#possessed quackity

[kashthefrogprin]

Basorexia

(n.) The overwhelming desire to kiss.

(p.s.If anyone wants to see the timelapse video/speedpaint lemme know :] )

[maskedbutsilly]

tntduo but…what if they.. kith :3

sorry for no art recently! i am Sick and in my exams week rn ^^; have a doodle !

also again feel free to send art reqs and questions in general in my ask, it’s impossible for me to answer them immediately but i read them akways,,,<3 what am i desperate for interactions pftt no i just love talking w my followers hehe

[dnalt-d2]

Okay I'm back here you go, guys

[mysecretdsmpblog]

My Friends: man you're really into your q!phil DID headcanon

Me, who has more qsmp DID AU/headcanons q!phil is just the only one I've posted about: O.O *frothing at the mouth*

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Some others:

[alliumsduo]

tw for: unhealthy obsession, blood (in the playlist), and fear of abandonment (Let me know if anything else should be added! (stay safe everyone <33))

hi @zethsnex!! i'm your spooky gifter this year for @mcyt-halloween!! i tried my hardest with this playlist (warning: this is my first time making a themed... anything. i went for like three days straight in a private playlist eliminating songs left and right for what would fit and compiled them tonight lol) and i made it as disturbing as i could stomach (which isn't much lmao) but i did my best and i hope it suffices!! below is a more in depth dive of the au !! i hope you enjoy it, this is my first time ever doing smth like this!! :D

i made this a fae x prince au (to the best i could i hope i manifested those vibes into this playlist) but i did a sort of switch, and usually the fae (in this case, techno because i did a prey duo since you chose techno and quackity as characters) would be the one with a very possessive and obsessive personality, i flipped the tables and made q the possessive one. basically in this au quackity is the prince of a kingdom, born from cold and neglectful parents, he finds solace in the very creature he was warned to stay away from, fae. techno, the innocent fae in this story reluctantly (and i mean very reluctantly) befriends our prince quackity through days and days of gifts and forced conversations. quackity gets so close and connected with the fae to the point where he can't bear to be apart from techno. it becomes an unhealthy obsession (shown through songs 27-36) with the fae. songs (12-26) show a brief but wholesome period with prey duo where each other find a sort of safe space in one another, where quackity was starting to realize how much he trusted techno and how safe he'd felt around the fae, which would grow into an unhealthy and codependent relationship. and finally, songs (1-11) show the timespan before quackity met techno, his life in the castle and a brief look into the family dynamics of his (formerly) cold life.

A couple of songs I'd like to highlight:

Step On Me: The Cardigans

I honestly thought this song showed quackity's willingness to do anything and everything as long as techno stayed, and kept being his safe space where he could confide in him about everything anything: even if it meant betraying confidential family secrets.

Absence: Rio Romeo

Quackity couldn't begin to imagine a life without his friend: but could Techno? A song like this conveys perfectly I think Quackity's fear of abandonment: and that he's more than willing to do anything to keep his friend.

Somewhere Only We Know: Keane

Quackity and Techno meet in the same spot every day: In the woods under a massive willow tree, surrounded by deer and flowers. Quackity's family never cared enough to go looking if he ever went missing, and even if they did, no one would know he was hanging with the fae in the woods.

Treehouse: Alex G, Emily Yacina

Do they have a treehouse? No. But the lyrics 'Why can't everyone just go away? Except you. You can stay.' I feel screams to me that Q trusts Techno to the point where no one can just let him talk and yell and scream and not say a word about it. He isn't 'Quackity, Crown Prince.' with Techno, he's Just Quackity. Random guy who ate a cattail plant and was spitting it out for almost ten minutes straight while the fae laughed and made fun of him.

[qquackblr]

okay, if the poster for todays event still has implications - the packages for the cubitos have ‘two secret items’ in them. this implies that the minimes have something hidden within them, probably something physical

[blown-to-kingdom-come]

fuuuick ive started caring about some dsmp characters again

[starofficx]

Ⲓ'Ⲙ ⲦⲞⲬⲒⲤ? ¬ 𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚀𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 - PART ONE

"Quackity." I yell out, "I'm going out with a friend. I'll see you later." I hear him scoff, watching him slowly walk towards me. "And what makes you think that you are?" He wraps his arms around my waist, digging his face into the crook of my neck. Feeling his breath with every exhale. "Quackity." I say softly, trying to push him off me. But his grip on me only hardens. "Mi amor, don't do that to me.." He starts, hands travelling up and down my back. "You know I hate when you push me away." He took away one of his hands hand reached for his wallet. He pulls out a card and hands it to me. "Spoil yourself Mi amor." He smiles and tilts up my head to give me a small kiss on the lips. I smile, I put the card in between my pointer and middle finger. "Thank you" I smirk, extending the you. I walk out the door whilst blowing him a kiss.

