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awkwardtickleetoo · 2 years ago

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hello everyone!!

so a little while ago mushie made a concept most centered around sap’s thighs/hips with small hcs of what george, dream, and karl would each do if they had access to them, and i decided to write small little ficlets/drabbles about those concepts!!

the george one is abut 750 words, the dream one is about 780 words, and the karl one is actually exactly 1.1k words because… i simply cannot help myself when it comes to karlnap i must write for forever with them im sorry i must

based on this post from @mushiewrites

enjoy!!

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(lee!sapnap with ler!george)

“NOHOHOHO!” Sapnap’s shrill scream rang against the walls of George’s office, falling on deaf ears despite his efforts to get through to his assailant. “GEOHOHORGE, STOHOP–” He demanded, though the desperation of his raspy laughter made him sound significantly less threatening than he’d hoped for.

“Hmmm… nah,” George denied, grabbing Sapnap’s hips when he threw his body to the side. “Nope! I’m not done with you yet, you little idiot.” He lightly scolded, harshly pulling Sapnap back towards him and digging his thumbs into the crease of his hips and thighs. Sapnap squealed, his hands flying forward from where they were yanking at George’s wrists, grabbing onto his forearms to steady himself.

“WHYHYHYHY!?” Sapnap replied, still just as confused about his situation as he was when the attack started– barely two minutes prior, when he knocked on George’s bedroom door and pushed it open after receiving a text from the older man asking for his help with a project.

It only took a few seconds of him being in the room for George to act on his sudden crazed urge to destroy him. Before Sapnap knew it, George’s hands were latched onto his hips, squeezing around the bones, over his upper thighs, and now, digging harshly into the spot where his hips and thighs met with a special kind of cruelty Sapnap had been the victim of many times before at the hands of the elder, reserved for when he truly wanted Sapnap to suffer.

“WHAHAHAT– whahat dihihihid I DOHOHO?!” Sapnap continued when he was given no response, feeling his knees grow weaker the longer George’s stupid thumbs kept digging into such an incredibly sensitive spot.

“What did you do? Oh, nothing. I just haven’t tortured you like this in a while, I’m worried you’re forgetting your place,” George explained casually, as if he was just explaining what he had for breakfast that morning, and Sapnap could feel his mind reeling at the response, his breath catching in his throat and making him feel dizzy.

“WHAHAT– thehe f-FUHUHUCK–“ Sapnap struggled, in disbelief at what he was hearing. His hands jumped down to George’s wrists again, before he felt his knees give out on him entirely and buckle underneath him. He whined through this laughter when he felt himself falling, grabbing onto George’s shoulders in an attempt to keep himself standing, but George wasn’t about to let him off that easily.

He took a small step forward, leaning more into Sapnap, and he suddenly shot his hands up to his sides to give two quick squeezes. George returned to drilling into his previous spot immediately after, but the squeeze worked exactly as he intended it to and nearly folded Sapnap in half. He yelped once again, jerking forward into George, losing his footing and sinking down to the ground. George followed him down, even as he fell onto his back and curled his legs to his chest, worming his hands in between his thighs and hips to continue his cruel, merciless digging.

“NAHAHAHA! GEOHOHORGE, PLEHEHEHEASE!” Sapnap begged, shaking his head wildly, pulling desperately with unsteady hands at George’s wrists, one last helpless attempt to get him to relent and stop the borderline evil tickling technique.

He could feel his chest burning with every breath he took, his lungs begging for air, begging for a break, begging for any kind of reprieve, but that feeling never came. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes, even as he kept them squeezed shut, and he could feel how red and hot his face was from how hard he was laughing.

“PLEHEHEASE– OKAHAHAY! OKAHAY, OHOKAY, MEHEHERCYHY, PLEHEASE!” Sapnap conceded, hitting George’s forearm with the tips of his fingers rapidly to get him to pay attention. George giggled above him, pulling his hands away from the smaller man’s hips and resting them gently on his knees while he caught his breath. After what felt like hours of recovery, he asked, “Whahahat… whahat the fuhuhuck… was thahat fohohohor…”

“It wasn’t for anything. I already told you that, stupid. I just felt like destroying you,” George explained, just as casually as he had the first time. Sapnap groaned again, trailing off into a whine at the end, slamming his hands over his face and curling up on his side. George giggled again, sitting cross legged on the floor and rubbing his hand up and down Sapnap’s back to help soothe him through his residual giggles as he calmed himself down from the torture he’d been put through.

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(lee!sapnap with ler!dream)

“Dreheam!” Sapnap giggled, feeling the butterflies rise up in his chest as he pressed his back into the wall behind him. He pinched his elbows into his sides, his fingers still curled up into fists, prepared to reach out for Dream’s wrists at any time. His shoulders stayed tense as well, and he shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut through his happy giggles. “Drehehe– thihihi– yohou–“

“What’s wrong?” Dream asked, voice low and teasing, rumbling through both of their chests and vibrating against the inside of Sapnap’s ribcage due to the way Dream was looming over him and leaning into his space. Sapnap giggled again, tensing his arms more, pressing himself further against the wall.

“Juhuhust–!” Sapnap protested further, his hands finally shooting forward and gripping harshly onto Dream’s forearms when the taller man rested his knee in between Sapnap’s thighs. The smaller man gasped, his eyes shooting down to the offending limb, forced to stand up on his toes as Dream pushed his thighs further out. “Dr- Dreheheam! Stohohohop! Let- lehet me dohown!”

“I can’t! It’s not my fault you’re so tiny!” Dream defended, making Sapnap gawk at him in disbelief before falling into sudden bright giggles as hands found their way back to his hips, squeezing just above the bones. Dream giggled along with him, looking down at him fondly as Sapnap continued to let out squeaks and strained chuckles the more Dream’s long fingers curled and squeezed around his hips.

“I– ah! Ihihit’s nohot like ihit’s my– hehe– fahahault ei-eitheher–!”

“Shhh,” Dream interrupted Sapnap’s response, making Sapnap scrunch up his nose and shake his head through his laughter. “I’m busy.”

“Y-yohohou ahare noho-OHOT– NOHO, DREHEHEAM!” Sapnap’s laughter grew much more frantic when Dream yanked his arms out of Sapnap’s grip and reached down to pinch and scratch at his inner thighs, Sapnap moved his hands to Dream’s shoulders, needing some way to steady himself so he didn’t lose his balance completely. “DREHEAM, stohohop! Nohoho, oh my gohohod, Dreheam, dohohon’t!” Sapnap pleaded, looking up at Dream in a last ditch effort to reason with him.

The smirk he was met with in response told him all he needed to know.

“Too late, I’ve already started,” Dream said with a smile, leaning in to speak closer to Sapnap just as he had done earlier, his voice still rumbling through Sapnap’s bones, making his chest feel just about as rattled as if someone had dumped a box of rainbow sprinkles inside his body.

“Nohoho, Dreheam, nohohoho!” Sapnap whined, protesting more frantically now, but letting himself fall forward to press his face into Dream’s shoulder when the pinching fingers and scratching nails returned to his thighs. He attempted to close his legs, to squeeze his thighs together to dislodge the cruel hands, but with Dream’s leg between his it was impossible for him to get anywhere. He was completely trapped, barely able to shift his legs at all, only able to push himself further forward into Dream or backwards into the wall, neither option really assisting him much. “DREHEHEAM! Plehehease, I cahahan’t!” He pleaded, trying to reach one hand down to bat at Dream’s, but finding he would have to lean down too far and almost lose his balance in order to even reach him properly. He settled on burying his face in Dream’s shoulder, gripping his bicep tightly with one hand and resting the other on the knee between his own legs. “Thihihihis is so STUHUPIHIHID!”

