodie for you. You muttered a thanks, dropping your blanket to join him in the soft material, burrowing your way up until you popped out the neckline, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Oh my god, you’re cold,” he chuckled as you wrapped your arms around him and buried your nose in his neck, feeling the Texas sunshine soaking through his skin.

“You’re warm,” you muttered against his throat, purring as he pulled the quilt up to cover you both before scooching back up to his desk.

“Don’t even, Dream, you know you’re just jealous… You did not turn the temperature down to make Sugar come cuddle, you liar, that’s bull, and you know it-”

Pro: he’s a living heater

“What’cha got,” Sapnap hummed as you climbed into the middle seat of his pickup.

“Do you even have to ask,” you laughed, holding up your favorite candy and soda pairing. You couldn’t believe you found them at this little, rundown gas station. “What about you?”

“Cherry coke and licorice,” he announced proudly, holding them out so you could put them in the passenger seat.

“God, you’re such a basic bitch,” you teased as he put the truck in drive, laughing as his hand came down on your thigh.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re one to talk. Just for that, give me a sip of yours first, and I’m gonna backwash the shit out of it.”

“You’re disgusting,”

“You love me,”

Pro: he takes you on gas station dates practically every other night.

It felt like you’d been standing there holding each other forever. You were grateful that Dream offered to circle the airport to give you two your time to say goodbye.

“You know you don’t have to go,” he muttered against your hair, earning a short, choked laugh from you.

“You know I do.”

He sighed. “I know.” He squeezed you tighter before letting go, holding you at arm's length with his hands on your cheeks, wiping away the budding tears. “Text me when you land,” he pleaded, “and call before bed.”

“I will,” you promised, leaning your cheek against his palm.

“You know I miss you like crazy every time you leave,”

You nodded, pulling him back in to hide your face in his neck, taking deep breaths of his cologne as you resisted the urge to tear up your boarding pass. “I know,”

Con: he lives in Florida

#sillymouse #fanfic #fanfiction #squeaks #fluff #x reader #mcyt #mcyt fanfiction #cc x reader #sapnap x you #sapnap x y/n #sapnap x reader #sapnap imagine

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kumezyzo · 2 years ago

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ive always been obsessed with dteam and bf!sapnap, but recently the brainrot has really been rotting lol.....so enjoy my takes on this amazing beautiful man that i love sm 😭😭

pt.2 m.list

bf!sapnap that couldnt help but talk about you during his interview with anthony padilla

"and have you gotten more comfortable with sharing personal information as you got more comfortable on camera?"

"um, yea, definitely. like i recently announced my relationship with my amazing partner and it was partially because ive gotten more comfortable and because i just feel like theyre too important to me to not announce."

bf!sapnap that let you drape yourself over him as he decorated cookies during the christmas stream cause he wasnt feeling the best that day. it brought him comfort as you whispered reassuring words to him so sweetly

(later on, people clipped that as much as they clipped the dnf moments from that stream)

bf!sapnap that genuinely wouldnt care if you gained or lost weight because he would love to be between your thighs no matter what 🥰

bf!sapnap that privately tells you the best way he could think of to go out was by suffocating between your thighs while eating you out

bf!sapnap who cuddles you so close at night and doesnt care if you move around too much because hes a heavy sleeper

bf!sapnap that blushes when you sit on his lap and just hold his face, calling him pretty boy and complimenting him

bf!sapnap that calls you peaches "because you taste so sweet" in bed and loves how shocked you are when he calls you that in public or on a stream

#sapnap #sapnap x reader #sapnap x you #dteam #cc!sapnap #help me #i actually love him sm #dream team #sapnap fluff #sapnap smut

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ficwriterwastakenalt · 3 years ago

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Fan Behaviour

As they waited for the band to take the stage, Yn stood tapping her foot to some warm-up music. As the band made its way to the centre of the platform, Yn watched as a blonde older male walked onto the stage and said, "Now welcome the one and only Feral Boys." His voice echoed throughout the auditorium, making all the girls scream.

Yn rolled her eyes as her friend, a die-hard fan of the band, screamed and shook her, they had somehow secured two front-row tickets and backstage passes. Yn examined the five boys, who included two brown-haired guys, a blonde, and two black-haired males.

The short black haired male sat behind a set of navy blue drums near the back of the stage, still in view, the other black haired male stood to the left of the blonde with a baby blue quitar that had darker blue flames.

If Yn knew her quitars, which she did, one of the brown haired males stood on the right side of the blonde, holding a bright orange electric quitar with a sort of lava design, a Jackson SLX Soloist Electric Guitar. Yn glanced at the other brown haired male who stood behind a purple keyboard. Yn hated to admit it, but they were all pretty, especially the blonde in the middle holding a green mic.

He had a low-cut dark green shirt with a leather jacket over it and black ripped jeans, and his eyes were the prettiest blueish green with brown around the pupils. His blonde hair was long but didn't quite cover his eyes. He swiftly surveyed the audience with a huge smile showing off his pearly fangs, "hello ladies and of course gents," his voice rang out over the crowd, making them scream once again and having Yn roll her e/c eyes, something she had been doing a lot tonight.

"Well, because some of you are so excited, we're going to take this show on the road." Yn felt eyes on her and looked up to meet the blonde's gaze. "Isn't he so hot?" her friend exclaimed in her ear. Yn was confused "Dream he's the blonde.".As the band began to play and the blonde -Dream began to sing, Yn nodded.

Yn wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was quite attractive.

Yn spent much of her time playing with her oversized hoodie and occasionally disappearing to the restroom, but she was really out back the building smoking (reminder: smoking is bad, it's just for the storyline, please don't start :( ) Yn was sitting against the chilly brick wall behind the building, smoking, when the door opened, revealing the band.

"Bro, there was one girl in the crowd who was just so pretty," He said as Yn sat and listen them talk. Yn shrank farther into the wall as she recognised the voice of the lead singer, Dream. "Yeah, what did she look like," the male, later identified as Sapnap, said as he gave her a wink and then returned his attention to his best friend.

"She had h/c h/l hair and the prettiest e/c eyes, and she was dressed in an oversized black sweatshirt with grey jeans and platforms," Dream explained. "That the girl?" Sapnap elbowed Dream and motioned to Yn. Sapnap inquired, his tone cocky.

Yn pushed herself up the wall as she and Dream locked eyes. Yn dashed to the entrance and ran inside, looking for her friend "Aria!" "Yn what are you doing, we still have the backstage tickets," Yn ignored her friend and continued to pull her till she planted her feet firmly and ripped her wrist from Yn's grasp. "Dream said he had the hots for me," Yn whispered shouted, causing Aria to roll her blue eyes. "Sure he did, and I didn't sleep with your ex," Aria said. Yn's eyes glistened up with tears and she staggered away as Aria spoke. "W-what?" Yn mumbled.

Yn kept backing up till her back met someone's chest and arms wrapped around her. "Is there a problem here ladies?" a british voice inquired from beside Yn, prompting Yn to turn to her side and see one of the band members, -George, or Gogy as the band called him.

"No, just a selfish bitch being selfish," Yn grumbled, glaring at Aria Yn shook her head, causing a couple tears to fall and splash on the floor and onto the arm of the person holding her. "Oh please, at least I'm not the one acting all innocent and shit grow.up.Yn," Yn shook free of the arms that had encircled her and marched over to Aria, smacking her across the face. "I hope you choke on the next dick you suck," she said. Before storming passed Aria.

Yn heard some people ooing behind her but didn't stop, and she found herself leaning against the building again, her lips around yet another cigarette. "Hey, are you okay?" Yn smiled sweetly at the man, "im doing just fine," she said before taking a drag from her cigarette, making Karl narrow his eyes "smoking is bad you know," he remarked, making Yn chuckle.

As soon as the door opened, Sapnap ran up to Karl and kissed him on the forehead. Yn raised an eyebrow at Karl, who blushed "oh hey Yn" Yn nodded "Sapnap" Sapnap grinned at Karl before returning his focus to Yn "so where's your lover Yn" "I don't have one," Yn shrugged and grimaced. "Of course you do," Sapnap rolled his eyes, a cheeky grin on his face.