Dating Quackity is fun, but he's possessive and controlling. The only good thing about what we have, is that he's the best gambler in this stupid city. I sigh, looking at the card he handed to me. 'Why did he even give this to me?..' I think. I feel something burning into my back, like a pair of eyes, watching my every move. It's unsettling. I brush it off and continue walking to go to the designated spot my friend and i decided to meet. The burning slowly fades and I feel less tense. I slightly look behind me and notice Quackity's blurry figure in the window of his Tower.

QUACKITY'S POV: I stand with my hands behind my back, staring at her as she walks away. My eyes get heavy. "Pathetic. Absolutely worthless." I scoff and turn around, walking further into my tower. "Sir?" Someone says behind me, "You needed to see me?". "Ah, you're just in time." I turn to face the boy. "I need your help, Purpled."

"Here you are, Quackity." Purpled starts, "Every transaction she makes, it will appear on your phone. Not only will it tell you how much she spent, but where she bought it from as well." I smirk, "Perfect. Thank you, Purpled."

READER POV: "Sap!!" I say excitedly, "It's been too long." I give him a big hug and he hugged me back. He feels nothing like Quackity. Quackity is cold and firm. Sapnap is warm and relaxed. It's a nice change. "So.. y/n. How's it been with Quackity?" Sapnap asked, smiling. I look at him weirdly in response. "A nightmare." Sapnap's smile faded. "That bad huh?" He sighs, "We warned you y/n. Don't gamble with the devil." "I know Sapnap. But.. it was worth it" "Oh?" "Look, I may not have control over myself anymore. But at least I saved you" Sapnap looks away from me, "I'm sorry." "Don't be Sap. Like I said. It was worth it." He smiles at me. "Let's go then, shall we?" I smile back at him. "We shall."

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[cdroloisms]

dreambur hate sex goes hard

i mean they don't hate each other tbf but i saw the words c!dreambur and sex so sure i'll support the agenda

[worstplayr]

I don’t know why I did this

Also I hid some among us in it I bet you can’t find it

[lehhoh7822]

is quackity like

owns one white shirt or only a few and is a little too obsessed with keeping it clean, taking it to the laundromat but then still scrubbing for hours and using all the old tricks he used with Schlatt to get out the blood because he wants this to be perfect and perfection needs dedication and his knuckles feel like they’re getting weaker if they’re not red, hands feel like they’re shaking too much if he isn’t working or scrubbing or scrubbing or scrubbing, over and over, soaps and hot water and cold water and that other soap that gives him hives but who cares scrubbing scrubbing scrubbing

or is he

owns cupboards of white shirts and a few others but the white ones are all the same and he lets them get stained burns them when he can like he can burn out blood or sex or wine or bad decisions, like he can burn out the life from these shirts and this life, before buying another set cheap and scratchy because he refuses to get attached or get comfortable or stay too long because he is evolved and has everything he could need (instead of a rat trying to scrape out a hole in a wall, relentlessly trying to escape), because new things are perfect and he is perfect and he will make himself new with every single fucking shirt

which one?

[chizue-witchery]

⚜️. *. ⋆ Fandom: Dream SMP

⚜️. *. ⋆ Pairing: DreamXD & Karl Jacobs, DreamXD & GeorgeNotFound, Minor Alexis | Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap

⚜️. *. ⋆ Character/s: Karl Jacobs, Sapnap (mentioned), Alexis | Quackity (mentioned), The Overseers (mentioned), DreamXD, GeorgeNotFound, Foolish Gamers (mentioned)

⚜️. *. ⋆ Summary: Karl would be lying if he told you he didn't freeze when he saw the desolate state of the land of what was once used to be filled with greenery and creeper holes; the Dream SMP.

⚜️. *. ⋆ Word Count: 2,775

⚜️. *. ⋆ Warnings/Tags: canon compliant, missing scenes, post-dream smp finale s1 lore, possessive behavior, angst, hurt/comfort, implied/referenced character death, eventual fluff

⚜️. *. ⋆ Prompts/Squares Filled: "I wish it were different." || @anyfandomangstbingo

AFAB Masterlist

AO3

A/N: woooo, here's my take of what c!karl and dreamxd's ending will be. this takes place after the nuke explosion but before the world transfer and reset of memories.

c!george appears, but he doesn't have any dialogue because he's asleep. i like to think he survived the explosion because dreamxd was there to protect him. there's also a mention of c!karlnapity :D

as always — likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated! <3

"Sapnap, I remember who Quackity is!" Karl exclaims while he gets out of the portal, ready to see his fiancé after traveling for who knows how long. Time passes differently whenever he's gone. But he figured out how to get his missing memories back, with the help of the Overseers. "I have my memories ba—"

Karl would be lying if he told you he didn't freeze when he saw the desolate state of the land of what was once used to be filled with greenery and creeper holes; the Dream SMP.

