#sapnap fanfiction

[negativepeanuthoarder]

Dream Team (fic) writing notes from Sapnap's therapy stream!

He and Dream and George get along and talk in their own 'personal language'

Person 3 plays mediator between the other two during an argument. Sometimes the mediator is biased.

Sapnap gets mad and cools down quickly so he's the one who reaches out after disagreements.

Sapnap is REALLY logical.

T R U S T is ESSENTIAL to writing all three correctly.

Sapnap is anxious but has strategies for dealing with it, one of which being 'sleeping on it'

Sapnap uses time as a coping mechanism to handle emotional distress.

Dream is the ideas guy, George is the filter, and Sapnap is the hypeman.

They have little to no jealousy between them, usually when they DO have jealousy it's over the ideas and not over attention.

George was the one who started the 'we need to be nice' conversation, and brought up Sapnap's chocolate covered shirt while they had this talk.

They consider themselves a unit when it comes to content creation and fame. They all co-parent the three channels together.

Add more in the notes if you want! :D

(You can also copy-paste this post onto your own blog if you want to/if I have you blocked for whatever reason - it's a resource and I don't want to gatekeep!)

[justdsmp1]

Can you do something where the reader goes and helps steal Mr Beast's tesla with Sapnap, Karl, Quackity, Punz, Foolish and Nolan, please!?

Tesla Stealing?

Pairing(s): Sapnap x Reader

Pronouns: She/her

About: Sapnap drags his girlfriend with him to steal Jimmy's tesla

Word count: 1.2k

Masterlist

"Sapnap, you told me you were taking me on a date, not going with our friends joyriding in a billionaires car" Y/n speaks up after they get in the car.

"That's the best sort of date!" Sapnap exclaims, Y/n huffs out leaning back in her seat.

"Sapnap you're in Jimmy's car!" Karl exclaims.

"I so can't believe it, we actually stole Mr Beasts' car and we're driving it all the way to Florida right now," Sapnap says, half focusing on the road and half on the camera.

"Sapnap he doesn't even know yet" Karl points out

"As far as you know" Y/n spoke.

"He's going to be so mad at us dude" Karl continues.

"So we stopped at the gas station to get some snacks and stuff and we just found these idiots right outside" Sapnap points, Punz, Foolish, Nolan and Quackity stood out in the front

"Why did you invite Quackity, he's a bitch" Y/n complains, when she looks out the window Quackity is flipping her off.

"Time to beat a bitch" Y/n says, opening the door and running out towards Quackity and tackling him into the bush.

"GET IN THE CAR" Karl yells

"Can we redo that?" Foolish asks, the camera right up in his face

"Road Trip!"They exclaim, the extra seat was folded out so everyone had a spot.

"Did you have to sit me next to Quackity?" Y/n asks, Quackity gives her an offended look. Sapnap pats her leg which makes Quackity even more offended.

"Y/n stealing my fiance" Quackity comments

"Hell yeah I am, I call the aux!" Y/n shouts, reaching quickly for the cord.

They all drive for a while and then need to charge the car up.

"Before we really take off we need to charge the car first," Sapnap tells the camera

"Doesn't Jimmy pay for that?" Karl asks

"Yeah he's paying for it right now as we speak" Sapnap points

"He what-"

We stand there awhile waiting for it to finish charging, she leans on Sapnap for most of it wanting to be in his company, it took him a little to realise that and finally put his arm around her hugging her closer to his body

"Jimmy next time you get a car can you make it much bigger," Karl tells the camera, just as Nolan gets out hitting his head on the door

"Ow" Y/n turns away to stop herself from laughing aloud, Sapnap noticed starting to laugh a little at her poor effort of hiding it.

"Eww, the couple is being weirdly cute right now" Quackity ruins the sweet moment.

Soon enough we're back on the road again "Karl what happens if we crash the car?" Sapnap questions

"Just get him a new one, right?" Karl answers, and then Sapnap turns to the back

"Punz when's the next among us video coming out?" He asks the blonde in the back.

"Ummmm"

Y/n the entire time Quackity was showing his snacks, stared him down because he wasn't sharing with her.

"And he's not sharing" Y/n pouts, Quackity laughs

"Sharing is caring, Quackity" Y/n continues

"Stop being Aussie Y/n" Quackity replies, Y/n lets out an offended gasp

"Yeah, nah mate" Y/n responds, overexaggerating her accent, and the entirety of the car laugh.

Soon enough, later on, Mr Beast called Sapnap. Y/n and Quackity were trying to hold in their laughter at Sapnap trying to look scared and fearful, hoping the camera doesn't pan on them.

"How's it going" Jimmy starts.

"It's going good, what're you up to?" Sapnap says, trying to act natural.

"I can see a camera pointed at the phone," Jimmy tells him

"What? Oh, that's weird" Sapnap tries and fails to stay natural.

"I assume that means your pranking me" Jimmy guesses

"I mean... kind of I don't know if you call it a prank. I think it's more of like thievery" Sapnap tells him, Jimmy sighs

"Is that my Tesla?" Jimmy breathes out

"It- it's you, Tesla, Jimmy" Sapnap reveals, everyone in the car laughs

"Wait, FOOLISH" Jimmy exclaims through the phone

"WHAT" He exclaims back

"Bro.. we were bonding together"

" WE WERE"

"You're trying to steal my car?" Jimmy continues

"But.. like this is friendship, letting each other like steal cars" Foolish tries to explain

" I would expect this from Karl and Y/n but Foolish" Jimmy says

"I'm glad you expected it, Jimmy, cause I am here," Y/n tells him

"I'm not exactly surprised, your my sister," Jimmy says, Y/n smiles.

"LOVE YOU JIMMY" Y/n shouts, which causes Jimmy to sigh even louder.

"How about this uh sapnap I'll give you 4 days to return or I'm calling the cops bye," Jimmy says, then hangs up. They all laugh.

"This is a great first impression on your future brother-in-law Sapnap" Punz points out.

"He's joking right?" Sapnap questions

"Sure he is Sapnap" Y/n says unconvincingly. We've been on the road for about 5 hours now.

We stop again to charge the car "So we're charging the car and we're walking around the mall and found the coolest arcade like I've ever seen" Sapnap tells the camera, Y/n is jumping for joy at the cool-looking arcade.

Y/n kept her distance from the boys as they were being absolute idiots, she didn't feel like getting kicked out of the arcade. Later she saw her boyfriend and friends getting kicked out.

"God damn it, I can't take these boys anywhere" Y/n mumbled to herself.

7 hours on the road now, and it's really pouring down

"I'm gonna crash," Karl says

"Please don't" cue lots of screaming, along the way Nolan fell asleep and Foolish but poor Foolish was disturbed. Then we stop on the side of the road, Karl needing to pee. Quackity seeing him gone, climbs into the drivers seat

"Quackity get your ass out of my face" Y/n says, pushing it forwards out of her way, then he starts driving off without Karl.