"oh yeah" Yn said, rolling her eyes. "yeah" Sapnap smirked and wiggled his brows. "Who is it then?" Yn pressed. "His name starts with a Dre and ends with am" Karl taunted Yn, making Yn's cheeks light up with a pink tint. "He doesn't like me" Yn muttered as she drew her knees to her chest and crossed her arms over them, burying her face in her elbows. "I'm sure he does," Yn froze as he heard Dream's voice. Why was he listening in on the conversation and when did he arrive? Yn's heart slammed against her chest.

Dream knelt down in front of Yn, removing the cigaratte from her palm and putting it out on the sidewalk, causing Yn to narrow her eyes at him. She lowered her legs and froze as a set of lips landed onto hers. As she closed her eyes and lean into it, Yn's heart raced faster than any race car could. The cold metal of his tonuge piercing didnt go unnoticed by Yn.

aye yo racing au next? but with Quackity bc i dont write much for the shorty?

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lilywastaken · 2 years ago

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First of all I hope this is the request section second of all love your writings you’ve done so far <3 now to my request, I’ve been seeing way to many edits about dream in mr beast Antartica video. What if fem/reader went along with them and slept with in dream,sapnap, jimmy tent. It would be a dream x reader, friends to lovers or already a couple your choice :). Can’t wait to read more from you <3

⇝ARTIC COLD.

CC! DreamWasTaken x FEM!Reader.

SUMMARY: Spending 50 hours in Antarctica wasn't on your list of things to do this month, but neither was sharing a sleeping bag with your crush.

WARNINGS: Fluff, mentions of blood, illness (Dream's ill the whole time ☠️.), a lot of swearing!

A/N: My first request!! Thank you so much for it! <3 I chose the friends to lovers route with it, and kind of got carried away cause I love this idea (as you'll see)!! I'm actually really proud of this one, it might be my favourite piece of writing yet LMAO. Requests are still open!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you all for the support! <33

WORD COUNT: 5.8K

MASTERLIST.

Also on ao3!

You were used to travelling at this point.

Living with some of the biggest content creators of the year and creating content yourself meant that you were always being invited to places, whether it be conventions or get-togethers with internet friends.

And although you were well acquainted with Karl and knew who he worked for, you had never expected to be invited to be part of one of Mr Beast's survival challenges alongside your roommates and his crew, and you would've been crazy to even imagine you'd be invited to travel to Antarctica of all places.

After living for half a year in one of the warmer states in the U.S., you didn't know how you were meant to survive below 0 degrees when all you had to wear were tank tops and the occasional long sleeved shirt.

Which meant you were stuck borrowing your roommates' big chunky jackets and sweaters that they had brought alongside them for the trip.

It wasn't as if you weren't used to borrowing clothes from them, hell, you were pretty sure most of your closet consisted of Dream's clothes that were too small to fit him anymore.

But that didn't make it any less embarrassing.

"You look like a penguin."

George snorted as soon as you stumbled out of the jet's tiny bathroom, sporting one of the many jackets you were required to wear before exiting the aircraft and stepping onto Antarctica.

"Go fuck yourself." You sneered back, zipping your coat up to your chin and shoving your hands into the pockets, somehow already feeling the chill from the outside despite not having landed yet. "I'm afraid I won't be able to look as stylish as you wish me to during our stay in fucking Antarctica."

"I think you look stylish enough." Clay teased cheekily as he walked up from behind you, large hands landing on your shoulders to manoeuvre you out of his way, causing you to roll your eyes long enough to cause a headache at the cockiness he was exhibiting simply because you had chosen to wear his clothes instead of anyone else's.

"You're just saying that because it's your jacket she's wearing." Nolan commented as Karl helped him zip up the last of the many coats he was wearing, a teasing tone in his voice.

"And she looks good in it, what's the issue?" Dream didn't seem to want to back down from their back and forth, as usually happened with those. When Nolan didn't respond, the blond turned his head around and shot you a grin along with a thumbs up, his silent way of boasting after one of his so-called wins.

"You're such an idiot." You muttered under your breath as Sapnap handed you one of the many scarves that were littered across the floor, and you for one were glad that you had something to cover your face, not wanting anyone to notice the warmth that had risen to your cheeks after your small interaction with Dream.

Despite you living with him for almost a full year, he had somehow never gotten the memo about your true feelings towards him, unlike both Sapnap and George and half of the goddamn internet, who were full-on convinced that you were head over heels for the previously faceless YouTuber, and to be fair, they weren't far off.

He'd been the first one to reach out after lurking around in your streams, the first one to invite you into their server and make an effort to include you into the ongoing lore, to add you to streams with his internet friends and therefore introduce you to the people who you now considered to be your best friends.

It was inevitable, really. After countless hours spent listening to each other's voices through your speakers and being one of the first people to see his face despite his initial fear of rejection, how could you not fall in love with him? He was perfect, from the way his nose crinkled when he smiled to the countless moles adorning his body, he was perfect.

It was stupid, really, how hard you'd fallen for someone who had started out as a simple stranger on the internet who happened to also play Minecraft to one of the people you loved the most.

And you were going to make sure that he'd never know how much you truly loved him, the chances of your confession ruining the friendship you both had built too high to even consider.

"Why are you guys just standing around, we're about to land!" Jimmy came out of the cockpit, clapping his hands together and ushering everyone towards their luggage in an effort to get you to get ready quicker. "Come on! I don't want any of you catching frostbite and dying on me!"

"Wait, that's possible!?"

Despite all the layers of clothing Dream was currently sporting, he somehow managed to feel your hand wrap around his elbow, shuffling closer to his taller build as you readied to exit the aircraft.

"You okay?" He pulled his ski mask down below his lips so he could send you a reassuring smile, his juniper eyes obscured by the ski goggles that sat snuggly on his face.

"Yep. Totally okay. Totally not freaking out because we're about to spend 50 hours in the coldest place on earth. Totally fine, Clay." Your words came out of your mouth almost at the speed of light as your gloved hands fumbled with the scarf around your neck, receiving a laugh from the blond in response.

"Calm down. I doubt Jimmy will actually let us die, okay?" He moved your hands away from your face and fixed your problem himself, the smile on his lips only growing as his fingers brushed against your warming cheeks, a huge contrast to the cold air swirling outside.

"And if you do, just make sure to tell everyone to like and subscribe, okay?" A small 'oof!' left you as Chandler slammed his hands on your shoulders from behind, getting a slightly angered glare from Dream and a few giggles from the others at his action.

"Fuck you, man." You smiled, the sweet yet very brief encouragement you'd received lifting your spirits almost immediately.

But they were swiftly dampened as the doors opened, and holy fucking shit, you'd underestimated how cold it was going to be.

The sun was shining onto your small group, but not a single trace of warmth was felt on your skin, and oh god what you'd give to be back home curled underneath your bed covers holding Patches in your arms.

Jimmy didn't spare a single second to start the challenge, already heading over to the spot he'd claimed would be perfect for the makeshift camp that would be your home for the next two days.

Luckily, you'd been tasked with carrying one of the lighter pieces of luggage, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't almost busted a lung laughing whenever you saw one of the boys slip or trip and fall flat on their faces, but you did stop every time Dream stopped to cough, knowing he had caught a chill right before boarding the plane and the freezing temperatures you were being forced to travel through would likely do him no good.

After surviving a surprise blizzard and almost slipping a few times, you finally reached the spot Jimmy had marked in his mental map. You were almost ready to collapse into the soft looking snow, but of course, you were forced to put up the tents you'd be staying in, which proved even more difficult than propping up a normal tent in the woods, thanks to the never ending wind and slippy snow.

But as soon as you were allowed into the safety of the main tent, you curled into a ball in the corner and fought with your gloves to turn on your phone, which barely worked due to the cold.

"What the fuck are you trying to do with that?" Sapnap groaned as he fell to the ground in front of you, spying at the device in your hands as if he were some sort of prehistoric man and this was his first contact with fire. "You're an actual imbecile if you think there's going to be even a sliver of reception here."