“Is it stupid? I think it’s adorable.”

“DREHEHEHEAM!” Dream laughed at his response, but he could hear the strain on his voice and feel the way his squirming– the little amount he could do– was growing more desperate, and he knew it was time to bring this to a close…

…but he really didn’t want to.

So, instead, he slowed his hands down and brought them up to hold Sapnap’s sides, giving him a few seconds to breathe and pulling back his leg so the smaller boy could stand on flat ground again. Then, after he seemed relaxed enough, Dream suddenly leaned down and wrapped his arms around Sapnap’s hips, quickly picking him up off the ground and throwing him over his shoulder.

“OH, FUCK– DREAM?!” Sapnap yelped, grabbing onto Dream’s shoulders for stability, both boys giggling when Sapnap was suddenly thrown onto Dream’s bed, the older boy kneeling between his thighs and looming over him in seconds. “Oh, NO! Dream, no, don’t do anything, I know what you’re planning, don’t do anyth–ING, FUCK, NAHAHAHA–!” He tried to plead, but Dream simply latched his hands back onto Sapnap’s inner thighs, squeezing up and down until the boy was lost in desperate laughter once again.

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(lee!sapnap with ler!karl)

“I’ll be right back, I have to go make a call really quick,” George began, pushing himself off the couch and walking towards the stairs.

“Bro thinks he’s important,” Sapnap teased in response.

“It’s Dream, idiot.”

“Oh, so bro’s just in love.”

“Bleh,” George mocked, sticking out his tongue and scrunching up his nose as he did so.

“Bleh,” Sapnap bit back, making the older boy smile before he scampered up the stairs. Sapnap chuckled at their behavior, turning to settle back into his spot on the couch.

Whatever Sapnap had expected when he turned around, it was not Karl sitting practically on top of him, his face a few inches away from Sapnap’s. He jumped, not expecting Karl to be that close to him, his eyes widening as he took in Karl’s wide smile and adoring eyes.

“Uh… hi?” Sapnap began, locking his phone and putting it down on his lap.

“Hi, handsome,” Karl said back, his smile widening as his head cocked to the side slightly, offering no additional explanation.

“Uh… whatcha doin’?” He asked in confusion, pulling his legs in, unable to do anything about them being pressed against Karl’s chest.

“Just looking at you.” Karl shifted closer, pressing Sapnap further into the corner of the couch, essentially trapping him there as he rested his hands on Sapnap’s knees and his chin on the back of his hands. Sapnap giggled, feeling a soft blush rise to his cheeks, nervous butterflies fluttering in his tummy, the way they always did when he was around Karl.

“O… kay?” Sapnap questioned, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. Karl moved his hands forward, sliding them up Sapnap’s thighs, pushing the legs of his shorts up and gently trailing his nails over Sapnap’s skin, dragging them up and down, from above his knees to the bottoms of the newly exposed legs of his boxers. He flinched at the feeling, giggling nervously. “Hehehey, wha–what is thahahat fohor?”

“Just wanna,” Karl explained unhelpfully, giggling as Sapnap bit his lip and looked anywhere but at Karl. “I like when you get all nervous like this. It’s cute. You don’t get like this with anyone else.”

“Ihihihi– thahaha–” Sapnap giggled, and he had no doubt his face was bright red with how much it was burning. His knees pushed further against Karl’s chest, but Karl only used this to his advantage, forming his hands into more firm claw shapes and scratching his nails more deliberately, over the tops and outsides of his thighs. Sapnap gasped, jumping at the new sensation, his toes curling against the couch cushion underneath him as he let out a soft whimper. “Ihihit’s juhuhust ‘cahause it's yohou…” He said, his voice growing whiny at the end, feeling the cogs in his brain turning slower as Karl clouded his mind with warmth and fogginess.

“Yeah?” Karl questioned, chuckling softly as Sapnap nodded. “Well, aren’t you just the cutest little thing ever?” Karl teased, earning a groan from the boy in front of him.

“Okahayyy, shuhuhut uhuhup, thahat’s enohough from yohohou,” Sapnap protested with a dramatic eye roll, pushing up against the couch to try and get himself out of the corner he was trapped in, but Karl seemed to have other plans. Suddenly, there were hands attached to the tops of his thighs once more, now squeezing up and down the length of them and migrating up towards his hips. Sapnap’s jumping and flinching increased heavily, his legs shaking under Karl’s hands, one hand reaching out to Karl’s arm for support and the other coming up to cover part of his face. “NAHA– Kahaharl, nohohoho!” Sapnap shook his head as he protested, and Karl looked at him with wide eyes and a smile– an expression Sapnap barely caught through the half-second or eye contact he gave Karl before looking away again.

“This is good, isn’t it, angel?” Karl asked, making Sapnap whine again. He pushed further, pressing in just enough for Sapnap to feel it once he reached the junction between his hips and thighs. Sapnap squealed and jumped, sliding down the couch slightly, throwing his head back against the pillows and squeezing his eyes shut. “Oh, that’s a bad spot for you, sweet boy, I know it is.”

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP?!” Sapnap complained, reaching down to pull at Karl’s wrists when they squeezed there a few more times before moving up to the spot above his hips. “NOHOHO, Kahaharl, plehehehease!” Sapnap pleaded, jolting again, pushing himself against the back of the couch enough to tilt the hat on his head to the side.

Karl pulled his hands back and broke into laughter himself, resting his hands on the sides of Sapnap’s thighs again and leaning his forehead against his knees. Both boys were lost in hysterical laughter for what felt like hours, leaning in to each other and catching their breaths only to fall into more giggles seconds later. Sapnap threw his hands over his face, hiding his blush as much as he could, until Karl softly pulled his wrists down to uncover his face again.

“Nohoho, Karl–” Sapnap whined, but he kept his hands away when Karl let them go to fix the boy's hat for him. He giggled again, biting his lip as he looked up at Karl. “Thahank you…” He said bashfully, sliding himself back up so sit cross-legged in his original position in the couch.

“Of course, cutie. Gotta make sure my little man is all happy,” Karl said as he cupped Sapnap’s blushing face, and Sapnap’s smile grew wide enough to scrunch up his face as he giggled again.

“Are you guys done being annoying now? Is it safe for me to sit down again?” A voice came from behind them, and both boys whipped around to see George standing at the base of the stairs, arms crossed, shoulder against the wall as if he’d been waiting a while.

“H-how much did you see?” Sapnap asked, feeling the embarrassment creep in again, only slightly calming when Karl’s hand began to play with the hair in the back of his head to soothe him.

“Enough,” George said as he walked over and plopped himself down on the couch. “All I’ll say is that I found that spot first. So I'm winning,” He finished, casually taking out his phone and scrolling like nothing had just happened. Sapnap whined, leaning forward and hiding his face in Karl’s neck, throwing his arms around his waist and pulling him in close. Karl giggled, wrapping his arms around Sapnap as well, continuing to play with his hair as they both relaxed back into the couch.