There's nothing left but bedrock. The greenery and buildings are all gone. It doesn't look like anyone has inhabited it for who knows how long.

"What…?" He whispers in shock, eyes wide and afraid.

How long has he been gone? What happened? Did he arrive in the future?

"Sapnap?" He shouts for his fiancé's name, stepping closer to the dead land. There's smoke everywhere, and he did his best to cover his mouth and nose so he wouldn't inhale the contamination. "Quackity?"

Where are they?

Karl didn't hear any response, so he called for the other members of the server, any name he remembers — but no one responded to his calls.

Why can't he find anyone? Is this the future set in stone for them?

Karl ignores those thoughts, continuing to look for anyone or any sight of life. But no matter how far he goes, he has found no one.

He doesn't recognize where he is. Everything in the land (or what it used to be) is filled with bedrock and dust floating in the wind and pieces of land that's barely holding before it falls.

Karl doesn't like this place. He wants to return to his fiancés and be with them — tell them he remembers everything and apologize to Quackity for calling him a murderer and banning him from ever stepping foot in Kinoko Kingdom. If he has to tell them the truth just so Quackity can forgive him, then he's willing to do it.

He coughs, feeling lightheaded the longer he stays in the area, so he leaves to stay somewhere else. Karl doesn't know what happened or who caused the destruction of the SMP, but he wants to find out to prevent this future from happening.

…

But how is he supposed to do that when there're no signs of life left on the server except for him?

For once, Karl isn't sure what he's supposed to do. He believes that he's in another one of his travels for the nth time, and he's not sure why he's here.

He can't even breathe in the area because of the intoxication, not wanting to risk his life and return to the present yet. It makes him lightheaded. The after effects would linger if he returns in this state; he needs to go somewhere else.

Karl heads over to where he thinks Kinoko Kingdom was, looking at the coordinates when he took the compass out of his inventory. He is close to Kinoko Kingdom, which he finds as a relief for him and hopes that the country's state is not the same as the others.

But all his hope vanishes when he finds it the same as the others, heart sinking at the idea that all the books about his travels are gone. From a distance, all that's left of Kinoko Kingdom is a crater that goes down until bedrock.

Still, he goes closer to the area and has some hope that he can find the others somewhere or any remains of their existence. But he finds nothing; it's like everyone is erased from existence, just like the others.

It makes Karl want to tear his hair out because he's not sure how he's supposed to prevent this. He doesn't know who did it—and that's the problem. He doesn't know who caused this or who owns a nuke on this server, but he has to prevent them from doing it, so this future doesn't happen to them.

This tale differs from the rest… there's no one here… It's just him. How is he supposed to return to the present if there's no conclusion in here? He knows there's another way to return to the present, but he doesn't want to do it. Not yet.

Karl closes his eyes, trying to prevent himself from passing out, and takes deep breaths. Then he opens his eyes and sees a figure from a distance holding something. He couldn't figure out who they were because of the dust and smoke in the wind.

Still, it gives him hope. So he walks closer to the figure, calling out for them. It's another person—he's not alone in this. It doesn't matter who they are. He can ask questions about what happened to the others; where they are and what happened that caused this destruction.

"Hello?" Karl steps closer to the figure, finding the cloak familiar, but he can't pinpoint why. "Do you know what happened…?"

The cloaked figure stays silent; neither moving nor responding to him. Then it stands up, lifting someone in their arms. The cloaked figure turns around and Karl gasps when he realizes the cloak is familiar because it belongs to the god who gave him the gift (a curse, his mind supplies) to travel back in time. Not only that, the god is carrying his friend, George, in their arms.

"XD…" He breathed out, still in disbelief to see the god in front of him instead of at the god's world. "What… what are you doing here?" His brows furrow, noticing the strange glow around his sleeping friend, but he doesn't mention it, fearing that the god would react negatively about it.

"I'm taking George with me," DreamXD answered and walked away while still carrying George in their arms. They do not stop walking, even though Karl keeps demanding them questions and answers about what happened to the server—what he can do to prevent it from happening.

The god stops and turns their head to face Karl, telling him the words he didn't want to hear. "You are in the present timeline, Karl Jacobs."

"What…?" Karl couldn't believe it. Not when he looks around the vicinity and all he sees is destruction and a desolate land. He's done everything he can to prevent a future like this from happening, yet it wasn't enough. He isn't enough.

He thought he had enough time, but when he thought back, he never did. He was distant from Sapnap because he let his "murderer" in their country and never gave him the chance to explain why he brought him there.

"There has to be another way," Karl says while tightly gripping the sweater with his trembling fist. Why isn't he enough? "It shouldn't have ended like this!"

DreamXD tilts their head, then fully faces the time traveler while still never letting go of George; holding him closer. "And it did."

The god doesn't sound mad nor disappointed that he failed to do what he is supposed to do. They have mentioned nothing about getting rid of him, just like the previous time traveler.