You stuck your tongue out to him and moved to kick his side with your snow boots, snickering in victory as he finally moved away from you, leaving an empty spot at your side as Jimmy started to take out the strange contraptions that were required to make food in such extreme weather, but you were too tired to listen in to his explanation.

"Made you something." You visibly cringed at the sound of Dream's groggy voice before he came into view, ski mask and goggles abandoned so you could see clearly how red and runny his nose was, gloves off so he could hand you the warm packet of food he claimed to have made.

"Didn't know you were a Rudolph cosplayer.", You commented on his appearance with a sly smile, almost dropping the food as you felt him curl into your side, head falling onto your shoulder with a shaky moan of pain, clearly not amused by your attempt at a joke. "You okay?"

"No. Not okay." He whined, his warm breath hitting your neck from where his head was situated and causing goosebumps to form, your body still not used to this much proximity with him. "I feel like shit. Like… worse than shit."

You'd normally roll your eyes at such a statement, but you knew now that he was telling the truth, you'd seen the blood he coughed up the day before during your stay in Chile, and you knew that a cold could quickly turn into something way worse given the time.

You were ready to offer him help with whatever he needed, but you were cut off before you could even begin as you saw his mouth open wide from the corner of your eye.

"Wh-"

"Feed me." He attempted to say without closing his mouth, soft eyes looking up at you through his long eyelashes with a pleasing look. "C'mon. Hungry."

You tried to ignore the head creeping up your neck as you reached into the bag with the plastic spoon to scoop up some of the now lukewarm food out and into his mouth, watching as he closed his mouth around the spoon and gulped, moaning softly at the taste.

"Holy shit that might actually be the best thing I've ever tasted." He opened his mouth again, waiting for you to shovel a bit more food into his mouth.

"Oh, so what you said about my pesto was a lie?" You said, pouting in mock sadness as you repeated your action, shoving the spoon into his mouth a bit too hard and making him choke, but before you could apologise, he shook his head, answering your previous accusation.

"Okay, second best. Your cooking skills put this delicious cold goop to shame." He joked between a few chews, nudging you slightly with his shoulder. "You know that."

"Ah, so you're comparing my food to this?" You raised the bag in question and shook it a bit to further your point, trying your best to not burst out laughing at how panicked he looked as he tried to explain himself; a frown etching onto his face as you finally broke and let out a soft giggle.

"You're making fun of me." He finally seemed to realise as you nodded in response, about to shove some snow in your face if it weren't for the spoon that was shoved into his mouth and the puppy eyes you shot in his direction.

"Truce?"

The gulp he made was enough of a response for you.

Once the spoon you had used for Dream was well disposed of (you didn't want to risk getting ill yourself), you started eating some of the food yourself, Dream's head still snugly resting on your shoulder as he watched your every movement, making small talk every now and then and joining in on the conversations the others were having.

"Okay, it's like… almost midnight." Jimmy commented as he stared down at his watch, everyone staring back at him with the same bewildered expression, since the sun was still shining down onto your small camp. "We gotta get to bed."

"But it's still sunny outside!" Karl whined, pulling back the entrance slap to stare outside for a split moment, everyone immediately shouting at him for letting the cold in.

"And it's going to stay like that! Did the American school system fail you this badly!? Haven't you lot learnt about Antarctica? The sun is always up here!" George exclaimed in frustration, already zipping up his jacket, urging everyone else to abandon their food and do the same.

"Exactly! So let's get into our tents and try to get some rest, okay?" Jimmy encouraged, trying his best to keep everyone's morale up, picking up his sleeping bag and waiting for everyone to be ready before opening the tent.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You heard Sapnap curse as he followed his group into the tent with their sleeping bags, your own pressed to your chest for extra warmth until you reached the tent you'd be staying in, quickly making yourself at home on the right side.

"Dibs!" You didn't even try to hide the amusement in your voice as you slammed your bag and belongings onto the plastic ground, immediately starting to zip down the giant coat you'd been wearing.

"Yeah, yeah." Jimmy rolled his eyes with a smile as he and Nolan claimed the left side, leaving Dream standing at the entrance in confusion, staring at the empty spot beside your sleeping bag as if it was an abomination of nature.

His brain hadn't seemed to comprehend that he'd be sleeping next to you when you confessed you'd feel safer sleeping in the same tent as him, he had simply assumed you'd be sleeping next to Nolan or Jimmy, not him.

"You okay, dude? You're letting in all the cold." Your voice snapped him out of the daze he had been in, rapidly nodding instead of answering since he really didn't trust his voice to work right then.

Once the tent was zipped up tight, he awkwardly shuffled towards you, watching intently as you pushed your jackets off, which left you in the tight shirt all of you wore beneath the heaps of coats.

His hands shook as he undid his sleeping bag, and he wasn't sure if it was because of the cold or because of how close to you he was going to be in a few minutes.

And he didn't know why this was affecting him so much, he'd been cuddled up into your side less than an hour ago, and he wouldn't be able to count the times you'd crawled into his bed back home after a nightmare or if you were being too lazy to make the few steps that it took from his room to yours. He'd had you in his arms, hell, he'd felt the warm skin of your waist beneath his open palms that one time he helped you decorate the Christmas tree, so why was this different?

Maybe he was deluded.

That's probably right, his cold had gotten so bad that it was affecting his senses, which meant he was now super fucking awkward around you and wanted nothing more than to hide his face in the crook of your neck and feel once again your warm skin bene-

What?

What the fuck?

What the actual fuck?

He froze in his tracks as he stopped his train of thought from going any further, his face heating up as he reviewed the thoughts about you that seemed to have infiltrated his mind.

Well…. it wasn't like he hadn't ever thought about you like that, it was sort of inevitable. You were one of his closest friends, (maybe his closest, but don't tell George that.) and yeah, maybe once in a while he had thought about kissing you, about threading his fingers through your hair and tracing every feature on your pretty face while you laid in his arms.

And… and maybe he had told himself that all those times you had come to him at night for comfort or had stayed in his arms while watching a movie, were nothing but platonic, that you would probably do the same with Sapnap or George (despite the absolute fucking jealousy he felt brewing inside of him at the thought of you lying in their arms instead of his.) and the moments you spent talking about everything and anything at the same time weren't reminiscent to all of his past relationships, because this wasn't a relationship! He was your best friend! Not some creep that was in love with the girl who trusted him the most! Nope! No way.

He nodded to himself in confirmation as he finally finished setting up his sleeping bag, flopping down onto it with an angered huff, ignoring the amused look you sent in his direction.

"You're going to sleep like that?" You questioned, poking his side teasingly, causing him to yelp and move away from your touch as if it was poison as quickly as he could, snapping his head down to look at his outfit.

His cheeks went even redder (if humanly possible) as he realised he had been this close to falling asleep in full Antarctica tactical gear, quickly shoving all of his layers off so he was in the tight shirt your two other tent-mates were also wearing.

"You're so stupid." You snorted at him with a fond smile, turning around on top of your makeshift bed to pick up your phone and some earphones you'd been smart enough to bring. "Downloaded some anime Karl recommended, you want to watch an episode before we sleep?" You offered, making sure your voice was low enough that it didn't disturb Jimmy or Nolan, who were busy talking to the cameraman; lifting an earbud in one hand and waving it around enticingly.

"Y-Yeah, why not?" He smiled back at you, awkwardly shuffling towards you and keeping his distance because he was your friend who respected your boundaries and definitely did not like you.

He sputtered out a whine as you rolled your eyes and pulled his sleeping bag flush against yours, forcing him to sit right next to you, arm to arm, leg to leg and foot to foot. He raised a shaking hand to pop in the earbud you handed to him and tried his best to focus on the screen and not on how fucking warm your skin felt against his, how cute you sounded when you let out a short snort or a low giggle, how pretty you looked from the side with the glow of your phone reflecting your features.

Fuck.