#lee!sapnap #ler!george #ler!dream #ler!karl #cals writing #concepts / ideas #mushiewrites #only bc they came from the original post #anyway i love these they’re so fun and cute

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wishitweresummer · 2 years ago

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~~Drabble/Ficlet Masterpost~~

My main masterpost hit the link limit so I’m moving my small stuff over here <33

Re-uniting in Las Vegas - switch!Dream x switch!George - DNF

Accidental Tickles (@sleepy--anon concept) - lee!Sapnap x ler!Karl - Platonic Karlnap

Upside-Down Tickles - lee!George x ler!Sapnap - Dream Team

Upside-Down Tickles Part Two - lee!Sapnap x ler!George x ler!Dream - Dream Team

“Tickle Game” - lee!Sapnap x ler!Dream x ler!George - Dream Team

“That’s so much worse!” (@sleepy--anon concept) - lee!George x ler!Dream x ler!Sapnap - Dream Team

Dream Team Camping Scenarios - switch!Dream x switch!George x switch!Sapnap - Dream Team

Sapnap Birthday Tickle/Fluff Scenarios - lee!Sapnap - DTQK

George’s Exorcism (@sleepy--anon concept) - lee!George x ler!Dream x ler!Sapnap - Dream Team

Squid Craft Day Five - lee!Dream x ler!George - Dream Team

Group Picture (Streamer Awards Ficlet) - lee!George x ler!Sapnap - Banter Boys and Foolish

Guitar Pick Tickling (@mushiewrites concept) - lee!George x ler!Karl - Banter Boys

Madrid Stream Ficlet - lee!George x ler!Dream - DNF

Fun With Make-Up - switch!George x switch!Dream - Platonic DNF

Peek-A-Boo! (Dream Space Ficlet) - lee!Dream x ler!George - Platonic DNF

Seating Arrangements (Everest Music Video Ficlet - lee!Amouranth x ler!George - Dream Team and Amouranth

“Foot Check!” - lee!Sapnap x ler!Dream x ler!George - DNN

Post-Workout Massage (Glass House Chp 4 Bonus Scene) - lee!Sapnap x ler!George ft. Dream - Dream Team

Hiccups (Self-Insert Sapnap) - lee!Y/N x ler!Sapnap

Hoodie Tickles (@sleepy--anon concept) - lee!Dream x ler!Sapnap x ler!George - Dream Team

Dream Team and Karlnapity Stuck Tickle Scenarios ( @sleepy--anon concept)

DNF Hurricane Milton - lee!George x ler!Dream - Platonic DNF ( anon concept)

Sapnap’s Worm TikTok - lee!Sapnap x ler!Dream - Dream Team ( drabble )

#summer drabbles #wishitweresummer #mcyt tickle

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starlitt · 4 years ago

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Diary Excerpts of Karl Jacobs

March 20, 2021

The Other Side looks cool. I stayed there for a moment, it said I was home but after reading it I was back in Kinoko. Perhaps that’s why it asked to explore sometime and not now. I hope it’s as safe as it seems.

March 31, 2021

Sapnap keeps talking about someone named Quackity. Apparently we were all friends, or closer than such. I can’t quite remember anyone by that name, I just know Sapnap and George. Who’s Quackity?

May 7, 2021

Kinoko Kingdom is thriving! I’m excited to see what the future holds for our nation.

Sapnap keeps bringing up someone though. He’s always standing by the watch tower and doesn’t come down until it’s late past dinner. He always seems to be waiting for something, or someone?

October 13, 2021

We haven’t been able to travel the lands much. All Sapnap and I know are the premises of Kinoko Kingdom but I can’t go. It’s too much running a country. Maybe Sapnap can find the time to look around, see if we have any neighbours and such? If a situation ever arises it’d be good to have some alliances. I’ll be sure to talk to Sapnap about that.

October 22, 2021

He agreed! We’re both busy however so it may be a bit before he’s able to go but once he’s done planning out the military he’ll start exploring. I wonder if there’s any nations closeby we didnt run into somehow. It gets a bit lonely with George constantly asleep and Sapnap in the watch tower for most of the day.

November 26, 2021

Sapnap said he’s leaving in the morning to explore the lands. I won’t be going but he promises to bring me something.

November 27, 2021

He brought back my murderer. The man behind my death. He brought him back to the safety of my own Kingdom and had the audacity to tell me to hear him out. Why was he acting like I owed him anything? He was the reason I lost a life, if anything Sapnap should be hearing me out to tell him to leave!

November 28, 2021

Sapnap said the man’s name was Quackity. The name feels familiar and I almost caught myself smiling as I tried to recall where I knew him from. Oddly enough it wasn’t my death that my mind decided to wander off to in hopes of remembering that name but something I couldn’t quite understand.

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itsfeckinwimdy · 3 years ago

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*HONK*

c!Karlnapity x Reader (Romantic) (Soulmate au)

Reader Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: The quartet are soulmates and need help finding their way back to each other. What's better to help them than the Soulmate Goose Of Enforcement?

Warnings: Duck hybrid Quackity, Blaze hybrid (blazeborn) Sapnap, DSMP family canon, Y/n is Phil's kid and Wilbur sibling, angst, mentions of fighting, mention of war, mentions of exile, mention of previous death, ambiguous/open ending, and finally unconscious people who don't want tea.

Word Count: 5.3K (5379 words)

DSMP Masterlist

Published: 22/10/2022

(started writing: 29/05/2021, yes it has taken me over a year to finish this)

Everyone had a soulmate. Sometimes it was easier to find them and be with them. Other times it was more complex and took a bit of time for everything to fall in place.

At least, that's what Karl told himself. But if he was being truthful, it was partly his fault.

The brunette kept hiding secrets from the people he loved. He claimed it was to protect them and that he would tell them if they needed to know, but honestly, he was scared. He was scared his partners, well now ex-partners, would judge him, and that if he told someone about his memory problems it would only worsen. That he would have to face reality, that he would have to stop time travelling, that he would have to stop trying to find a way to fix everything, that he would have to stop before he lost all his memory. Before he lost his partners. His soulmates.

But a part of him knew it was too late.

The night before the Pogtopita-Manberg war, the four had holed themselves up inside George's castle, knowing that two of them would be fighting against the other two in the morning. It was something the four of them were trying not to think about, knowing there was a chance that any of them could be getting injured or losing a canon life.

The entirety of the quartet was tired. Quackity's wings were killing him from being buried under his shirt all day, Sapnap was itching to set something on fire, Karl was fidgety with nerves as he didn't want to fight tomorrow, in fact, none of them really did, and Y/n was cold from their bath they had taken to strip all of the soot and grime from their skin, due to Pogtopia not having the best living conditions.

Y/n's brother, Wilbur, and themself were the cause of all this mess. The two of them teamed up once he arrived on the server to cause chaos but ultimately made a power grab and created L'Manberg from a simple drug van and the shared thoughts and beliefs of others.

But then they lost it.

That caused the new leader to exile Y/n, Wilbur, and the teenager, Tommy, who looked up to Y/n and Wilbur as older sibling figures, knowing the three would fight for their country back, even if they no longer had any jurisdiction over it.

