#cc!george x reader

[deadqueerboys]

Wilbur and George each tied to a chair and edged then milked by dom male reader.

Winner - Wilbur Soot x George Not Found x Male! Dom! Reader!

Black room, red lights. This.. weird ambiance is what's driving both of the boys crazy. Well, it started in an innocent way, just the boys planning to do something fun before George got out of the UK. They planned a role-play thing, almost a funny game that M/n and George could play all alone. The thing is.. things scaled faster, between holding hands and "accidentally" kissing each other, Wilbur found out what was happening, and he didn't like it. Either way, M/n did. It was a big chance, after all, George was moving to be with another two boys that could easily fuck his twink body, so why not get him ready for this?

M/n tied them down in two chairs, strings around their wrists, legs, and even on their nakes chest. It would certainly leave some marks. He placed the two boys close to each other, the rule was simple: Who cums first lose.

It could be a big idea for a stream game, but he didn't want to push his luck.

He turned on the two vibrators, one inside Wilbur and one inside George while he kneels down in front of them. M/n watches the boys whimpering with the beginning of his little joy. He gives the first attention to George. He was the most weak and needy one in any way. M/n places himself in the middle of his thighs, kissing the tip his hair cock and slowly starting to stroke him. Even paying attention to George, he can't help but feel aroused with Wilbur's complaints and moans, desperate for some attention too.

M/n focuses himself on George, his wet mouth quickly taking all of him on his mouth. It's big but not that thick, which makes it be welcomed by M/n's throat. He goes up and down all over and over again, George's body shivering and squirming with the insane amount of pleasure, he hates being exposed like that, the cold air on his nipples and the sight of one of his friends watching everything while they're both tied up drives him mad but incredibly horny. He splits on George's cock, making he jump on his seat and whimper even more.

He takes George on his mouth again, looking at Wilbur while doing it. He knows better than anyone what M/n is doing.. he's teasing, making it harder to Wilbur because he knows the boy is weaker than him. M/n runs his fingers on Wilbur's thigh, digging his nails in the naked skin. His hand goes up until he finds Wilbur's big cock, it's such a piece of art, nobody could never complain at this length. He strokes Wilbur softly, moving fingers by finger while sucking George. They both moan and throw their hips up, wanting more and more from the rough pleasure.

"Babe, please-" Wilbur begings to beg, which makes M/n angry and disappointed with the boy. He slaps Wilbur's leg, frowning at him. "D-daddy.." He turns red, totally ashamed of having to call him like that, but if it works, it works.

M/n nods, replacing George's cock by Wilbur's. He licks all of his dick, the veins making he feel more aroused as he does. Wilbur smirks and squirms, leaking a little of cum when M/n take him on his wet and tight mouth. He pets gently George's thighs, asking quietly for him to close them. M/n takes George's balls on his hand, playing teasingly with them and then going up to stroke his now wet and red cock.

Wilbur moans as M/n puts more of him on his mouth, easily cumming and bouncing his hips to get both the pleasure of the toy and M/n's mouth.

[jessnotfoundd]

𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞!

Telling you're loved ones that you both are becoming parents.

Dad!verse masterlist!

Masterlist here!

Dream

He wanted to wait a few weeks, just to be entirely sure, and find the best way to tell everyone from his family to all his friends and people on social media. Even though it was public that you were pregnant, he wanted to keep a low profile with it.

Sapnap

He didn't even think twice, after a few minutes you gave him the big news, he was already calling his and dream mom, he then proceeded to just highly feel emotional with all the greetings from all and cleaned his half-formed tears.

George

He went in shock for a few minutes, sitting there on the couch, he was so confident when you both rushed to get a pregnancy test and while you were doing it that you just laugh, he was serious there.

-You okay?- you sit beside him and just smile, and he nods.

-I have to tell my mom right now.- He smiles, leaving a kiss on your cheek. After his mom, none of you could stop calling friends to tell them.

Karl

He just decided to join a discord channel and call everyone to tell them all at the same time.

Boy was just super nervous, he wanted to already have the baby in his hands to show him off so bad, he spent the whole call with friends telling all the things he would do with the baby, from Disney to Mrs beast videos.

Quackity

He is so secretive, but this, this is the most important thing, this would completely change his life and yours for good and for the rest of their lives, AND you can't just go "yeah, my baby was born last month dude" dsakfhak he just would blurt out with Karl and the dream team, and then all would just start to get the news.

Punz

This man would just take one of those mirror pictures with the ultrasound and a hand on your belly, the post blow out. Everyone screaming and crying and just absolutely loving the idea of Punz having a baby. (He would also say on stream that when both of you decided to show him in the public eye, he would dress him as a baby bee)

Foolish

Listen here, he would just show up one day on the stream with a baby and said "it's mine, we made him" and just laugh because no one would have known that. Tina would just freak out, she was the more excited, and the boys would all start to spoil the baby as a welcome to this world hahaha.

Wilbur

This is the thing, you told all your family but, you wanted to just keep it to yourself for a few more months before the belly shows up and have to tell chat what is going on, but then, he would do a wine stream with big Q and totally forget about the previous talk and not tell chat about it. He wouldn't even try.

-And now that I'm becoming a dad, big q, things are gonna change a lot, right?- he was already tipsy and forgot he was streaming.

-Am, i guess.- he didn't know what to say because chat is now freaking out, and he knew you wanted to wait.

-Oh no, t/n is gonna kill me.- he realizes and starts to freak out.

You didn't kill him because he didn't mean it and because he looked cute when he realized he fucked up.

[deliwrites]

Hickeys // Sapnap

Date: 12th of October 2022 (Originally; 13th of June 2021) Published: 22nd July 2021 Member: Sapnap Type: Fluff, semi NSFW, Female reader TW: Bruising Word count: 4018 Summary: Nick likes to place hickeys, like a lot. Y/n doesn't mind whatsoever, but there is a problem. Her brother is extremely protective of his little sister.

// MASTERLIST //

Y/n POV

"Thanks, Liz," I thanked my friend as I got out of her car. "I'll text you tomorrow or so okay?" I was staying at my brother's at least for tonight. He had invited me over since we don't get to see each other that often, so it was nice. There was one problem tho.

"Of course, also, do you really think you can hide. You're wearing a scarf in the middle of summer," she pointed out.

"I know, I know! But you know I don't wear - a lot of - make-up, I don't have foundation, and your skin tone is very different from mine."

"I know, all I'm trying to say is that you should just tell him, okay? Now have fun! See you later!" With that, she drives off leaving me in front of the apartment building. I sigh, pulling at the scarf around my neck a little bit, feeling so sweaty already. Not sure if it was because of the scarf or my nerves peaking. Swinging my overnight bag over my shoulder I walk to the panel by the door, looking for number 201. I ring the bell patiently waiting for someone to open the door. It could be one of three people.

"Hello?" George's voice came through, uncertain.

"Hey, it's Y/n, could you let me in please, it's hot as hell out here," I tell him and I hear him scream through the apartment 'Y/n's here!' before he presses the buzzer.

"See you in a bit!" He says before I can hear him put the phone back on the horn. I open the door and walk through, straight to the elevator. It was so much cooler inside! I press the button and wait for the elevator to come down. I stand back a little when it arrives, not wanting to be in the way of anyone who could come out.

"Hey babe," is the first thing I hear when the elevator doors open. My eyes widen as I look up at Nick in surprise. He walks over to me, pecking my lips quickly, then taking my bag.

"Wha- why would you come down?" I ask confused but follow him into the elevator.

"Because I wanted to see you before Clay," he says like it's obvious. "When he's there I can't do this," he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me closer placing his heavenly soft lips on mine. The kiss is soft and gentle, which comes as a surprise to me but I enjoy it nonetheless. After a short while he pulls away, I stare into his gorgeous eyes a blush on my face.

"Yeah well, you're gonna have to deal with it, just like me," I tell him and shove him a bit away. "Because of you I have to wear a fucking scarf in summer," he chuckles at that, shaking his head, a smirk on his lips.

"I might have to take advantage of that scarf and create some more before I can't," he starts coming back over, but I push him back while giggling.

"Don't even think about it! I am fucking sweating!" We finally reach the 20th floor and Nick opens the only door on said floor. Yes, Clay, George and Nick owned a penthouse and it was fucking beautiful. It had 2 floors and the first floor was basically an open floor plan.

"I don't know if you brought any swimwear, but we're out on the balcony by the pool," Nick says as he closes the door behind us. He took off his shirt as we walked through the apartment and I try so hard not to look.

"I did, but you and I both know that I can't take off this scarf," I tell him with a pointed look. He chuckled, dumping my bag on the couch in the living room.

"Oops," he says turning around to stick his tongue out at me. I roll my eyes and watch him run to the balcony, the glass doors wide open, and jumps straight into the pool. Clay getting splashed as he managed to land right next to the man relaxing on a blow-up mattress.

"WHAT!" Clay instantly yells and I can't help but giggle loudly at my brothers startled expression.

"I'm sure you needed some cold water on you," I tell him as I walk outside and sit with George at the table that is covered with a big beach umbrella.

"Ha ha, very funny," Clay fake laughs. "Why don't you come in, see how you like the cold."

"Nah, I think I'm good," I chuckle, I watch as Clay and Nick start play fighting in the water. A bright smile gracing my lips. 'God, if only'.

"Y/n, it's like one of the hottest days yet, why are you wearing a scarf?" George asks after a while, probably having battled himself about asking or not beforehand.

"I- I get cold... easily," I try to lie tho it's obvious. I can tell he doesn't believe me but decides to drop the subject for now. Thank goodness for that. I turn, looking at Nick and sent him a glare, not that he noticed.

If you haven't caught on yet, Nick is my boyfriend. Has been for a bit over a month now. Clay doesn't know this and we both want to keep it that way, at least for a little while longer. We like each other very much, but just in case it doesn't end up working out. I don't want Clay to have to worry about it. Along with the fact that he would probably smack Nick the moment he knew he had laid his hands on me. I like Nick a lot and I don't plan on letting that idiot go any time soon but I also don't want to ruin their friendship. Especially since I know how protective Clay is of me as his younger sister.

Nick had been over at my place yesterday and left a few very noticeable hickeys on me. I had gotten pretty used to them, hell, I loved them if I was being honest. Made me feel loved and to me, it just showed how possessive he was over me. It made me blush just thinking about it.

"You're staring at Nick for an awfully long time there, Y/n," George whispers, startling me out of my daydream.

"I am not, I don't know what you're on about," I tell him but I can tell he doesn't believe me from the smirk playing on his lips.

"Hmm, yeah, okay, sure," he smirks, sending a wink my way. 'Wait! Does he know!?'. "Yes I do know, do you honestly think Nick could keep it to himself for this long?"

"I-" I sigh and shake my head. "I guess not," you knew how excited Nick could get. I just pray to god he hadn't told Clay anything. Then again, if he knew I would have known by now.

"Anyways, you know he'll find out sooner or later," he says, gesturing with his head to Clay. "You might wanna tell him before he finds out."