"Quackity you left Karl" Sapnap exclaims

"SAPNAP, I'm right here and why are you calling Y/n Quackity?" Karl asks him, Sapnap turns the camera to the driver's seat seeing Y/n there instead and Quackity in the seat Y/n was in. Y/n drove for a little bit, Sapnap laying his hand on her thigh.

They made it to Charlestown, stopping to eat. "We made it to Charlestown which is basically the halfway point between North Carolina and Orlando. And basically, Karl grew up here and he is taking us to his favourite restaurant in the area. I'm excited Karl says it's really good" Sapnap pauses then Karl drops the key

"Oop that's the key"

After eating, at the really nice restaurant, the food was 10/10. Turns out we won't reach Orlando until 6:27am tomorrow and Quackity is pissed.

10 hours on the road now, Quackity bought pastries Y/n felt like she was about to fall asleep. The boys are slowly going insane

12 hours on the road, the Florida sign appear

"Crank it Karl" Roadtrip plays loudly, Y/n regrets all choices that led to this moment

After 14 hours on the road, Y/n and Quackity fell asleep. Quackity on Y/n's shoulder and Y/n resting her head on his.

"They look so peaceful in there" Foolish comments

"Blackmail for later, the ongoing feud with them will be ruined" Sapnap laughs, he finds the entire thing funny. The feud his girlfriend and best friend have is insanely funny than their falling asleep on each other makes it even more funny.

15 hours and Quackity and Y/n are still asleep on each other

"The city that never sleeps," Karl says

"The person that does sleep is Quackity and Y/n" Sapnap replies

They finally made it, they were out of the car now standing around it, well except Y/n who was piggybacking on Sapnap, glaring at Quackity.

"After 15 hours me and the boys finally made it to Orlando and we completed our mission of stealing Jimmy's car," Sapnap says to the camera

"Karl, he's not going to actually call the cops is he or anything?" The video ends there.

[sykokilljoyy]

building a burning house (soulmate au) - sapnap x reader

pairings: dsmp!sapnap x reader (not cc!sapnap, this is a fictional character) words: 2866 warnings: enemies to lovers, blood, war, angst, scars, wounds, pain. this is set whilst l'manberg is still standing, some details have been changed to include y/n. enjoy!!

summary: in a world where soulmates share scars, y/n discovers that her soulmate is her sworn enemy the night before they go to war.

Fireflies hummed, hovering just feet above the surface of the water, dancing perfectly on the ripples below. Moonlight slipped through the oak leaves that towered above, a gentle white glow shining back from the reflection. Festivities burst, albeit muffled, from the humble building beyond the trees, laughter and cheers of your peers filling the air as you sat on the river’s edge. There was a war coming, when the moon settles down to rest and the sun takes her place. People were going to die, to lose another life at the hands of your enemies. A traitor had already been weeded out, and talks of another loom between the soldiers, hushed voices pointing their fingers at turned backs.

Summer’s air circled around you, embracing your weathered skin like a warm goodbye. Hopelessness filled you, even though you knew full-well you should be holding your head high and willing to lock arms with your fellow patriots. It didn’t feel like a war. It felt like walking, hand-in-hand to a certain death. Maybe that’s why you were out here, to bid a farewell to the city you called home, well tidings to the life you knew.

Glancing down to your hands, you brushed them through the bitter water, scanning the scars that covered your skin. It was an old tale, some legend of a mage who lost their soulmate in a horrid war, that you share the scars of your soulmate. Whilst you didn’t used to believe it, even when odd scars begun showing up on your body now and again, you would pin it to sleepwalking, or accidental wounds from your clumsy nature. It wasn’t until one day in your teen years, when a burning itch spread across the left of your torso. Revelling in pain and discomfort, you pulled up your shirt, revealing a large, tender scar of a fresh burn seared into your flesh.

Ever since, your body had been tainted with cuts, burns and horrible wounds you couldn’t even theorise the nature of. Not like your soulmate wouldn’t have had a fair share of your own, from sword fighting with Toby, to the various fights and battles you’d won and lost as an army. It’s what you’d expect from the life you live.

Eyes to the night sky, you watched the L’Manberg flag sway in the wind, your thoughts cast back to those you fought for. You wished desperately for something, an array of hope or a glimpse of something, anything to get the upper hand. Whilst you knew your enemy, you had someone on the inside to relay information, it didn’t feel like enough. You knew Dream, from years gone past, you knew he wouldn’t hold anything at face value. They have something prepared, something you couldn’t even imagine.

In that moment, a surge of something ran through you. Whether that was hope, determination or damn-right stupidity, you grabbed the blade that lay on the dirt beside you, picking up your quiver and set off into the darkness of the forest. Lighting a torch a few inches in front of you, you pushed yourself through the sticks and branches of the thick, untouched woods ahead. No one ever ventured between the countries, and if they did, it was through the path North of the main gate - the safest route. You’d be shot on sight if you were seen approaching the SMP in the middle of the night, so the dense trees were your only option.

Brave as it was, it was always dumb to leave the confines of light and company at night, the darkness filled with creatures and threats beyond your imagination. For that reason, you hugged your bow close to your body. Branches cracked and leaves rustled all around you, and the human part of you wanted nothing more than to give in to the fear that nudged at your chest and run back to the safety of your people, but you knew you needed the upper-hand. You pushed on.

Not even a minute further, light begun to break through the trees, the hum of life flittering through the canopies - you were close. Blowing out the lit torch, you packed it away and steadied your movements, knowing that anything too sudden would alert the guards by the walls. All you needed to get was close enough to hear a whisper of something, anything. The closer you got, the louder the guards voices became, until you heard a whisper of the war coming from above. Straining, you focused on the mans voice, just almost loud enough to hear his words. Almost, just a little closer-

“You, of all people, should know you’re not allowed here,” In a split second, a blade was pressed against your throat, strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against a warm, hard body. A gasp that left your body was quickly rectified as his hand left your waist and flew over your mouth to avoid the guards seeing you. You knew his voice immediately, Sapnap’s had always had a distinctive hoarseness to it.

“You’re either going to tell me what you’re doing here, or I kill you right now,” His breath was hot on your neck, lips close to your ear to keep his tone hushed and discreet, “Deal?”

His eyes were accustomed to the darkness, having traversed the woods for hours collecting supplies for his people, he always worked better, faster at nightfall. Scanning the body in his grasp, his eyes landed on your skin for the first time. Not once had he seen you up close, your only contact being distant whilst your leaders fought, occasionally wounding one another in a brief battle, but nothing that would require this proximity. His shoulder twitched as he stared at the almost familiar scar etched into your own, shrugging off any correlation as you nodded your head hurriedly.