This led to them fleeing, Wilbur losing a canon life along the way as he dived in front of Y/n after Punz attempted to shoot his younger sibling. That night Punz feared for his life after Sapnap threatened to kill him if he ever tried to hurt his partner again.

After setting up base in an abandoned ravine, their dad's old friend Technoblade joined them, promising to help destroy the government.

Whilst planning for this upcoming war and having Tubbo as a spy, for which he, unfortunately, got executed, Y/n would try to spend as much time with their partners, that being difficult to do so as two of them lived in L'Manberg and Quackity was forced to work ridiculous hours for the drunken president.

Therefore, the castle became a safe haven for the four.

This led to Y/n spending most nights closer to the impending day of the war there. They were glad they could sleep in a proper bed with the people they loved, and that they got to have a break from the bickering between Wilbur and Tommy.

Noticing Karl fighting the urge to get up and start pacing again, Y/n shuffled closer to Sapnap, letting the blazeborn's naturally high body temperature warm them up, and they wrapped their arms around Karl's midsection, pulling him into their torso.

Reaching forwards, they managed to get Quackity to join to cuddle pile, Sapnap wrapping his arms around the three of them, or at least trying to.

That night, the four made a promise to always stick by each other's side and to never let each other go. To always talk and resolve problems and that they would be truthful to each other. After all, they were now fiancées.

As they made this promise, the sound of an achievement rang through their communicators.

'The Soulmate Bond' it simply read.

That night they knew it was meant to be.

But then again, that wasn't the right saying on this server. What was it again?

Oh yeah,

It was never meant to be.

Sapnap was worried. And he had every right to be.

First, it was Y/n. After the death of their brother, they had started to pull away from the other three, becoming seemingly distant and only really there at night to sleep, disappearing for hours on end.

Quackity had followed them one day only to find them sitting overlooking a cliff. Apparently, it was where Y/n first took Wilbur on the server, where the two saw their first sunset together. Y/n would sit there as the hours would pass, watching the point on the compass spin, it no longer pointing to their bother. They began to snap back into their old self after Quackity sat with them, becoming who they used to be but more willing to fight.

Then Tommy got exiled. Sapnap and Karl believed they already knew, therefore not bringing it up, and Quackity simply didn't tell them. That sparked one of the biggest arguments they had ever had.

Y/n stayed with Phil that night.

Everything seemed fine for a while, with Y/n coming back home and then the quartet creating Cedar Rapids. And then Ghostbur came back, making it easier for Y/n to move on. Everyone was happy.

But then came the butcher army. Y/n refused to let their dad be pushed around and stepped in, earning themselves house arrest, by orders of Quackity.

That night they left. Sapnap remembers the conversation he had with them before they went. It was seemingly normal, Y/n saying they were staying with Phil for a few days. Except they didn't.

It was two weeks later they returned, hearing that Technoblade had killed Quackity. They helped the stubborn duck with his recovery. The blazeborn remembers the amount of shouting and the arguments that happened that week.

Looking back, he should've stepped in more. But he couldn't have known what was going through Y/n's mind at the time.

See Y/n was planning to blow up L'Manberg again. To finish their brother's job. They had realised how corrupt it had become, now wanting to get rid of the power the people who ran it had.

Sapnap should've seen it coming.

After doomsday, there was the final argument. Tensions were still high, and Quackity still couldn't see why Y/n chose to blow it up. Why Y/n would choose the side of Technoblade. The side of Dream. They explained why though. How L'Manberg was originally a power grab. How it was their idea to blow it up in the first place and that they were just finishing what that had started.

Sapnap should've stopped the fight. He should've stopped it before the words tumbled out of Quackity's mouth, before Y/n and Quackity exploded on each other, before Y/n walked away for what he thought was good.

Everyone's heart broke a bit that night.

Second, it was Karl. He started to disappear for a few days at a time, and when he returned? It was like his brain was scattered, and then he'd started to forget stuff.

At the time Sap had chalked it down to Karl's already bad memory, to his forgetful nature that his fiancée had. It began as small things. Karl forgot what day it was, where he left his book, what time he was meant to be at a certain place, and whether or not he had a meeting with the rest of Manberg's cabinet that day. But then It got worse.

Looking back, Sapnap realised that there were some days when Karl wouldn't say his or their partner's names until someone else said them. He had just thought Karl was messing around at the time, him just being cute and just wanting to call them by pet names but looking back at it, he should've realised sooner.

He should've realised when Karl came up with the idea of creating a new place to live, Kinoko Kingdom, because he said Cedar Rapids held no significate importance to him. Before he said it held no real value and that it was just where he lived because Sapnap lived there. Not because Sapnap, Quackity, and Y/n lived there, but because Sapnap lived there.

He should've realised before Karl completely shut him out. Before Karl would hole himself up in his library which he was forbidden from going in. Before Karl would forget him completely and call him by a stranger's name.

He should've helped Karl sooner. His heart cracked again.

Third, it was Quackity.

See the duck hybrid was stubborn, there was no denying that. Sapnap learnt this early on. If Quackity had his mind set on doing something, then there was a small chance, a very minuscule chance at that, of getting him to change his mind, the chance decreasing if Quackity was the one with the power to do what he wanted to do.

One morning, Sapnap had woken up alone. Karl had gone off again, who knows where, Y/n had just left maybe four days ago, and now Quackity had disappeared.

It stayed like that for a month. Quackity and Y/n were nowhere to be found. Karl occasionally disappeared and returned with his memory shot. Sapnap, probably wouldn't have minded so much if Quackity had told him where he was going, but after another month of no contact?

His heart broke again.

And the worse thing was? Karl had no idea what Quackity or Y/n meant to all of them.

And Finally, it was himself.

He could feel himself slipping away. With Karl coming and going, and no word from either Y/n or Quackity, Sapnap was stuck.

It wasn't like he had anyone to go to. His brother was locked away in a heavily armed prison, rightfully so; his Aunt Puffy was busy trying to deal with the fact one of her sons was locked up and also trying to solve this problem with the egg; his dad had been possessed by said egg, and was currently trying to take over the server; and his best friend was in some sort of deep sleep, only occasionally waking up.

He didn't know how much longer he could be there for Karl. As much as it broke him to ever think about leaving the Jacobs boy, he didn't know if it was worth it anymore, not without his partners. His first love and his third.

He didn't know how he could continue like this.

About a month after the fight, Y/n wanted to go back. Even if everything wouldn't go back to normal, they still wanted to see them, to check that they were doing okay. Because if their partners, well ex-partners were okay, then they'd be okay.

Or at least that's what they kept telling themselves.

The day they went to leave, Y/n climbed down the ladder leading to their room, only to be met with their dad, Philza, in the main room. As they made their way towards the front door and began to pull their cloak on, he stopped them.

"What are you doing?" he asked, nursing the warm mug between his hands.

Y/n sighed, not wanting to have this conversation with their dad but knowing he wouldn't let him go without telling him first, "I'm heading to Cedar Rapids, why? Is something wrong?"

Phil's face fell slightly, "There's a blizzard. You won't be able to make it Y/n."

Y/n's face dropped, and their heart sank in their chest, "How long will it last?"

They hoped it wouldn't be more than a few days at most, however, they were wrong. They ended up spending the next month trapped in the Arctic, unable to get to where they needed to. Unable to apologise for the shit they said.