"I know," I sigh and look away from George.

"Alright, what pizzas do you guys want?" Clay asks and he drops his ass down on the chair next to me. Nick sat in front of me, George next to him. It was now past 7 in the evening, the sun now luckily having moved behind the apartment building so we had at least some shadow and it was slowly cooling down.

"Can I have BBQ Chicken and Bacon?" I ask giving him pouty lips, not that I needed too but he chuckled anyways. He added it to the order also adding his own, Nicks and Georges.

"Alright, they should be here in tops 30 mins," he announces, placing his phone down on the table so we can all see the app as it shows us what Dominos is doing with the order. "Now, sister dearest, mind telling me why you're wearing a scarf?" Woah, straight to the point, huh? He props his elbow on the table, leaning his head on his hand.

"I am just cold," I try to sound as convincing as possible. But he obviously sees straight through me.

"Hmm, yeah I don't believe it," he says shaking his head. 'Okay, now what? I guess I could just show him and not tell him who made them? Ugh, well here goes nothing I guess'.

"Okay, fine, I'm not cold," I sigh and with a bit of hesitation I take the scarf off. From the corner of my eye, I can see Nick trying to hold back a smirk as his hickeys on my skin slowly come into view.

"Y/N! WHAT!" Clay instantly bursts out in overprotectiveness. "Who do I need to beat!"

"Calm down, you don't need to beat anyone," I tell him, rolling my eyes.

"Fine, I'll just have a nice talk with them, so who?"

"It's no one important, just some guy at a friends party," I lie as I look down at my lap. As long as I don't look at him he can't tell I'm lying, right? I look up slightly at Nick who, looks back at me, and is biting his lip. Probably just as scared about telling Clay the truth as I am. I will be begging on my knees just to make sure Clay wouldn't smack Nick just over a few bruises on my neck. "Please just let it go, I am fine okay?" Just then the bell rings, Clay mutters a fine and goes to answer the door.

"I don't get why you guys can't just tell him," George states when he's sure Clay is out of ear shot.

"Did you not see how he just reacted?" I ask him like it's obvious. "I am sorry, but I would rather not have him smack Nick in the face over hickeys."

"Look, George, I wanna tell him," Nick starts, sighing slightly. "And I don't mind if he hits because I know he is protective of, Y/n, but we're both scared it will change the friendship we have."

"Alright fine, but don't you think it's better that he hears it from you instead of finding it out himself?" The question leaves both Nick and me silent. I glance at him with a defeated look, knowing that George is right.

Eating is slightly awkward after that, but we still talk and joke around a bit. Soon enough it's 11 ish and I'm in the guest bedroom by myself. Sat in the middle of the bed, legs crossed and face in my hands. I am so mad at myself for not being able to tell my own brother what's really going on. He deserves to know, but what if it ruins his friendship with Nick! I don't want that to happen. I don't want that guilt. I hear two knocks on the door, knowing it's Nick, I answer yeah, not moving from my position.

"Hey," Nick says quietly as he enters the room, closing the door behind him. He walks over to the bed and sits down next to me. Gently taking my hands away from my face. "Look, I know we planned on waiting," he says while he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. My head falling onto his shoulder as soon as I'm close enough to do so. "But I think we should tell him."

"I know," I pout slightly but he's quick to bend forward and take it away with a soft lingering peck. A small smile gracing my lips when he pulls away. "I am sorry in advance."

"Eh, it will be fine," he chuckles softly. "Might get punched, but I'm sure I can deal with it."

"Should we tell him tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I think we should," he sighs slightly and I can tell he's at least a little bit scared. He turns to look at me again placing his lips on mine again. I smile into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. His hands lay gently, yet tightly on my hips. "No matter the outcome tomorrow, I am not letting you slip away that easily," he says once we pull way, our foreheads pressed together.

"Good, cause the same goes to you," I smirk, nuzzling his nose with mine sweetly. "I like you too much to just let you go."

After one more goodnight kiss, he leaves the room to go to his own. Agreeing to tell him when we see him first thing tomorrow morning. I would have preferred it if he stayed, so we could cuddle, but I knew we couldn't risk Clay walking in and finding out that way. So with a sigh, I settle into bed and try my best to sleep. I mostly end up staring at the ceiling as all types of scenarios of tomorrow run through my mind. Grabbing the pillow from beside me I shove it in my face. 'Just sleep!' I tell my mind.

Morning comes quicker than I thought, the light coming in through the window waking me up gently. Today is the day. With a big yawn, I sit up and stretch. I look around the room for a sec before my eyes settle on my bag. Climbing out of bed I grab a simple pair of shorts (no, not short shorts, how in the hell is that comfortable anyway?) along with a plain white v neck shirt. I swiftly change my underwear and bra, jumping into the clean clothes and then make my way out of the bedroom. Going into the bathroom, I leave the door open as I brush my teeth with the spare toothbrush Clay had bought for me months ago.

"Morning," Nick says as he walks in, he had his own bathroom - lucky him - but it kinda became routine for him to join me whenever I was here. I sent him an awkward smile while brushing my teeth through the mirror. He grins, walking up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. His head gently resting on my shoulder as he still looked tired.  "You nervous?" He asks softly, I nod before tapping his arm. He lets go of me so I can spit and rinse.

"I am, do you know if he's awake yet?" I ask as we leave the bathroom, walking towards the kitchen. "What time is it anyways?"

"Uhm, about to be 10 I think, and I have no clue. It is Friday tho, could be going grocery shopping," he answers opening up a cupboard, taking out two bowls. I go and grab the milk carton from the nearly empty fridge, setting it down next to Nick as he fills both bowls with cereal. I hop on the counter sitting on the corner, right next to him.

"Thank you," I smile when he hands me my bowl along with a spoon. He comes closer standing between my legs as we both eat in silence for a bit. "Do you think he'll react differently because he knows you?"

"I am not sure, I hope it gives me some type of immunity but I wouldn't be surprised if I would still get a scolding from him," he answers. Setting down his bowl and taking mine from me he moves closer. Wrapping his arms around my waist he sighs excessively when his head leans on my shoulder. I smile softly, pecking the top of his head, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

"I'm sure it will be okay in the end," I squeeze him a little, getting a chuckle from him. Moving his head, I feel his lips connect to my neck. My cheeks immediately heating up with a blush. "Nick-!" I whisper yell as he starts leaving gentle kisses all over my neck.

"Shh, just let me have this," he shushes me, going back to littering my neck with kisses, sucking every now and then. I knew exactly why he was doing this. He was nervous, he needed a distraction and right now, sucking hickeys was the best distraction. I bite my bottom lip, trying not to moan, just in case one of the two others living in this apartment would hear it. It just always felt so good when he did this. He was so gentle with it, yet rough when he would bite my skin. After a while I gently pull the hair on the back of his head, getting the hint he pulls away from my neck. I look into his gorgeous eyes for a second, before closing my own and connecting our lips in a sweet kiss. Wrapping my arms tighter around his neck, deepening the kiss. His tongue playing with mine in a teasing manner.

A sudden thud and objects rolling over the floor makes us jump and pull away from each other. There in the doorway stood Clay and George, I could see the latter roll his eyes as he walked in and placed his bags on the island.

"You're kidding," is surprisingly the first thing that comes out of Clay's mouth. When no one answers he shakes his head. "You know what, get out of the kitchen. I- I need to think," Nick is quick to pull me out of the kitchen. I look back in shock. Now, this was definitely not how I was expecting him to respond. We end up on the balcony sitting at the table in the shade.

"Well, there goes the plan of just telling him," Nick says in defeat.

"I guess so," I mumble, playing with his fingers nervously. "I don't know what will happen now."

"Me neither, but I think it's going to be alright," his phone dings. "George is talking with him while they're putting the groceries away," he informs me.

Third POV

"How did I not realize?" Clay mutters as he put all the fridge items away. "Did you know?" He asks George who is packing away in the storage closet. A sigh coming from said closet confirms his suspicion.

"Look, I haven't known for long, basically a week at most," George tells the somewhat angered older brother. "But I know for a fact Nick likes her very much."

"She's my little sister-"

"I know, but you know Nick. He would never hurt her on purpose," leaning his head against the fridge door, Clay bangs his head on it once. George chuckling at the sight. "Y/n is also old enough to make her own decisions, alright?"

"Ugh, I know," with a frustrated sigh he walks over to a pillar leaning against it, looking out to the balcony where the couple sat. Y/n had a bright smile on her face as the two talked. Nicks hand holding hers, his thumb stroking comfortingly on the back of her hand. "Is it bad that I hate that they look cute," George laughs, clapping his hand on Clay's shoulder.

"That's brotherhood for ya I guess," with one more sigh, Clay starts walking towards the balcony. George following behind him. Y/n's eyes widen when she notices the two walking over.

"Look, Clay, we were gonna tell you," she says and clay could hear the fear in her voice.

"It's okay," he tells her, sitting down beside her.

"Really?" Nick asked unsure if this was real.

"Yes, but I swear, if you hurt my sister, you're actually gonna get smacked," Clay chuckles as Nick pulls Y/n into his embrace, her back against his chest. Giving her a gentle peck on the cheek, and Clay can't help but be happy for his little sister and best friend. They looked so happy together. He for sure knew Nick was a whole lot better than any other person Y/n had dated before him. Not that there were a lot, but they were dicks nonetheless. "Just please, don't cover her in hickeys too much, cause I do not wanna see that," A blush instantly forms on Y/n's cheeks as she shrinks into Nicks embrace.

"I am sorry, I'll do my best to hold back," Nick says with a smirk on his lips.

"Thank you, Clay."

11 months later - Y/n POV

"Are you sure, Clay and George will be gone the entire weekend?" I ask Nick as soon as we enter the apartment.

"Yes I'm sure, now I actually get to spent alone time with you babe," he says tickling my sides as he pushes me into the bathroom. "Now go change, I'll be in the pool when you're ready!" With that, he runs off to the pool.

"Idiot," I chuckle closing the door to the bathroom. I swiftly change into my bathing suit pulling on the edges feeling just the tiniest bit self-conscious.

After a little pep talk to myself, I make my way to the balcony. Looking from behind a pillar I notice Nick in the water, floating on his back with his eyes closed. With a grin, I run for the pool and jump in right next to him.

"Oh, you're gonna get it," Nick says as soon as I reach the surface. I giggle, squealing when I get splashed with water. Diving underwater I swim away from Nick. "Oh no you don't," Nick chuckles swimming after me. Hands take hold of my waist, stopping me from swimming any further. Nick turns me around, bringing us up from the water. "Gotcha," giggling I wrap my arms around his neck.

"God I missed you," I tell him, playing with his wet hair. We hadn't seen each other for two weeks as both of us had been busy, but we were sure to keep this weekend free for our first year anniversary.