Carefully, he removed his hand from your mouth, and you hurried out a half-hearted excuse, “We needed supplies, and I must’ve lost my way, my torch went out and I didn’t know I was so close I-”

“Oh come on, darlin’, we both know you’re lying,” His smirk was evident in his voice, you didn’t need to see him to know it. Dread filled your body as the knife dug deeper into your skin, close to drawing blood, “You were here to get information.”

It wasn’t a question. He read you exactly as you’d been written, to your annoyance. Head spinning, your brain ran through a million different escape plans, filtering through the abstract and landed on one slightly plausible option - you just needed to keep him talking.

“You know our plan, don’t you?” You hurried out, thinking on the spot of an excuse to keep him talking, some part of you hoping he’d spill something unknown to you, “Eret told you what we had planned, right? The tunnels we set up below your land?”

Silence fell for a moment, and your hand subtly edged towards the handle of the sword in your sheath.

“He told us you were falling apart. That Wilbur is losing his mind in there,” He uttered back, his grip on your waist tightening, to which your body pushed against him as an automatic response.

“He was a traitor. For the both of us. He planted the TNT in our walls and he fed you lies for weeks,” You spat back, your hand now successfully around the handle of your beloved sword.

“You don’t know anything about us. You know nothing of our intentions, of our plan. You hide away in your grounds and build stupid bunkers in your own city as if it’ll change anything, as if you’re ever going to win,” You froze. Dream had gloated about another traitor amongst your men, how someone you held dear was ready to rip your people down from the inside, and Sapnap had just told you exactly who it was. Only you and one other person knew of the bunker overlooking L’Manberg. Only you and Wilbur. Finally. Finally, you might have the upperhand.

In one quick motion, your hand ripped the sword from your belt, grabbing his arm and pulling it from you, flipping yourself around and holding your sword tip at the base of his neck. His reactions matched yours, his blade digging into the base of your throat.

The pair of you stood, face to face, at arms length, knives threatening each others skin, waiting for the other to make their move. Only now, for the first time, were you able to actually look at the man in front of you, the man who had killed off half your men with his pyrotechnics. Thick black hair protruding from a white cotton headband, eyes glimmering red in the dark moonlight. He was tall, taller than you had remembered him being, and his blood-stained, burnt white shirt clung to his body harshly. You couldn’t help but be fascinated by this man, especially after seeing the weathered, cold look in his eyes, wanting to know everything that got him to where he is now, and everything that is to come for him.

“It’s your move,” You muttered, keeping still to keep his blade from breaking your skin.

“You need to leave.”

His eyes hadn’t left yours, but yours wandered along the arm that held his sword, reaching the skin of his hand. Littered with scars and wounds, his hands were calloused and burnt, assumingly a product of his fascination of setting fire to your buildings. A particular scar caught your eye, however, dragging from the tip of his thumb, to the base of his wrist - an identical scar to one you had gained whilst fighting on a rivers edge one day, slicing your hand open on a rock. Curiously, your eyes scanned his hand for any others, surely enough landing on the same scar you had on the back of your hand from an accidental stab wound from Tommy.

Dread filled your stomach as you took in the similarities of your skin, only to be ripped by your thoughts as his blade slid up to your chin, leaving an open wound in its wake. You winced, the immediate sting hitting you as you feel the blood begin to weap. The wound was surface level, nothing to worry about, but enough to cause your knees to buckle slightly.

“Look at me,” Your eyes darted to his cold stare and the rest of his voice was filtered out of your mind as you stayed fixated on the red, bleeding line that peeked on his skin, surfacing above his black turtleneck.

Mind clouded, you lowered your sword, hand on his arm to move his out the way as you stepped towards him. Hesitant at first, Sapnap’s body froze up as he tried to understand your plan, run through the possibilities of what the hell you might be doing. As you raised his hand to him, almost like you would a dangerous animal, to show you were no threat, he made no attempt to stop you. You reached for his neck, pulling his shirt down slowly and eyes widening at the dark crimson, tender, fresh scar that ran up his throat, identical to the open wound on your own.

For the first time, you were close, not just in proximity. Sapnap’s hand darted to his neck, feeling the rising bump of the newly-forming scar and his eyes met yours, a realisation hitting the both of you. Neither of you had noticed how close you had gotten, and for the first time, he saw you. Not his opponent, not his enemy, just you. A person, with glimmering eyes staring back at him and soft, yet scarred skin that he felt the sudden urge to touch. Something in his mind had always blocked out the possibility of a soulmate, convincing himself he was impossible to love, undetermined to find his person.

But here you were, the only person he could never have.

“You need to leave. Go home.” He spoke quickly, pulling his eyes from yours in fear of never wanting to see anything but that colour again.

“But, Sapnap,” Your voice was hushed but desperate, “We can’t just, I mean, what do we do?”

“Go. Now.” Voice stern and meaningful, he pulled his sword back into his belt and stepped away from you, pulling a lighter from his pocket to light his way home, “And tell no one of this. You were never here, Y/N.”

Not letting you say another word, he stepped back into the darkness of the trees, and you could only watch as the gentle hum of his light faded out of view. Stunned, it felt like your feet were sinking into the dirt below you, unable to move as the overwhelming blow of meeting your soulmate for the first time flooded you, the realisation that it was your sworn enemy, the man you had fought for years alongside your family.

It wasn’t until you heard the guards above you alert each other to what they think is a person in the woods below that you picked your feet up and moved, running back towards home at a pace you didn’t even realise possible, the numbness filling you.

But it was too late to think of that now. As daylight stretched itself over the vastness above and smoke filled the air, screams and cries surrounding you as you pushed yourself to your feet, sword in hand as the ache of your body watched over the battlefield in front of you. It had all happened so quickly. At one moment, you had won. Dream was dead and others surrendered, and the next thing you know, L’Manberg, the country you owed your life to, you had grown and lived in for so long, was in flames, and Wilbur was dead. He had done it. You were right, he was the traitor. He blew up and destroyed the one thing you had dedicated your life to protecting, and now he was dead. Gone.

Hearing the screams of the Wither, the explosions destroying innocence only meters from you, you did the only thing your brain had the capacity to comprehend. You ran. You picked a direction, and you ran. Faster than your legs could carry you, much like the night before except this time, you had no idea where you were heading. In fact, you didn’t even have anywhere to head, it was all gone.

It wasn’t until you reached a river too wide to cross on your own, did you stop. Falling to your knees as they buckled beneath you. Holding yourself together, you looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings and tried to make sense of it all. Your friend was dead, many other lives being stolen from either side, even Dream himself losing a life at the hands of yourself.

A twig snapped not far from you, and your body jumped, snapping to its direction, already on high alert. What stood there, feet from you, was the last thing you expected. A war-torn, blood covered Sapnap towered by the edge of the forest, open wound on his head and chest heaving as he’d been running like you.