The day they were finally able to get to Cedar Rapids, it was empty. The land was barren, but the buildings still standing. Their shared house was empty of the majority of everyone's belongings, only a few of theirs and Quackitys left behind.

Where was everyone?

As they stumbled out of the house, tears trying not to fall from their eyes they hit a solid object. Their hands came up to steady themselves, something grabbing onto their biceps. Looking up they saw the face of one of their fiancées.

Pulling back from their grip, Y/n wiped away their tears, wrapping the arms around their torso curling in on themselves. Their fiancée's wings drooped in response and his arms dropped to his sides. The two noticed the obvious distance between them, both physically and emotionally.

Choosing to break the silence between them, Y/n spoke up, "Hey."

Quackity stood still, having an internal malfunction. He was trying not to say anything he didn't want to say, not wanting to screw up again. His wings tightened up behind him, the slits in his shirt allowing his wings to come through, as he stood defensively. His instincts were screaming at him to comfort Y/n.

"Hey."

Looking up at the duck hybrid, Y/n locked eyes with his, and anyone could practically see the awkwardness between the two.

"So, uh," Y/n began, eyes still locked with his, "How are you?"

Quackity's wings fluttered slightly, "I'm alright I guess?"

His response came out as a sort of question, confusing Y/n slightly but they choose not to question it.

"How're the others?"

Quackity paused and Y/n could see them visible tense and him trying to form an answer but not knowing what to say.

"Quackity?" Y/n began, taking a step closer to him, "What happened?"

Hopping through the nether portal, Y/n grabbed a bunch of snow and hurled it at the goose that was following them, it letting out an exasperated honk and flapping its wings in annoyance. They stood up letting out curse words at the animal, beginning their trek back to their shared home. The white feathered animal biting against Y/n’s cloak and pants, attempting to pull the human back towards the nether portal.

The door slammed shut as Y/n walked through it, shrugging off the snow that had landed on their cloak. It felt like their ears were ringing, their mind spinning even though they could see clearly.

"What do you mean you left?"

"I did exactly what they did. What you did-"

Phil looked concerned at them, wondering what had happened, as his kid nonchalantly discarded their cloak and bag.

"What do you mean by that, Q? Where's Sapnap and Karl anyway, shouldn't they be around?"

"Well I wouldn't know, I came back one day to get them only to find they had disappeared along with all their stuff and most of ours."

"What do you mean disappeared?"

Phil's confusion began to grow as he heard the patter of webbed feet on his floor.

"Like gone. I don't even know where they are."

"Y/n," Phil began, walking closer and seeing the white goose standing next to his child, the goose attempting to pull on his kid's pant leg, it hissing at them when they shooed it off, "What's that?"

"This?" Y/n looked down at the goose, letting out a hiss in response to it honking at them, "It's a goose. And it won't leave me alone." They began frustration seeping through their voice, "Apparently it won't die, no matter how many times you push it into lava. So now I'm guessing it's some sort of immortal being that's come to spite me for my wrongdoings."

Y/n turned and climbed the ladder to the upper part of the house, the goose nestling down by the stairs, ruffling its feathers before it seemingly began to settle down.

"It's a soulmate goose."

Philza's head snapped around to face the voice, him calming once he realised that it was only Kristin. She made her way towards him, resting her hand gently on his shoulder, Phil leaning into the touch he could barely feel.

"The soulmate goose of enforcement only appears when there is an obstacle a soulmate pairing needs help to overcome," She continued walking over to pet the goose before it vanished, "It seems as if our little crow needs some help after all."

Upstairs, Y/n stared out of their window, watching the snow gently fall as they played with the three rings that were attached to a necklace around their neck. Each one with an engraving that referred to each counterpart in their past relationship.

"What do we do?" Y/n asked sitting down next to Quackity on the ground. The duck hybrid had finally stopped pacing and was now frustratedly pulling strands of grass from the ground before throwing them down, "How are we meant to find them?"

"I don't know," He began, "I don't know. I just- I keep thinking if we hadn't... You know... Then everything would be okay."

The two looked down at the ground, not noticing the goose begin to materialise in the distance. The silence between them was awkward. Neither of them knew how to continue and say what they wanted to.

"I came to apologise," Y/n spoke up, beginning to rip grass up from the ground. "I tried to come a month ago, but then there was a storm. But-"

"It would've still been too late," Quackity cut them off. Y/n looked up at him only to see him staring at the ground, refusing to look at them. "I left because I thought you weren't coming back, and then I had this idea-"

"What do you mean you thought I wasn't coming back? Quackity, I made a promise and so did you and the others! That we'd never walk away. Ever."

"Well, I'm sorry for thinking that then! It's just after the shit we both said I thought you were leaving this time for good! That you'd finally given up on us!"

"Can we not argue for once?"

"Oh, says you."

He stood up, taking a few steps backwards, before groaning in disdain.

"What now?"

"That fucking Goose is back!" Quackity sighed out, "I swear, it won't leave me alone."

"Okay, and what does that have to do with finding Karl and Sapnap?"

"I don't know okay! It's just this fucking thing won't leave me alone and keeps trying to drag me through nether portals." Quackity sighed, clearly frustrated.

"I'm sorry," he grumbled out, "I'm not good with emotions sometimes."

"I know," Y/n replied before standing up and taking Quackity's hands in theirs, rubbing their thumbs on the back of his palms when he didn't object or try to pull away. "You'd think the blaze hybrid would be the most hot-headed out of the four of us. Turns out, he's the least."

Quackity let out a small smile at their words before enveloping them in his arms, his wings fluttering and encasing the two of them.

“We still need to work stuff out,” Y/n said, voice slightly muffled, from where their head was buried in Quackity’s shirt.

“I know sweetheart, I know.”

Sapnap was outside.

And he was touching grass.

This wasn’t unusual for the blaze hybrid, him liking to sit in the flower fields surrounding his house.

When Karl choose the leave Cedar Rapids, Sapnap couldn't help but follow him, not wanting to lose the last of his partners, even though it felt as if he had already gone. Like Karl had slipped through his fingers and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

He thinks that may be the reason why he subconsciously chose this place to live. The flower fields reminded him of the unproblematic childhood he had and the first home he knew.

The loud honk, which came from his left, startled him enough that he dropped the flower crown he was absentmindedly weaving, fire igniting around his horns. The amber flames swirled before dying down.

The goose waddled over to him, attempting to bite onto his sleeve and drag him. Sapnap attempted to swat him away only for the goose to hiss at him.

After a least a minute of this happening, Sapnap sighed at the animal before grabbing it over its wings and lifting it into his lap, the goose immediately settling down but now gnawing on his hand.

“Why do you have a Soulmate Goose?”

Sapnap didn't tear his eyes away from the creature that was nestled in his lap, it was still keen on trying to bite his fingers off.

“Nice to see you too Drista,” he said back, “What do you want?”

“To know why you have a soulmate goose? Duh?”

Spanap gave her a deadpan look, “Well I don’t know. Shouldn’t you know, aren’t you like a god or something?”

The teenager glared at him from where she was floating in the sky, “Just because you’re best friends with my brother doesn’t mean I like you.”

Sapnap rolled his eyes in response, returning to pet the animal in his lap, the softness of the feathers reminding him of the nights when Quackity would let them help preen his wings. The duck usually ends up curled up on his lap, his head on Sapnap’s chest listening to his heartbeat letting out soft chirps of appreciation. Sapnap's heart clenched at the memory.