Despite it, Karl feels a wave of disappointment flow through him. He's ashamed he never got to figure out and prevent this from happening. Karl unclenches his fist from gripping the sweater, letting it fall to his side in defeat. "I wish it were different…" But he can't. He still can't control when or where he travels to, still trying to learn from the Overseers.

XD stays silent for a moment before crouching down so Karl doesn't have to look up at them every time. Karl looks at George for a moment, wondering how he hasn't woken up even after all of this, before returning his gaze to the god. "I have a proposition for you, dear traveler."

"What is it?" Karl asks, finding it strange to see them with a mask instead of the void, their appearance resembling the admin of the server. Even then, he finds himself nervous around the god, XD giving a sense of intimidation despite not doing anything.

DreamXD tilts their head, humming in a low tone. "Normally, there would be another Karl Jacobs replacing you, but–" a hand appears, and it cradles Karl's face– "You will be an exception, seeing as you've done your job better than the others."

Karl's eyes widen at the contact, not expecting it from the god before schooling it into a calmer expression and voices out what he's thinking about. "What do you mean by that, XD?"

The hand cradling Karl's face moves to get rid of the dust and ash on his face while they speak. "This server is inhabitable. There's going to be a new reset and everyone loses their memories." XD looks at George, then back at Karl. "Except for those who survived the explosion."

But that would mean—

"No one is going to remember their past relationships and problems," Karl mutters, devastated by the idea of his fiancés not remembering what they were to each other. If that were the case, then Karl would be the only one who remembers their relationship.

Their set number of lives would reset back to three, and the server will be peaceful again—if problems don't arise in the new world. Everyone would be in a clean slate and form new relationships. Memories of their previous life would be gone. Dream and Tommy could become friends instead of constantly fighting with each other. Karl wouldn't see Sapnap staring nowhere, the longing in his eyes of missing Dream—or what he used to be before everything went downhill.

And that is a good thing. He can pay more attention to the events happening and prevent history from repeating itself. Everyone doesn't have to be miserable and their trauma is also gone. But only he (and George, if he ever wakes up) will be the only one who remembers what happened to them. And Foolish — Karl remembers seeing him from his past travels.

"Correct," the god nodded and stood up, the hand on Karl's face moving away from him. "The server has become unstable, and I need someone to prevent that from happening again." DreamXD looks down, looming over the time traveler. "And you, my dear traveler, will be the one to do it."

Dumbfounded, Karl can only blink in response. He's never done something like that before. Sure, he's been to different timelines, but none of them are directly involved or closer to his present timeline. He's never gotten the chance to do it because he could barely control his powers.

"This will be another job for you, traveler." The god moves further away and Karl moves to catch up to them, unsure where they're heading off to. "Protect the new server. Learn from the Overseers the ability you have and control it." Karl nods even though DreamXD isn't looking at him. "Your memory is fragile, Karl Jacobs, and it will lead you into obstacles."

Karl frowns, remembering the other Karl's he saw in the castles of the InBetween. Those who have lost themselves, forever wandering inside the castle with no way of returning to their timeline. He will not be like them. He's strayed from the path and he will continue to do so.

"How can I keep my memory intact if time traveling causes it?" Karl asks with desperation in his eyes and tone, still with no solution to fix his memory problems.

DreamXD doesn't respond for a moment, their wings twitching before it moves as a wing wraps around Karl, edging him closer to the god. "I'm afraid I do not have the answer, my dear traveler," the god tells Karl in what almost sounds somber, the wing wrapped around Karl moving closer to him, almost protectively.

"Oh."

So that's it, huh? Eventually, he'll be like the other Karl's in the InBetween, forever wandering the castle. But he'll do everything he can to protect the server before the inevitable happens.

"You do not have to do it, if you don't think you're capable," says the god, but Karl shakes his head, already having his mind set to it.

"I can do it." Karl nodded as he turned to the god with a determined expression.

DreamXD looks at him and nods. "Very well." The hand that's been floating endlessly moves towards Karl and the time travelers shake their hand, sealing the deal between them. Other than that, a mark appears on Karl's neck; the letters "XD" imprinted on him, glowing brightly.

Karl touches his neck, a slight hiss of pain as he slowly rubs it to soothe the pain. He cranes his neck to look at XD. "What was that for?"

"That," the floating hand gestures to Karl's neck with the imprint on it, "is a mark to show what's mine." Because of Karl's confusion, XD explains it further. They lower George so Karl can get a better view when they move the cape away from George's neck, also showing the same imprint of "XD" glowing brightly when their hand came in contact with it. "George and I made a deal, and now he's my friend forever."

And that—

That explains the "XD" mark Karl found on Foolish's neck while they were chatting about nonsense. He tried to ask Foolish about it that day, but Foolish only muttered "annoying god" and "pet", which made little sense to him. But now he understands what Foolish meant that day.