"I missed you too," leaning in he gives me a gentle peck. Moving is slowly to the edge of the pool. "Hmm, I think that neck of yours is a bit too clear for me," he smirks instantly diving for my neck. I squeal feeling his lips layer kisses upon kisses. Sucking and biting on my skin making me moan scratching my nails on his back at the amazing feeling. We had gone pretty far already over the past few months but it still felt new and so exciting every time. I wrap my legs around his middle, squeezing him tight. Biting just below my jaw he makes his way up, kissing his way to my lips. We stare into each other's eyes breaking contact every once and a while to deliver lingering pecks.

"I love you," I whisper sincerely, my brain wants me to look away in case of rejection but I will myself to keep staring into his beautiful eyes. I can see shock shoot over his face but it's quickly replaced with a gentle smile. Leaning forward he connects our lips, the kiss filled with passion making me almost forget he didn't say it back. It gives a tiny pinch of pain in my heart, but I tell myself it's alright. He could just not be ready to tell me and I need to accept that.

That night we end up on the couch watching a movie, tho I wasn't really watching. I cuddled into Nick's chest, him gently stroking my back as he tries to gently lull me to sleep. When I'm close to falling asleep he quietly whispers four words to me, making me grin just slight as to not give away I was actually awake.

"I love you too."

I hope you enjoyed this oneshot! Let me know what you think and maybe hopefully stick around for a few more!

[bored0writer]

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[lilywastaken]

⇝ SICK DAY SCENARIOS !

CC!DreamWasTaken, CC!Sapnap, CC!GeorgeNotFound, CC!Quackity, CC!Karl Jacobs x GN!Reader.

SUMMARY: taking care of CCs when they're sick :( <3.

WARNINGS: SFW, a few spicy moments here and there, illness, a tiny drop of angst in Karl's part!

A/N: I'm alive!! The brainrot is real for these guys so I just had to write something, even if it's a bit crap LMAO. It's my first time writing for Karl/Quack, so they might be a bit weird/stiff, apologies! Once again, requests are open!! 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!!! I wrote this quite late so there might be a few!

MASTERLIST.

DREAM:

"Feeling a bit better?"

You whisper softly as you open the door to your boyfriend's bedroom, noticing that he had made his way off his bed and onto his chair, legs up and pressed to his chest with his knees tucked under his chin, the bright screens of his monitors reflecting onto his sad face.

"Mm…"

His broken whimper makes you sigh, walking over to him carefully and placing the bowl of chicken soup next to his keyboard, leaning down to press a kiss to his sweaty forehead.

"You should be resting."

You're about to lean back until Dream grabs your arm, his pointer finger coming up to tap his lips, hopeful eyes staring up at you.

"Clay. You're ill."

"Which means you're refusing to kiss your poor, suffering boyfriend?" He sighs dramatically, his voice deep yet nasally due to his stuffy nose, leaning into your touch as your hand comes up to cup his cheek.

"Are you ready to take care of me when I inevitably get sick, sweetheart?" You coo back, watching his expression morph from one of self-pity to one of dread.

"O-of course." He mumbles, hoping you don't remember how stressed he was when George had gotten sick a few weeks ago, running around the house looking for medicine in hopes that his friend wouldn't die. "Still… What if the cure to my sickness is a kiss from my beautiful partner?"

"Oh?" You play along with a smile, your hand coming up to play with his hair and run your fingers through his dirty blond curls, watching him flutter his eyes closed to enjoy your touch with a smile, half expecting him to start purring. "Well…" You sigh dramatically in defeat, leaning down so that the tips of both your noses are bumping. "I guess if it helps."

Dream makes a soft noise of excitement before you press your lips to his, his soft hand holding your head to his to slot your lips together easily.

"Now get to bed." You snap as soon as you pull back, causing him to huff and pause whatever video he had been watching.

"Fine." He grumbles like a child, lifting himself up and taking a few moments to make sure he isn't about to collapse before turning to you, letting you lead him to his mattress, onto which he immediately collapses on with a loud groan.

He situates himself under the covers and outstretches his arms to you expectantly, yet instead of your warm body he finds himself holding the bowl of soup you had brought.

You press a kiss to his forehead as he begrudgingly starts to sip on the soup, his gaze softening as he realises you're not about to leave his side.

Needless to say, the next day you were as ill as he was.

SAPNAP:

A loud groan resounds across the house.

You try your best to ignore it, going back to scrolling through your phone and scratching behind Patches' ears.

Another groan, louder this time, finally brings your attention away from social media and back to reality, frowning at the unending dramatic groans that come from your boyfriend.

You sigh, carefully pushing Patches off and starting your trek upstairs, listening to the borderline fake sounds coming from inside the room.

"You sound like you're dying."

You comment as soon as you push open the door to his bedroom, rolling your eyes with a smile as you meet your boyfriend's gaze, his lower lip curled into a pout as he makes grabby hands at you, his bed covered in what you assume to be snotty tissues.

"I am dying, darlin'. Feels like I'm being ripped apart."

You laugh, making your way towards him and sitting on the edge of the bed, and placing your hand onto his forehead, frowning instantly at how hot he feels.

"Wait, are you actually sick?"

"Yes!" Sapnap whines, throwing his head back and slamming it accidentally onto the wooden headboard, whining at the additional pain. "You thought I was fakin'!?"

"I wouldn't put it past you." You grumbled, wiping some of the sweat on his face with your sleeve, watching him try to adjust in his bed just to be closer with you. "What hurts?"

"Everything." He sighs out, closing his eyes in pain as his head throbs.

"Everything?" You repeat, unamused, already getting up to retrieve an ice pack from downstairs, hoping to cool down the fever he seems to have caught.

"Yes, every-" his eyes snap open as soon as he feels the bed shift, whining. "No, don't leave!"

"Nick, I need to get you something for your fever!"

You struggle against Sapnap's grip as he pulls you into his lap, arms wrapped around your waist and stubble scratching against your cheek.

"No… all I need is you, darl'." He grumbles against your skin, peppering sloppy kisses onto your neck.

"You're delirious." You sigh, melting into his warmth as he pulls you under the covers, sniffling and whining with every move he makes. "You'll take some medicine later, right?"

"Mhm … yeah." He says drowsily as he starts to fall asleep right there, listening to your breathing as a means to calm himself down. "Anything for you, sweetheart."

GEORGE:

How can George still be asleep?

You think to yourself as you stare mindlessly into the TV, the plate of food you had been eating abandoned on the coffee table as you take note of how long it had been since you had seen your boyfriend after last night.

You know he's prone to sleeping in for long, but not this long. Especially now in Florida, where the sun rises earlier and helps him wake up at the same time as you and your roommates.

Once you give your half eaten plate to Dream, you carefully push open the door to your boyfriend's room, stopping for a few moments so your eyes get used to the darkness his room was covered in.

"George? Are you awake?"

Treading carefully so you don't trip on any loose cables or stuff that he might have tossed onto the ground, you finally reach his bed, kneeling next to him and placing your hands on the body beneath the covers and shaking softly.

"Georgie?"

"Hmng."

You feel him turn around, meeting his gaze despite the darkness around you, watching as his pained expression turns into one of relief.

"Hi…" He mumbles, voice coarse as if he had just finished screaming for over an hour, reminding you of that one time he had lost his voice after a particularly long stream. "Time…?"

"Almost 4." Your hand comes up to push back his bangs, a shiver racking through his body as your cool touch makes contact with his atypically hot skin. "What th- do you have a fever?"

"I think." You feel his arms creep around your waist, pulling you closer with abnormal strength and placing his head onto your lap, snuggling himself into your thighs, letting out a shaky sigh at the warmth. "Tried getting up this morning and I think I passed out."

That would explain the crash Sapnap had claimed to have heard early in the morning.

"You passed out? Why didn't you call me?" You whisper back, running your fingers through his hair and massaging the back of his neck, a spot you know always gets him weak. "We could've brought you downstairs so you weren't cooped up like this."

George laughed as the image of Dream and Sapnap dragging him downstairs came to mind, but the sudden stabbing pain that attacked his lungs caused him to start coughing with a whine.

"I'd rather just stay up here with you." He started to manhandle you to lie under the covers, his hands warm on your hips as he quite basically shoved his face into your chest, trying to calm his raging headache. "We can order something later… I just want to be with you for now."

You chewed on your lower lip before your hands came up subconsciously to bury themselves in his soft locks, a whine leaving his lips as your nails started scratching at his scalp. "Fine. Just for a bit, okay? You still have to eat, we got to get you medicine, and you probably stin-"

You squeaked as he nipped on your skin in an attempt to get you to shut up, rolling your eyes at the smirk on his pretty lips before he fluttered his eyes back closed, a silent way of telling you that he was going back to sleep.

QUACKITY:

"You're an idiot."

Your boyfriend sputters out a confused sound as he walks into the kitchen, not having expected to be instantly insulted first thing in the morning.

"Huh?"

"Why are you half-naked!? You're sick!" You point at his feet and then his shorts with your spoon, making him groan and roll his eyes.

"It's hot!" He throws his arms up in the air as he sits down at the kitchen island, ignoring the way you frown at him. "And I'm not sick. I'm fine. It's just a cold."

"That still counts as being sick." You mumble under your breath, pushing a plate of food in his direction before pulling off your hoodie (which casually happened to be his) and handing it to him. "Put it on. I don't want you getting worse."

"...fine." He mumbles, starting to eat once it's on. "Thank you, mi vida."

Your face heats up at the casual nickname, nodding as you start on your own breakfast, too busy scrolling on your phone to notice the way your boyfriend starts squirming in his seat, sweat dripping down his forehead as he tries to focus on his food.

"You alright?" You finally realise how sick he looks despite having looked fine mere moments before, face flushed and skin sickly pale as he wipes the sweat away with his hoodies sleeves.

"Mhm. Okay." Your hand reaches over to cup his cheek, almost flinching back at how hot his skin feels. "Jesus! You're so fucking hot!"

You instantly regret what comes out of your mouth at his cocky expression, watching him m lean into your hand and sigh dreamily, eyelashes fluttering open and closed as he speaks.

"You think I'm that hot, babe?" He purrs out, despite the absolute pain that's racking through his body at the minute. "Damn, didn't expect you to be bold."

"Shut up." You pinch his cheek, forcing a high pitched cry to leave his mouth as you turn around to look through the medicine cabinet. "I meant you're literally hot, Alex."

"So you think I'm not figuratively hot?" You refrain from the urge to groan at his teasing, pulling off the cap to some medicine and dropping a pill into a glass of water.

"If you keep acting like this, you'll be less than hot to me." You snap, handing him the drink and waiting for him to down it like he usually does when it comes to ill-tasting medicine. "Go lie down, I'll make you some soup."

Before you can leave, he grabs your arm, pulling you into the space between his open legs and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"With me?" He mumbles into your hair, causing you to roll your eyes at how clingy he's become. "Come on, cielo. We can just order soup."

"But will it be as good as my soup?" You brush some of his longer strands of hair away from his eyes and trace the invisible lines between the beauty marks on his face.

"No… but I'd take cold soup any day of the week if it means having you in my arms."

KARL:

"Your nose is running."