The teenager let herself land on the ground, sitting down amongst the flowers as she stared to mess with the grass.

“My brother told me about them.”

“Who, Dream?”

“No, XD,” she glared back at him when he interrupted her, “He used to say that sometimes the humans would need help to be with their soulmate and that he and some of the other gods created this being that would help them, the people giving it its name.”

“The soulmate goose? Really?”

“That’s not its full name, idiot. It’s the Soulmate Goose of Enforcement,” Drista deadpanned. “Anyway, I wouldn’t have thought you would end up meeting it, you know. You get along so well with Karl, Quackity, and Y/n, therefore you wouldn’t- Oh.”

Sap looked down away from the teenager, returning to give the now quiet goose more pets.

“Yeah,” Sapnap whispered in response.

Feeling really awkward about the situation, the teenage god thought it would be best that she left, “I’m going to go and find Tommy, bye Snapchat!”

And with that, she teleported away leaving the blaze hybrid alone in the field.

Sapnap began to think about his choices again. About everything that had happened, about everything he didn’t say, about everything he could’ve, no should’ve done.

He knew he should’ve stepped in and stopped Y/n and Quackity from arguing. He knew he should’ve helped Karl more before he began to forget everything. He knew he should’ve helped himself, to stop himself from walking away from his home.

Yes, Kinoko Kingdom may be where he lived, it may be his, or partly his, but it wasn’t his home. Cedar Rapids was more his home, if anything, the Dream SMP was more of his home than this place.

His fiancées are his home, not here. Not anywhere else.

Not this place he ran to when he was scared. When he was terrified of losing the last person who meant something to him.

A few tears escaped his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away as the Goose in his lap let out another honk.

Unbeknownst to him, a figure started to approach him, coming to a stop a few feet in front of him, gentle cawing being heard a lot more.

“She was right you know,” The woman said, Sap looking up at the person standing in front of him, not recognising the figure. He tensed up, ready to fight the unknown person, but only if it came to it, "I didn't expect you four to have him."

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" he asked only for the woman to gently smile in response.

"I'm Kristin, Goddess of Death-"

"You're Y/n's mom," Sapnap interrupted.

"I am, amongst other things," Kristin sat down in front of the young adult, "It's nice to finally meet you Sapnap. Y/n talks about you quite a bit."

One of the few crows flying around came and hopped down on the ground between the two, dropping Kristin a shiny rock, letting the goddess pet them before flying off and joining the rest of its brethren.

"Sapnap," Kristin began, letting the blaze focus his attention back on her, "The best thing I could do is give you advice. Don't spend time dwelling on what needs to be done. Go, find Y/n and Quackity, and talk. If you keep bottling up your feelings, it's going to get you nowhere, and this guy here is just going to get more mad at the four of you for being idiots."

"They left," Sapnap replied, voice cracking slightly, "They left us-"

He tried to continue talking but sobs left his mouth as tears started to fall. His shoulders shook with each shuddering breath he took, his horns lighting with a dull blue fire once again.

Kristin shuffled forward, wrapping her arms around him, letting his head fall onto her shoulder as she ran a hand through his hair, comforting her almost son-in-law.

And as Sapnap let the tears fall from him and his emotions run, he knew he couldn't continue like this. He knew something had to change.

The rain was bad that night.

It didn't rain much in Las Nevadas, it being in a warmer part of the smp, but when it rained, it poured like hell.

It was mainly when thunderstorms would happen in the main part of the greater smp that the weather would really be affected. It was like a cycle. Heavy rain that would cause the river to rise where L'Manberg once stood meant that light showers would last an hour at most and thunderstorms would cause heavy rainfall that would soak anyone to the bone.

Quackity knew it was a bad storm because even Slime was holed up inside.

He had managed to zone out the sound of rain hitting the window, the continuous drone allowing him to block it out as inherent background noise. The occasional flashes of light caused his wings to twitch in anticipation.

There was something wrong.

Quackity didn't know what exactly. It was more of an inherent feeling creeping up behind him, causing the occasional shiver to run down his spine. He just couldn't put his finger on it.

Slime was sat by the window, looking out across Las Nevadas. He personally likes the rain, just when it gets too heavy it affects his viscosity too much and throws him off. 'There's always the fountain', he thought, his fingers tracing the raindrops across the window.

Slime was following the raindrops as they fell, his finger reaching up to trace them before he remembered what his friend Quackity had told him the last time he did that.

Slime knew that he was a goopy guy but sometimes he would forget. He knew that he was bones or that he had to be but sometimes his brain didn't connect and say that to his goop. It was something he was working on because he had to seem like a human and that he had bones, even when it was a no-bones day.

Anyway, ignoring Slime's partial existential crisis, the goopy guy in a shirt and pants, and basically an identical outfit to his friend Quackity, he continued to stare out of the window before ultimately attempting to return to his previous task.

Quackity was not paying attention. The paperwork in front of him had been read at least twelve times but he still couldn't take the information in. Something was disrupting him and he couldn't work out what. It was an itch in the back of his mind, an annoying one at that.

He let out a sigh as he dropped the pen onto the table, leaning back against his chair and pushing himself away from his desk. He let out a puff of air, blowing the strands of hair out from in front of his eyes. Quackity really needed another haircut.

He stared up at the ceiling, his mind starting to wander.

How long was it going to take purpled to find Karl and Sapnap, surely not another week right? He couldn't keep living like this. In denial and regret, it was drowning him.

Even if the two decided they never wanted him again, then at least he would apologise to them. It was the least they deserved.

The shadowy figure in the distance continued to draw closer, forcing Quackity, who had unfortunately noticed its presence earlier but chose to ignore it, to rise up out of his seat and head towards the window. It was a person he was staring at, carrying a bundle of something in its arms, but for the life of him he couldn't work out who.

The rain was cascading down now, affecting his vision and the lights of his city did little to unmask them. His heart clenched at the sight of it; that same nagging feeling saying something was wrong hit him tenfold.

He turned to face Slime, having made up his mind he would go see if the masked figure was okay only for the doors behind him to be flung open.

It was Y/n soaked to the bone.

"Q," they began, terror etched onto their face. It made Quackity's feathers ruffle and stand on edge, wanting to wrap them in his arms and protect them from whatever they were afraid of.

"Q, it's Karl."

The fire flickered casting light across the room. It was the only source of warmth alongside the abundance of blankets piled across the four of them.

The bundle held in Quackity's arms was no stranger to him, the mop of brown hair that usually covered his forehead pushed to the side allowing the damp cloth to rest there and lower the Jacobs boy's raging fever.

The duck's instincts kicked in and the other two stepped aside to allow him to swaddle and care for Karl. They knew he was in safe hands and that Quackity was better at dealing with sick people.

Y/n had propped themselves against the wall, a blanket thrown over their shoulders and wrapped around them. The cloak they had donned earlier was in a pile alongside some of the other wet clothes of both Sap and Karl.

They looked down at the duo huddled on the floor, Quackity's wings furling around the star-eyed boy in a protective cocoon. Chirps left his mouth as he changed the water on the rag before smoothing it over the brunette's unconscious forehead.

There was no guarantee that he would wake up. Y/n could only pray that the gods of prime would help him. They couldn't lose him.