"And because I agreed to the deal, I too have the mark." XD nods and releases the cape, hiding the imprint on George's neck, and holds George closer to them as they lift him up. Karl finds it strange, but he won't complain about it, not wanting to anger the god.

They look at Karl for a moment and Karl looks at the god, wondering what they're thinking about. He doesn't ask while XD lifts a claw and touches Karl's forehead, whispering words Karl doesn't understand. Then he's glowing like George by the time the god stops talking.

And a tremendous wave of relief crashes onto Karl, not realizing how close he was to passing out from the aftereffects of the explosion. He finds it easier to breathe, the air easily filling out his lungs instead of the radiation. He understands now why George is glowing.

DreamXD scoops Karl with their hand, a gasp escaping from his lips while XD lifts him until he faces the mask. "You will give me updates on the new world whenever I ask for it," they tell him and when Karl nods, he is being lowered until he's next to his sleeping friend while XD continues to walk, their wings fluttering a bit. "Now that you have the mark imprinted on your neck, I will be able to communicate to you without needing a physical form."

Karl nods, remembering the times he saw George talking to himself but didn't want to ask who, in favor of giving him privacy. Though he finds it eerie that the god looks similar to the tyrant of the server, and their name also resembles him.

"Despite this new job of yours, you must still continue to travel and write their history." At the mention of keeping notes of them, Karl is reminded that all of his books are destroyed, except for the one he carries with him all the time. "Keep them safe and hidden from the others. Do not let them know what power you hold."

Karl finds it lonely that no one will know about it, but he understands why XD wants him to keep it a secret. People are going to take advantage of him and use his ability to travel back in time to do something worse and change the entire history because of the butterfly effect.

A hand appears out of nowhere, smaller than the hand carrying Karl, and it moves to ruffle Karl's hair, trying to comfort him. "Do not be disappointed by it, traveler," XD tells him in a soothing manner that makes Karl relax. "When the time is right, you will reveal them."

Karl looks at XD. "How will I know when the time is right?"

DreamXD stops walking and looks down at him. "I will be there when the time comes."

Then the god looks in front of them and fabricates another hand out of existence and Karl watches in awe as the claw tears through the fabric of the universe, the familiar glowing portal edging through it.

DreamXD's wings curl up and they walk towards the portal, leaving the desolated server behind.

[theminecraftbee]

obviously this is partially because i was one of the mods but mcytblr sexyman exists in the weirdest time bubble in my head like we emerged from that and it was like. huh. i have no idea what's possessed me for the past two weeks. whatever energy that is we will never recapture again. my god, we had over 60k votes on the joe vs quackity poll. that's INSANE. it's INSANE. look at any other bracket poll on this website. yes we had rampant voter fraud but those numbers are still INSANE. and there was just. no such thing as containment. for like TWO WEEKS. and i was running either on pure adrenaline or pure crash from the adrenaline. for like TWO WEEKS. that time period still doesn't seem real. and it's like. we were intentionally trying to make it blow up some, right, because it's more fun if more people participate. WE WERE NOT TRYING TO DO. THAT. mcytblr is sure a place,

[dsmp-lainey]

guys how do we feel about my personal dsmp ending rewrites:

-c!wilbur doesn’t just get to fuck back off to where he came from after doing all that damage (also it never made sense to me because how tf is he the child of death and an angel and living in UTAH?) instead he actually goes and finally kills dream (and probably dies in the process) so tommy can finally start to heal

-c!techno after rescuing micheal starts trying to convince phil to let him talk to kristin to make a deal. philza initially outright refuses but is worn down over time as techno pleads. through possession of phils body kristin is able to meet with techno, and at this time techno proposes a deal. techno will trade his life for ranboo to come back. Kristin agrees to this with some reluctance (knowing that philza will be heartbroken) and brings Ranboo back to life while taking Technos soul. Ranboo comes back and him, tubbo and micheal live happily ever after. Luckily kristin is able to pull some strings and combined with the magic already tied to technos soul, she is able to elevate him into becoming one of the non corporal gods of the world (like her, XD and drista are)

-like i said c!Beeduo gets their happily ever after, they move back into the snowchester mansion with micheal, tubbo apologizes to aimsey and asks her to move in with their little family, tommy lives with them at times but will never fully abandon his little embassy that survived everything. they all begin to heal.

-with the dissolution of the syndicate niki decides to move back to nearby lmanburg, they never try to repair the crater as it serves as a needed reminder of what has occurred. niki is firmly in favor of anarchy at this point but decides that she must also work to build community outside of country’s and sides. her and puffy get back together and build a nice cottage, niki builds a new bakery. many other members of the smp, most notably eret, join and live in the peaceful community

-fundys story ends the same, he finally leaves and finds a place free of his fathers mistakes and influence. he feels like he truly belongs for the first time in his life.