You comment as you watch your boyfriend sluggishly make his way towards the fridge, eyes barely open and sweatpants almost falling down his waist.

"Mhm."

He doesn't even acknowledge your words, digging through the countless cans in the fridge to pull out some orange juice, instantly downing it without a second thought.

"Sorry. You want some?" He slurs, extending his arm and offering you the carton.

"Just finish it, Karl. I'd rather not get sick."

You notice that instead of his normal sleeping shirt he has a button up on, the buttons all messed up from probably trying to do it on his own in the bathroom mirror.

"You going somewhere, baby?" You comment on his appearance, frowning as he instantly nods, throwing the carton into the bin before looking for some snacks.

"Filming with Jimmy." He casually says, as if he hadn't been battling with a fever for almost a week. "I volunteered yesterd-"

You slap your hand over his mouth, stopping him from talking and meeting his shocked gaze, feeling his hands immediately find place on your waist out of instinct at how close you are.

"You're not going anywhere, Karl. I don't want you to get worse." You comment with a frown, having half expected him to lick at your hand when you had covered his mouth, but the sad look in his eyes feels worse than how that would've. "Please. You've been in pain for almost a week, I just want you to get better."

You let go of his face, moving your hand to cup his cheek and watch him press into your touch, nodding solemnly.

"Just don't like being useless. I wanna do stuff, I want to help!" He whines, closing his eyes as if afraid of your reaction to his complaint.

"You're not useless, though. You're sick. I'm taking care of you because I love you and I want you to get better. Jimmy's your friend, he'll probably won't want you working while you're sick, either." You lean up to press a soft kiss to the corner of his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a comforting hug, his cool hands roaming your skin under your shirt. "So get back into your pyjamas and get to bed and I'll bring you some food, okay? Then we can watch a movie, whichever one you want."

He nods enthusiastically, taking his turn to cup your cheeks in his hands and pepper kisses all over, brushing your lips with his before pulling away, aware of how sick you'd get if he gave you what he had. "I love you!" He says before rushing back upstairs giddily, not even waiting for you to say it back, aware that even without saying it, you do.

[billzoned]

i met gnf last summer and he intertwined our fingers and its all i’ve thought about since

idk if ur taking requests but maybe if u wanna write smth abt george gently holding ur hands while tapping it not so gently.. 👀 just a suggestion hehe love ur work

THE WAY I ACTUALLY SCREECHED, THANK U!!?? ur so luckyyy shsjsh. thank u sm for the request btw!!

ps. i went a bit overboard...

ps. #2, ill admit, i literally spent over 2 days constantly on janitor ai talking to nsfw bots trying to improve my smut...erm. we dont talk about that!! :3

desc. afab! reader x cc! george. 1.07k words.

barely proofread — nsfw under cut.

you've lost count how many times george had made you cum in the past twenty minutes. your legs shook violently as you came undone again and again.

he was in between your legs, circling his tongue around your painfully sensitive clit, and he had his fingers pumping in and out of your dripping wet cunt for god knows how long. "missed the taste of you. s'good" he says, words muffled by your thighs closing around his head. and of course, that familiar euphoric feeling of your abdomen tightening was coming near.

until it stopped. george stopped his pleasuring movements abruptly. you barely even noticed when the tip of george's cock was prodding at your entrance. he reached for your hand and intertwined your fingers together before roughly pushing into you.

"f-uck!!" you moan out, before george starts to move slowly. though, that pace didnt last. before long he was thrusting into you erratically, nipping and kissing the flesh of your neck. his own moans and whimpers were slipping out, he missed you too much.

before long there were strings of moans falling from your lips as george keeps up his pace, brushing against the spot that makes your eyes roll and start seeing white. "yes- yes, fuck! such a good girl f'me. taking me so well." george groans as he pulls you closer to him, lifting your hips a little so he could reach deeper into you.

you had completely forgotten that dream and sapnap were out; they both went to the store, and at any time could open the door and see the both of you on the couch. in a way, it made you a bit more aroused thinking that they could walk in. you tightened around george, meanwhile you were looking at the door and remembering that they have been out for a little bit already. george, being aware, noticed.

"what? hm? you want my best friends to walk in? seeing you get fucked?" he laughs teasingly as he stops his movements and pulls out of you. he then pulls you closer to him before sliding back into you, deeper than before. "you want your boyfriend's two best friends to watch you get fucked by me? or do you want 'em to join in, hm?" he leans down to whisper in your ear as both of your fingers are still intertwined together.

you let out an almost embarrassing whiny moan at the thought, especially with him mentioning it. your eyes roll back into your skull and your back arches off of the couch "mm. yeah you do." he mocks you, his voice in a teasingly whiny voice. it wasn't very long until george hit the sensitive point inside of you dead on. your head falls back into the cushion of the couch the two of you rest on.

your climax was coming, and it was coming quick. george could feel how close you were getting, since your cunt was erratically squeezing around him so much. he took his hand off of your waist and used his now free hand to lightly fondle your breasts, lightly squeezing at your nipple before trailing his hand up to wrap around your throat.

"please, pl-ease! can i cum- i need t'cum." you whine as a small line of drool starts to trail down the side of your mouth. he pretended to think for a moment. "hm.. do you- mm- really deserve it?" he leans down and whispers into your ear. "tell me, pretty girl. do you deserve it?" a small smirk plays on his lips as he awaits your response.

"eeh!- yes, yes, 've been a good girl! 'lease let me cum," you beg.

george lifts himself back up before letting go of your throat and bringing his hand down to circle your sensitive clit. "huh... i think you can hold out a bit longer, cant you?" you were barely sure that you could, considering the speed his fingers were going. but you nod anyway, praying that you could hold back. "yeah.. good girl."

he decides to speed up his thrusts a bit, just to put you on edge; slowing the pace of his fingers just a little bit. his mouth curls up into a nearly sadistic smile as he watches you writhe beneath his grasp. he watches several headlights go past the window through the curtains, knowing well that one of them could be dream and sapnap. he focuses back onto you rolling his eyes at your needy whines and whimpers.

"let go, cum for me. be a good little whore and cum for me." as if on cue your body shakes violently as your cunt spasms around george. you let out a silent moan as you reach your climax. george grunts as he feels himself getting close as well, quiet whimpers falling from his lips.

soon enough, his seed spilled into you as he slowed the movements of his hips. "ooh- fuck." he groans, feeling the aftermath of his orgasm. before long he eventually pulled out, seeing his cum quickly running out of you and some spilling onto the couch; a stain he knew he would have to explain to his best friends later.

"did so good for me." he praised before leaning down to you and pulling you into a quick messy kiss. "be right back, baby." he says, looking down at your fucked out expression.

he quickly returns after walking away to get a wet wash cloth and wiped all of the excess cum off of you. noticing your tired look, your eyes already closed, he picks you up as gently as he can manage, and brings you to his room and lays you onto his bed. he covers you with a blanket and lightly kisses your cheek before going to try his best to clean off the (obvious) stain on the couch before the others come home.

right as he was finishing wiping it off the best he could, he saw the headlights of sapnap's car bleeding through the curtains. he hurriedly finished up and sprinted to his room.

the front door opened before shutting quite loudly, the voices of sapnap and dream joking barely audible from his room. he heard dream talking to sapnap as he walked to his room before shutting the door.

it wasn't long until he heard sapnap yell from downstairs. "george, where the hell did this stain come from?!"

uh oh.

1K WORDS HOORAY!! first time ive ever officially written that much :3 i also apologize for the slight delay!! ive been WAYYY to caught up with school :c

[modelbus]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do MCYTs x female reader jealously HCs like if someone started flirting with their partner! Thank you! <3

I am opinionated on this Also, I didn’t do a little blurb thing for Tommy because I have a full one shot on him being jealous! And this got long. Fast.

MCYTs included (all CC!): Dream, Wilbur, Tommy, Sapnap, George

Jealousy

Dream

He gets jealous SO easy. Someone he doesn’t know is just talking to you? He’s by your side the entire time unless he gets called away or you have a problem with it.

He’s nearly always by your side but you don’t complain because he’s like a human heater.

If someone is straight-up flirting with you, he slides into the conversation by kissing you and being like “oh, who is this?”

Dream is a cocky bastard and would 100% just smirk at whoever dared to flirt with you while wrapping an arm around your waist.

When the poor person who flirted with you asks if you two are dating, he answers “of course.” as if there was no way you weren’t.

I feel like he’d get jealous in the type of way that he just wants to spend time with you more than anything else. He’d get all grumpy and complain about everyone taking your attention.

But only of people that aren’t your friends. If they’re his and you don’t really know them and they’re stealing your attention? Fuck that, Dream will privately murder them.

He’s not shy about being jealous at all. If you poke fun or ask him, he’ll admit it. Hell, he’ll openly announce he’s jealous if it’ll get you to give him attention.

Voice tipping into a whine, "Spend time with me! I’m jealous!”

“I’m lonely! Please, spend time with me!” Your boyfriend announces, dramatically collapsing onto your bed.

“Hang on.” You tell the discord call, muting yourself. “Dream!”

“What?! I’m lonely!”

“Both George and Sapnap are in this house.”

He pouts at you. “But I want to spend time with the person I’m dating! Come on, we can go watch that new movie you’ve been wanting to see!”

It’s temping and he knows it. Your discord call wasn’t too important, and besides, you were almost done with it. With a sigh, you unmute yourself to give into Dream’s demands.

“I have to go, but it was nice talking with you guys!” After a minute of goodbyes, you disconnect and turn back to Dream. “Let’s go see that movie.”

He pumps his fist in the air, making you laugh. Dream might be a little attention-needy, but you absolutely loved him.

Wilbur

Wilbur wouldn’t say anything to whoever’s flirting with you, but he wouldn’t let you forget he’s there listening.

Lightly trailing his hands up your sides to lean down and whisper in your ear, “this is who you’re spending your time with, love?”

He’d tear apart whoever is flirting with you but only to you.

“-and then I told him there was no way in hell I’d be doing that!” The guy you’re talking to finishes, laughing at himself.

“Oh, he thinks himself a funny guy.” Wilbur whispers in your ear.

You almost jump, not having realized he had joined you two. Although, you couldn’t help but agree with him. The dude you were talking to—Noah, maybe?—wasn’t actually funny. At all.

Wilbur’s hands settle on your waist. “What do you say we leave?”

As if he needed to prove he was better than whoever tried flirting with you, he’d take you to a fancy dinner or something.

Oh, and he’d NEVER admit he’s jealous. Keep giving excuses and act fool is his new motto.

Honestly though, his jealously comes from a fear of how much he loves you and how much power you have over him.

He gets jealous over literally nothing, but doesn’t do anything until a situation escalates a little so he feels justified.

Of course if you ask him to back off or seriously bring it up, you will have a heart to heart.

Tommy

He’d be so embarrassed about being jealous. Would deny it to his dying breath istg

I have a weird feeling he doesn’t really get jealous easily though.

Tommy wouldn’t do much I feel like. Grab your hand, name drop that he’s your boyfriend if he’s feeling particularly jealous. Really he just inserts himself.

