#punz x reader fluff

[bivwifeybunny]

I messaged you my voting for Foolish proof :) I would like a cc!punz x afab!reader smut with some praise about how reader is “such a good slut” or “my perfect girl taking me so well”.

Maybe the power went out in Punz and reader’s apartment and it’s rainy, Punz and Reader build a pillow blanket fort of sorts (in this world Punz has a damn couch XD) and then things get spicy inside.

Pairing(s): Punz x afab!reader

Warning(s): SMUT (MINORS DNI), cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected sex, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, praise galore, lots of nicknames, literally so many nicknames (baby, princess, sweetheart, slut, perfect girl, honey), so much fluff

A/N: Okay- this might be my favorite fic I've ever written. It's just so soft and sweet and cute! Agh I'm in love with it. I hope you like it as much as I do :) Also hurray to me getting back in the swing of things with fics, school is still stressful but I feel a lot better about it as of now :) Also also hurray I actually finished a fic before 4 am :D Anyways, yeah, enjoy!

“Punz?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m bored.” You muttered into the silence of the room. You and Punz were laying on your bed, holding hands as you stared up at the ceiling. The power had been out for about… oh. Only 3 minutes. Damn this rain.

“Me too.” You both turned to look at each other, a smile forming on your faces as you gazed at each other. God, he’s so pretty.

Your smile morphed into a smirk as an idea popped into your head.

“What? What is it?”

“Let’s make a pillow fort!” You grinned, very pleased with your suggestion, already making your way to your feet and tugging him up as well.

“Fine, only because I know you need supervision.” He teased, letting you pull him into the living room.

“Yeah right. You wanna build a pillow fort just as bad as I do.” You nudged him with your elbow, his smirk fading into a soft smile that told you all you needed to know. You ran around the house, gathering all the blankets and pillows you could, pilling them on the floor in front of the couch. Now having moved in with Punz, you were sure to get the boy some damn furniture. So you had Punz move the coffee table out of the way before getting to work.

You didn’t realize how difficult this would be. If anything you thought it’d be easier with Punz here to lend a helping hand. What you didn’t anticipate, however, was that Punz would get distracted so easily, resulting in way too many pillow fights. Oh who are you kidding, there’s no such thing as too many pillow fights.

Giggles echoed throughout the house as you ran away from Punz who was chasing you, pillow in hand. “Get back here!” He laughed.

“Never!” You giggled, ending up running into a corner, only a table between you and Punz.

“You ran yourself into a corner. All according to plan.” Punz smirked.

“According to plan, my ass.” You rolled your eyes with a laugh. You scramble to think of an out and the best you can come up with is throwing your pillow at him and trying to run past him. You squeal as he grabs your waist and picks you up before you can sneak past him.

“Gotcha! Told you, all according to plan.” He smirked in that beautiful way he does whenever he wins. He leaned up and kissed you. A kiss you’re more than happy to reciprocate, hands holding the sides of his face. A giggle escapes you again and pretty soon you’re both giggling into the kisses.

Finally he sets you back down after walking the two of you back to your unfinished fort. “Okay, let’s actually finish this thing now. Without any more interruptions.” You shot him a look to which he held up his hands.

“Fine, no more interruptions. But no promises for when you finish.” He smirked, laughing when you rolled your eyes playfully and went back to finishing up the fort.

When the fort is done, you’re eager to climb inside, poking your head back out to beckon Punz inside. And soon you’re both sitting in the pillow fort, admiring your shoddy craftsmanship. “Wow. Looks just as shitty as I thought it would- ow!” Punz chuckled when you elbowed him.

“Not like you were much help. I’d like to see you do better.” You challenged.

“Of course I could, but why would I when I’m already sitting in the loveliest pillow fort ever?”

“Oh so now it’s lovely?” You asked as he leaned in closer.

“It was always lovely.” He muttered against your lips. His hands roamed your body as he shifted, gently leaning you back and hovering over you. His lips made their way down your neck as his hands reached under your shirt, caressing your sides lovingly.

“Punz..” You breathed out, one hand carding through his blonde locks.

“Just relax, baby. M’gonna take care of you.” He whispered against your skin, slipping your shirt over your head. His lips trailed down your collarbones, achingly slow for your liking but he wouldn’t let up. His kisses seemed to reach every part of you, appreciating every inch of skin they touched. Finally he took one of your nipples in his mouth, hot tongue swirling around the bud while his fingers toyed with the other.

A gasp tumbled past your lips, hips bucking up in an attempt to seek any sort of relief.

Instead of giving in, he continued on his journey of worship, mouth and hand switching places, giving your nipples equal attention. Once he felt they had been given the proper amount of attention, he trailed his kisses down your stomach, pressing a teasing kiss to each of your hips.

“Punz,” You whined, “Don’t tease me.” You huffed, eliciting a chuckle from the man.

“Sorry, honey, I just couldn’t help myself.” He smiled, helping you out of your shorts and underwear, exposing your wet folds to the cool air. He continued placing his kisses down your hips and onto your thighs, sprinkling in a couple of nips and hickeys to the inside of your thighs, oh so close to where you needed him most, but not quite there.