You, for one, were actually enjoying the show at hand (despite only having one earbud, but that didn't matter.), and not focusing on how close Dream was to you, something you were learning to do after all the times you'd spent curled into his side at his bed back home.

You hadn't really thought about how the sleeping arrangements would work back on the plane, you were more concerned about the plastic device Jimmy had shoved into your hand and tried his best to explain how it was supposed to help you use the restroom.

But now that you were given the time to breathe, you finally realised how close you'd be to him, the thought enough to make you want to shove your face into a pillow and scream into it like a schoolgirl, just like every time you ended up in his arms.

Before the episode could finish, the cameraman left after filming a bit of Jimmy and Nolan, the latter escorting him out and turning back around, his gaze flicking down to your sleeping bag.

"Ah, shit, your bag's ripped."

"What?" You let your phone fall onto your lap and leaned over your legs to grab at the end of what would've been your bed if it weren't for the giant gash that had split the bottom in half, exposing your socks to the outside. "Fuck! Jimmy!"

The man in question popped his head up from where he was lying down, surveying the damage before biting the inside of his cheek in thought, scratching his chin.

"Uh… I don't think we've got any spares. Are… Are you okay with sharing or something? I mean, you know Karl, he'll probably be up all night so you can probably take his or share…?"

Dream didn't want to admit how horrible the thought of you leaving his tent to share with Karl was and how disgusting he felt as the jealousy grew in a pit of his stomach as he kept on thinking about it.

"Uh-" You looked down at the threads hanging out of the tear, shrugging your shoulders as you silently agreed. "I mean… as long as Karl's okay with it…? I don't mind."

"Great! Here, let me hel-"

"You can just share with me."

Dream's groggy voice cut off Jimmy's enthusiastic one, causing all of the tent to snap their head into his direction, as if you had forgotten he was there.

"That's fine, right?"

"Yeah!" You cried out a bit too eager, quickly coughing and changing your tone of voice to a more mellow one. "Yeah, that's fine."

"Oookay! That's actually better. A lot of people huddle close for heat here so let's see if you help Dream with that cold of his, eh?" Jimmy nodded, slipping his sleep mask back down his face and lying down, leaving you and Dream wide awake and staring at each other, Nolan having slipped into his bag during your awkward conversation.

"Here." Dream got up and tried his best to pull the sleeping bag open to make more space, waiting patiently for you to unzip your snow boots and put on some fuzzy socks you'd manage to snag in Chile before taking the plane.

"Thanks," You mumbled quietly, awkwardly moving to a side of the bag so Dream would be able to fit in next to you. "For holding it open. And uhm, for offering. I really didn't want to leave the tent, plus, with Karl, Sapnap and George I doubt I'd get any sleep."

Dream snorted in affirmation, aware of how dangerous they were when put together, and he couldn't even imagine how powerful they'd be when contained in such a small space. It was his turn to throw off his boots (not even bothering to unzip them first), and quickly shove himself into the bag next to you in hopes of keeping the warmth his feet had previously been in.

After a bit of shifting and moving limbs, you finally got into a comfortable position, your body draped over his side to preserve warmth with an arm wrapped around you waist with the other tracing random shapes into the arm that was sprawled across his chest, something he subconsciously did every time you were in his arms in such a position.

"This is nice." He mumbled, half joking, half serious.

"Mhm." You hummed, not trusting yourself enough to form proper sentences, carefully resting your head onto his shoulder and tickling his cheek with your hair.

A few moments passed in the same position, Dream's warm hand rubbing circles onto your waist in an attempt to soothe your nerves, knowing how stressed you probably felt without having to ask. You almost melted in his touch as he moved his head to rub his nose into your hair, closing his eyes with a sigh.

"It's impossible to sleep." He finally broke the silence with the muttered sentence, making you giggle and hide your face further into his shoulder.

"Don't you have an eye mask?" You mumbled from your spot, voice muffled by his shirt, feeling him shift beneath you until his hands left you to pull what you assumed was the eye mask down to his face.

"Forgot about it." He grumbled, warm hands finding their spot back onto your body and continuing their ministrations on your skin, lulling you quickly to sleep, feeling as if your head had been stuffed with cotton, tired enough to ignore everything around you, especially the quiet confession that came from Dream's lips and the soft kiss that was pressed to your forehead, leaving it to be a secret of the night.

You were woken up rather abruptly, the tent opening and Karl's high pitched laugh coming in along with the cold air, making everyone in the tent groan in discomfort and move beneath the covers to preserve the warmth, including you two, who during the night seemed to have moved into a different position, your face pressed right into Dream's chest with his chin resting on the crown of your head, his hands cupping the pudge of your thighs as they wrapped around his waist, thumb rubbing in circles like he had done last night with your waist, quickly soothing you back to sleep.

"I'm going to kill you, Karl!" Nolan shouted from his bag as the boy rolled into the tent, Sapnap following close behind with a disposable camera, not trusting his phone enough in such a weather.

"You got it?"

"Yep."

Sapnap made sure the flash was off, not wanting either of you to fully wake up and ruin the moment, before snapping a few pictures of Dream and you cuddled beneath the top layer of his sleeping bag, keeping their giggles and snickers to a low before leaving the tent with a nice reminder of what had happened beneath you.

"Told you it was smart to bring a knife." Sapnap pointed to your discarded sleeping bag with a grin before fully exiting the tent, not without letting in a gust of cold wind.

That seemed to finally snap you out of your sleep, groaning softly as you wriggled in Dream's arms, stopping in your tracks as he let out an incoherent grumble and brought you closer into his arms, as if you were a simple teddy bear and not his best friend who had totally overstepped a line by actually fucking wrapping her legs around his waist as if he were your boyfriend!

"Clay." You whispered as you faced him, moving a hand to push a few of his curls out of the way of his closed eyes and observe the freckles splattered across his skin like stars in the night sky, your finger tracing the short invisible lines between all of them. "Wake up…"

"Hmng…" His hold on you tightened for a moment before returning back to normal, his way of pleading for you to give up and slip back into his arms.

"Claaayy~" you said a bit louder, pressing your finger into the tip of his nose in hopes of getting him to wake faster. "Come on, we've still got a whole day left."

"Do you think I'm actually well enough to do something?" He finally spoke, and you almost jumped at how much worse his voice sounded than last night, but that was a given due to the cold and the mix between his already muzzy voice and the deep tone his morning voice normally took. "Just stay here with me for a while…"

"But I'm well enough to do something, Clay." You mumbled, letting your arm fall by your side and attempting once again to escape his grip, smiling softly as he didn't fight this time and let you slip out easily.

You didn't make any further effort to wake him up again, giving him the luxury of sleeping in a bit longer and getting yourself ready to leave the tent, despite how warm his hold had been and how you truly wanted nothing more than to slip right into his hold and wrap your arms around him.

But you fought the urge to, exiting the warmth of your tent and rushing towards where Karl and George were building a snowman (although it wasn't much of a snowman due to Karl slipping and falling onto it every few minutes.), and offering to assist them.

Ignoring the cold and the fact you didn't have anything to decorate the so-called snowmen with, you actually had fun with them, having said goodbye to Nolan and Jimmy before they left to "claim a mountain" a few hours ago; and you were now left with four snowmen without features, so they really couldn't be called snowmen at all.

"I think it looks pretty good!" Karl hummed as he finished rolling one of the bigger parts of his snowman.

"It's just three balls of snow on top of each other, Karl." George deadpanned as he moved his goggles to see the abominations you three had made.

"I think it looks a bit like you." You stuck your tongue out at George, who returned the gesture before the both of you realised how cold it was to be doing it and quickly returned your tongues back into your mouths.

After making some food and welcoming Jimmy and Nolan back, you spent some time with Dream outside (despite how much your body was screaming at you to get somewhere warm.), and threw a few snowballs at each other, last night's events never discussed or mentioned during your conversations.

You finally realised how much time you had spent outside when Chandler announced the plane would be here in almost two hours, the fact you'd spent almost a day in the freezing snow enough to frighten you into getting frostbite.