He has a special knack for making a conversation take a turn and exclude someone when he wants to, it’s kind of amazing.

He’s another person who wants your attention a lot of times (cough cough, all the time, cough cough)

Hugs from behind is his go-to move when you’re talking to someone else.

If he finds he has a problem with someone continuously flirting with you and you’re just oblivious, he’ll talk to you. Tommy’s a person who actually knows how to communicate about 80% of the time!

Sapnap

This man

If anyone had the balls to flirt with you, he’d straight up tell them he’s your boyfriend. Who gives a fuck if they were just staring at you? You’re his partner and they better know it.

For us southern Sapnap enjoyers:

Putting his hat on your head when you’re mid-conversation with someone.

He’s also the type to pull you out of a conversation by kissing you, hand you a drink, and walk off satisfied.

His hands are all over you. He genuinely cannot stop himself, even if it's just resting a hand on your knee. It's like he has to show everyone you're dating him.

"Sorry, repeat that?" You ask the podcast guys, laughing a little.

In your defense, it was a little hard to think with Sapnap's hand on your thigh. Every now and then he'd give you a smile, absolutely messing with you. You knew why, too.

Sapnap was jealous of the podcast guy asking you questions. Probably because podcast guy got to talk to you directly while Sapnap could only bounce off your answers, which he's been doing for the past hour.

"Yeah, of course-" The podcast guy repeats his question and Sapnap laughs quietly.

You shoot him a glare then turn back to the question. Idiot.

Depending on the mood he's in, if you tell him you know he's jealous he'll either flash you a smile or shake his head no and laugh at you.

He's a dirty look type of guy. Never directed at you, but definitely at whoever is flirting with you.

George

Quiet jealousy!!

George would give the person who's flirting with you a shit ton of looks. Judgy ones, cold ones, man is sending 500 signals at the person flirting with you all saying to go away.

The second he gets you alone he'll ask to leave and be super vague about it.

"I'm not feeling it." has been used before.

“Can we go?” George asks you, looking around the party. There’s a light flush across his cheeks.

“Is everything okay?”

Parties weren’t normally what you guys did, but a mutual friend had invited you both. It wasn’t like you had plans, so why not drop in for a few minutes? Say hi? That few minutes turned quickly into hours though.

“I… I dunno, I just want to spend time with you.”

You don’t even hesitate before nodding. “Of course. We should stop and get midnight donuts.”

George laughs, immediately looking more at ease. “Obviously”

He’d also be grasping at straws to find something to get your attention. Bringing you a drink, showing you a meme on Twitter, whatever he can think of.

If you ever bring it up to him, he’d play it off with a joke and deny everything.

Or he would until one night when he realizes “hey, talking is healthy!” and quietly admits what he’s feeling.

[haunted-headset]

WILBUR SLOWLY FALLING IN LOVE WITH YN TO THE POINT HE JUST RANDOMLY KISSES YOUR HAND AND HUGS YOU FROM BEHIND BC HE SO LOVE/TOUCH DEPRIVED. AND TJEN EVERYONE JUST THINKS UR DATING AND THEN AT SOME POINT YN IS JUST LIKE,

“Yeah, we are.”

❤ Are You Falling in Love? ❤

Summary: You & Wilbur are best friends & practically attached at the hip. Wilbur, however, is falling in love with you, & he thinks that you don't realize it. One day, he decides that he's tired of waiting & he decides to make a move. Turns out you wanted him to do that!

A/N: GUYS. I MADE A REALLY GOOD STORY FOR THIS & THEN I CLOSED MY LAPTOP THINKING IT WOULD KEEP ALL OF MY TABS OPEN, BUT LIKE MY COMPUTER SHUT DOWN & I HAD TO RELOAD THE TABS & I FORGOT TO SAVE IT AS A DRAFT & I WANNA CRY (also the title is based on a song called A New Kind of Love)

pairing: CC!Wilbur x amab!reader

pronouns used for the reader: He/him/his

tags: @vibestillaxxx @joviepog @ax-y10 @themonsterunderurmom @wilburstan @smolsleepykitten @funnyreally2009 @crows-death @dykepunz @aresriiots @0miamor0 @cathers-world @defonotval @chipch0p @mazzistar16 @unmellowyellowfellow @justalittlebitofchaos @thosecolorfulsheets @vopix @taylors-version-from-the-vault @aine-lasagna @merianakross @veeislost @urfav-sapphic-siren @shazbaz58-blog @wifiatthetrainstation @mcr-pr-fob @shd454

word count: 451

contains: swearing, a suggestive comment made by Billzo, Y/n & Wilbur being shipped together

proofread?: yup

"Guys, c'mon, hurry up!" You said you were walking faster than the rest of your friends.

"Y/n, when are we going on the boat?" Tommy whined.

"In a bit," you smirked. "You need to eat something so you stop being a hangry bitch." This earned a laugh from your friends & a cussing-out by Tommy.

You had Wilbur, Tommy, Billzo, Tubbo, Jack, and George go to California, your hometown, for a Tom Simons blog. It was your idea to just take Wilbur, but Wilbur had told Tommy, & he said he wanted to come. Then Tommy told Tubbo, & Tubbo told Billzo, & Billzo told Jack, & Jack told George.

"Y/n, can you carry me?" Wilbur said, leaning against you.

"Absolutely not," you said with a small laugh. "Who's the one who broke my leg when we were 15 because you made me carry you?"

"...no comment," Wilbur murmured. You laughed once again. You then noticed that Tommy was pointing the camera at you two.

"Y/N x Wilbur moment?" Tommy said it in a fake disbelief voice. "Y/N x Wilbur confirmed? Y/n x Wilbur canon?"

"Oh my God, shut the fuck up," you said jokingly. Wilbur's cheeks flushed.

"You two would make a cute couple," Tubbo said. "I can see it."

"I feel like you two are already dating," Billzo said. "Like, if you told me one day that you'd secretly been giving Wilbur head all of this time, I wouldn't be surprised."

"BILLZO, WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK?" Wilbur said it in shock, his face bright red. Your face, like Wilbur's, was beet-red.

"Wilbur isn't even into guys, Billzo!" you lied. You knew very well that Wilbur was bisexual. He told you when he was 13. Two years later, he developed a crush on you. He thought you didn't know. That was very funny, in your opinion. "Plus, if we were in a secret relationship, why would I tell you guys?" This earned an 'oooo' from your friend group.

You arrived at In-N-Out, & you all ordered your food. While you were ordering your food, you felt someone hug you from behind. You looked up to see Wilbur's face, & your heart started to race. He then did something very unexpected: he kissed your hand.

"YOOOO!" Tommy said, pointing the camera at you two. "WILBUR X Y/N HAS BEEN CONFIRMED! I BET THEY'RE DATING!"

"Tommy, we are not-" Wilbur started.

"Yeah." You cut him off to see his reaction. "We are." You smirked & walked back to the table with your friends. You looked back to see a dumbfounded Wilbur still standing there, his face bright red.

You chuckled to yourself. You were definitely going to do this again.

[pray4saint]

OK. So I've seen people ask you stuff, and idk if your requests are closed or if it's just moots, but you can ignore this until your request are open again. 💔

I NEED a chubby reader x dteam. I barely have seen any chubby reader x dteam 💔 and I think it would go AMAZINGLY with your style of writing ❤️❤️❤️ (and maybe a little NSFW 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾) (and fem reader 🫠)

🙏🏾

my requests are closed but i am doing little thirsts n i really like this ask soooo / i also try to emphasise i don't think cc's treat people differently based on their body type but i do add extra descriptors for chubby!reader / anyways 16+ MDNI

dream sat behind you, his fingers dug into your pretty pussy, working you open while his mouth worked along your neck. ”such a pretty, pretty girl.” you moaned at all the combined stimulation, his free hand pulling your thighs apart every time they started to shake and close. the way his fingers chafed farther into the flesh of your thighs pushed you further to the edge. he chuckled when he felt your breathing hitch. ”awh, sweetheart, s'everything okay?” his voice is laced with faux sympathy to your ever-growing need to cum. the hand on your leg moved up tot the pudge of your stomach, drawing the lightest circles known to man while the fingers in your cunt brushed against the spot that had you seeing stars. ”go on baby, cum on my fingers.”

when sapnap pulled his tongue off your sex you whined, despite the fact that you'd just cum. ”oh peach, you wanna give me 'nother?” you nod down frantically at him. ”words.” he commands as he crawls further up to your face, pressing kisses all up the centre of your body, just to press a soft kiss to your lips. ”wan– wanna cum again. please?” your boyfriend smiles at you. ”anything for my darlin' girl.” he scoots back down between your legs, sucking circles into your legs before pressing his tongue flat against your pretty pussy, keeping his eyes on your scrunched up face. ”so much to love here darl', gonna make sure to kiss and love on your entire body.” all you can do is moan out, pushing your hands into his hair.

”oh my god, sometimes i just don't know what to do with you baby.” george coos, his hips rocking his cock in and out of your cunt. his hands are around your waist, squishing the flesh and pushing you farther down into the mattress. you moan into the pillows, the soft walls of your pussy clenching around his dick. ”shit, love. you're so perfect, you know that right?” you nod against the pillows, unable to get anything out besides your pretty mewls and moans.

[g-xix]

Lumberjack!w2s fic? 👀

It's actually a problem, the way i get SO WHIPPED every time I see even the slightest potential of a fanfic trope for a CC like Harry

I mean, I've already got mechanic!WillNE smut in the works, but am i gonna have to add lumberjack!Harry smut in, too?? Shit, I don't even know man, but trust me - this idea has me FIEEEENDING

(also hope we're enjoying/enjoyed the George x reader x Arthurv smut yesterday HHEEEHEAHEUHAEH)

[bad268]

Smash (CC! Dream X Reader)

Fandom: RPF

Requested: No, I wanted to release something for when Dream face reveals, so this is separate from my Writing Inktober thing. Also, this is my 100th post!

Warnings:  Use of Dream's name (Clay), no pronouns but Sap calls reader "mamas" once

W.C. 968

As always, my requests and ships are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^I actually recorded this from the stream)

Face revealing sucked. Being a faceless streamer who was dating another faceless streamer sucked too. Especially when you knew that your boyfriend was working up towards a face reveal, and everyone was pressuring you to do the same since you were so close. Couldn’t be me.

Except it is. 

After being with Dream for three years and not showing each other your faces, it just seemed natural to us. When we met, we just kept our relationship through text and discord calling. We just never thought to show our faces to each other. Also, we just never told the fans that we were together.

That is until he decided that he was going to reveal everything. He was going to face reveal to all of his friends, and his fans, and then he was going to do a panel at twitchcon. He just had to unintentionally ruin my day.

I joined our discord voice chat since he and Sapnap were already in it, and I was bored with watching this show. “Hey, guys.” “Wassup mamas,” Sapnap laughed.

“Hey babe,” Clay dismissed Sapnap’s comment by just moving into the next statement. “We’re talking about the plan to face reveal.”