You squirmed, making him chuckle again. He finally lowered his mouth down to your pussy, gently blowing on your clit. You whined loudly, hips bucking, hole clenching around nothing.

“Please just do something. Please, Punz.” You pleaded desperately, his laugh sending a buzz to your core once more.

“But I have been doing something, sweetheart. Afraid you’re gonna have to be a little more specific.” He teased, lifting your legs to sit on his shoulders, but keeping you still, awaiting an answer.

“I- You know what I mean-” Your eyes welled with tears of frustration, trying to push your hips to his face, only to be denied. “Just eat me out already. Please.”

“Of course, princess.” He concedes, lowering his face onto your pussy, tongue alternating between lapping at your folds and circling your clit.

Your thighs instinctually clench, being held in place by Punz’s hands. Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as you moan out in pleasure.

“Doin’ so good. My pretty baby.” He mumbled against your pussy, one hand moving to push two fingers into your hole. He pumps them in and out, smirking against your clit, feeling your pussy eagerly suck them in. “Such a good little slut, aren’t you?”

You whine loudly, nodding your head as your fingers tug on his hair, making him groan into your pussy. “Punz,” You pant, “More please- faster-”

He slips in a third finger, just like you ask, speeding up his hand which has you moaning like a slut above him.

“I’m- I’m close-” You moan. “Can I cum? Can I please cum, Punz? I’ve been so good. Please?” You ramble desperately.

“Go ahead, baby. Make a mess on my fingers.” He mutters, going right back to sucking on your clit as you clench around his fingers. He helps you through your high before cleaning you up with his tongue, making sure to lick his fingers clean. He moves back up to hover above you, capturing your mouth with his, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

Meanwhile, his hand busies itself with pulling down his pants and boxers. He pulls away from the kiss to tug his shirt off his head, before giving himself a couple pumps. His cock is flushed such a pretty red, the tip weeping, begging to be in your mouth. But that would have to wait for another day, as Punz is lining up his cock to your entrance.

“Ready, baby?” He asks, chuckling when you nod eagerly. “Use your words, princess.”

“M’ready.” You mumble, impatient for him to stretch you out. And stretch you out he does. You both moan as he pushes in.

“God, so wet. So tight, baby.” He whispers in your ear, pressing a few kisses just below. He allows you a few moments to adjust, quick to begin thrusting as soon as you give him the go ahead.

His thrusts are slow and deep, savoring every brush of your walls around his cock. His mouth occupies itself with marking up your neck.

You whine and whimper at his deep thrusts, the head of his cock just perfectly grazing your sweet spot. “God, Punz. You feel so good.”

“My perfect girl, taking me so well. So good for me.” He pants, moving his head back up to kiss you once more. He groans against your lips, hips speeding up but still hitting just as deep. “You drive me crazy, baby. Make me feel so good.” He moans, feeling your walls clench around him. “You gettin’ close, honey? Come on, baby, cream all over my cock. Let go for me.”

And just like that, you have his hips stuttering as your walls flutter around his cock, sending him hurtling towards his own orgasm. His thrusts slow as your pussy milks him of all of his cum. He leans his head against your shoulder, panting softly.

After a few moments, he gently pulls out and kisses your cheek with a small mumble about being right back. He climbs back into the fort with a damp washcloth and a water bottle, immediately going to clean you up, handing you the water. He tosses the washcloth aside when he’s done, laying in the spot besides you and pulling you into his arms.

You melt into his embrace, a content smile on your face as he kisses the top of your head.

“You know, I think the pillow fort was a good idea after all.” He teased.

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[slxtmeri]

𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

mcyt

i wont write/tolerate posts about scat, piss, vomit, or age play.

george

all posts have been removed. FUCK george not found, tons of love to caiti. support the victim, always.

sapnap

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dream

thirst post - nsfw

thigh riding with dream

karl

virgin!karl headcanons - nsfw

quickies with karl, and after?

wilbur

all posts have been removed. FUCK wilbur soot, tons of love to shubble. support the victim, always.

quackity (sfw + suggestive only, no smut)

bf!quackity hcs (req)

bf!quackity hcs pt.2 (req)

quackity with a clingy s/o hcs (req)

quackity with an s/o who has adhd (req)

charlie slimecicle

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

schlatt

ask to @bvnnyblood - edging + overstimming during oral

nsfw schlatt hcs

jealousy - nsfw fic

housewife for schlatt headcanons - sfw & nsfw

housewife smutshot - coming soon

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

pegging schlatt - nsfw

schlatt when you're on your period- sfw

ted nivison

period hcs - sfw & nsfw

soft dom ted headcanons - sfw & nsfw

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

ted with a oral fixation - nsfw

several?

beach day - punz + foolish x reader smut

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

[skeleton-bees]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FOOLISH GAMERS. LIKE LITERALLY MY COMFORT STREAMER AND THE MOST FUN TO WATCH, HAPPY 24TH. I HOPE HES HAVING THE VERY BEST DAY. (✋out there gettin old) IM JUST KIDDING HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Now foolish pictures to bless the eyes on this ever so important day

[plutodexay]

Hi I love your writing! Would you be able to do a Boyfriend punz headcanon?

