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shut the hell up this is too cute 😭 he literally approached her omggg

all i can imagine is dream spotting the tshirt and just booking it the opposite direction 💀 i realize he probably didn’t go and sap probably went with another friend or something but the image of a 6’3 man sprinting away from a fan in order to not be recognized is hilarious to me

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hi the bubble tea one shot is literally the funniest fucking thing I've ever read. "I'll rip out my eyes I swear. let me go grab some acid or something. I swear I will go blind myself right now." I fell the fuck over and had a five minute wheezing fit. thank you for this it's so fucking hilarious

omg i’m so glad you enjoyed it!! i truly appreciate you taking the time to tell me :’)

but yeah, 110% a crack fic lmfao

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YOU CANNOT TELL ME THIS IS SAPNAP.

WHAT THE FUCKKKKK HE DOESN’T LOOK LIKE SAPNAP

also is that a bruise under his eye? did dream hit him for waking him up and that’s why he didn’t want to again?? /j

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I'm watching Corpse's stream and this is the first time I've seen a stream with dream in it. He does not sound like I thought he would.

i honestly had the same reaction !! i remember watching like one of the first (if not the first) streams with dream and corpse playing among us and remember being like “??? this is who people simp for ???? i’ll stick with my deep voice king 😌” and yet here i am, simping for both

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yay!! I saw you opened up requests for the dream team!! can I request something sad with dream? thank you :]

soulmate au where you have a countdown to the exact time you would meet your soulmate

As you pull into the bare parking lot, Dream anxiously scans the landscape. You put the car in park and examine the shore in front of you. For a Florida beach near sunset, there were only a handful of people scattered across the sands - a few elderly couples and a small family here and there.

“Are you sure it’s here?” You ask your best friend, not exactly knowing what to expect.

He nods, nervousness evident in the way his leg was bouncing next to yours. He picks at his lip, glancing down to the mark that contained his soulmate countdown.

Supposedly, everyone was born with one. Another half. A soul who aligned so perfectly with yours that there would be no one else for you. Someone you could wait years to meet until the small numbers on your arm tick down to zero.

Dream’s countdown read three minutes, and 37 seconds.

“Right, because you can-”

“Feel it, yeah.” He nods once more, staring at his arm.

“Excited?” You try to smile at him, reaching over the center console to grasp his shaking hand.

His eyes tear away from the changing numbers to you, a grin taking over his features. “Beyond excited. God, Y/N/N. I’ve been waiting for this my entire life and it’s finally here. I’m finally gonna meet them.” He looks back to the beach and shakes his head in disbelief. “I’m actually gonna meet them.”

You take a moment to study his bright countenance, his eyes darting from one side of the beach to the next. He barely recognized your presence. You swallow harshly.

“Well, not in here you’re not,” you force a laugh and lightly push him to his door. You try your best not to be bitter. The day you meet your soulmate is known to be the happiest day of your life. You were determined not to ruin it for Dream. “Go. I’ll be here if you need anything.”

He takes a shaky deep breath and sends you one final smile before hoping out of your car.

You glance at your phone to check the time.

One minute, and 12 seconds.

He doesn’t glance back at you as he walks further onto the beach, studying each group of people in hopes of finding the correct one.

The sun almost reaches the horizon when you see a small figure frantically rush past your car. Your heart sinks as you look down at the clock once more.

This was it.

5 seconds.

The girl practically runs directly to Dream’s still shape, as if being pulled by an invisible string.

4 seconds.

He doesn’t turn around until she's just a few feet away from him.

3 seconds.

You strain to watch as they stand in front of each other.

2 seconds.

There’s a beat where everything is still.

1 second -

A brief moment is exchanged between them and you know they’ve said their first words as they fling themselves at each other.

You don’t realize you’re crying until the hot tears hit your trembling hands. You look down to your own wrist and suddenly can’t stop scratching at your skin - trying to get rid of it.

You scratch until you bleed because your countdown will never move.

It hasn’t moved since the day you met Dream.

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my only request is that i get more platonic!ranboo x reader because i love him too much thanks 😁👍

i don’t watch a ton of ranboo :( i feel like i don’t know his personality enough to write for him just yet. but if i do start writing for him (platonic of course) you will be the first to know xx

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DREAM TEAM DREAM TEAM DREAM TEAM DREA-

the energy i love to see. we truly stan the dream team on this blog

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Karl is the most softest boy there is, no I do not take criticism 🤚😂

i wholeheartedly agree. you will see zero (0) criticism here.

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Did someone say....dreamteam

😀😀😀😀😀

i did indeed !! with the addition of karl as well since how can you not love that sweet boy??