“Oh,” I pressed, “what’s it looking like?”

“Well, George is coming to Florida, so I was going to face reveal to him at the airport or something,” Dream explained. 

“Oh, so I’m going to be the only one who hasn’t seen your face?” I laughed. “And I’ve literally been dating you for three years.”

“I mean, you’re gonna be at twitchcon, right?” Sap popped in.

“Well, yes,” I stated as if it were obvious. “I’m literally in a separate panel with you, Sap.”

“Then, why don’t you fly to Florida, too.” Sap said as if it were the easiest, most obvious thing in the world. “Meet us here, and we all go to L.A. together. Simple”

“It’s not that simple, Sap,” I sighed, leaning back in my chair as I started spinning side to side. “I can’t just drop everything to fly to Florida. Let alone plan a whole face reveal”

“Well, what can we do to help?” Dream offers. “Like you’re already on a posting break, you’re gonna need to be here for twitchcon, and we still haven’t met, technically. You and I could face reveal together.”

“I have to pack, and I really don’t want to,” I chucked. “I mean, I don’t want to intrude either since you guys knew each other longer, and you’ve been planning this longer.”

“You wouldn’t intrude!” Dream and Sapnap exclaimed.

“You could literally show up randomly, and I would let you in without a second thought,” Dream pointed out.

“You don’t even know what I look like, so what if a random person showed up at your house and pretended to be me?” I laughed.

“Well, I better hope it’s actually you,” he also chuckled. Sap let out a loud laugh before saying he was going to log off to go get food. Then, the sound of him leaving the call sounded. This is when Dream turned serious. “You do know you could never intrude on us, right?

“I do now, but you guys were all friends before I joined, so I thought-”

“You thought wrong,” he interrupted. “You could never inconvenience me or Sap or George. You are a part of our team whether you like it or not. You will never be intruding on us.”

Hearing him reassure me gave me some confidence. “If I did,” I paused for dramatic effect. “When?”

~

It has been a few days since we had this call, and Dream was still the only one that knew that I was flying out to Florida and that I was planning to face reveal. I packed up my suitcase and finalized everything at my house before leaving for the airport. I sent a quick text to Clay right before we took off.

When we landed, I walked over towards the pick up area. I kept looking around paranoid that everyone was looking at me, and I did not know what facial expression I should be making. As I made my way to the door, I see Sapnap and a really tall blonde standing by the door. I froze. My eyes widened, as I stopped in the middle of the sea of people trying to leave the airport. I do not know what I was expecting Clay to look like, but he defiantly looked better than I could have ever thought.

Then the nerves sat in. What was George going to think? What was Sapnap going to think? What was Clay going to think? What if I did not meet their expectations? What if I disappointed them?

I decided then that I would bite the bullet and walk right up to them. As soon as I did, Sapnap looked up, and Clay turned his face away immediately. 

“Oh my god, you guys are my favorite Minecraft YouTubers,” I laughed quietly, so only they would hear me. “Can I get your autographs?”

“Y/N!” Clay exclaimed, throwing his arms around my shoulders and burying his face in my neck. “You look great.”

“Thank you, Clay,” I chuckled, hugging him back. I heard the click of a phone, and open one eye to see Sapnap pointing his phone at us. I just rolled my eyes before pulling away from Clay slowly. I held him at arm’s length to look at his face more. I noticed how green his eyes are, the freckles that spread across his cheeks, the fluffy dirty blonde hair on his head that I wanted to run my hands through, and most importantly, his smile. Looking at his smile made me smile as well before I decided what I wanted to say. “Honestly, I’d smash.”