-for quackitys ending, i don’t hate the canon ending as i think it would make sense for the toxic lessons he taught slime to ultimately be his undoing (also bc that speech is amazing) but i think him and schlatt should get to be happy/at least at peace in the afterlife

-c!phil continues to live in technos house for several generations, watching the people he knew grow old and stories be lost to time. eventually he will move on to a new journey but ofc techno and kristin will be watching over him. this is the life of an eternal angel

anywayssss there’s some of my ideas feel free to ask if you have questions or want to add on :)

[fairytsuk1]

hips don't lie | (s)

pairing: alex quackity x reader

words: 2.5k

warnings: sexual content, drinking (of age), sexual dancing, mild voyeurism, mild public sex, bathroom sex, unprotected sex, pre-established relationship

summary: alex knows you think he's hot. when you're all out and about, the pressure builds till you both can't take it anymore.

The two of you dressed in tandem, slipping past each other to apply perfume and perfectly tie a tie. Still, neither of you could hide the longing glances at the silhouette of Alex's body or the whisper of promise accentuated by your curves. Alex watches you work through your make-up routine while he sits on the bed, already ready.

"Is–what's his name–going to be there? Roier?"

Alex stands and draws close to you, crowding your inner bubble and resting a chin on your shoulder, "yeah, but he'll probably be busy with Sabi. Did I tell you how good you look in this dress, hm?"

You have to remember that you have somewhere to be when you feel Alex's hands possessively glide down the bones of your hips, circling back to your ass and squeezing.

"You did, actually, when I bought it," you smirk at him through the mirror, clipping in an earring, "don't get handsy. We need to leave soon."

"I'm not getting handsy! I'm just appreciating your body. I mean, how could I not?"

Alex says it so genuinely, lips quirked up as he wraps his arms around you comfortingly. You know he means every compliment, every embrace, every little instance reminded you that he truly loved you. The two of you glance at each other before your lips are joined in a heated kiss that your boyfriend eagerly accepts. A dominant hand splays across your lower back, tugging you chest to chest; his free hand slips down and grabs a handful of your behind, "Alex!"

"Sorry," he cheekily laughs, pecking your lips softly once more, "let's get going."

He leaves your heart beating and thighs squeezing together most unfairly. He was so devastatingly attractive, with a demeanor that made you feel like a princess. Your lips twist into a pout while you punch his arm, "that's what I've been saying, actually!" 

"Oh, is that what you were saying?"

Your boyfriend's already grabbed his keys as wiggly fingers tickle your waist in the doorway. Alex feels his heart grow as you laugh, hair messily bouncing as your lifted lashes fluttered at him, "stop it! You're gonna ruin my hair, Lex."

He heeds your request, unlocking the front door to your shared apartment before pausing before you.

"Hey, I love you," he says.

The blush starts at your cheeks before encapsulating your head in flames. It's so mushy, brown eyes round like boba sparkling at you as he lets himself have a moment of vulnerability. Your hand comes to cup his cheek, and you feel as if you're precisely where you need to be, your thumb coming up just short of the mole under his eye.

"I love you too," and your empathetic eyes begin to well.

As in tune with you as always, Alex is quick to wave away tears by pulling you close into the warmth of his side.

"Don't cry! I didn't say that just for you to cry. Besides, how can you cry when we're having drinks tonight?"

Alex's ever-present excitement for drinking doesn't go unnoticed by you; it's enough to wipe a lone tear and peck his jaw, "nothing could ever stop me from drinking with you. I still watch that video of you doing karaoke that one time!"

"God, please don't talk about that! Ugh, I can't believe you still even have that. It's horrible! You have blackmail on your phone, literally."

Your conversation delves into nonsense, bantering and lightly ribbing each other the whole car ride. His hand, of course, stays on your thigh the entire ride.

-

You're a few drinks in and realize you severely underscored Alex's attractiveness that night as you took him in during a minute of group socialization. He'd been steadily killing it the whole night, a hand leading you from the small of your back and laughing with people as if he'd known everyone for years. It wasn't easy showing up as a streamer's plus one, but he knew how to make you feel accepted and relaxed.

Now, however, you're starting to get a bit needy after far too many glasses of red wine and a lingering hand on your inner thigh. Alex is faring even worse. It was as if the combination of alcohol with your high-libidos led to a fantastic product of pure lust. The two of you knew there wasn't a more inappropriate time to disappear to the bathrooms. Still, every look was supercharged with arousal and wanting. 

People from the QSMP crowd your table, infinitely singing praises at your boyfriend's table. Rafael, or Cellbit, says something about dancing, and your mind is plagued by thoughts echoing what you wanted to do most. You needed to show Alex how much you wanted him.

Alex beat you to the chase, "Let's go dance!"

"Okay," your skin is flushed from intoxication, and Alex's touch against your palm sends electricity up your spine.