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in theory, if i were to write for the dream team, would anyone be interested in that ?? 👀

if anyone has any requests feel free to drop them in my ask box :-)

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AHHH THANK YOU BUBBY 🖤

forever.

characters : corpse husband x fem!reader 

summary : you remind corpse you’re with him through it all.

word count : 600+

warnings : swearing, health anxiety

requested prompt : “ Hello there. If you’re still accepting prompts, could you do a corpse x wife reader with the prompt “i promised to love you forever.” “

author’s note : it’s been so long i’m so sorry y’all. i just wanna thank everyone once more for your support. it truly is insane. from the bottom of my heart, thank you. as always, send any feedback you have and enjoy x 

You jumped awake as you heard a crash come from outside your bedroom. Your eyes strained to adjust to the darkness. You patted the space next to you to find it empty, predicting your husband was likely the source of the noise. 

You quickly pulled back the covers to hurry to the living space of your apartment. As you looked into the rooms leading up to the kitchen, a sob pierced the silence. You raced to the kitchen to find your partner with his arms wrapped around himself with his knees pulled to his chest. Broken glass surrounded him, the upper kitchen cabinet left wide open from where you assumed he had pulled the glass from. 

Your heart dropped. 

You stood above him for a moment, quickly running through the possible scenarios that led Corpse to this place. As another painful whine came from him, you pushed aside the need to solve the problem as you realized just in that night, you wouldn’t be able to fix it. 

He made no movement as you quietly sat down beside him, slowly sliding down the kitchen cabinet avoiding the shards of glass. Your shoulders lightly touching, you stared ahead to the kitchen island. Mindlessly studying the pattern of the wood as you waited for Corpse. 

Minutes passed before he spoke. 

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bro right? i think about how he had to go through all of that alone and it breaks my heart.

thank you for your support bubs!! x

forever.

characters : corpse husband x fem!reader 

summary : you remind corpse you’re with him through it all.

word count : 600+

warnings : swearing, health anxiety

requested prompt : “ Hello there. If you’re still accepting prompts, could you do a corpse x wife reader with the prompt “i promised to love you forever.” “

author’s note : it’s been so long i’m so sorry y’all. i just wanna thank everyone once more for your support. it truly is insane. from the bottom of my heart, thank you. as always, send any feedback you have and enjoy x 

You jumped awake as you heard a crash come from outside your bedroom. Your eyes strained to adjust to the darkness. You patted the space next to you to find it empty, predicting your husband was likely the source of the noise. 

You quickly pulled back the covers to hurry to the living space of your apartment. As you looked into the rooms leading up to the kitchen, a sob pierced the silence. You raced to the kitchen to find your partner with his arms wrapped around himself with his knees pulled to his chest. Broken glass surrounded him, the upper kitchen cabinet left wide open from where you assumed he had pulled the glass from. 

Your heart dropped. 

You stood above him for a moment, quickly running through the possible scenarios that led Corpse to this place. As another painful whine came from him, you pushed aside the need to solve the problem as you realized just in that night, you wouldn’t be able to fix it. 

He made no movement as you quietly sat down beside him, slowly sliding down the kitchen cabinet avoiding the shards of glass. Your shoulders lightly touching, you stared ahead to the kitchen island. Mindlessly studying the pattern of the wood as you waited for Corpse. 

Minutes passed before he spoke. 

Keep reading

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Can I join the group chat? Honestly live that man. He deserves so much more. 🖤

we never created one! but if enough people ask for it we can totally create a corpse themed groupchat where we all just express our love lmfao

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forever.

characters : corpse husband x fem!reader 

summary : you remind corpse you’re with him through it all.

word count : 600+

warnings : swearing, health anxiety

requested prompt : “ Hello there. If you're still accepting prompts, could you do a corpse x wife reader with the prompt "i promised to love you forever." “

author’s note : it’s been so long i’m so sorry y’all. i just wanna thank everyone once more for your support. it truly is insane. from the bottom of my heart, thank you. as always, send any feedback you have and enjoy x 

You jumped awake as you heard a crash come from outside your bedroom. Your eyes strained to adjust to the darkness. You patted the space next to you to find it empty, predicting your husband was likely the source of the noise. 

You quickly pulled back the covers to hurry to the living space of your apartment. As you looked into the rooms leading up to the kitchen, a sob pierced the silence. You raced to the kitchen to find your partner with his arms wrapped around himself with his knees pulled to his chest. Broken glass surrounded him, the upper kitchen cabinet left wide open from where you assumed he had pulled the glass from. 

Your heart dropped. 

You stood above him for a moment, quickly running through the possible scenarios that led Corpse to this place. As another painful whine came from him, you pushed aside the need to solve the problem as you realized just in that night, you wouldn’t be able to fix it. 

He made no movement as you quietly sat down beside him, slowly sliding down the kitchen cabinet avoiding the shards of glass. Your shoulders lightly touching, you stared ahead to the kitchen island. Mindlessly studying the pattern of the wood as you waited for Corpse. 

Minutes passed before he spoke. 

“My-” He started before his voice cracked and he tried clearing his throat. You looked over to him, watching as his bottom lip trembled. He swept his hand over his face before continuing. “I can’t feel my right arm again.” 