“wHAT?”

~~~~~

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[2braincellslz]

dating cc!foolish and cc!sapnap headcanons? separately, not like a poly relationship

Foolish! My beloved. Even though I know like nothing about him lmao.

Cc!Foolish dating HCs

Foolish x GN!reader

Himboooooooo

He's a sweet boy though.

A single kiss on the cheek or forehead or anywhere and he stops whatever he is doing and asks for more.

He loooooves pet names. Give pet names and being called pet names. He loves pet names.

If you call him by his real name or god forbid his full name, hes instantly like "did I do something wrong? What happened?"

Manz has no clue on how to plan a date. You have to plan them all.

He makes up with his shittoy date planning skills with amazing gift giving skills.

His love language is gift giving, words of affirmation, and physical affection.

He brings in random animals all the time. He once brought in a raccoon. You had to sweep it out.

His favorite dates are gaming dates. He likes to run off and build you something and then drag to to see it.

I love him.

Cc!Sapnap dating hcs

Sapnap x gn!reader

He calls you darlin. Sorry not sorry.

He likes to cuddle. When you guys do cuddle he liked to send you tik toks even though you guys are on top of eachother.

He likes to cary you around. You are his royalty.

He also like to feed you. He will silently press a M&M to your lips and wait.

He dose not have a single romantic bone in his body. But we love him. Hes doing great.

He loves dates but like Foolish, he has no idea how to plan one. Hes tried but they are usually just watching movies.

He also loves PDA. Hes a lovely baby.

He'll come running to you like. "BABE!" And show you a video of people petting otter paws.

You two just reference things back and fourth to eachother.

He seems like the kind of guy to like Sam O'nella. He especially likes to references "is that fucking fish jenga!?"

No I will not explain that.

He likes scaring you around the house. Hes always running up behind you and yelling.

He loves pranking with you. George and Dream are never safe.

Has probably gotten sick and instead of telling you like a normal person he goes "babe.... I fuw up..."

Idk man, I'm trying.

[jessnotfoundd]

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞

Pairing: cc!Georgenotfound x reader

Masterlist here!

When the challenge started, George was really sure that he was going to win the private jet and that he would give it to his mom. You were cheering for him the whole time.

-Do you want water?- when the cameras cut and jimmy started just talking to the other people doing the challenge, I made my way to my boyfriend.

-No, i just really want to leave- he smirks, I kiss his cheek.

-You promise a private jet to your mom, you must stay.- I smirk and he doesn't.

-Yeah, at least you're here with me.- his free hand flies to my waist.

-Yes, but i probably left in a few minutes with Nolan to get you guys all food.- I kiss him and the boys beside him start to make noises of kisses and I pull away a few inches.

-Don't go, let Nolan go alone, I'm cold.- he starts to blurt about how much he wants to leave.

-Take this.- i took his hoodie out so he could use it.- I have another in the car.- he smiles and I tuck his head thru the hoodie.

-Smells like you.- he smiles and i nod, hearing Nolan call my name.

-I gotta go, if your fucking hand isn't in the jet when I'm back, ill kill you.- He smirks and I peck his lips quick to finally go.

A few hours passed and some of the boys gave up, the cameras were off, and George was sitting aside the jet with the boys, I approached them and sat in front of the brunette to laid my head on his chest, my back against him, his free hand flies to hold me, in a half hug. I feel his lips on my cheek. They were talking about some game I didn't know, so my eyes shut down and I fall asleep.

It felt like minutes when i start to hear applause, I sit straight and start to applaud with the rest of the people. Everyone starts laughing and I turn around. The British with a guilty smile.

-I wanted to wake you up nicely- he can't even fight the smile.

I stand up and went behind the cameras, Jimmy wanted to make it a bit more difficult. And a few boys decided to leave.

George was still there and wanted me to get closer, but I was super comfortable in the chairs Nolan bring for us.

A half-hour later, there were George and two other boys. One of them lift his finger for only a singular frame, so he lost. Now it was only my boy and another one.

An hour passed until jimmy got closer, showing George something, I stand up and watch everything. He smirks but a second later, the smirk is gone and the other boy is dancing weirdly, the British takes his finger out of the jet and walks to me.

-I fail.- he hugs me and i reciprocate.

-It's okay babe, it's just a game- I hold his face with my hands and smile.- I bet your mom is super proud of you.- I leave a kiss on his nose and he smiles.

-I wanted to win.- now he's pouting, so I leave a gentle kiss on his lips.

-I know babe, I know.-

[deliwrites]

𝕂𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕂𝕒𝕥 // George

Date: 20th June 2021 Published: 22nd July 2021 Member: George Type: Fluff, AU, Hybrid TW: slight angst idk Word count: 4540 Summary: George's parents gift him a cat, but he's in for a real surprise. (Btw this is my third attempt at writing something for Gogy 😬 I just couldn't figure out how I wanted this story to go xD)

// MASTERLIST //

George POV

"Honey, we know you've been feeling a bit lonely-"

"Mom, I have not been lonely," I cut off my mom. She had been calling me every other day since about a week after I had moved out. That was almost 5 months ago!

"You're in denial. Look, just come over, I have this amazing surprise for you! See you at 5, you're staying for dinner!" before I could even object to it she had already hung up, leaving me to sigh in slight annoyance.

"Guess I'm going to my parents tonight," taking out my phone I sent a quick message to the group chat of me and my friends.

GeorgeNotFound Today at 2:32 PM I am sorry guys, won't be able to make it tonight Dream Today at 2:32 PM What? Why? GeorgeNotFound Today at 2:33 PM My mom wants me to come over tonight I wanted to decline but you probably know how persistent parents are Sapnap Today at 2:34 PM Alright, we can always do the recording tomorrow!

Putting my phone in my pocket I grab the stuff I might need and head out to moms place.

Third POV

"Alright, deary, I know he's going to love you but I want this to be a surprise okay," the girl nods at the grown-up woman. "So, can you, little darling, be a good kitty for me and stay like this till he brings you home?" Nodding once more she lets the woman pet her gently. "Good girl, alright, he'll be here soon okay. Oh! He's going to love you!" after that she left for the kitchen. Following her she jumped up on one of the island chairs, peeking over the edge of the counter. Watching as she cooked food for her family.

"Hon, I have to be honest, I don't think this is a good idea," a male around the same age as the woman enters the kitchen. Sitting down on the other island chair, gently petting the cat's head.

"What do you mean? She's perfect for him!"

George POV

Knocking on the front door, I open the door with my spare key entering the home. Calling out 'Mom? Dad?' while doing so. Taking off my jacket, hanging it up on the coat rack. A sudden nudge to my leg makes me jump in surprise.

"Oh, well, hello," I spoke in surprise when I notice the cat at my feet. Said cat meowed, nudging my leg some more. Probably wanting to be pet. "Okay, alright," I roll my eyes in fake annoyance, a bright smile on my face, bending down to the cat's level. "Well, aren't you a cutie," I tell the beautiful cat as I pet her head gently. The purring makes this all the better. But when did they get a cat? "Where's mom and dad, huh? Do you know cutie?" It was like the cat understood me. She nodded and walked away, looking back to see if I was gonna follow her. "Alright, lead the way I guess," following the cat, through the house and into the kitchen.

"Oh, George dear! I'm so glad you're here," my mom said, instantly pulling me into a hug when I reached the kitchen. "How are you, honey?"

"I am fine, thanks. Mom, you can let go of me now," reluctantly mom lets go of me. With a sigh I sit down at the kitchen island, the cat meowing before jumping up on my lap.

"I see you met, Y/n," She says seeming excited.

"Y/n? What a human name for a cat."

"Well, yeah but she is special," she winks, which confuses the hell out of me, but I let it slide. "Let's just eat and then I'll tell you the surprise I have for you!"

The dinner is slightly awkward but the food is nice. Nothing beats homemade food. After dessert, we moved to the living room. Mom was in the kitchen getting coffee for the three of us.

"Look, son, this surprise," dad starts, surprising me with the concern lingering in his voice. "It's different."

"What do you mean?"

"Well-"

"Alright, time for the surprise!" Mom interrupts him, setting down the coffee. "So," she says sitting down next to dad. The excitement sat brightly on her face. "We got you Y/n! So you won't feel too lonely at your apartment!"

"Mom, no offence, but I don't need a cat to keep me company," I am quick to say, the cat somehow seems to become sad at this as she instantly slumps down meowing softly.

"But she'll be perfect for you! I promise you, if it doesn't work out you can bring her back," she says staying persistent about the idea of me keeping Y/n. "Look you even made her sad."

"Okay, fine! I'll take her with me," I sigh in defeat. It wasn't that I didn't like the idea of a cat at my place. It's just that I am quite busy and I don't want her to feel neglected. Or worse forget to feed her.

"Oh, that's great honey! I'll go get her stuff ready," with that she left the living room again.

"Well, we're home," I sighed, closing the door behind me. I sat Y/n down along with a bag of who knows what on the floor and sat down on the couch. Clever Y/n dove into the bag rustling around while I looked at her confused. "What are you doing?" I asked her confused. Finally, she gets out of the bag, envelope in her mouth. "What do you have there?" She struts over to me, stopping next to me before jumping on the couch. Dropping the envelope in my lap.

To Georgie

"That's mom's handwriting," I mumbled, opening the envelope. "Why would she-. 'I understand that you're confused right now'. Yeah no shit," I said as I started reading the letter out loud.

Georgie, I understand that you're confused right now. I didn't tell you this because I knew you would say no. But Y/n is special and she'll show you how.

On cue, like mom had told her to do it, Y/n jumps off the couch standing on the other side of the coffee table. Grabbing my attention. She seems to nod at me before she changes right in front of my eyes.

"What?" Is all that I can manage to say as I watch her shift. Within a minute there is a human girl standing in my living room. Cat ears on top of her head, tail swaying with excitement behind her. I obviously knew what she was. Hybrids weren't uncommon these days but why in gods name would mom get me one.

"You're catching flies, you might wanna continue reading too," the girl's voice sounds soft and gentle. I could tell she was getting nervous tho. Closing my mouth which I didn't know had fallen open. Doing as she told me, I clear my throat and continue reading.

I know this might be even more confusing for you now. BUT I felt that this would be great for you! Y/n is very clever and I picked her, especially for you! Besides being there to keep you company she knows how to clean, cook, and give great cuddles in both forms! What I said before still stands, if you don't end up liking this you can send her back here and we'll bring her back to the hybrid centre. Lots of love Mom

"Is she kidding me!?" My sudden outburst scares the hybrid a bit as she jumps back a bit. Tail hung stiff between her legs. "I guess that's why you're wearing a maid outfit huh?"

"I am Y/n, a cat hybrid, trained to be - and I quote - the perfect housewife and pet," she says seeming a bit embarrassed yet confident in her words. "This is the outfit we get provided by our trainer, but my owner, which in this case is you, can make me wear whatever they want... even if I am uncomfortable with it."

"Is that a hint to tell me that you don't like wearing the maid outfit?" I ask the female, still a bit confused with the situation.

"Not necessarily, I prefer this," she gestures to the outfit. "Over what my last owner made me ... wear."

"Which is what?" I asked watching as she visible shuddered at the thought of it.

"Nothing," my eyes widen at that. I am surprised yet not at all. There are too many people who treat hybrids like sex objects.

"Alright, well, I won't make you wear nothing."

"Wait, does that mean you'll keep me!?" Her sudden excitement throwing me off guard a little.

"I guess, yeah," I sighed in defeat. Though I couldn't help but think she was cute as hell.

Y/n POV

It had been a few weeks now since I was brought home by George. It had been a bit weird and new the first few days but now we had fallen into a little routine. Since his apartment is a one-bedroom I would spend my nights in cat form and sleep next to him. And he took me to the mall to find me an outfit I would feel comfortable with. Hybrids are allowed to go outside but only under supervision. This is mostly because the risk of a hybrid being kidnapped is pretty high.

The outfit looked something like this (if you don't like it you can pick anything else). He had cut a hole in the back of the jeans for my tail. It was a bit awkward as I had to wear it in order for the cut to be in the right place. Awkward because his hands had touched me, I guess you could say intimately but I finally felt comfortable with what I wore.

"George, I know you're busy today, but I was wondering if you would like to watch a movie with me tonight?" I ask hopefully as we eat breakfast. I had made us some simple scrambled eggs mixed with pieces of ham, served with white bread slices. Every other time I had asked if he had wanted to watch a movie with me, he had said no. Saying he was busy, which I understood, to him I was supposed to be just a cat. And here I am asking if he wants to watch a movie with me. His reply was always the same, his voice sounding guilty as he turned my suggestion down.

"I don't think I can make it, but you're free to watch yourself," he said before getting up and heading for his office. With a sigh, I clean everything up ignoring the noises coming from the office. After doing some more cleaning I set up a movie on Netflix and shifted into cat form. Lounging on the couch as I watched the movie.

George POV

"Dream, I have to tell you something," I sigh in despair. "There is something I haven't told you."

"Oh my god, George, are you confessing to me right now!?" Dream asked, his voice loud and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"No, Dream this is serious," I try to contain my laughter as Dream wheezes for a bit longer.

"Okay, okay, go," Dream says once he calmed down.

"I told you about my cat Y/n, right?"

"Yes, you said she was special."

"Yeah, well, she's a hybrid. My mom got her for me-"

"No way! That is awesome! What kind and type?" Dream seemed surprisingly excited and interested.

"She-" I sigh a little. "She's a cat obviously and she is a 'perfect housewife'," I tell him which gets a seemingly more excited reaction from Dream as he claps on the other side of the world.

"Do you know how expensive those are!? You got so lucky! How is the food? I've heard they cook amazingly!"

"The food is great but Dream-"

"I knew it! Hey, should I get one myself? Do you think it's worth it?"

"Dream I am serious! I have a problem!"

"Alright, I'm sorry, what's the problem?"

"I feel like shit, she is so nice and so caring," I sigh for the nth time that day. "But every time she wants to do something with me, like watching a movie, I push her away."

"Well, why do you push her away?"

"Because I don't- I like her, more than I think I should. I feel like it's bad that I like her. Like- like its animal cruelty or something."

"George, it's not animal cruelty. They are born human, they are just like you and me. They have feelings, they have thoughts and they need care and love. It's also not uncommon for someone to start a relationship with their hybrid," Dream explains calm and collect. Did he really know that much about Hybrids?

"How do you know so much about hybrids?" I can't help but ask.

"Okay, well I kinda lied when I asked if I should get one myself," Dream confesses. "Cause I already have one."

"You what!? Why didn't you tell me!?"

"Well, it might be a bit confusing. Techno is actually my hybri-"

"Techno!?" This for sure was confusing.

"Yes, ain't that right, Techno?" He calls out behind him, a snort soon following the question.