Ofc I can Punz is the easiest for me to write for!

Boyfriend punz will be the death of me

You would have to deal with the 8+ hour streams like he is doing while I'm writing this, but he would make up for it!

If you guys don't live together he would call you probably 30 minutes after stream to get in his daily bothering you. He needs to spend at least 2 hours a day bugging you in anyway possible, even if he had just been talking for hours

If you guys live together, prepare for forced cuddles. He is not letting go of you, until the food gets there, but once its done its back to major tight cuddles.

He also seems like the unthinking affectionate type, like he'd order you a snack you said you were craving without thinking about it. Or just laying his head on your shoulder while watching a movie.

He just does everything without thought, he just feels comfortable around you to the point where anything that makes you swoon just comes to him naturally.

He definitely is the possessive type, but he will not show it until you're alone. And he shows it with silent actions, like just not leaving you alone for hours or just constantly trying to kiss you at every turn.

He'd even try to like prove he's your boyfriend to you again to make him feel better. Cooking you dinner and waiting on you hand and foot until you scold him and his insecurities with a hug

Overall he would be a silent affectionate boyfriend that would value time together more than anything else.

[im-notbean]

Punz x Soccerplayer! Male!Reader

Summary; Your cousin Karl Jacobs invites you to be his plus one at twitch con, let's just say your day got better after you lost your game.

TW; Use of real names, reader had ADHD, reader is tall, Dream get's bullied a lot, reader is V E R Y flirtatious, swearing, kissing (lol), kinda gets ✨spicy✨ at the end, harassment, homophobia, let me know if theirs more!

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION- I don't want my work posted anywhere but where it is at.

Key;

Y/F/N; Your favorite number

Y/N; Your Name

Y/L/N; Your last name

Y/H/C; Your hair color

Y/H/L; Your hair length

Y/E/C; Your eye color

Y/T/N; Your team name

NO matter how much you told your cousin Karl that you wouldn't be able to be their on time, he somehow got you to go to Twitchcon. So of course he told his friends who never even herd of you before, which is very unnatural you played forward. They would recognize you based on looks rather than name.

So that's how you ended up losing your game by 1 goal, which pissed you and your coach off, you were team captain and one of your best team leaders, and players for that matter. Being in the top 5 teams, ranked 3 currently, means that all of you teammates cared about the sport to go professional. But today, you guys played like shit to say the least.

Currently you were getting swarmed by fan girls who tried to get you to notice them, you signed a boy's jersey who got his sister or friend to back off that had your number on it, Y/F/N, honestly you liked people like that. Rather than the player they care about the game, and have favorites obviously, but still.

You called your cousin after you got in your Uber, you and him liked these calls it always cheered you up. Maybe it was because you both had ADHD or had similar taste or that you were close in age. Honestly you guys didn't know, you and Karl has always just clicked.

"Karl." "Yes Y/N?" "Help." "Why?" "We lost, and played like shit." "It can't be that bad-" "We lost to the 6th ranked team Karl Jacobs. It's bad." "Oh...well shit then- CLAY SHUT THE FUCK UP IT'S MY MALE COUSIN." "One. WHO THE FUCK. NAMES THEIR CHILD CLAY! Two. Who's Clay?" "Ask his parents, he's a friend of mine Y/N" "Tell him he is named after a minecraft block." "CLAY! HE SAYS YOUR NAMED AFTER A MINECRAFT BLOCK! YEAH? WHAT YOU GONNA DO THEIR 6'4!!" "I am 6'5 actually." "I MENT 6'5!!" "Put Harden Clay on the phone" "Nicknames so soon...make him laugh and then call him a tea kettle." "Understood."

You heard rustling from the other end of your phone, you arrived ar your hotel and took your bag out going into your room on the 6th floor. Putting your phone on speaker as a new voice was put on the phone.

"KARL WHAT THE FUCK." "Danm Hardened Clay don't dish my cousin like that. Very rude ya' know." "Hold up. You single?" "Yes. But I don't wanna date someone who is named 'Clay'" "Just call me Dream." "Ok looking you up now. I get to do more burring if you're faceless that's nice." "Blurring? Do you not like you're face or something?" "Yep. Sheesh I forgot about how much I work out...dang these abbs don't lie." "Ok...I wanna see now." "Put it on facetime Nimrod" "Geez ok. ACK KARL WHAT THE HELL!" "Tell my cousin he needs to chill out" "Karl...your cousin wants you to chill out. Geez fine yeah I won't tell anyone." "So...you want to see my abbs or not man?" "Yeah- Sorry zoned out, ADHD" "I feel you man...not in that way of course-" "You just made it weird, oh well I'mma pull up facetime now."