You paused, discouragement inching in. Flashbacks from his time in a double arm brace reminding you of the horrible span in your relationship. Short tempers, quiet days, restless nights. There were several points where you thought you would walk out his door and not come back. His words were cruel, fueled by the frustration he felt.

You dreaded anymore months filled with comparable heartache. 

A sniffle broke you from your memories of the miserable weeks he not only lost the feeling of his arms but also hope he would come out of it. 

“Jesus, what if my left arm goes out? Fuck, I thought I was past this. I don’t wanna go back to where I was a year ago. I’m - I was better.” 

“When did you lose the feeling? Why didn’t you tell me?” You asked, adjusting your position so you were in front of him. 

“It - uh started a week ago.” You closed your eyes as you tried to comprehend everything. “I guess… I don’t know. I didn’t wanna admit it or else it would be real. I don’t wanna put you through this again.” 

At that, you met his glossy eyes. You signed, moving closer and tucking a curly strand of his hair behind his ear. 

“Baby, we’re in this together.” You offered him a weak smile. “I promised to love you forever. That means going through this shit side by side. Hand in hand. Even if that means I gotta intertwine our fingers together since you can’t move them.” He stared at you for a moment before you both dissolved into laughter. 

“God, I fucking hate you.” He said through his giggles. 

“Yeah, well you’re gonna hate me even more because I’m not letting you get that dark again. Even if the worst happens and we have to start the whole process of trying to figure out why this is happening, and not being able to fix it, we aren’t gonna go into that place again.”

He examined your face for a beat. 

“Ya know, this is why I married you. You never give up on me.” 

You smiled, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “I never could. So I guess you’re stuck with me.” He chuckled.

“Thank god.”

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the fact that i just dropped almost $80 on a sweatshirt 😳 only for corpse

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cabin fever.

characters : corpse husband x fem!reader

summary : where corpse experiences snow for the first time.

word count : 578

warnings : cute couple shit 

requested prompt : n/a

author's note : really short lil blurb about corpse and snow :-) i honestly have zero idea if he has seen snow, but i feel like since he’s stated he barely leaves southern california, he probably has not. who knows! lmfao hope you enjoy!

There was a peaceful silence as you watched the fire. Corpse’s arms drawn around you as you sat in between his legs. Every so often you would feel a soft kiss pressed against your head or a rub on your arm. No words had been spoken for at least thirty minutes. You didn’t want to break the serenity of the moment. 

No lights were on in the cabin you were renting. A few candles lit around the room, but for the most part, the fire was the only source of light. Casting a dim glow about the small cottage. Soft music was playing across the room from the record player you brought. 

“I never want to leave.” You mumbled, leaning your head back onto Corpse’s chest to look up at him. 

A chuckle rose from him, shaking your body faintly making you smile. 

“Me neither.” He nudged the side of your head with his nose softly, kissing behind your ear. 

With a faux gasp, you spun from your position to face him. “You’re saying... You don’t have... Cabin Fever?” 

He immediately rolled his eyes, a grin still evident on his face. “That was bad. Even for you.” 

He grabbed you gently, pulling you back into him. 

You laughed and settled back into his chest. “Yeah, the jokes keep gettin’ worse with age.” 

“God, don’t say that. I’m the one who’ll be stuck with you when we’re ninety.” He grimaced, resting his chin on your head. “Gonna wanna die more than I do now.”

“Hey, be nice.” You frowned, flicking his hand in retaliation. He laughed in response and a comfortable silence fell between you once more. 

The music shortly after stopped, forcing you to leave your partner’s embrace to turn the record over. You walked over to the window sill where the record player sat but noticed something outside.

“Oh my god, Corpse!” You shouted, quickly forgetting about the music. 

“What? Are you okay?” He asked, immediately getting up from the rug and going to you. 

You laughed with glee and disbelief as you pointed outside. 

“Is that... Snow?” He asked, peering outside.

You nodded enthusiastically as you grabbed the sleeve of his hoodie, pulling him toward the front door. “Baby, we don’t even have shoes on.” He laughed.

“And?” You countered, opening the door and feeling the rush of cold air. Ignoring it, you pulled him out further out of the deck’s awning. He hesitantly joined you, pulling his hood over his head. 

The scene of Corpse stepping into snowfall for the first time made your heart swell. A grin slowly crept onto his face. He leaned his head back, feeling the clusters fall onto his face. He dissolved into laughter as he swirled a few times. As his giddy attitude unfolded in front of you, you felt nothing but love for the man in front of you. 

You felt ecstatic you were there to witness this moment with him. 

As he stopped and beamed at you, you couldn’t help but gingerly grab his face and pull his lips to yours. He melted into you and for a few moments, forgot about the snow falling around you both. 

Because being with you was like seeing snow for the first time, a hundred times over. It was the best and most memorable part of life every minute of every day. He knew at that moment, he would never get enough of you.

Even if it meant living with your jokes until you were ninety.

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Soooo..... is there going to be a part 2 of bubble tea and stitches?????

i wrote it as a one shot but maybe in the future if i think of an interesting part two!! thank you for reading bubs!!