"What happens now?"

Both their own and Sapnaps heads snapped up to look at Quackity, he having the courage to break the scared silence that had overcome them all.

Y/n looked to Sapnap, the blazeborn looking worse for wear. It looked like he hadn't gotten an ounce of sleep in the past years, like he was soon to be death-walking. Just like Karl.

His shirt was clad against his chest, the white material somewhat see-through but now drying allowing them to see the runes that lined his body. He was hunched forward, his own blanket lying over his shoulders as his hands were clasped together in his lap.

Figuring that he wasn't going to speak up, Y/n pushed themselves off the wall and moved to sit between Sapnap's chair, and where the two were huddled together on the floor. They grabbed the blazeborn's hand in their own and placed their other upon Q's shoulder causing him to sway towards them slightly at the affection.

"We talk." They spoke out, the three awake sharing glances at each other.

A distant honk sounded as the goose settled itself into Slime's lap, the goopy guy petting the animal before it began to fade into dust, blowing away into the sky.

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mushiewrites · 2 years ago

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14 with cc Lee!sapnap and ler!Karl? :))

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14 - “Come at me. I dare you.” / 314 words

"Wanna repeat that, buttercup?" Karl questioned with a sickeningly sweet tone, eyebrows raised as he turned his body towards the smaller boy to his right.

"Sure, sweetheart," Sapnap matched the tone, clasping his hands together and spreading his smile wide before continuing. "I said, 'Come at me. I dare you'. Did you get that, grandpa?"

Karl's jaw dropped for a moment, slightly offended at the dig at him being the older of the two, before snapping it closed, his jaw clenching up with playful aggression. He glanced down at his fingers that were laying idly in his lap, now wiggling every few seconds with the need to wreak havoc on a certain tiny brunette.

"No, can you tell me again, please?"

"I said, come at mehehehehe- Kahaharl! Why!"

"You dared, silly boy!" Karl tackled the younger boy down onto his back, landing against the couch cushions and giving Karl the opportunity to climb his way onto Sapnap's lap. He didn't give a chance for the stronger boy to fight back, zoning in on his hipbones and squeezing rapidly.

"Nohoho! Fuhuhuck you!"

"Ah ah ah! I don't think that's a very nice way to speak to your elders!"

"Nahahaha no! I'm- I'm sohohorry! Plehehease!"

"Hmmm...I don't think sooooo!"

"K-Karl come ohohon. Karl...? Noho, Karl nohohot there NOHOHOT THERE!"

After spending some quality time with Karl's hands wedged under his arms, poking and prodding and scratching away, Sapnap was screaming out apologies and compliments at the boy, not knowing which he wanted to hear but saying anything he could think of anyway.

Karl finally took mercy on him when tears started to form in his eyes, but only after Sapnap agreed that Karl had won the so called "dare". Once those words passed his lips, he immediately pulled Sapnap into the tightest hug, rubbing away the ghost tickles and playing with his hair until the giggles subsided.

#lee!sapnap #ler!karl #rxsahgrce #asks #karlnap my BABIES <3 #yay thank you!!!!#mushie drabbles #mcyt tickle #my stuff

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dreamerstreamer · 4 years ago

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Cuddling w Karlnapity after a long day👉🏻👈🏻

you let out a long sigh as you stumbled into the bedroom, the tension slowly seeping out of your shoulders as you leaned against the doorframe. glancing up, your eyes landed on the bundle of blankets strewn across the bed, three distinct lumps lying just underneath. grinning, you snuck forward, then flung yourself onto the bed, landing on the figures with a loud oomph.

“[y/n],” sapnap groaned without missing a beat, his hand shooting up above the covers to reach for yours, “that hurt.”

as you giggled, karl flipped over onto his side, a fond look flickering across his face. “welcome home. had a long day?”

you nodded, opening your mouth to speak when you felt a hand sink into your hair, gentle fingers running along your scalp. “my legs,” alex whined, and you felt a nudge underneath your back. “at least get under the covers, will you?”

you rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t stop the smile from stretching across your face. “alright, alright,” you murmured, sliding off the bed.

sapnap flung back the covers, gesturing for you to come in with his finger, a soft look flitting across his face. grinning, you climbed in, slotting yourself between karl and alex while sapnap’s hand slipped into yours. you let out a long sigh as you were enveloped in warmth, feeling a kiss being pressed to the top of your head.

“we missed you.”

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crimsonbluemoon · 3 years ago

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Day Twenty Five: Unwrapping Gifts

Day 25 of 25 Days of Drabbles. THIS IS IT! The last chapter! Follow me on Twitter for the 'description of your art' reward! Only 26 left to go! Title: It's Officially Christmas... Am I Officially Yours? Pairings: DNF, Karlnap Rating: T Chapter: 25/25

ALSO wanna give a HUGE shoutout to all of you who have commented (a03+here), liked, retweeted + just were super supportive of this drabble collection. It's been a lot of fun, and you all made it so. Thank you for your kindness and support. Let's make 2023 just as good!

#dnf drabble #dnf #dnf fic #dnf fanfic #dnf ao3 #karnap fic #karlnap ao3 #karlnap drabble #karlnap #karlnap fanfic #<3 #thank you!#crimson writes #HAPPY HOLIDAYS #THANK YOU EVERYONE #2023 will be great!

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kinokoapologist · 4 years ago

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Just Thinking About those headcanons about Karl having been missing in-universe since the last Tales. So uhhhhhh yeah here is this little scene that’s been in my brain:

Sapnap hadn’t noticed it was raining until he started shaking from the cold. He naturally ran pretty hot, so it must have been pouring for a while now. He considered going back down to the house’s entrance so he could wait somewhere dry, but he could see further from the roof and he wanted to be able to spot Karl as soon as he was coming home.

Because Karl was coming home.

This wasn’t the first time Karl had vanished without a trace, but that would usually be for maybe an hour or two, with Sapnap finding Karl in another part of the house, or stumbling out of his library with a hazy look in his eyes.

Karl had never let Sapnap into that library, and Sapnap pretended it didn’t sting whenever he thought about it. Karl was entitled to his privacy, and Prime knew that they kept secrets from each other.

Quackity’s life was basically one big secret at this point, which was also totally fine. He didn’t want to let them in on his plans anymore, that was his business. He wanted to disappear without saying goodbye and never even try to talk to them again, Sapnap wouldn’t stop him. Not that he’d even had the chance to.

He could only wait on a roof in the rain, and hope that history wasn’t repeating itself.

“He’ll be back,” Sapnap said to no one in particular. He didn’t have that many people left to say it to, anyway. “He’s got to come back.”

#me: yeah I'm probably not going to write fic for dsmp; Karlnapity: *exist*; me: ah shit y'all got me there #Sapnap #Karl Jacobs #karlnapity #Karlnap #dream smp #dsmp #dsmp sapnap #dsmp karl #dsmp fic #dsmp drabble #mage writes #shout out to Mary for motivating me to post this you're the best <3 #not maintagging Big Q just bc he's not as much in focus in this one #but boy do I have Plans

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honkschnoo · 4 years ago

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Dreamnotkarlnap au with prince George, knight Dream, criminal Sapnap and Scholar Karl—

Aka, Dream and sap are childhood friends living under a tyrant king. Dream has to go off to be a knight to pay off a family debt or smth, and sapnap is left to become a thief to survive. He eventually starts looking into rebel groups, joining one, and meets Karl, a scholar for the crown working against it in secret.