You sighed, the face came up on the screen with a smile. His brown fluffy hair with his emerald eyes and a slight stubble on his chin. Oh yeah, did we mention that you are a flaming homosexual? Because you are. Anyway, you turned the camera the other way towards the mirror you had in the hotel room. You turned on the light, giving Dream a better look at your abbs.

"Damnnn...how often do you work out?" "Every day, except game days." "Game days? Karl what do you mean...he's who?" "Your dumb as fuck." "What? How?" "Google Y/T/N forward Y/F/N." "Okay...Oh fuck I am dumb...how did I not realize you were Y/N Y/L/N." "Because your really fucking dumb." "Karl asked if your going to Twitch con, says your his plus one." "Yeah I am, your smart in this shit. What do I wear?" "Probably a tee-shirt and pants" "Great advice. Give my cousin his phone back." "Why?" "Because I need to know where to tell my uber to go for this...place?" "The event?" "Yup."

༺ T I M E S K I P ༻

You stepped out off the Uber and located Karl and some of his other friends. You toward over most of them except for one, Ranboo. You didn't know him that well, but you two instantly became best friends. You also met Dream, who you very often bullied through out the night. But out of everyone you met, their was one person who you fell head over heals for. Punz. You asked Sapnap about him.

"Hey Sap." "Yeah, what's up Y/N?" "Who exactly is that?" "That's Luke, also known as Punz." "He's kinda...cute"

You were sober with a cup of alcohol in your hand. You sipped at your cup absentmindedly as you looked at Punz face immediately becoming dusted with red. He was talking to Dream and obviously you had to bully him some more. You started walking over to him and slaped Dream in the back of the head.

"Someone who is as dumb as you should not be talking to most pretty boy in the room, Dream." "Oh...WAIT WHAT?" "You heard me idiot. Your amount of dumbness will rub off on him. He's to pretty to be dumb." "I'm right here-" "I'm saving you. Trust me." "Damn, hey I'll take it." "Punz really?!" "What? According to him I am the most pretty boy in the room, and who wouldn't take that as a compliment." "Your outnumbered Dream~" "Ugh, Y/N you don't even know Punz." "I know his name and that he's hot. That's all I need to know really." "That's gay." "I am gay though-" "What the fuck." "Dream. I have been flirting with Punz the entire time. I made it plainly obvious that I was gay." "I am really am that dumb." "Yeah yeah, shoo bitch." "Fine. Nice chating with you Punz."

Dream started to walk away from you two and you swung your arm around Punz's shoulders and started laughing. Punz was also trying to not laugh but he obviously was failing. You moved your arm off Punz and the two off you started talking and drinking more and more, this went on for an hour or so. You both were drunk by this point and decided to go to Punz's room, since it was closer, obviously. Once you two drunkenly walked into Punz's room you started talking again, but this time it was much more... heated. And I mean much much more heated.

"No no no, 'cause *hic* I've had girls like grope my *hic* ass before. And I'm s-standing their, all sweaty and shit 'cause I just like finshed a game *hic* and I'm all like I guess were doing this now and my teammates *hic* they know I'm gay and stuff and they just *hic* push me along as I move away the girls hand from my ass. But she gripped it even tighter and now this bitch's nails are diggin into my skin so *hic* my teammate gets security and she now has a retraining order." "Damn, *hic* that mudt suck balls for her." "Eh I guess, but I didn't really give a fuck *hic* as long as she's away from me and shit." "Hm, has anyone told you that you're really fuck'n hot." "Why you wanna know eh? *Hic* You think I'm hot shit innit." "I do." "Wanna make out." "I'm down" "...m'kay"

You moved so you were in top of Punz, you looked for any sign of discomfort to which you saw none. You tipped Punz's head up and slowly moved your lips to his and you kissed Punz. Punz threw his hands around your neck and pulled you closer to him and you grabbed his waist and set him on you lap, Punz groaned into the kiss and started tugging at your shirt trying to rip it off you. You broke the kiss to say something to Punz.

"Want- my shirt off?" "Please." "Pull it off yourself." "Wha-" "You heard me bitch. You wanna see me with my shirt off take it off yourself." "Uh- okay..."

Puns started to undo the buttons on your shirt and wasn't getting very far, his hands were sweaty and shaking. He managed to get the first button before you got fed up from waiting and placed your hands up his hoodie tracing his nipples. Punz's breath hitched at the contact and groaned again placing his head in the crook of your neck.

"Hurry the fuck up." "I'm t-trying- fuck don't do that *groans* t-to give me a minute." "Good boys don't keep me waiting, your a good boy eh?" "Y-Yeah." "Then Hurry." "Yes- *moans* s-sir." "Oh~ call me that more often" "Y-yes sir"

༺ T H E N E X T D A Y ༻

You woke up in Punz's hotel room with just your boxers on and while cuddling Punz, his neck and chest was littered with with hickies and he only had on shorts and boxers. Your head was pounding, how much exactly did you have to drink last night...oh whatever. You moved to get out of the bed but an arn was thrown around your waist stopping you from doing so.