No words were said, there was a look of understanding between you both. Without a second thought, you were in his arms, sobbing and letting your body purge itself of the grief and stress you faced just moments ago on the remains of your home. His chest stuttered as he let out a quiet sob, tears falling for his friends who has lost their lives in the same battle.

Gripping each other tightly, you felt in his arms that it was right. That he was right. That his touch was holding you together, even as you fell apart. Hand in your hair, he held you tightly into his chest, a mirrors image flipped of not even 24 hours ago, when your back was flush against where your tears stained now.

He didn’t know why he was here, he didn’t know why he followed you. He saw you flee and his heart told him before his brain did to follow you.

“What the fuck do we do, Sapnap?” You sobbed, shaking in his arms.

“I- I don’t know, Y/N,” His voice was shaky, much softer than the night before and far, far more caring.

“I want to leave, I don’t want to go back. I can’t,” You breathed, your knees growing weak as the grief hit you.

“We don’t have to stay,” He started, his hand coming up to pull your chin from his chest, meeting his gaze. The look in your eyes made his heart yearn, wanting to rip the sadness from your body bit by bit until it was absent, “We’ll go, there’s nothing for us back there anymore. We’ll find somewhere, just us two.”

It was always said, in old wives tales, that once you found your soulmate, you knew it was exactly what you needed. It felt like a warm fireplace after a long expedition in the snow, like a sip of water after years of thirst. It felt like happiness, like safety and comfort. That’s how his words felt, like picking a book up in the middle of its pages and knowing exactly where you left off.

“I’ll be here, Y/N, always,” He whispered softly, bringing your head back into the warmth of his chest, “You don’t have to fight anymore.”

[ilovesapnappy]

trying to settle this debate with my friend. DOES SAPNAP HAVE BROWN HAIR OR GINGER? because in the sun it looks really orange but in the dark it looks light brown.. IDK ANYMORE IDK WHAT TO BELIEVEEE.

[dreamwasnotaken]

no because imagine you’re good friends with sapnap and you two smoke for the first time together and it leads to... yeah. I CAN’T GET IT OUTTA MY HEAD SO ENJOY. im high asf writing this bye. 

warnings: nsfw, smut, slight power play, marijuana, smoking,,, minors dni!!!

***

you would be hanging out at the dream team house like you usually would, except this time you and nick were alone. the other boys were out running errands, and you and nick were just sitting in the living room, watching a show. 

you and nick had always had a thing for each other. whether is was the subtle flirting or the tension between you two, it was very obvious. especially to all of the boys.

“i have an idea.” nick would blurt out. it had been silent between the two of you, but the quietness was comforting. 

“yeah? what’s up?” you ask, turning your head towards him. 

“have you ever smoked before?” he’d grin at you. 

“uh- like, once or twice.” you would admit sheepishly. 

“do you want to?” he questioned innocently. “you can totally say no and i’d understand.” 

“no, let’s do it,” you said, even though you were a bit hesitant. the other times you had smoked, it ended in your heart beating through your chest and a panic attack. but you felt safe being with nick, and thought that if something bad happened, at least he would be there for you. 

“alright, let me grab my stuff. stay put.” he smiled down at you as he stood up, walking upstairs to his room. 

not long later, nick returns with a backpack in hand. he sits down next to you, his leg touching yours, and unzips it. 

“wow, i had no idea you smoked this much.” you said with wide eyes as nick pulled out a black grinder, a lighter, and a bowl. he could sense how nervous you were becoming. 

“i really don’t,” he chuckled as he sprinkled weed into the bowl. “i just do it occasionally, usually when i’m stressed.” he explained.

“oh.” you gulped as you watched him light the bowl, his thumb resting on a hole on the side and his mouth sucking in from the end. the smell of marijuana invaded your nose, making you cringe a little. 

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” nick sensed your feeling of uncomfortableness. “but if you do, i’m right here. everything’s gonna be okay.” he reassured, handing the bowl and lighter towards you. 

“no, i want to.” you gave him a light smile as you took it from him. 

“i’ll teach you, okay? put the end up to your mouth, and cover the hole at the end with your thumb.” he instructed, pointing at each hole. you obliged as he brings the lighter up to the actual bowl part. 

“i’ll light it for you, and when i do, suck in. then you’ll release your thumb from the hole, and inhale even more.” 

all you did was nod slightly at him. he flicked the lighter on, lighting the bud. you did as he told, and removed your finger after inhaling. you sucked in the horrid tasting smoke, inhaling it as much as you could before coughing. 

“hey, not bad.” nick giggled at you sarcastically as you continued to cough your lungs out. 

you glared at him, and snatched the lighter from his hands. you lit the bud yourself this time, doing the same exact motion as last time. this time though, you found yourself not coughing. 

after the two of you took probably too many hits, you could both definitely feel it. 

your entire body suddenly felt engulfed in a warm, tingly sensation. you felt as if you were almost floating. it felt like the other times you had smoked, minus the panic attack. every time you found yourself beginning to panic, you looked at nick and it made you feel better. 

“oh my god y/n...” nick would groan, leaning back on the couch. his legs were spread open as he laid sprawled out on the couch next to you. your legs still touching. 

“what’s wrong?” you questioned innocently. 

“oh nothing, i’m just-” he paused as if he forgot how to speak. “i’m really high right now.” 

“yeah, me too.” you giggled. 

“what do you feel?” he questioned genuinely, sitting up and facing you. his face was so close to yours. your eyes flickered down at his lips, then back up to his eyes. your face flushed with embarrassment as you took your bottom lip between your teeth. you hoped he hadn’t noticed that. 

“i feel...” you trail off. “i feel so fucking good nick.” you smile slyly. 

“yeah?” he teased, bringing his face closer to yours. he was only inches away from you. “i bet you feel good.” he said in a low tone. 

without hesitation, nick leaned all the way in and his lips met yours. his lips felt warm against yours, the taste of marijuana still lingering on his tongue. you both moved together in unison, your sense of pleasure being heightened to the max. you continued kissing, the pace slowly beginning to speed up. 

nick slowly wrapped his hand around your neck and squeezed lightly, sending a small moan to escape your lips. 

your body ached with pleasure. you couldn’t think straight, you felt drunk off of nick’s lips on top of yours. all you wanted was him.

“come here.” nick groaned into your lips. he lightly grabbed you by your hips and swiftly pulled you on top of him. you were now straddling him, and adrenaline was pumping through your veins. ecstasy ran through your entire body as you began slowly grinding on him. 

his eyes met yours as he wrapped his hands around your hips, rocking them back and forth. 