Dream as a knight doesn’t really like the king but he needs his job, and gets rlly good at it to the point that he’s appointed to be the prince’s personal guard, and he sees first hand how poorly the king acts and treats his youngest son, Prince George. He develops a vehement hatred for the king and vows to protect George from everything.

Meanwhile, sap asks Karl if he had any way to get into contact with Dream, and old friend of his that’s now a knight, who used to hate the crown. Karl does, and befriends Dream in a ploy to figure out if he’s for or against the crown.

Cue all of them getting involved in a coup which puts George on the thrown as a king, and in the meantime they all fall in love :) <3

#dreamnotkarlnap #dreamnotfound #dreamnap #georgenap #karlwastaken #Karlnotfound #karlnap #sapnotfound #coup au #literally talk to me abt Dreamnotkarlnap pls it’s so good #my ask box is open #and I will write Drabbles for it #please #I crave Content

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occultvettr · 4 years ago

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Part 1/?

/rp ship only

Karlnapity fae au

One minute Quackity was taking a stroll into the woods, needing to take a breather away from Wilbur's unhinged chaos. The next he was looking up at the most breathtaking man he's ever seen. His hair was a mess of soft brown curls and his eyes iridescent, pretty colors shifting at the slighest of movements. The fabric he wore seemed ligther than anything he's seen before and there was flowers everywhere. They looked like they were floating and grounded to the earth at the same time.

"May I have your name, handsome?"

Quackity swallowed nervously, surely he wasn't talking to him. The man just smiled patiently, and by the gods was that smile to die for. He reached out his hand and there was an urge to place everything he's ever owned onto the open palm.

"y-yeah of course. It's Quackity."

Quackity took the hand reached out to him and it suddenly felt like he had lost something, but he couldn't put his finger on what. Looking at the face of the pretty stranger though made it easy to ignore the pit in his stomach, the instinct telling him to run.

"Come with me."

Who was he to deny?

The world felt like it was spinning, it was hard to make bearing of his surroundings. Gentle hands fed him fruits and water, which seemed to help. When things started to ease up, it still seemed strange. Like he was dreaming or was underwater. The person he had ran into the woods were smiling down at him. They held out a small piece of fruit to him and he hesitantly accepted it, face flushed.

"Karl, who is this?"

Turning his head towards the voice he saw another attractive guy. But where the first man, Karl appearently, had been soft and floaty, this guy seemed the oposite. He wore some kind of armor and his hair was as dark as can be. However his eyes shone like fire, a stark contrast to the rest of him. He opened his mouth to speak his name, but nothing came out.

"Really? You took his name?"

"He gave it to me, Sapnap."

Karl wraps his arms possessively around Quackity, soft smile having shifted to a slightly mischievous grin. Sapnap sighed heavily and walked closer to them.

"What am I to do with you?"

Sapnap said as he leaned closer to Karl. He wasn't much taller despite standing up while Karl was sitting, but he was imposing nonetheless.

"You could kiss me."

Quackity looked on as they kissed, he couldn't look away. It was pretty short and strangely he wished it lasted longer. Karl giggled when he noticed and Quackity looked down, face feeling even hotter than earlier.

"Here."

Quackity looked up and saw Karl held out some kind of berry to him. Just as he was about to accept Sapnap had grabbed Karl's wrist and pulled it away.

"Are you jeal-" Karl started, but was interrupted by Sapnap.

"Humans can not eat that. It is poisonous."

Quackity felt dread swirl in his stomach. He'd accepted strange fruits and water from a complete stranger. A stranger that whisked him away from familar woods and apparently had taken his name? Which doesn't make sense. How would one take someone's name?

"I thought humans enjoyed recreational poisons?"

"Well yes, some, but that one is too much."

Karl brought the berry up to Sapnap's mouth, who opened his mouth to accept it. Sapnap still had his hand around Karl's wrist. While Quackity had been fed by Karl as well, this was definitely a lot more intimate. Something he probably shouldn't be present to, yet leaving was the last thing he wanted.

"Wait. Wasn't that poisonous?"

Quackity says panicked once he realized. He felt so dumb being distracted by how hot they were to not say something sooner.

"For humans. Sapnap is not one. Neither am I."

Sapnap had moved Karls hand to rest on his cheek, leaning into it. While Quackity had initially thought he had looked the opposite of soft, now he had to change his mind on that. He was confused by what they meant by not human though. Sure he's never seen people as otherworldly attractive before, but they still seemed pretty human, right?

"Humans try to make sense of everything they see, even when there is none to be made. You will see more clearly eventually. There are many names for us. Fair folk being one of them."

Sapnap explained and let go of Karl's hand, which made him pout. He moved away to remove the armor. Quackity had started to turn away, but Karl maneuvered him to face where Sapnap was. Gentle hands stroking over the back of his nape.

"Handsome, is he not? My knight. One of a kind he is, especially in these lands."

Karl said fondly and Quackity nodded. He was very confused about what was going on. Why Karl was doing this. But it was difficult to complain when he was being doted on and got the view of a hot dude removing armor. As the undershirt rode up he swore he saw some gnarly scars on his torso. One thing that was undeniable though, was the scar peaking up from under the shirt and over Sapnap's neck. It looked like it would have hurt, but it also was very hot.

"Like what you see?"

Quackity tore his eyes up away from the neck and up at Sapnap's face. He was grinning, teeth bigger and sharper than he's ever seen before on a person. Sapnap had noticed him staring at his neck and now his eyes couldn't help but focus on the mouth instead. Karl laughed at his side, so soft and alluring, and Quackity hid behind his hands. This had to be a dream. There was no way it was real.

"I am tired. We can talk about this after we have slept. I will find you a room."

"He can stay with us, Sapnap. The bed is big enough."

"Only if he wants to, Karl. He is obviously confused and some privacy might help."

Sapnap said sternly and Karl didn't fight back on that. Though he did lean closer to Quackity, clearly trying to tempt him to stay without saying so. As tempted he was to stay, Sapnap had said he could if he wanted, he was indeed confused. And some time and space to think for himself would clear his mind.

"Thank you. I- Yeah a room would be nice."

Karl hesitantly let Quackity go as he moved to stand up. He realised he still felt a little disoriented in this dream like place. Sapnap moved to support him and Quackity tried to ignore how nice it felt. Karl had been gentle and soft, but cool to the touch. Sapnap felt sturdy and firm, but warm. Quackity was lead to a room close to the one they had been in. The area as far as he could spot seemed to be living nature, yet somehow still structures.

"If you feel the fear and urge to run come over you, I advice you not to. Hole up in this room instead."

Quackity looked at Sapnap, suddenly feeling more worried than he had right next to Karl. He felt so dumb. He had basically been kidnapped. Or well, he did come willingly. It was difficult to tell. Now Sapnap said he couldn't leave. Was he a prisoner?

"You have given your name away and these are harsh lands, with fae far more malicious than us. Best case scenario you will get lost in the Faerie. Which is a bad one in itself. I bid you good night."

Quackity blinked, having no reply. He stared at the door long after Sapnap had closed it. What the fuck had he gotten himself into?

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