"Don't leave....warm." "Luke, Darling I need to go." "Whyyyyy." "Because I gotta go home." "But why." "Because my teammates will be wondering why it's taking me so long to get ready." You reached for your phone, thank god your powered it off before you left. "I say fuck them." "Like how I did to you last night?" "More harder than yeah." "Are you wanting me to go again?" "Nah, I'm fine just...stay please." "I'm only going to LA, I should be fine Luke." "Fineee." "Just give me your number." "Alright it's xxx-xxx-xxx" "Thanks."

You quickly texted your teammates that you weren't at your hotel and were Ubering over. They all swarmed your door went you finally got their and stared at your collar bone and neck. You finally said that yes you did have a hook up and yes you knew the person and yes you did have their number, they finally left you alone. You quickly changed and packed you bags and brushed your teeth. And you meet up with your team downstairs. You would be riding with one of the least accepting of your sexuality. Zach. This motherfucker was big on regularly tormenting ypu with "It was Addam and EVE. Not Addam and STEVE." Thanks for being an asshole I guess. You and Zach places your bags in the trunk of the car and got in the backseat and Zach sat down next to you. You decided to ignore him until he said something about Punz.

"Y'know I bet whoever that fuck you hooked up was ugly. Probably fat as hell." "Dude what the fuck. You don't even know them, don't make accusations you can't prove." "Then who you texting eh?" "Your dad. So I can fuck him 'cause we all know he definitely ain't straight." "My dad is 100% a heterosexual." "How do you know?" "Cause he's with my mom." "But whatif he's bisexual? Or pansexual? Or Omisexual-" "Don't go spreading false information about people! Especially people you don't know." "But that's what you to me, it's only fair innit." "Fuck you." "Nice talking to you to."

You arrived at the airport and met up with some of your closer teammates, your phone dinged in your pocket so you picked it up and it came up with an unknown number that said...

xxx-xxx-xxxx

-Missing you already :(

You- Luke??

-ye

You- alr

You- miss ya too darling

-its actually so boring here ://

You- damn tf u want me to do 🧍

-idk

SAVED CONTACT AS "Luke🩷"

Luke🩷- Y/N respond to meeeeee

You- i was adding u as a contact chill your tits-

Luke🩷- what is it :D

You- *Sent an Screenshot*

Luke🩷- 🤭

You- im about to board da plane

Luke🩷- noooo dont leave meeee

You- I bought the damn plane wifi on the way here, what makes u think im not gonna do it on the way back :|

Luke🩷- dunno

Luke🩷- im just dumb like dat

You- ur not dumb luke

You- u can suck a cock pretty good 😉

Luke🩷- thats gay

You- no really?

Luke🩷- 🥲

You- please dont cry- im sowry :((

Luke🩷- Y/N wtf

Luke🩷- "sowry"

You- i feel attacked rn

You- alr i actually gott go

Luke🩷- damn talk to u soon babe

Luke🩷- luv ya ❤️

You- love you to darling ❤️

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AGHHFJSHSBAB IM DONE IVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR MONTHS JESUS CHRIST 😭😭😭😭

yall want a part 2 (cuz i do lol)

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Scenario one and dialogue seventeen for Punz please?

Punz had come home to visit you and your family for the holidays and the weather had been unforgiving the entire time. He had planned to leave just before Christmas so he could head home and see his family for the holiday but the weather insisted on a snowstorm two days before. 

You wake up in Punz’s warm embrace, your eyes cracking open to look at the stream of lighting cascading the room in a halo. You strain your eyes to look out and see the snow coming down in thick flurries. A soft smile rests on your lips and you let out a sigh when Punz’s arm tightens around your waist, his head pushing into your back. 

“G’morning,” you murmur and Punz hums against you. 

“Morning pretty girl,” he responds and your heart flutters in your chest. 

You and Punz stay in bed for a little bit, discussing the possibility of him leaving for home today but a check in on the weather tells you there is no chance of even leaving your apartment with how much it snowed and is still snowing. It was full blizzard mode, you and Punz were officially snowed in. 

“Want some hot chocolate?” Punz asks after a quiet bit, your boyfriend sitting up to look at you and you nod shyly. 

“Be right back,” he tells you, pecking your lips before getting out of bed. 

When Punz is out of the room, you sit up further and lean against the headboard and check your phone as he makes the drinks. He comes back a few minutes later, two huge mugs in his hands. He carefully climbs into bed again, handing you a mug before snuggling back into your side and you sigh, feeling whole again. 

“I love you,” you say, turning and pressing a kiss to his cheek and Punz grins. 

“I love you too.”

[xoxoluvnicole]

hey hey hey! :)

can we get some dad!punz with his newborn :) (if u can and want too!!)

cw: Punz’s real name

(dad!punz x mom!reader)

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You and Luke were laying on your bed, watching a random show he decided to put on. Your new baby girl was in the next room over, supposedly down for the night. It had been two days since you came home from the hospital, you were still adjusting to being a family of three.

Your head was positioned on Luke’s arm, his focus on the television. As you started to drift off, you heard the cries start from the baby monitor. You looked up at your husband with a pout, feeling bad for your baby.