“fuck,” he whispered as he took his right hand off of your hip, and wrapped it around your neck again. this time he squeezed harder, and brought your lips down to his. his mouth crashed onto yours once again, this time the kiss being much more sloppy and quick moving. 

you were still grinding your hips against him as you two made out, and you began to feel yourself pool with wetness. 

“i could get used to this,” nick smirked at you as he pulled away. you returned the smile, and hopped off of him, standing up.

nick gave you a confused look as you lightly tugged him by his wrist, nudging for him to stand up. 

“come on,” you then intertwine your fingers with his, leading him up the stairs. 

your body felt as if it was on fire. your mind was hazy, but you still knew exactly what you wanted. you lazily threw yourself onto nick’s bed, your legs dangling off the side. 

“you are stunning, y/n,” nick breathed down at you before lowering himself on top of you. “can i?” he questioned, putting his hand toward your lower region. you nodded frantically and he took no time slipping your leggings down. 

“nick, oh my-” your breath hitched as he inserted two fingers inside of you. he began pumping in and out at a slow pace. it was excruciating. “please nick, p-please faster.” you whimpered, your back arching off of the bed. 

“forgot to mention that weed has that effect.” he chuckled deeply as he obliged to your plea. he began pumping in and out of you with much more force, hitting spots you thought were unimaginable. 

dopamine surged through you from nick’s hands and the weed combined. you had never felt like this while being with anyone else, your body almost shaking in pleasure.

“i need you inside of me.” you begged as nick pushed his lips against yours again, taking his fingers out of you. he quickly slipped his gray sweatpants and underwear off, careful to not break the kiss between you two. 

“anytime sweetheart, just ask.” nick pulled away from your mouth and whispered into your ear. without warning, nick inserted himself inside of you. 

he was huge. pain ripped through your entire lower region, but was quick to be replaced with immense pleasure. he thrusted in and out of you with such force, his moans rippling through your ears. it only turned you on much more, digging your nails into his back as he pounded into you. 

“you’re.. so tight.” nick growled as he finally came undone. you felt his body shake in excitement, and your orgasm was quick to follow. nick lazily thrusted into you a few more times, the action causing an almost too overwhelming sense of pleasure to flow through your body. 

nick flopped down under the covers, and then pulled you into his arms. the two of you stayed laying like that until you both heard the front door open. 

you both froze in shock. without saying anything, you both bolted out of the bed, frantically searching for your clothes. 

“i can’t find my shirt!” you squealed quietly. “or my pants!” 

“here,” nick was quick to slip an oversized shirt on you. the shirt smelled entirely like him. “that looks better on you anyways.” he winked. 

your face flushed with embarrassment as he pulled a sweatshirt over his head. he rested a snapback on his head backwards, and you finally found your leggings, slipping them on hastily. 

“hurry.” nick said in a hushed tone, opening his door quietly. you both did not want to get caught by your friends.

making your way down the stairs behind nick, you’re greeted with chuckles and smirking faces from clay, george, and karl. 

“wow y/n, what happened to you? did your hair go through a storm?” clay snickered at you. you only shot him a glare, not realizing you looked like you had just been fucked. 

“yeah, that storm’s name is sapnap.” karl giggled uncontrollably. 

“very funny.” nick rolled his eyes, walking away into the living room. 

“anything to say for yourself, y/n?” george holds an invisible microphone to your mouth. 

“no comments at this time.” you smiled sheepishly, quickly following nick into the living room as he called for you.

[fanboo]

It was raining. Your neighbor knew you had rain anxiety, so he invited you over. The two of you had been doing this for years; anytime it rained you would go to his apartment and in return you cooked him dinner once a month.

Today’s rain wasn’t so bad, but he still let you come over. You were glad for the excuse, as you’d been crushing on him for the past year now. “Hey,” you said as you walked in. Sapnap smiled as he shut the door behind you. “Hey, Y/N. I listened to that playlist you sent me? Loved it. Really good songs,” he said. You could hear it playing quietly in the background. “Listened so soon? Someone’s obsessed,” you teased.

Your neighbor playfully pushed you (gentle, as to not shove you) and fell onto his couch. “Nah, I just needed background music for a stream.”

You both grinned. He was full of crap and you knew it, and he knew you knew it. “Scoot over, I wanna watch you play,” you said suddenly, dropping next to him on the couch.

Sapnap hadn’t fully moved over before you landed, so you ended up half in his lap. You felt yourself blush and apologized. “No- you’re fine. You’re warm,” he said. “I mean, don’t feel forced to- uh- oh hell, that sounded weird,” Sapnap stuttered.

His awkwardness erased all embarrassment you had, instead making you switch to laughter. You completely fell against him in the process, and this time chose not to say anything about it. The blush on his face was enough for you to know he was okay with it.

“So, you gonna keep gaming, or am I gonna have to stare at you the whole time?” You teased, getting comfortable in his lap. “Oh yeah, sure.” He never properly responded, you noticed, though he did resume his game. By now you were just laying across the couch, using him as a pillow. He was focused on his game, so you took the chance to stare at him. You took in his handsome features, smiling at the little things he did with his face as he focused. He had such beautiful brown eyes, you thought.

At some point both of you had started singing along to the music. It was nice. Just you, the music, and the rain. You were still staring at him, and he was still focused on the game, but it felt comfier. Like this was where you both were meant to be.

“Y/N?” The streamer whispered, pausing his game and locking eyes with you. He had a playful and curious look on his face. “Yes, Sapnap?” You responded, using his screen name. You preferred it over his real name because you helped him pick it out. “Why is your hand…?”

You had at some point reached up to touch his stubble. You were tracing his jawline. “O-oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t even notice.”

You dropped your hand, and he caught your wrist gently. “No it’s fine… I kinda liked it,” your neighbor admitted. He pulled your hand back up to his face and softly pressed your hand against his cheek, leaning into it subconsciously. His eyes closed happily.

Taking this as a good sign, you decided to shoot your shot. “Sap,” you started in a soft voice, keeping your hand on his face. (He looked cute.) “Yeah?”

You waited for him to open his eyes again before sitting up. “I’ve been hardcore crushing on you for a year now. You’re a really good friend, and I’m okay with it staying that way, I just wanted you to-“

You didn’t get to finish speaking, as the man had leaned forward to plant a kiss on your forehead. “I’ve liked you the entire time,” he whispered. He rested his forehead on yours, cupping your cheek in his hand. “I’m going to kiss you. For real this time,” he warned, giving you a second to back out. When you stayed still, he leaned in and kissed you. It was the softest and most caring kiss you’d ever received. And over much too soon, in your opinion.

You kissed him again, holding the kiss, and let him position you to sit on his lap. It was an innocent movement, and you liked that he was so nice about it. “I am deeply in love with you,” you mumbled sheepishly, hiding your face in his shoulder. Sapnap laughed. “I love you too, Y/N.”