"Yes I am, and you better keep it to yourself, George!" Techno's voice comes through sounding in the distance. Dream laughing at the comment.

"I can't believe you've hidden this from me, I guess now the subtle flirting makes sense," I can't help but chuckle making Dreams laugh turn into a wheeze. "But how?"

"My family got Techno when I was about 16 and he was too. We became close friends before... you know," I could hear monotone chuckling in the background.

"Wasn't it, like, awkward at first?"

"Oh, yeah, for sure, Techno, come here," hearing some footsteps before the creaking of the desk chair, knowing Techno just sat down on Dream's lap or else I wouldn't have heard a creak.

"It was definitely awkward at first, especially cause I started falling for the green man before he did me," Techno confessed. "But then again, it is in a hybrid's nature to love easily but when we do we're in it 100%."

"Oh yes, I know, 'cause we've been going steady now for... 3 almost 4 years," Dream says, Techno humming in agreement. "But yeah, if you like her, don't push her away, there is a chance you do more damage than good."

"Alright, I guess I'll start with watching a movie tonight even tho I told her no."

"Exactly how many times have you turned her suggestion down?" Techno asked, seeming concerned.

"Uhm, I think this is the 13th time..."

Y/n's POV

The rest of the day I lounged on the couch, not doing anything. Letting Netflix pick whatever movie I was gonna watch next. I started to feel very lazy and unproductive but at the moment I couldn't care less. At lunchtime, George came out of his office. Probably expecting food to be ready but there wasn't any. It was quiet for a bit like he was thinking something over, or doing something else before he spoke.

"Y/n would you like some lunch?" This surprised me. Owners never asked if I wanted food. It was always just expected to be made and be ready. When I didn't reply, George left the kitchen and came to sit next to me. "You okay?" He asks gently, his hand careful as he caresses my head. Feeling petty I ignore him but let him pet me. "Alright, I'll go make some food," with one last pet and gentle kiss to my head he gets up. Heading back to the kitchen. I hear him roam around the kitchen, humming to himself as he does so. After a while, I seem to hear a frustrated sigh. Thinking away some of the pettiness, I jump off the couch and head to the kitchen. Jumping on the counter I see George looking at empty bread slices. I could tell he faked not knowing what to do with them. Sighing in my head I nudge the butter closer to him, which seems to put a smile on his face. "What do you want on it?" He asks after he put butter on the slices, very messily might I add. Nodding towards the fridge he goes to open it. Waiting for me to point at what I wanted, even tho he should know what I want.

"Meow."

"What? You want apple on your sandwich?" Is this man for real?

"Meow!" I meow a bit louder.

"Oh, you want pickles!" Within a second I stand next to him with a glare on my face.

"No! I want chicken!" I pout, taking out the food, along with what I knew George would want. Taking over from him I finish off the sandwiches. To my surprise George wraps his arms around my waist, holding me as I do so.

"I knew you wanted chicken," he says quietly. "I just needed you to be like this so I could ... apologize," I stiffen in shock, looking over my shoulder to look at him. My tail swaying curiously. "I am sorry I turned down your requests, so if your offer still stands. I would love to watch some movies with you."

"You would?" I ask, my tone of voice higher than before. I could feel my tail moving from side to side with quick excitement.

"Yes! Anything you want!" He says with a bright smile. Pulling away from me, he grabs two plates putting the sandwiches on them. "Let's go," taking the plates he walks towards the living room. I stare after him for a bit, a little shocked by the sudden change. Nonetheless I follow him and sit down beside him. Leaving some space as to not make him uncomfortable. "What would you like to watch?"

"I- uh- anything..."

"Alright, let's let Netflix decide, hmm?" I nod at his suggestion and start eating my food. It feels a little awkward as we sit there watching the first movie. The Netflix randomizer button had chosen Bee Movie, which resulted in some good laughter. After Bee Movie Netflix shuffled on to The Holiday.

"Oeh, this is my favourite!" I voice my thoughts snuggling deeper into the couch.

"Yeah? You've watched it before?" George asks, leaning further into the couch as well, also leaning closer to me. Our shoulders now touching.

"Yeah, when my last owner wasn't home I would watch tv and this movie came on. It's cute and funny," I whispered as the movie started. "and it always comes on during Christmas, so when I was taken back to the facility I requested if I could watch that movie."

"You weren't able to watch that movie before at the facility?" George whispers back and I don't think either of us realized how much closer we had moved towards each other as we whispered.

"I- no, it was because of... the circumstances... that I was allowed a request."

"Circumstances?"

"C-can we not-not talk about that?" This seemed to make George worried as he was quick to nod.

"Yeah, sure," George spoke gently, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. Pulling me closer to him. I give him a smile, wrapping my arms around him too. Soft purs leaving my lips as I enjoy the cuddles while they lasted.

Third POV

They were a few movies further when George woke up. 'I fell asleep?' he questioned himself. Looking around he saw Netflix was set on the screen.

Are you still watching?

Looking down at himself he found Y/n fast asleep on top of his chest. Ears twitching every now and then as gentle purring came from her, still. Her tail laid possessively around George's thigh which made said male chuckle softly. Not wanting the wake the hybrid. 'God, she's so precious,' he thinks to himself deciding to gently stroke her back, up and down. This causes the girl to snuggle further into him. Reaching into his pocket which isn't covered by the girl, he takes out his phone.

GeorgeNotFound Today at 6:33 PM I think she forgave me... Technoblade Today at 6:34 PM That would be quick, how so? GeorgeNotFound Today at 6:35 PM Well, as you know, she was in cat form when I left you guys. There was no lunch, not that I mind making it for myself, so thanks to your tips I got her to shift. She made lunch and I cuddled her while doing so. Told her I would love to watch a movie with her and so we watched Bee Movie and then The Holiday which is her favourite. I still have to ask her about something she mentioned, but yeah, we ended up cuddling and she was purring. Which is adorable btw. And I guess we fell asleep as I just woke up and she's asleep on my chest. Like right now! Dream Today at 6:37 PM That's great! Next stop! It's official! GeorgeNotFound Today 6:37 PM I doubt she would want that... Technoblade Today 6:38 PM She wouldn't have forgiven you this quickly if she wouldn't want this.

A sudden louder pur made him put his phone down. The cat hybrid slowly woke up, blinking her eyes open she was a bit disoriented with the sideways few of the living room. Frowning, she looked around her, coming face to face with George. His face being only inches away from hers. The two stared at each other silently, both unsure of what to do now. Y/n was the first to move as she jumped off George, ranting apologies as she sat down on the far edge of the couch.

"I'm sorry, I didn't-didn't know I-I fell asleep. I-I didn't mean to-to trap you," tho George was quick to gently shush her.

"Hey, it's okay, I enjoyed it," George says, sitting up and taking Y/n in his arms.

"You did?"

"Yeah!" he confirms. "I know I have been pushing you away, but that's purely because I like you so much. I didn't want to creep you out," a blush had formed on the girls face.

"You like me?" she asks quietly. "I-I like you too," she stutters out her confession.

"I do like you, a lot actually, but I felt that it was wrong," George tells her.

"But it isn't unless we are trained otherwise," Y/n explains to him. "Like I am the perfect housewife and pet, and there is another type like mine, but those are trained for like married couples to be an actual maid with no relationship coming from it. And they are trained to not fall for their owners. Some still do, but they are trained to suppress it. I am not trained to do so. I am allowed to fall..."

"Have you, fallen ... before?"

"No, I didn't get picked for years after my training," she admits quietly. "My ... owner, before you, was not very likeable. He was a drunk and abusive. The facility had its suspicions when he purchased me, so they checked up on me via a collar. We are only given a collar if the facility thinks something might be off about a person," she spoke honestly, tho she didn't dare look at George. "After about just 2 months of me staying with him, they took me back. Since there are no existing laws that protect Hybrids, the facility does it themselves but the owner gets to walk free," she finishes sadly.

"Wait, he abused you?" George asks concerned. His eyes traced over her like he could still find something that could indicate she was in pain.

"I- yeah, but I am fine now, I promise," Y/n tells the brunette honestly in order to reassure him that she is genuinely fine. "That was like almost a year before your parents bought me."

"Well, I still wish I could have done something to help you," both his hands on her shoulders as he looks at her. Sincere worry still visible in his eyes.

"Thank you, that means a lot," hesitantly leaning forward she places a lingering peck on George's cheek. Awaiting the moment where he pushes her away. Instead, he pulls her closer, waiting for her to look up at him. When she does, a dark blush is visible on her cheeks. He can't help but smile brightly before leaning in. Laying a gentle peck on her soft lips to test the waters. A surprised pur escapes her lips but she quickly moves on from the surprise and kisses him back.

The kiss is gentle but passionate, both pouring in their feelings. George pours in all his hidden feelings for her, while Y/n pours in the feelings she never thought she would feel for someone else. It lasted a good couple of seconds before both pulled away for air. Y/n shyly hiding in his hold, hiding her face in his neck. He chuckled, squeezing her a bit tighter. This getting more purs out of her, her tail moving at this new feeling that filled her entire being.

"You're so cute," George tells her, giving her head a gentle peck, her ear nearest to the spot twitching because of it.

That night, the two ordered food, Y/n only a little bit offended by it, but it was almost 8 already. Neither liked the thought of having to do the dishes after cooking. The two ate at the table per request from Y/n, just so there wouldn't be too big of a mess for her to clean up. After dinner, both got ready for bed. George standing behind her, holding her waist with one hand as they brushed their teeth. Y/n wore one of George's shirts as she jumped into bed. She was debating whether or not to shift.

"Do you want me like this, or cat form while we sleep?" she decided to ask George, tho she didn't look at him. Semi afraid of what the answer would be. Pulling a shirt over his head, George got on the bed, pulling Y/n into a hug.

"Just like this is fine," he said quietly like he was whispering sweet nothings into her ear. The two ended up cuddling. Same position as on the couch, soft purs luring both to fall asleep pretty quick.

A few weeks went by, George and Y/n falling more and more for each other. Sharing kisses has become a routine for them. Kisses at breakfast, kisses during cuddles, kisses when passing, and kisses at lunch and dinner. Especially kisses at night, just soft gentle kisses before the two would fall asleep.

George had told her about Dream and Technoblade, which had given her a lot of hope for her and George's relationship. And also brought a friendship between Techno and Y/n.

[beeindaclouds]

hii! Is it alright that write all DSMP x reader but the DSMP (either cc or c) turns into their opposite gender? And they all like being confuse about their new shape of body and voice?? If you are okay with this one :D

Hallo, thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy <3

Reader discovers Genderbend!DSMP

Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, C!Philza, C!Technoblade, Nihachu, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Ps. Everyone is CC! Other then C!Phil and C!Techno. And I didn't include Eret, cause I feel like they're pretty genderfluid in their style already, so nothing would change

❝ Dream ❞

He's smug about it

Like "Oh wow, I have boobs, lemme check" kind of smug

Idk why but I can see him being so proud of being a women and looking attractive

To the point where he uses it against you and makes you question your sexuality lol

♀️♂️

❝ Georgenotfound ❞

George would be too embarrassed to show himself

He doesn't hate how he looks, he's just shy about showing you specifically

You have to reassure him many many times that it's ok and that you'll love him no matter what

And when he comes out you just can't help but shower him in compliments

♂️♀️

❝ Sapnap ❞

I can see him wanting to try womens clothes, to feel just how they are

He chickens out a little, cause he has to see boobs to change, but after he's just showing off his new fits and acting like he's in one of those "make over scenes" in the movies

Like, yeah, he could have done it before in his man body, but it's a different experience in a womans body

Not a fan of heels and he feels bad for you if you wear them

♀️♂️

❝ Badboyhalo + Skeppy ❞

Bad's completely flustered and all over the place, it takes him a while to get used to bring in a woman's body

Skeppy is absolutely loving it and planning the amout of youtube videos he can make out of this situation haha

I imagine you three making many make up and outfit videos, just for pure entertainment

Just leaving the fans confused to wth happened

♂️♀️

❝ Quackity ❞

Boobs

Is all he has to say

He wears the same thing, hoodies and a beanie, and just moves on with his life

But he does freak out when going to the bathroom, cause yk

Makes many jokes about you liking him more cause he has boobs now haha

♀️♂️

❝ Karl Jacobs ❞

Especially stuff he couldn't wear before, for fear of backlash

Karl definetly starts trying all different types of styles and clothings

I can see him liking very flowy skirts and puffy ones too; he finds them very comfy and adorable to wear

♂️♀️

You definetly make him wear the strawberry dress, you literally have been waiting for an opportunity to do so-

And make up, lots of make up!

❝ Wilbur Soot ❞

"My eyes are up here buddy"

He tells you when you first found him in this new form

Honestly nothing much changes, other then the fact that he's more flirty and confident lol

Also imagine him in cute light academia outfits!!!

♀️♂️

❝ C!Philza & C!Technoblade❞

You had to stifle a laugh when you first saw them

The two just contacted you with an "s.o.s" and a "come here asap", so you thought the worst

But instead you found two women in the place of the two men you knew

Phil actually looked a lot like Mumza with his long curly hair

Nothing much changed for Techno, other then the fact that he would absolutely not get out of his cloak because his "body felt too revealing"

Poor Techno :'D

♂️♀️

❝ Nihachu ❞

She's a pretty boy

One of those boys that are born with pretty privileged, like George

[Not that she doesn't already have it-]

She honestly likes the change and is still comfortable wearing "femminine" clothes

You can't help but be mesmerized by how adorable she looks, even as a male

♀️♂️

❝ Punz ❞

"Who wears the pants in the relationship now?!" you happily bragged as you saw Punz

Man wouldn't move from the bed, he was in shock at the discovery of his new body

A little interested, but mostly shocked

Jokes aside, you stayed by his side and reassured him that he looked absolutely beautiful no matter what

And with a bit of buttering up, he got comfortable enough to show off his new body

He looked like a babe, obviously

♂️♀️

❝ FoolishGamers ❞

Man's still beafy, muscle and all

We love big strong beafy women!!

He feels a bit weird, but mostly doesn't see must change

He also tried wearing heels for fun, bad idea

For some reason I imagine you and Tina making him give you two a bit of a fashion show

Maybe inviting female Karl too haha

Imagine the stream y'all would have!!

♀️♂️

❝ Awesamdude ❞

Sam is confident

Like yes, I am the most beautiful women you have ever seen

Bow down to such beauty u.u

Nothing much changes with him either, he feels great in how he looks and loves every second if it

[lilywastaken]

⇝ 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.