"If my fingers fall off I want you to have them, Dream." You confessed to him as you both worked on taking down your tent, giddiness filling you at the loud laugh he let out, nodding his head with a smile beneath his ski mask.

"Yes ma'am, I'll make sure to cherish them until I die." He teased back, shoving whatever remained of the tent into a bag and wrapping some of the rope around it, letting you admire for a moment how strong he truly was before Sapnap called you over to help him with the rubbish.

You didn't have much time to talk as Jimmy hurried you all back to where you had started, where the plane was waiting in all its glory, and holy shit you couldn't wait to be back inside.

You almost tripped on the stairs from how desperate you were to get inside if it weren't for Dream's hands holding you up from behind, knowing how excited you were to get back into the warm safety of the aircraft.

You collapsed into one of the window seats with a loud dramatic exhale, closing your eyes for a moment to enjoy the warmth of the leather chairs and the exaggerated smell of the air freshener that was wafting along the main cabin.

"Fucking finally, right?" Dream laughed after shoving both your luggage into the upper compartments, knowing you'd probably be too exhausted to do it yourself after barely catching any sleep in the last 24 hours, and falling into the empty seat next to you.

"I never thought I'd say this, but…" you turned to look at him dramatically, his heart beating rapidly at your serious expression and words until you spoke. "I actually miss Florida."

He breathed out a sigh of relief along with a laugh, nodding his head in agreement as he moved his hand to wrap around yours, heart fluttering as you didn't even stop him from doing so.

"I can't wait to wear some shorts and a tank top and still be hot." You mumbled with a smile, turning your head to a side to make eye contact with him. "Although it'll probably be a bit too cold for that."

"Yeah, you never know with Floridan winters." He snorted, interlacing your fingers with his and moving to look out the window. "As long as I'm out of this coat, I'll be fine."

It was your turn to laugh, nodding your head in affirmation, and shifting on the seat to rest your head on his shoulder, much like he had done when you had first entered the tent.

Silence filled your little corner of the plane until he finally spoke, turning to you completely and making you lose the balance you previously had.

"You uh… did you hear what I said? Last… uh, last last night?"

You cocked your head to a side like a confused puppy would, shaking your head, a no.

"Uh… well… Shit I'm really going to regret this." He breathed out as a laugh, raising his free hand to pull off his ski mask and ruffle up his curls. "I… I kind of, well… kissed your forehead. And said I- I love you."

Your brain short circuited at his words, blankly staring into his eyes as if your body had stopped just so your mind could make any sense of what he was saying.

"In a non-platonic way."

"In a non-platonic way." You parroted, blinking like a fool as you watched him panic underneath your gaze.

"Yeah."

"Oh."

Silence once again filled your little corner, both of your hands still intertwined and both your gazes locked together, Dream's whole body ready to give out if you didn't give him an answer soon.

"Please say somet-"

"I love you too." Your confession cut him off, his mouth hanging open with unsaid words ready to come out, looking something akin to a fish out of water gasping for air.

"O-Oh!" He breathed out, his body finally catching up to his brain as he nodded at your confession, cheeks pink from both embarrassment and illness. "Holy shit."

"Holy shit." You echoed once again, although this time you ended it with a small breathless giggle, raising your free hand to cup his cheek, stubble pricking your palm and cold skin meeting warm.

"I really want to kiss you right now." He confessed, half closed eyes searching for your gaze as his hand came up to cover yours over his cheek. "But I don't want to get you sick."

You smiled at his pout, shrugging your shoulders as you nodded down towards your fingers. "There's no way I'm not getting sick after that, Clay. It's fine. I want to kiss you too."

He nodded faster than the speed of light as you started to pull him down, pressing your lips to his for a moment that felt like eternity, and oh god, it was better than you imagined. It felt as if fireworks were going off in your head, sending shivers down your spine and lighting every nerve within you on fire, his breath against your lips as he pulled back from them almost burning your skin from how much you wanted to press them back onto his.

"Holy shit."

And by the sounds of it, you hadn't been the only one affected ridiculously by the kiss.

"Can we do that more often?" Dream basically vibrated in his seat at the prospect of being able to repeat that experience, his smile only growing when you nodded your head, a matching one pulling at your lips.

"Yes. Yes please."

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lateline · 3 years ago

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♥【Late Nights With Sapnap】♥

Pairing: Sapnap x gn!Reader

Summary: You stay up late working on a project until Sapnap drags you into bed.

[1AM]

You had been working on project for college all night as it was due the following day but by 1AM you were still not finished. You were beginning to get frustrated as you felt you weren't getting anywhere with it. You leaned back in your chair and sighed, rubbing your eyes in an attempt to stay awake.

| knock knock |

Your head whips around to see Sapnap peering in through the door.

"Y/N? You're still awake?" he says with concern.

You just nod at him, too tired to form any proper sentences.

He walks up to you and leans on the chair and says. "You really should sleep, this isn't good for you."

You groan and you try to at least finish up the page you were working on.

"Y/N, seriously." He says, resting his arms over your shoulders.

You rub your eyes again and look up to him. He sighs and pulls the chair back away from the desk. He scoops you up and carries you to your bed, gently placing you down. He goes back to your desk and turns off your laptop before snuggling up with you under the covers.

"I love you, Y/N" Sapnap says before placing a kiss on your head. You respond by snuggling your head onto his chest. The comforting warmth from being so close to each other rocked the both of you to sleep.

#sapnap #sapnap x reader #mcyt #dsmp #sapnap x yn #sapnap x y/n #sapnap fluff #sapnap dream smp #dream team #cc!sapnap #cc!sapnap x reader #cc!sapnap fluff #cc!sapnap x you #cc!sapnap x y/n #sapnap x you

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crystalcow · 3 years ago

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Hello friend! May I request cc dsmp secret s/o having a bad day and walking in while they're streaming and not even caring they just want to be held while listening to their steam so they crawl into their lap and just sit there while they play? Sorry for the long and complicated request! Here's is a funny meme to thank you for your creative writing services!

𝐵𝑎𝑑 𝐷𝑎𝑦𝑠//𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑊𝑎𝑠𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛

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Dream x reader !cc

Pronouns used: they/them

Warnings: more fluff and unplanned writing

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I shot up from the bed gasping for air, the previous nightmare screwing over in my head. I coughed looking around my surroundings, an insurance that I’m back into the safety of reality.

I noticed an absence of the place next to me, frowning looking around for my boyfriend. He should be editing or on call with his actual lovers at the moment, best to not disturb.

Deciding that I should get up, I hauled myself out of the sheets bringing it down to the floor with me as I collided into the ground. I groaned sitting up, rubbing the backside of my head.

I proceeded with my morning routine, looking around for the coffee beans in the cabinet. Once I found them I was sad to see the bag empty, the word throwing a dawn of despair my way today.

I whined giving up before throwing myself onto the couch, deciding to check twitch on my phone. The notification popped up at the top of my screen, clicking on it shocked to see it was actually true.

DreamWasTaken Went live!

I smiled watching my boyfriend mess around the smp with Sapnap and George, answering different questions the chat threw at them. Most of them were about a meet up or when the next Minecraft manhunt was coming out.

“Do you have a partner? Cause you can hit me up any day”

The question threw me off guard as Dream read it out loud, chuckling to try avoiding it. “Yeah dream, do you have a lover? I mean I doubt it but..” George teased, my enjoyment in this small little segment growing.

“Of course he does, and it’s me!” Sapnap jokingly threw out, making their minecraft characters kiss while making little ‘mwahs’. I laughed before accidentally dropping my phone onto my face.

My nose crinkled as I threw my phone to the floor, hoping it didn’t crack from my sheer stupidity. I cringed as patches stepped over onto it, smashing my poor phone deeper into the hard wood floor.

I gently picked the kitten up setting her onto my lap, tears welling in my eyes as I looked at the cracked screen. It was already fairly damaged making this it’s final straw..

Damnit

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I chuckled as I read the question that popped up on the screen, moving my character around in circles. I hummed trying to avoid it but of course George had to bring it up again.