[ador3him]

DreamTeam (any of them) x Fem!Reader

Have you seen that TikTok trend where girls use a pheromone perfume to see how their boyfriends react? Well, what if Reader decides to try it out because she thinks the reactions are exaggerated, but in the end she thinks it was the best purchase of the month

-🦝

pairing: Dream team x reader

requested? Yesss by 🦝 anon

authors note: I LOVE THIS IDEA

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DREAM

Dream smelt it straight away, you came out from your shared bedroom after getting ready and sat with him on the couch. "Is that a new perfume, baby?" He asks smelling your neck and wrists. You hummed in response and turned on the tv. "Hold on, c'mere," he pulls you into his lap and continues to smell you. "It's so good, baby," he says placing kisses on your neck. "Really?" You ask a bit bewildered. "Yeah, you gotta keep wearing this." He says giving you a kiss on the lips. You nod in response and go to sit next to him but his arms prohibit you. One arm was around your waist and the other grabbed your thigh. "Dream," you whined. "No you're not moving," dream shook his head and dipped it down giving you another sloppy kiss on the lips.

GEORGE

George was sleeping when you came into your room and laid down next to him. You had put the perfume on before hand and wanted to see what it would do. You began to run your fingers through his messy bed hair. "hi love," he groggily mumbled out. "You smell so good," he said pulling you with one of his arms closer. "Do I?" You tease slightly. He nodded and placed a kiss on your cheek. You stop playing with his hair and move down to stroke his cheek. "Wow," he says at the smell. "You know how you wanted to go away this weekend?" He asked opening his eyes. You nod. "Go grab my wallet and book the tickets, love," he smiles.

SAPNAP (kinda NSFW?)

"chat, be nice my girlfriend is coming in to say hi," sapnap warned his stream as you walked into his streaming room. You wave softly at the camera not really acknowledging your boyfriend. "Hold on I'm going to mute really quick," he says softly and clicked mute. "Hi, Peaches," he says rubbing his hands up and down your waist. You dip your head down and give him a quick peck, nothing too raunchy as he was live. "You look beautiful," sapnap smiles brightly at you. "Thank you," you mumbled blushing. "You smell amazing as well, new perfume?" He asks breathing in deeply. "I guess you could say that," you smile. "damn it's good, could bend you over and take you right here," he groans. "Do it then," you tease jokingly. He laughs and unmutes himself. "Chat, I'm really sorry to cut this stream short but I need to go. See you guys next time." Your mouth is agape when he finishes the stream and turns to you. "Bend over and pull down your panties, peach,"

[shakirawastaken]

dsmp if... you were a romance trope

i got inspiration (sapnap, dream, george, karl, quackiy, wilbur) 

sapnap (hockey x figure skater): - im in the middle of heartbreaker rn and SHUT UP - i LOVE THIS TROPE - IM NOT EVEN A FIGURE SKATER I DO TAEKWONDO BUT I STILL FROTH OVER THIS SHIT - and then in addition to that one tommyinnit is a figure skater and everyone else is on a hockey team “ice these hurts” or smt h like that - i love this trope. - anyway i think that this trope comes hand in hand with enemies to lovers - his hockey team and ur figure skating group are at the same winter sports competiton - and you have to share a rink - booooo - so everyday you end practice with the sight of a bunch of hockey buffs roughhousing in the stands, waiting for you to finish - and everyday a certain brunette one sneers and smirks at you as you walk off the ice - “had a nice practice ice queen/king?” he asks you teasingly - “shut up, yeti” you mutter back gratingly as you bump your shoulder into his build as you pass him - and he comes up with a new one everyday - and you quip right back at him, unphased - one day, he comes into practice early just to spite you - what he wasn’t expecting is to see how good you actually were on the ice - he sat there like “ :O” and just watche dyou glide across the ice with what seemed like barely any effort - and he watched how passionate you were in your craft and the dance - and bro was whipped right then and there - so that day as you were leaving he said “you were amazing out there” and it took u jumpscared - you were like “no insult today?” - and he was like “dang, didnt know u liked them that much ;) but not today, not for something as beautiful as that” - and i think you can guess where it went from there... :)

 dream (ceo and employee romance):  - AKAIAKAKAHAKH TELL ME YOU SEE THE VISION - i mean hes a ceo alr so its like one step in the door you know - anyway hes a ceo - bro wears those fancy ass suits everyday and has like a wine cellar mini fridge shit thing in his office  - any way you pull up to his headquarters one day for like an interview and you were so fucking nervous  - you ran into him in the elevator (and no clue who he was) - and you basically vented to him for the 30 second elevator ride before scurrying off to your interview - bro didnt even get dreams name or anything - he kinda just smiled and wished you well as you ran away  - he thought you were so cute  - and you thought dude was hot as fuck  - anyway you got the JOB!! LETS GOO - the next day, your supervisor is like taking u around showing u the works - ....and you meet the ceo - its dream - and youre like :0 and he’s like  *smirk wink* ;) “hey” - and youre like “well fuck hes the ceo i cant be in love with him” - and you avoid him - but he makes it his life’s mission to get on ur radar - in the break room, in ur cubicle, in the cafeteria, in the parking lot man is ON YOU LIKE A MOTH TO A LIGHT - eventually he convinces you to go to fancy dinner - and WOW hes paying?? so that shit was FIREEEE - fancy wagyu steak and 102379182 year old wine i mean cmon - it was good ok - he asks you out after dinner and assures u ur job wont be at risk and everything - ba da bing ba da boom  - now youre dating happily and he spoils the FUCK outta you  - lmk if you want this one as a big fic with dialogue

george (neighbors): - tell me why whenever i have my delulu daydreams with george he’s always a neighbor - very much boy next door vibes - omg HES YOUR COLLEGE ROOMMATE NEXT DOOR - stoppppp - on move in day he pulls up with his family and u with urs and youre like - “hi ! nice to meet you im so exicted to move in!” and bros like “same!” - sometimes hes loud bc hes talking to his friends but you dont mind - hes a cs major and ur  whatever u want major - one day you decided to start singing  rlly loud while cleaning - ur singing taylor swift - and then george could hear you from the room next door to yours - so he writes up a little post it note that was like “loved the concert! when’s the next one?” and stuck in on your door - you found it and started mad blushign - you had a crush on him since day one awwww - anyways you two started communicating via post it notes and songs played loudly through the walls <3 - till one day you hear boyfriend by big time rush - and then you play girlfriend by avril lavigne back - and then he slips you a post it note under the door and you open the door before you could read it  - and its an unspoken like thing that you start dating - its so romantic how you can saw you guys starting dating because of taylor swift !!