“I’ll get her love, go to sleep.” He said softly, kissing your head. He got up and softly padded into the nursery, leaving you to listen to the baby monitor.

“Baby girl.. what’s wrong?” He cooed, picking her up out of the crib.

Her cries continued as Luke patted her back, bouncing her in his arms. She was clearly very upset about something, maybe a nightmare or a tummy ache.

You were just about to get up when you heard Luke’s voice start to sing, “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine..”

His voice was raspy and obviously not one of a professional singer, but his daughter seemed to appreciate it. You laid your head into your pillow, listening to the love of your life sing.

“You make me happy when skies are gray.” You heard the soft noise of him pacing around the room as he calmed the little girl. Her cries were still loud enough for you to make out.

“You’ll never know dear, how much I love you.. Please don’t take my sunshine away.” He finished as the cries silenced. You could only imagine the smile your daughter was giving him in this moment.

[paladin--strait]

😍

[moonwritewastaken]

Tales of Christmas Day 12 - cc!Punz x gn!reader

Genre - friends to lovers, Christmas!

Warnings - reader has long(ish) hair, language, mentions of drinking and throwing up (and kissing someone after)

Word count - 815

Most of your friend group were in Florida for an irl stream you’d planned months before. George was finally in Florida so it was your first Christmas all together. The idea was to have a Christmas party with some drinks, food and party games (all Christmas themed of course).

You, Punz, Dream, Sapnap and now George all lived in Florida so you guys were the main planners. The rest of the boys had tasked you and Punz (probably because they knew of your feelings for each other) with going and picking up all the food and drinks while they decorated the room you’d be streaming in.

Punz was the driver for the day while you’re in charge of the checklist. Arriving at the grocery store, the two of you exit the car and you grab a trolley as you walk past the trolley bay. You consult the list and make a mental plan of the order you should grab the snacks and drinks in.

“Okay, Punz. We’re gonna make sure we get everything because we are not coming back” he laughs before saluting you and taking control of the trolley.

The two of you go aisle by aisle, making sure to get everything you need. Shopping with Punz like this seems so domestic and it makes you crave more times like this. You guys manage to finish the shopping with no hiccups so you make your way back to the house.

Walking in, you set the shopping on the counter and venture into the lounge to see what the boys have done in your absence. You were pleasantly surprised with the amount of progress they’ve made. There were lights, a Christmas tree, stocking and various festive inflatables scattered throughout the room. You and Punz help them finish and everything is decorated in no time.

*the next day*

It was almost time for the Christmas party stream and you were beyond excited. You were one of the first to arrive so you help set up the food and put out the drinks (some alcoholic some not) meaning you got to see everyone’s reaction as they walk. Because it was a Christmas party, all of you were dressed in different levels of festive spirit, ready for the chat to judge them later and pick a winner. Once all of you are ready, the stream is started and you and your friends start to pick away at the food on offer. 

You pour yourself a drink, not paying much attention to what you were drinking. Because you’re part of a stream, you found yourself talking more than usual so you always made sure you had a drink to soothe your voice. Over time, you became more talkative and affectionate with your friends. something that you eventually get called out for. 

“What’s up with you, y/n? Did you drink too much?” Hannah has a concerned tone as she guides you to a chair. Quackity and Karl come over to the two of you, a similar look on their faces. 

“I haven’t had any alcohol, I was drinking this” you confidently make your way to the table and point at the bottle you’d been pouring your drinks from. 

Karl picks up the bottle and starts laughing, informing you it was wine and was indeed alcohol. Punz comes over after seeing the laughter erupt from the group. Quackity gets him up to speed and he joins in the laughter before promising to get you some water. He comes back shortly after, with ice water in hand. Your other friends make sure you’re okay before leaving you with Punz. 

“I don’t feel well” after learning of your predicament, you soon start to feel like you were going to throw up. He widens his eyes slightly before helping you stand guiding you to the bathroom. 

He holds your hair, a comforting hand on your back which would have given you butterflies if you weren't busy throwing your guts up. When you’re done, you make sure to wash your face and use a bit of mouthwash (that you almost spill everywhere). You turn to thank Punz, not expecting him to already be looking at you and you make direct eye contact with him. A few seconds go by and you’re not sure if he’s leaning in, if the alcohol is making you sway or both. Your question is soon answered when you feel his lips on yours, there was no way the alcohol could do that. 

“I just threw up” he laughs at your utterance before gesturing towards the way you came. 

The rest of the party went by without a hitch, and thankfully without any more alcohol. You and Punz shared lingering looks with each other that didn’t go unnoticed by your friends. You knew that you had to talk to Punz after the stream and that you had to kiss him again. 

[gothzlovez]

Side note

Im so proud of punz , dealing with an addiction is by far one of the hardest things anyone can go through , like to have the strength to admit it to all of his fans and put it out there as he is struggling shows how strong he is , we love you punz 💗💗💗

[nikaizkool]

So uh little request 👉🏽👈🏽 teeHEE can you do hc with dtqk + punz with a black s/o? With nsfw? And im new to this whole tumblr things so i dont know if this is where people take requests😭 so help me out 🙏🏽. <——

He buys you everything, stuff for your hair, makeup, clothes, anything to make you happy.