It's a bit crowded moving to the dance floor, but soon, you find your own spot in the crowd where there's just enough breathing room for you and him to be face to face. It feels intimate, just slightly swaying together. Then, his hands are skimming the edge of your dress and sliding right up to your hips.

You lean in close, brushing your lips against the shell of his ear, "not too much PDA for you?"

"Not at all. I mean, it's better than ripping your clothes off and fucking you right here," his hands bring you so close that your hips are flush, "that's what I really wanna do to you right now."

A breath is caught in your throat as you discreetly sway with the group. His cock slowly begins to press against your thigh as he looks at you with pure need. There's no doubt your panties are soaked with arousal as you imagine how he'd feel, leaving bruises on the contours of your hips, pulling you back against his cock as you struggle to barely hold yourself up. 

"Alex, I want you so bad," you whisper into his ear, "and I can feel you. I wanna suck you off."

The fact you're speaking so lewdly with no one catching on makes both of your pulses quicken. Practically in the distance, the DJ changes the song, and you take the opportunity to use Alex's aroused shock to turn in his arms.

"Let's just go to the bathroom real quick and–"

"Let's just dance for a second, yeah?"

He doesn't even have the chance to rebuke you, too entranced by how you teasingly sway your hips against his now prominent bulge. To others, it just looks like an average couple having an intimate time; only God knows how much Alex is thinking of the softness of your cheeks that press into his thighs, the way your hips effortlessly tilt the same way you would be riding him at his desk. You act so nonchalantly like this, but he's the only one making you moan and whine while he sucks on your wet clit like a man starved.

You only tone down your seductive dancing when his hands wrap around your middle with no wiggle room. Alex holds you in place, and your eyes want to roll back in your head from the way he lightly presses your lower stomach against him. He always feels so massive behind you like this, like he's in total control of your body which makes your clit pulse.

"You can be so naughty sometimes, I'm so fucking hard in my pants now. It's all your fault, you know," he whispers hotly in your ear, "Why don't we go to the bathroom for a second, baby?"

"But I'm having fun dancing," you brattily reply, tilting your jaw up to stare at him through your lashes.

He gives you a plain look, and the submissive bone in your body leaves your legs shaking. 

"You could be having much more fun getting fucked by me, getting split open on my cock. But you don't have to do anything you don't want to," he drops the ultimatum, but the both of you already know your answer.

"Take me to the bathroom," you mumble, pressing against him.

Within moments, your boyfriend has come up with a lame excuse: "Yeah, she's feeling a bit sick!" The two of you are speedwalking to the private bathrooms and clicking the locks shut. Once safely secure, affirmed by the slide and click of the lock, Alex is quick to make work of your body and fiercely bring you into a makeout session with him.

It's hot, messy, it's so wet the way your lips collide against each other. The tension finally builds up and culminates in gliding your tongue against his as he works a knee between your legs. You knew you needed him, but your body was buzzing as his hands cupped your breasts roughly, "ah, fuck. I'm so horny."

"How do you think I feel," he groans, sucking a mark into your neck, "I feel like a teenager, about to come in my pants over your fucking grinding."

Alex's hand cups your jaw to bring your lips together again, tugging on the delicate skin as he drinks you in, "you're fucked up for that, you know?"

"I know, but you like being teased."

"I don't! I really don't," he mumbles, pulling off his suit jacket and hanging it on the door hook, "I should really get you back."

Your boyfriend says it as he manages to pull the cups of your bra down, freeing your chest from the confines of your chest. The cold, naked breeze leaves you aching to cover up, but Alex soothes your pebbling nipples with the warmth of his mouth and slick of his tongue. It feels too good, moans squeaking out of you as he tweaks and sucks at the puckering buds.

He always wants to make you feel good, which means learning everything that made you tick as he absolutely ravishes you. Your nipples were always so sensitive, your fingernails scratching his scalp like the pleasure was crawling out of you like a woman enchanted. 

"Yeah, babe? You like it when I play with your pretty tits?"

"Yeah, yes! The way you touch my nipples feels so good," your words come out, exhaled in pure relief, and it is a relief.

You needed his hands on your body, kneading plush skin and making you feel oh-so-good. Alex beckons you away from the door, lifting you up by your hips to seat you on the counter's edge. You're closer to his height now, and there's a brief moment of sweetness as you reconnect by standing flush against each other. He's fully hard now, desperate for you.

"I need you so bad, fuck," he sighs pleasedly.

Manicured hands unbutton the top buttons of his shirt, soaking in golden-tanned skin that gleams under the bathroom lights. Alex catches the sight of the two of you in the mirror, and his thighs shake with the empathetic rush of pleasure that courses through him just seeing the state of you two. Messy hair, make-up smudged, clothes absolutely and unmistakably disheveled. 

Neither of you could wait any longer, "wanna fuck you from behind. Turn around for me, please?"