quackity (academic rivals): - DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON THIS TROPE IT BRINGS ME LIFE ALRIGHT - alright - two law school students FIGHTING IT OUT ACADEMICALLY - you guys met in ur freshman year english class or some shit - clashed together in a discussion group - and its been game on since then - your texts with each other are flaunting texts - “hey alex, guess who got a 97 on the last midterm?” - “guess who got a 99 ;)” - over time, the texts started getting more and more hostile - people started to thing you two actually hated one another’s guts  - but in reality it was more for the thrill - but this continued throughout your law school careers - and you both become successful lawyers in the end!! - and when the headmaster calls you both into his office and says - “youre both valedictorian! congrats! you have to give a speech together” - well its like all the hatred faded away - you grinned and cheezed at each other before giving each other the biggest hug ever - so you both wrote a speech together - and soon the day of graduation came - and q goes at the end “i wouldn’t be here without the person who motivated me through it all, so thank you (y/n)” and youre like “hey man *sob* wtf *sob” - and you kiss him on the cheek and cheer to all the graduates  - after the ceremony he catches up to you in the parking lot, grabbing your wrist before you could go off with ur family - and blurts out word soup - and ur like what - and hes like “i really like you, and law school wouldn’t have been the same without you. can we be more than friends?” - and youre like “duhhh” and kiss him right there karl (best friends to lovers): - YOU ARE IN LOVE BY TAYLOR SWIFT  - that is the song for this SCENARIO - you two met when you were little kids in like first grade - your friends werent there on that day so you hung out with each other - hooked to the other since then and there - it was always “karl and you” and “you and karl” - you came as a packaged deal - through ups and downs you were there together - you graduated high school together and were going to the same college together now - while karl barely got into any romantic relationships, you seemed to be going through a few of them  - you were desperate for a love connection and honestly i aint blaming u - one day after a horrible date he came over to your dorm and u had an impromptu sleepover - you were in karls old shirt and some pajama pants and he was in his pajamas - and you two were just watching a movie together - before he turns to you abruptly, and you turn to look at him - and he’s like “you’re my best friend”  - and you saw a switch flip in him - since then, the dynamic between you two changed (for the better) - you became more flirty more touchy  - you started to act like you were a couple more and more - one day you saw him open his wallet to pull out his card  - and u saw that he has a picture of the two of you in his wallet - and then you knew that he was it for you - you ask him out that night - and hes so happy hes picking you up and spinning you around - <3 wilbur (musician x fan trope): - okay this is inspired by those tik toks that are like “did you see the way he looked at me” and its harry styles staring and eyeing down a fan in the audience like YES - and he’s a musician so it fits! - imagine lovejoy is like a HUGE HUGE Band so maybe this is in the future - anyways you and ur friend go to a lovejoy concert - for the sake of the story, youre not that big a fan of lovejoy just familiar with hits like sex sells and one day - the whole time ur friend is like “theyre so good hes so good its all so good” - you two end up a few rows from barricade  - and you and ur friend start screaming it up as you should - youre not oblivious to the way the lead singer keeps looking over in your direction, winking and smiling - imagine a sweaty, singing wilbur glancing over at you during sex sells and giving you a smile as he rasps out “you know sex sells i know that” - brb ascending to heaven - anyway a time comes when he stops to speak to the audience - he wastes no time - he struts over to your side of the stage and points at you  - “what’s your name?” - and you scream it at him - “what a lovely name!” - the crowd cheers - “ahre you single?” he asks with a grin on his face - the grin grows when u nod at him - “give me ur number!?” he asks and you nod at him as ur friend is dying next to you - he gestures u and ur friend to the front of the stage by the barricade  - and he passes you a marker and make syou WRITE YOUR NUMBER ON HIS GUITAR OR HIS SHIRT OR SOMETHING - oh yeahh go you go you thank yoU! let me know if you want any of these to become a bigger story/imagine and LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A PART 2 WITH OTHER PEOPLE :D reblogs appreciated

[skeleton-bees]

WHY ARE WE NOT TALKING ABOUT THESE

BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE WE SHOULD BE LIKE JESUS CHRIST

[nikaizkool]

bro ur insecure bf hcs were really cool 😭‼️ but i’m kinda wanna know what u were gonna write for lying gf hcs 🫣🫣 soo like mayhe if u wanna write them 😪😪 if u wanna no pressure 👍🏻👍🏻

👍👍👍 I don’t rlly have a life so 🤭🤭🤭

Dtk + tnt duo x lying gf

•Dream

Skeptical when you lie about something serious “are you lying my dear?” When you deny he acts dumb about everything (it’s hella annoying) until you confess about the lying

•George

Oblivious his dumbass doesn’t care just as long as your alright but sometimes if he is bothered by a lie coz he knows it’s a lie he’ll take hide your stuff and give you the silent treatment

•Sapnap

Very unbothered by lies, he’ll lie right back to your face.

•Karl

Confront you with the sweetest smile basically guilt tripping you into telling the truth

•Wilbur

He’ll like George he’ll give you the silent treatment and pay more attention to his phone than you.

•Quackity

Dramatic. “HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME” that kinda stuff. He’d still love you tho, unless you lied about where your going and who was going

[n04hfiction]

I KNOW WE'RE NOT MOOTS BUT I HAVE SAPNAP BRAINROT AND YOU SEEM NICE

BROO NOT MOOTS MY ASS, NOW WE ARE :)

we also don’t gotta be moots for requests just a fyi

also since you didn’t specify what you wanted i just did relationship head canons :)

sapnap x reader hcs

ass smacker, without a doubt, he especially runs when he does it. he’ll like smack it as hard as he can and just bolt away

screaming matches. are a. must. there’s something for y’all to argue about, especially when it’s something stupid, and y’all are gonna scream in the middle of your shared kitchen about naruto as loud as you can in the most loving way ever.

random water balloon fights are also a must… but in the rain!!!

will scream in the most pitchy voice taylor swift songs in the car. he also hogs the passenger seat because he’s a little shit so hope you can drive

[hello-goodbye123433]

Day 1 of trying to convince people to read my silly little DSMP fanfic by posting memes

Oppositional Forces / Broken Bonds (May Never Heal) - Chapter 1 - Hello_goodbye123433 - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]

[dreamie-snf]

sapnap and george pretend to be so uncomfortable when the other is touching them, but they secretly love it when the other is so clingy and needy. They both love when the other man wants them, and they love giving each other the affection they both want. Sometimes they cringe away from the other, pretending to not like the physical touch, but then it turns into wrestling and ends in a make out session with their limbs all tangled up together. They both love each other so much more than they'd ever admit out loud, but it doesn't matter because they don't even have to say anything. Sapnap knows how much George loves him just from the way the Brit looks at him and constantly teases him, and George knows Sapnap loves him because of the way he says his name and the way he's always seeking the older man's company. They can pretend to hate each other all they want, and people can say whatever they want about their relationship, but none of that matters because the love they hold for each other overpowers all of it 🧡💙

[ilovesapnappy]

looking for moots!