“Yeah dream do you have a lover..? I doubt it tho.” I scoffed at the British man hitting his netherite armor, both of them fully aware of my partner, even speaking to them time to time off camera.

“Of course he does, and it’s me!” Sapnap shouted out making his way to kiss my character, the both of us crouching mocking small noises. “Hm but no I don’t, heh.” I laughed it off, a small ping in my heart from the lie.

I hate lying about being single especially since I knew Y/n was watching the stream. We never really talked about the fan art and shipping, they never really shown any dis comfort in it tho. We just keep saying, ‘it’s best to keep our relationship a secret from the internet!’

It’s my personal life anyways

Only a certain group of people know, like my close friends and family. I’d rather not see them getting attacked by toxic stans all the time, bad enough I have to deal with them myself.

“Mm you sure about that?” Sapnap kept going on, I made a mental note to yell at him later for it. “What if it’s the Nickelodeon hot tub person!” George perked up as I just let my head fall onto the desk.

So I prompted to what I do best

GeorgenotFound was slained by Dream using [Nightmare]

I looked over, muting my mic as the door handle jiggled. I smiled as a small head perked inside, Slowly fully walking into my office as if there were hidden cameras around.

I watched curiously as they made their way into my lap, legs on either side of my chair straddling me. “Well hello there.” I laughed drawing my lovers head closer to my chest, carefully running my fingers through their hair.

“You okay?” I muttered worried after not hearing a reply, soft clicks onto the keyboard as I sent a message to someone on discord. “Bad day..” Y/n mumbled into my neck, the small vibrations sending a small tingle down my spine.

“Wanna listen to me and the guys?” I asked as they nodded snuggling further into my hoodie. I used one hand to control the game, using my free one to scratch their head and rub the small of their back.

Unmuting as I made a quick excuse, continuing on with the game making sure not to be too loud. “Yeah patches wanted some attention, but it’s okay since she’s worth it.” I laughed as chat filled with ‘awws.’

I looked down to the resting person on my lap, watching as their eyes fluttered as I talked. Being faceless really did come in handy at times, knowing that this beautiful sight was for me and my love.

“Really worth it..”

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Sorry if this isn’t the best, I’ve been in a sort of writing slump recently! Also if you wanted multiple then I can do another one like this with more, or a different cc.

As always! Request and ask anything, and ask if you want to be on a taglist!

#dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #dream team x y/n #dream team x reader #mcyt #dream mcyt #mcyt x reader #dsmp imagine #dsmp x reader #cc x reader #fluff #mcyt x y/n #dreamwastaken #sapnap #george not found

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struggling-with-time · 3 years ago

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Does your father know? [Sapnap x reader]

Paring: Sapnap x Gender neutral!reader

Summary: A couple of nights out, that the local adults certainly aren't supposed to know about. But definitely does. And the things that happen at those parties. College AU SBI!reader.

Warnings: Fluff, so much fluff

Words: 4.6K

Masterlist: Sapnap's Masterlist - SBI Masterlist - Full Masterlist

A/N: This has been brewing in my head for days, so here it is. Please request if you feel like it. REQUESTS ARE OPEN. Request here.

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You are casually chatting along with Karl, and a very drunk Quackity. The music is loud in the house. You don’t remember whose parents own the house, it's more likely it's an involuntary frat house. But it sure isn’t a place you are used to coming to. You can spot Sapnap as he makes his way over to the three of you, and before you know it.

Sapnap pulls you along onto the dance floor, barely giving you time to put your drink down. You are already a good few drinks down and can’t help but feel like floating as he drags you along. A giggle passes your lips as you make your way into the dancefloor.

The music is loud, and while you have never heard this song before, you feel like you know the lyrics to it.

Sapnap places his hands on your hips as the two of you dance.

It’s nice, it’s fun.

It’s not what you are supposed to be doing.

Because as far as your family is aware, you are sleeping nice and soundly at home, and not out drinking and partying.

Well, most of your family, you could have sworn you saw your brother, Wilbur, in the crowd earlier. But what he doesn’t know. Won’t hurt him.

“Having fun tonight?” Sapnap’s voice breaks you away from your though. His face is suddenly a lot closer than before. His warm breath hitting your ear as he whispered. A grin works its way onto your own face.

“With you? Of course.”

It’s loud. It’s warm. It’s crowded.

Yet there is nowhere else you would want to be for the night.

Sapnap pulls away from your ear again, mouthing along to the song that’s playing. And the two of you dance, losing yourself to the crowd. Losing yourself to the music. Losing yourself to each other.

None of you have count on the number of songs that pass by. Each one seemingly bleeding into the next, and your energy never-ending. Your dancing ever the fun.

You can feel his hands as they glided over your body, seemingly exploring all of it. And you enjoy it, egging him on as you dance. You dance only for him. Matching your hips to the rhythm. Your eyes locked on his. His hands locked on you.

A cheeky wink from you timed to the music, is all Sapnap needs for him to pull you close against him once again. His lips ghost over your ear.

“You look great in blue.”

His touch goes from warm to hot, seemingly setting you ablaze. His lips trailing over your neck. Down to your shoulder. From your shoulder back to your neck. His teeth grazing over your neck lightly before he continues back up to your ear.

You can feel him whisper something to you, but you have lost most senses. Only able to focus on his touch. As his fingers grip you tighter.

He pulls his face back, and you lock eyes with him. A smirk is eminent on his face.

It’s clear to him, it’s clear to anyone taking a glance at you. He is driving you wild.

His left-hand leaves your side to cup your face. He pulls you in slowly, and you more than willingly follow along. His lips ghosting over yours once more. For a second, it’s just the two of you. Just for a second. But only for a second. Then the spell breaks.

“Fuck.” Sapnap mutters and pulls away. His hands letting go of you completely, and suddenly you are forced to stand on your own. You feel a bit disorientated at the sudden pull back to reality.

Sapnaps eyes are locked on something a bit behind you, a string of curse words seemingly leaving his mouth. You’re unsure if he’s muttering or talking. The music overpowering them either way.

You turn around to find what has brought him to pull away.

And there in the outskirt of the dancefloor stands a tall pink-haired guy, holding a brunette slumped against the pink guy. Or as you formerly know them, your older brothers Techno and Wilbur. They seem to be looking for someone, as Techno seems to be looking through the crowd that has assembled on the makeshift dancefloor.

Sapnap leans over to your ear once again.

“Does your dad know that you are out?” This time he’s yelling, no longer intimate or secretive whispers.

“No!” You yell back to him.

“Do you think they’re looking for you?”

Techno catches your eyes and raises a hand. Answering Sapnaps question for you.

You manoeuvred your way through the dancing crowd, leaving Sapnap alone. Approaching your brothers. You cast a glance back to where you stood, Sapnap already gone in the crowd. You try not to look disappointed, as you look back at your brother, but one raised eyebrow from Techno is enough to tell you, you failed to do so.

“Drunk?”

“Drunk.”

You sigh, as you guide Wilburs arm over your shoulder, and the three of you head into the night and down the street. A couple of minutes passes, and Wilbur starts to mumble about his big plans for the future.

You and Techno share a laugh at your brother's expense in the night. The inevitable scolding from Phil far away in the future.

It takes you exactly three weeks before you have done enough chores to get ungrounded. Although all three of you had snuck out in the middle of the night. You and Techno had been responsible enough to bring Wilbur home without trying to drive, and you had even woken Phil up yourself when you got home. Although you were pretty sure he had heard you from the moment you had stepped through the door. And Wilbur had decided that the hallway would be a perfectly good place to take a nap.

But that was three weeks ago, and now is now.

You have the clothes you want to wear in your backpack, along with your laptop and a physics book to make it believable.

While you don’t pride yourself on being a party animal, it doesn’t hurt to participate when invited. And especially not when Sapnap himself invites you.

“Bye Dad!” You yell out as you pass the kitchen. Phil sitting on his laptop, with Tommy beside him looking close to crying in frustration over homework, and Wilbur seemingly trying to cook something up. Keyword trying.

“Wait up!” Phil yells out, making you stop in your track. “Come in here.” You slowly backtrack your steps, making you stand in the doorway of the kitchen.