Sometimes when you guys cuddle he’d hold you waist and if you wanted you’d escalate it to sex, if he wanted he’d escalate it to sex. You’d sit on his lap straddling him as he grinds up, teasing you until he stripped off his pants along with yours. Your hands tangled in his hair as you lower yourself onto his member slowly taking him in. His hands make they’re way to your waist as he thrust up into you, not giving you a chance to even ride him. He brings a hand down to your clit rubbing it in circles, causing you to clench around him, cumming around him as he chases his own climax. Cumming inside of you, as he rides out his orgasm.

[romanticizedwil]

INTRO AND MASTERLIST

Hiyaa!! I’m Wil and I’m 18 :)

I use she/her pronouns and I’m a oldies lover. I’ll mostly be writing fluff or angst, but I’m up to smut!

I love pink, flowers, notes, music, art, classical things, 50s theme, and more ! 🎀

I’m always up to new ideas so don’t be afraid to speak your mind :)!

MASTERLIST

I will write for the following; Karl Jacobs, Foolish Gamers, Punz, Sapnap, Wilbur Soot, and Georgenotfound.

Any anons will be gladly accepted! I’m sorry that I don’t write for dream ;(.

All my works will be listed down below! Each having their genre, S, F, A. (Smut, Fluff, and Angst.)

[thornnii]

⏤ ✦ partners in crime

genre: headcannons wordcount: 0.2K pairing: c!Punz x gn!reader pronouns: you/yours other: in game!au, established relationship, gender neutral, he/they Punz warnings: talk of killing, mention of blood summary: Punz having an s/o that's a mercenary like him thorn's notes: originally posted 30/Oct/2022; edited ↳ these are all my own opinions, so don't get upset if you don't agree with anything I write

⏤ return to old posts masterlist

⏤ ✦ even though he knows you can take care of yourself, he can't help but feel protective of you.

⏤ ✦ the two of you met when you were both hired for the same mission by opposing handlers.

⏤ ✦ you were infamous for being subtly ruthless, always getting your jobs done quietly and effectively.

⏤ ✦ whenever you do anything particularly bloody, he always finds it really attractive.

⏤ ✦ there was one job were you and Punz were hired as a part of a 'team' and your role was to be the honeypot, the bait. when Punz found out, they were extremely angry and raged to your employer about how your skill set surpassed that of being bait (and then later mumbling grumpily to you about how it was too dangerous for you to be so out in the open).

⏤ ✦ on miracle days where both you and Punz are free, you have calm, mostly stay-at-home dates where you can both just relax and enjoy each others company. their love language is quality time and gift giving.

⏤ ✦ there is a mutual competitiveness as to who earns more/who gets higher paying jobs, who gets a job done faster, etc.

⏤ ✦ sparing with each other is always interesting and it's an unwritten rule that neither of you hold back. ever.

⏤ ✦ another unwritten rule is that whoever loses in sparring has to do all the foraging work for the rest of the week. this includes doing things such as; crafting, mining, enchanting, mending, farming, hunting, and so on.

⏤ ✦ Punz loves seeing you all soft, especially when compared to the tough exterior you put up for work. he love it when you two just relax together.

⏤ ✦ moving in together definitely happened really quickly in the relationship.

⏤ ✦ depending on who's in what mood, big spoon and little spoon will change accordingly when cuddling.

[skeleton-bees]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUNZ I HOPE ITS AMAZING AND LOVELY

And now pictures of the gorgeous man himself to make me and everyone else happy

[ador3him]

pairing: sapnap x streamer!reader

requested? nope

authors note: just some good old fluffy fluff

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yns breath hitched as she spammed the keys on her keyboard. her eyes fully focused on her screen completely ignorant to her chat going wild. that was until a dono was read. 'sapnap donated $100, you're cute, wanna put our Minecraft beds together?' the automated message made her stop dead. "Sapnap? As in like the DreamSMP Sapnap?" She lost focus on her intense bed wars match and looked at her chat and then her Mod discord where her moderators confirmed it was the Sapnap. "Wow, very straight forward, maybe buy me dinner first," she chuckled and went back to her screen.

yns eyes flickered from her game to the chat screen waiting for a response but instead she started to get a call from Punz, her online friend. "Yeah?" She answered hoping he knew she was streaming. "yn! sapnap wants your number, he's texting me for it," his voice echoed through the room, no doubt her viewers could hear him. "Why?" a smile lingered on her lips, more a smirk but could be passed as a smile. "Minecraft beds obviously," punz's smile was evident in his voice. He had been bugging yn to meet his friends. she didn't want to, not because she didn't like them, because she liked her small community and didnt want to deal with new friend formalities. "go on, can't be looking like a prude," she groaned and hung up before he could retort.