Hiii! Im a new fanfiction writer (for sapnap and dsmp.) My work will be revolving sapnap and some other mcyt! I have experience with wiriting fanfictions (used to be a bts writer with 1k but retired)! Please send me requests and i will try and get back to you as soon as possible.

about me:

My name is amai, (not real name) and my pronouns are she/her. I am bisexual and have autism. (not self diagnosed.) I got into dsmp around march of 2023 due to curiosity and i quicky got into the dream team. My hyperfixation is sapnap, but i wont only write about him, however most of my posts will be about him.

things to know:

Please dont request any mcyt under the age of 18 or have discussed they are uncomfortable with the topic you requested. Im extremely flexible but please dont put me in situations like that >.<

i am okay with doing fanfictions about little space! but please dont request anything to do with ddlg or ddlb or anything regarding that sort of kink. I will not be doing that.

please be atleast 18 years old when reading my posts. Anyone under that age will be kindly softblocked or blocked.

im okay with writing smut! Here are some kinks i have experience with writing: degration, praise, switch!cc, dom!cc, sub!cc, fwb, breeding, peeing (as in the person holding back your bladder, NOT as in digesting.) Again i am extremely fexible so i will most likely be okay with writing.

Thank you so much for reading. sharing would be highly appreciated!

[dreamwasnotaken]

MOWWWWW MOWWW MOWWW MY KITTY’S GOING CRAZYYY

[poisonous-lemonade]

HII HOW ARE YOU DOING??

Anyways I will be sending you a lot of quackity prompts because I’m a huge simp (hope you don’t mind)

But anyways

Quackity x male reader but he has a FAT CRUSH on reader but reader is completely oblivious and quackitys friends tease him but reader is STILL OBLIVIOUS ASF

Anyways I understand if u don’t wanna do it dw

A/N: Woah there Bee, take a breath, these will take a while, but they will be done

Quackity Quandary: How to Get Noticed by an Oblivious Crush

"Quackity, Jesus, man, is he that bad?" Badboyhalo asked as he sat across from him, a cup of coffee in his hand.

See, Quackity had this problem, well, his crush had this problem at just completely being oblivious to his advances, every advance shut down because he couldn't pick up on them.

"Yes, Bad, it is that bad!" Quackity groan, his face in his hands.

"He can't be that oblivious, I'm sure he has to pick up on it soon," Bad thought, giving Quackity a reassuring smile as he sipped his drink. "Besides, you're meeting up with him, right? For a date?" Quackity groaned at the reminder.

"Yeah, Bad, that's the problem, Y/n, he-"

"Y/N thinks that Quackity just wants to hang out with him and doesn't see it as a date." Skeppy laughed from next to Bad, causing Quackity to roll his eyes with a loud groan.

"Oh! Well, I, I guess that's not good, but I'm sure it'll turn out fine!" Bad stumbled over his words with a small nervous smile.

"Yeah, but Quackity is too pussy to do anything about it," Sapnap said, walking in from the kitchen.

"Hey! Language-"

"Besides, Y/N thinks that you're just teasing him, you know, playfully flirting with him." Sapnap pointed down, sitting down next to Quackity, ignoring Bad's light scolding.

"But how can I get that to stop!?"

"You don't, you just learn to deal with it and move on." Skeppy shrugs, stealing a glance at Sapnap. "Or, you could-"

"Just tell him." Sapnap finished Skeppy's thought before both burst out laughing.

"Hey! Come on guys! Don't be so rude!" Bad scolds with a small scoff, reaching to hold Quackity's hand. "Ignore them, I'm sure he can't be as bad as you say."

"Oh, he is! Remember that one time!?" Skeppy playfully teased with his laughter. "It was so funny, Quackity and Y/N were just "hanging out" and then Quackity-"

"Hugged him and Y/N just said, "Stop hugging me, I'm trying to pick out George's birthday present"?!" Sapnap finished, both continuing to laugh painfully as Quackity's face turned red.

"You said you wouldn't bring that up! And you told Skeppy?!" Quackity groaned, Bad also trying to hold back his laughter and be a good friend.

"I'm sure that was just a one-time thing, I'm sure it was just really close to George's birthday and-"

"Bad, just stop, please." Quackity cut him off with a deep sigh, fixing his beanie subconsciously. "It wasn't-"

"2 months, actually," Skeppy spoke up through laughter, causing Bad to stifle his laugh more harshly this time.

"Oh, well, that, uh, that's-" Bad let out a small huff of a laugh, covering his mouth before continuing to laugh. "I-I'm so, so sorry, that's just-" Bad cut himself off as he continued to stifle his laughter.

"Bad! Come on! Help me, man!" Quackity groaned. "God! Why does he have to be so, so him!?" Quackity stood up from the couch, walking out of the house as his friends still laughed, although it had died down a little. "Forgot this, I'm leaving."

"Wait, Quackity! Come back! We still need to talk about the time you fumbled to bag so hard!" Sapnap laughed before he was cut off by Quackity slamming the front door shut.

He was sure if it wasn't him in this situation, he would laugh too, but it was him so he couldn't help but feel a bit of playful betrayal, it was the only way he could describe it. So he sighed, picking up his pride as he walked home, his ride was Sapnap but there wasn't any way he was riding home with him now. But God he wishes he did.

"Quackity?" A voice said with a confused brow raised. He stopped and looked up from his pity party to catch the eyes of you with his.

"Y/N?" He asked, almost frozen in shock before shaking himself out of it. "What, what are you doing? Walking, I mean?"

"Well, Bad texted me, said to come over to his because you needed to tell me something? Did something happen in between that time?"

"Bad texted you!?" He asked with a small but quite sharp breath. "When!?" He asked.

"Um, not long ago, like 20 minutes?" You said with a small shrug, walking closer to Quackity. "I'm guessing it didn't work out then?" Quackity sighed and shook his head.

"No, no, I guess, you, you are right." He said, cursing internally as he finished his words. "I should get going, I need to get home."

"Well let me walk you, I really only came over because of you so I might as well walk you home." And there was your stupid way of talking about him like you loved him.

"No, no, it's fine, I'm sure Bad is still waiting for you."

"He can wait, I want to make sure you make it home safe." You had a way with words that Quackity couldn't describe and it physically hurt him trying too.

"No, Y/N, it's fine, I got this," Quackity said, shaking his head and walking around you, a bright blush filling his cheeks as he continued to walk away.

In all honestly, he wasn't expecting much or anything at all, but it just had to be you, it had to be you he ran into, it always lead back to you, and like everything else, you had to have the last words.

"Alright, I love you, text me when you make it home safe."

Quackity paused at Y/N's words, snapping his head around to see that you were already walking away like those words did not just leave your mouth. Was it always that easy? What the fuck!?