“Where are you going?” He squints his eyes at you, before looking you up and down. Tommy mouths ‘someone is in trouble’ to you. And you resist against, in all better judgement, to hit him.

Instead, you lift your backpack, “Study session at Karls, remember? I’m staying over for the night.”

Wilbur decides now is the perfect time to join the conversation, a playful look on his face. He knows exactly what’s going to be happening at Karls place tonight. Despite still being grounded, you know you will see him there later tonight.

“Study session huh? I thought you had study group on Wednesdays?” Wilbur brings a hand up to mimic a thinking position.

Fuck.

“I do!” Was that too quick? You look back at Phil, “I do.” You repeat yourself, “It’s just for my physics lecture, got a test on Monday.” Phil seems to not completely buy it. “Besides Dad, I am ungrounded after all, you said so yourself yesterday.”

Phil hums. “I did say that…” He looks you over once more. “Alright. At least let Techno or Wil drive you.”

That decision is easy enough for you.

“TECHNO! DAD SAYS YOU HAVE TO DRIVE ME!” You yell into the house. You swear you can hear your brother grumble about having to drive you from upstairs. But you elect to ignore it.

You look back over at Wilbur who is now discarding his apron in favour of getting out of the house. He knows if he can play his cards right, he can make Techno stop at the music store. And he might just be able to catch his totally secret girlfriend Sally for a couple of minutes. Not like he won’t be seeing her tonight.

You listen as Techno walks down the stairs. Now audibly complaining about being the only responsible driver in the house.

You would drive yourself, but having one car for four people to share isn’t exactly great. You tried having a driving plan once that you could put yourself on when you needed to borrow the car. It ended up with a month of Wilbur hogging the car. So now instead, you all just always drive each other around like soccer moms.

Techno looks annoyed at you as he passes the kitchen. But you know if he was truly annoyed he just wouldn’t have come down at all.

You turn to follow Techno into the hallway but are still able to overhear Phil questioning Wilbur on where he is going.

“To drive with them of course.”

“You’re still grounded.”

“C’mon Dad, Phil, Philza, it’s just a drive, it’s not like I would be seeing anyone.”

“Fine.” Despite not being able to see Phil, you know your dad is trying his best not to smile at Wilbur’s antics. “Just a drive. You probably need to get out of the house anyway.”

And that’s enough for him to end in the backseat of the car. Tagging along.

You automatically go for the AUX, as the designated DJ in the front seat. You barely get to press play, before Wilbur has started a conversation. A conversation that is closer to an interrogation.

“So Karl’s place to study, huh? Nothing to do with what’s going to happen tonight at all?”

“Oh please.” You turn your head to look back at Wilbur. “As if you won’t be there too.”

“Techno is gonna be there too!” Wilbur whines, as if it would make the situation any better.

“Wait, really?” You look over at Techno, turning forward in your seat once more.

“Yeah, Dream won at practice the other day.”

“How?” “You lost?” You and Wilbur speak at the same time.

“The guy put oil on my sword, so I dropped it.”

You snort, and Wilbur laughs. “So much for Techno Blade never loses.”

“Oh, shut up the two of you. At least I’m not grounded.”

“Hey!” Wilbur shouts.

The car ride passes with sibling banter, and a couple more jabs at each other before you are pulling up to Karls house. You quickly get out and yell a quick “See you later!” before heading over to the front door. You smile to yourself as you overhear Wilbur asking if they can stop by the music store as he changes from the back seat to the front seat.

You listen as the car pulls away, and you get to ring the doorbell.

A flustered Karl throws open the door. Loudly greeting you, before pulling you into a hug.

“You made it! I didn’t think you would, but then again Sapnap did invite you. But you did say no the other couple of times and-”

“I get it Karl, but I’m here now.” You smile at him, letting him breathe. He giggles. “Can I come in?”

“Oh yes! Of course! Of course! Come in.” Karl guides you into the living room, closing the door after you. You stand awkwardly in the doorway until Karl grabs your wrist and leads you over to the sofa telling you to sit down.

You kinda expected more people to be here. But instead, you are met with the familiar faces of Karl and yours friend group. Not to mention a couple of Wilburs friends. Not that the small town is big enough for everyone close in age to not already know each other. The community college isn't exactly helping either.

You can already feel tonight will have a different feeling than last time. Way more down to earth, and way more chill.

Quackity falls into the seat beside you and offers you a drink, which you happily take. “It’s nice to see you not all dressed up you know.” He tells you. Suddenly you’re happy you didn’t change at home, not that you had much of a choice.

“Yeah, it’s nice not to be all dressed up.” You say, taking a sip, as you eye your backpack that was placed against the wall in the living room.

“I hear both your brothers are gonna be here later. I can’t believe Phil just lets you guys go out. My mom thinks we are studying for English class.” Quackity complains. "I hate still living at home."

“Oh no, you have it all wrong, Phil doesn’t.” You laugh, a bit dry, but it is what it is. “He thinks I’m here for a study session for my physics lecture, Wilbur is still grounded for the last time the three of us was out, and Techno is only coming because he apparently lost to Dream at fencing practice.”

Quackity snorts, “Techno lost to Dream?”

“I know! That was my reaction too.” The two of you share a laugh.

“I can’t believe the Minecraft household is filled with degenerates.” He feigns a disappointed tone.

“You aren’t that much better.” Sapnap buts into your conversation. You hadn’t noticed him walking in. Quackity lifts his hands in defeat and gets up from the couch. Only for Sapnap to quickly takes his place.

“I’m guessing by that your dad doesn’t know about tonight either.” He teases you, and you look away for a moment, your purple drink suddenly very interesting.

“He does, sorta, not. He thinks we are here to study.” You give Sapnap a weak smile, and he chuckles at your antics.

You barely miss him muttering, “Cute.” Underneath his breath.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

And then silence falls upon the two of you. You want to keep him talking, of course, you do. How could you not want to? It’s Sapnap.

Every time he speaks, you want to cling to each word and hold it dearly. Instead, you flash him a smile, and he smiles back. Before looking away, and you can’t help but feel a bit defeated at that.

However, you are saved by Karl hooking up his phone to a speaker and way too loud music blasts into the living room.

It takes a good half-minute before the volume is lowered enough for it to be background music, and it takes even longer for anyone to agree on what playlist to be put on.

The afternoon bleeds into the late afternoon, and more people have decided to join. You now share the three-person couch with two more people, leading to you being pressed up again Sapnap. Not that you are complaining.

Wilbur and Sally have arrived too, already sitting on the floor together. Already - as your youngest brother Tommy would say - already sucking each other’s faces dry.

Techno seems to be the last person to join the gathering, bringing beer too. Of course, you can’t help but think. Of all the people he’s the only one of the three of you, that could ever make Phil buy any of you beer.

"Techno is the most responsible of you four."

"C'mon on dad! This isn't fair!"

"Exactly! I understand her, but daaaad we're both 20 why do you want to help him but not me?"

"Shut up Wilbur."

You are in a heated conversation with Karl about the right way to read document history. When you notice a touch on your left side. You stop midsentence, Karl doesn’t notice and keep arguing his side. But Sapnap does.

You can feel a pair of eyes on you, as you look down to see his hand around your waist. Neither of you have talked to each other since the quick conversation. Then Dream and George had each pulled up a chair nearby the couch and the three of them had talked since then.

Suddenly you get hit with the thought, that maybe, despite all better judgement, just maybe. What happened a couple of weeks ago wasn’t just because you were the nearest person. Just maybe it was because Sapnap actually looked your way.

You don’t let the thought get to your head too much, because the second you look at him. He’s back in his conversation with Dream and George about something you don’t really care about from the sounds of it. You shake your head; you must have been imagining stuff. He didn’t look at you.

You get two more drinks in you, as the evening passes on, and Sapnaps hand seems to find its way onto your thigh. You have no intention of getting drunk, but the feeling of Sapnaps hand on you seems near addicting.

It’s nearing midnight when a less than sober Dream suggests a game of Truth or Dare.