"chat shut up," yn laughed reading the abundance of 'ynnap' circulating. "I don't even know the dude," she shook her head in disbelief and went back to her game.

-

After a couple more rounds of bed wars yn called it quits and signed off. "goodnight, goodmorning and goodbye my beauties," she waved at the camera and then went to raid- foolish. she had met foolish once at punz's house and had briefly texted for a Punz related thing. she clicked raid and then took off her headset, checking her phone she was surprised to see a text from a new number.

'hey! this yn? it's nick,'

She smiled and typed out a reply.

'oh em jee, THE nick? like cher? no last name?'

'why? you want my last name?'

yn rolled her eyes and sat on the edge of her bed looking down thinking of an answer.

'not really, sapnap, again, take me to dinner first. I'm really liking Minecraft cake atm.'

'tomorrow 7pm, I'll make a world- our world.'

yn hearted the message and changed to Instagram. She didn't know what sapnap looked like- shockingly. she may have been a streamer for 2 years but that doesn't mean she knew who everyone looked like, to this day the dream team and ninja are still a mystery. she just didn't go searching for it, she was content in her own little world.

yn searched sapnap's user and up came a man with scattered, brown, facial hair, a constant hat that had brown curls sticking out and beautiful eyes decorated with long eyelashes. "wow," she murmured to no one. then her finger slipped liking a post from 7 months ago, almost immediately she got a text.

*screenshot*

'you like what you see, peach?'

[prettytoxicrevolver]

2 and Punz

You had never been good at holding your temper. 

You were quick to anger, slow to calm down, and even faster at using your fists when it came to confrontation. 

So this definitely wasn’t your first fight. 

This was your first beat down however. 

Granted it was your fault, you ran your mouth too much and no one could really get you to stop when you began in the first place. Everyone always said one day you’d get your ass handed to you by the wrong (or technically the right) person and that day has definitely come to fruition. 

It didn’t bother you much though, the black eye and the cut lip but your ego sure took a beating while you were at it. 

Your best friend had called and texted you frantically, saying her boyfriend's baby mama showed up and was ready to throw down with your best friend. Being a certified ride or die psychopath you were at his house in less than 5 minutes and getting all up in the face of a woman who was three months pregnant and acting ridiculous. 

What you didn’t expect was her best friend to show up and literally start a fight. You had a good couple of swings but the girl had height and weight on you and punched hard. Eventually your best friend’s boyfriend had to haul the girl off of you and despite your rage and grudge, you left too. 

So now you sit in your apartment, going over the whole thing in your head and holding a pack of frozen vegetables to your face in hopes it brings the swelling down. 

“(y/n)?” 

Fuck. 

Punz’s voice floats in your ears bringing both dread and happiness wrapped up in one confusing emotional ball thrown at your chest. You try to turn and hide your face when he walks into the room but he sees you and marches over to your place on the couch. 

“What the fuck?” he exclaims upon seeing your bruised body. 

You feel his eyes trail over the bruises on your arms and legs before landing on the cut on your lip. His thumb grazes over it and you hiss at his touch causing the blonde to frown at your reaction. 

“Who did this to you?” he mutters, somewhere between raging so hard he might burn the world down and hurting so bad he wants to cry on behalf of your pain. 

You and Punz had been dancing around your feelings for each other for so long but it was unmistakable this raw emotion floating in between you two. The electricity is zapped from the room and shoved in the space left between you. 

“Who did this to you?” he growls out again when you don’t respond. 

“Kamila,” you murmur and Punz sighs against you. He had been following this horrible feud going on for the past few months and knew deep down this would have probably happened at some point. 

He doesn’t see any point in lecturing you, knowing you’re mentally beating yourself up on top of the physical beating you already took. Instead, he wraps his arms around your waist and hauls you into his chest. He stands and you swing your legs around his waist and bury your head into his neck as he carries you away from the living room. 

You listen as he swings open a door in your apartment and he places you on top of what you realize is the bathroom counter. He pulls away, reaching into the cupboard behind you and searching for whatever he’s looking for. 

He finally pulls back and you look to see him holding a first aid kit, antiseptic, and a strained smile. You drop your head but Punz is quick to pull your face back towards his with a finger tipping your chin in the right direction. 

You sit, your heart beating wildly fast as he patches up your cuts and puts cream on your bruises. When his fingers brush over your black eyes you flinch and grab his hand out of instinct. 

“Almost done,” he murmurs, carefully probing the area with ointment before backing up. 

“Thank you,” you tell him quietly. 

“Anytime,” he says, equally as soft. 

He reaches behind your head again, putting away the items and before he can pull back you plant a soft kiss on his cheek. His movements stutter, his eyes sliding over to yours and you anxiously watch him as he backs up but stays close, a measly inch within the two of you. 

Your breath hitches as he moves in, his lips ghosting yours and finally, all pain leaves you when his lips crash into yours. You respond eagerly, tangling your fingers into his hair and pulling him in between your legs. His hands land on the tops of your thighs and squeeze lightly before pulling back from your lips. 

“Don’t ever get in another fight, okay?” 

“Okay.”