Once you're entirely on display, you have a front-row view in the mirror as his hands glide over the curve in your lower back before reaching your cheeks and spreading them. Your creamy hole is fully on display, and Alex shushes you when you whine, "Don't stareee."

"Hush, just be patient for a second," he doesn't even take his eyes off your pussy, "I can't appreciate my girlfriend?"

You want to bite back sassily, but then the head of his dick catches on your clit, leaving your jaw-dropping in a dramatic display. The man behind you chuckles lightly, gliding the tip between your sticky folds to thoroughly coat his cock in your wetness, "what was that?"

"N-Nothing, just hurry up!"

Biting your lip, you try to jerk your hips back, but Alex's hand keeps your lower back firmly pinned to the counter, "I've been daydreaming about this since you got ready."

Alex gives you no chance to try and speak, plunging the tip in your pussy and stretching your thick walls. You know he's barely inside you, barely begun to dick you down. Still, you're already gutturally moaning, "Fuuuck… yes, lex–mmf!"

He gives you time to adjust, shallowly thrusting his hips with a hand on your hips. You're already trying to suck him in, and he's barely a few inches inside! It's heaven, and you can see the way his black hair cascades in his face as he slowly bullies his fat cock into you.

"God, fuck! You're taking me so well; this pussy is squeezing me so tight," he groans, eyes locking onto yours in the mirror as he starts to thrust earnestly, "Oh fuck yeah, take my cock, baby."

There's a loud 'pap' that echoes through the room as Alex works his hips into yours, steadily burying his cock deep into your folds and dicking you down expertly. The room grows hot and heady, the scent of sex permeating the air as Alex skillfully pounds you against the counter, "Talk to me, baby. Actually–fuuck. Look at me, babe."

Your hand grips the counter fiercely, but you can still look up to watch as Alex drags his dick through your walls over and over, "Filling me up so good–wanna cum so bad. I wanna be good–oh! Uh-huh, 'jus wanna be good for you."

Alex feels his balls constrict as you tighten around him, feet on tip-toes as you draw closer and closer to your orgasm. 

"Cum all over me, babe. Let me make you feel good, fuck yes. Just like that, honey."

All you can do is hold on as each thrust winds you up closer and closer until stars are bursting behind your eyelids. You cum with a cry of Alex's name, legs shaking as your pussy creams till there's a white ring around the base of his cock. The feeling of your gummy walls squeezing his dick and your words as you cry, "shit, Alex! Make me cum, oh god. I-I'm yours, fuuuck!"

He cums with a loud groan, hips slapping against your hips once, then twice as you feel him spurt his load against your pink inner walls. Your fluids mix together, spilling out of your hole and leaking down your thigh. The both of you fade in and out of existence, the power of your shared release leaving the two of you reeling as his cock softens inside you.

Your man stays inside of you until your breaths have calmed and come to a slow. He gently works his cock out of you, slowly pulling out as you hiss, "Shh, just stay here, babe. Let me get a towel."

"What time is it?"

A gentle hand comes between your legs to wipe up any excess mess. You jump as he swipes over your clit, an action that Alex giggles at.

"Definitely time to go."

The two of you stand side by side in the mirror, horrified. 

"My hair!"

"My dress! You totally screwed it all up!"

"Nuh-uh, that was all you, babe! Do you think everyone's gonna know?"

You would've said yes and promised that no one would know a single thing. But your eyes zero in on his lips' red, swollen state. The way his shirt is unbuttoned just enough to spot a red mark carding down his chest.

"Oh, babe… absolutely."

Alex whines, but you feel delighted.

[renranram]

black cat high schooler quackity and orange cat reader hcs!!

sfw!

a/n ; been busy with school im only feeding you guys once 2day

friends

• he'd try to act mysterious but then immediately melted when you started interacting with him

• would give you his lunch food if you dont have any

• rarely talks but is great at listening

• would make you paper crafts:3

• he'd always let you lean on his shoulder

• very gentle w/ you

• would always stare at u with affection, like huge heart eyes whenever you do something

• you talk he listens

• blunt towards u when needed but will always say sorry

crushing

• the amount of gifts he gives you went to 90%

• at first he thought he was just confused then realized he genuinely, like genuinely likes you

• would spoil you

• he would let you do anything to him, hugs, pokes, pinches, teasing, anything

• slowly opening himself up more to you, he'd actually add on the topic you two were talking about

• has a playlist dedicated 4 u

dating

• MAN LOVES PDA 😭😭

• hugs, kisses, holding hands, everyday, everywhere 24/7 baby

• possessive, possessive as hell

• ' baby, honey, amor '

• now a bit talkative, fully comfortable

• his gifts got more and more expensive

• would go broke just for u tbh

• he'd sing and play songs just for you

• he's afraid to do anything intimate with you because he treasures you too much

• would randomly say i love you