Techno complains against it as the only one, stating “We aren’t middle schoolers.”

So you play truth or dare.

The first couple of rounds starts innocently enough, the mood is good. Everyone is having fun. You are enjoying yourself, listening to embarrassing stories, to creating new ones alongside your friends. Finding yourself curling into Sapnaps side just a bit more.

He doesn’t protest or say anything against it, so you take it as a win, and keep leaning against him.

Then a drunk Quackity gets his turn and asks George for his worst hook-up. And the energy in the room changes. From then on the innocent truths and even more naïve dares are out the window. For stories about peoples experiences, and dares that seemingly gets riskier and riskier.

You manage to dodge most questions, keeping to the truth after that point on. Until you are unable to.

“Don’t be boring! Choose dare!” George eggs you on, and you give in. Anyone would give in, you swear the guy has pretty privilege. Most of the living room cheers.

“I have a good dare.” Dream says.

“Too bad it’s not your turn to ask then.” You stick your tongue out at him and turn your attention back to George. When you see the guy motioning for Dream to whisper his dare. “Betrayal George, I will never forgive you.”

“Too bad for you then.” His smile widening the longer Dream keeps whispering. Your worry starts to grow, you are already regretting deeply for giving in to the peer pressure.

Dream retreats and looks satisfied with his idea. George takes a moment to think it over, but it’s clear that he has already made up his mind.

“I dare you…” He clicks his tongue. “I dare you to give Sapnap a lap dance!”

“What?”

“You heard me!” George looks proud of himself, or his idea, or Dreams idea. You don’t know. Your stomach is seemingly doing backflips at the idea, while your head is spinning for the exact opposite reason.

“Chicken?” You try, you don’t notice the desperate look Sapnap is giving George.

“Nope,” George pops his ‘p’, “you’ve been boring all evening with only choosing truth. Besides we're all adults here, c'mon it could be a lot worse.”

You look over at Wilbur, who is more than occupied with Sally. Then over at Karl, who has a teasing grin on his lips, as if he knew this would happen. Then to Quackity, who looks like someone who definitely knew this would happen. Then to Techno, who looks like he could murder Dream. And knowing him, there is a 50/50 chance he’s still mad over losing or that it’s about the idea Dream just proposed.

“He didn’t say it had to be here,” Sapnap says to help you out. “We can just leave.” Your head pecks up at that. He’s right. George didn’t specify where. A smile forms on your face, a smile based on relief.

Dream starts to protest, but you have already grabbed Sapnaps wrist and started dragging him into Karls room.

You miss Techno slapping Dream over the head.

You make Sapnap sit on Karls bed, as you make sure the door is locked. You would rather die than anyone walk in on you. You look around for a speaker, and you barely get your phone out of your back pocket before Sapnap has put his hand on your wrist now.

“Hey, you don’t have to do it.”

You look at him, panic still evident in your eyes.

“What?”

“I said you don’t have to do it.”

“What?”

He smiles at you and tugs you over to sit beside him on the bed.

“For the third time, you don’t have to do it.”

His left-hand cups your head, his right hand has moved from your wrist and into your hand.

“It’s just a stupid game of truth or dare anyway. Techno is right, we aren’t middle schoolers. Fuck, we aren't even high schoolers.”

You smile at him, before letting out a quiet chuckle.

“Yeah, you’re right. I thought you would want that, though.”

Sapnap leans his head to the side. Asking you to continue.

“I mean, you’re Sapnap. Oh, c’mon on don’t make me say it.”

“Say what?” he grins at you now. The air suddenly becoming light around you.

“Please, don’t act like you don’t know. Everyone knows.” You look away for a moment, his hand lightly turns your head back to look at him, and you let him. Although the look you are met with is one of confusion and not the cockiness you were expecting.

You sigh once.

Then twice.

Then once more.

You were really about to do this, in the bedroom of your childhood friend. Jesus.

“Sapnap, seriously. This isn’t funny.”

“What? I feel like I lost the thread somewhere here.” His hand falls from your face, and you can’t help but want to chase it.

“I like you, everyone knows that. This isn’t funny. Seriously. Everyone knows I’m absolutely hopeless for thinking you would even look in my direction.”

You fall onto Karls bed, letting yourself sink into the purple bedsheets.

“Well, I can tell you two things.”

Sapnap falls onto the bed beside you. The two of you now staring into the wooden ceiling that’s decorated with glow in the dark stars.

“And what are those two things?”

“You see, one nobody thinks you are hopeless.” He chuckles a bit at that. “If anything, I’m the hopeless one here.”

You turn your head to look at him, and he does the same to you, giving you a kind smile.

“And now why would you be that?”

“Because two, not everyone knows that you like me, I didn’t.” You return his smile, although you feel a need to look away at the words, you keep eye contact with him.

“Well, now you know, making me right.” You tease or try to. You can feel the air has gone from light, to very heavy suddenly. Barely breathable. And you can feel your breath hitch in your throat, you know what words you hope he speaks next. But yet, you can’t stop expecting to get laughed at and rejected right here.

“I guess, but you see, I would say I’m the hopeless one here. Because I’ve been trying to tell you that I like you for months now.” He covers his face with a hand. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, I sound like a cliché.”

You let out a small laugh, “Yeah, you do a bit. But…”

“But…?” he asks, his hand still over his face, but you can see him peaking through his fingers.

“But I don’t mind it, I think it’s cute.” And now it’s his time to laugh.

Then slowly a silence falls over the two of you. Unlike the one from earlier, this one is saying more than a thousand words, while saying absolutely nothing at all. It’s just two people who like each other enjoying a moment.

“We should probably get back to the others again.” Sapnap breaks the silence, and you take a deep breath at the sudden disturbance.

“Oh yeah, the others.”

“The longer we stay here, the more they are going to wonder what we are doing.” You can’t help but laugh at that.

“You are sadly right Sapnap. You are unfortunately right.”

You groan as you sit back up, offering him a hand that he gladly takes, but instead of you helping to pull him up from the bed.

He pulls you down into his lap once more.

"However..." He starts, "They can wonder all they want."

You can feel his hands on your hips now. As he leans in to start trailing kisses over your neck once more.

Your breath hitches.

His teeth grace your shoulder before you can feel him sucking.

His hands exploring you as you lean into the pleasure.

You start squirming in his lap, and he stops.

"No."

You pause, as his hands quickly leave you.

"No?"

"I am not having my first time with you, with your brothers down the hallway, and my best friends absolutely listening in," Sapnap admits to you.

The statement makes your face heat up, and you try to hide away in his neck. He chuckles at the cute gesture.

"We should get going..." He trails off but makes no moves to actually get up. Just basking in the heat you apply to him.

You sigh, as you get off him, his hand now holding yours.

"Sadly you're right."

He gets off the bed and stands beside you.

However, when you prepare to let go, he keeps your hands entangled, and if you’re honest, you don’t mind all that much.

You unlock the door and head back into the living room. All conversation going stale the second the two of you stand in the doorway.

Dream ever the curious, is the one to break the ice. “Sooo…”

Sapnap lifts your entangled hands, and the room breaks into cheers. And you swore you heard a couple of people mutter finally. You hide your head in your hand, trying to hide your embarrassment alongside it.

Leading you to miss Karl throwing Quackity some money, and George doing the same to Dream.

You lift your head from your hand as you hear Wilbur speak.

“Good luck explaining that one to Dad.” Wilbur laughs, but a smile clear on his lips.

"What?" You say, as you can feel Wilburs eyes burning onto your throat. Your hand quickly coming up to try and cover the clearly evident mark.

A glance at Techno tells you that he too is happy for you, but even more clearly he is on the brink of smugness. Knowing you're going to get in trouble tomorrow.

He has been the one on the end of most of your seemingly endless rants about the moment that happened weeks ago at that party. The one that your brothers ruined, so it felt self-explanatory for them to be on the end of your whining.

Sapnap guides you, as the two of you return to your seats on the couch and the night continues.

Nothing has truly changed, yet it feels like everything has changed.

And somewhere along the night, things did change.

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