#DreamWasTaken fanfic

[nep4o4]

Mushroom

[dreamwasnotaken]

stolen | dream

ghostface!dream x fem!reader

BLURB: you’re out in the woods taking a walk and gathering supplies for you and your friends sapnap, karl, and george. you all have been trying to take down dream, the faceless man who has been terrorizing you all for months. he isn’t supposed to strike for weeks... so you assume it’s safe to go out into the woods alone. that is until you run into a certain someone, and he has plans for you that no one would suspect.

tw: nsfw, smut, knife play, degradation,,, minors dni!

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the moon shone down against the tall trees, slightly illuminating the path that lead into the woods nearby your camp. karl and sapnap were creating weapons while george was mapping routes and setting up new defense mechanisms against dream. 

“i’m going to go for a walk.” you blurt out, raising from the campfire you had been sat at for what felt like hours. 

“don’t go too far,” karl says, not looking up from what he’s working on. “remember to stay in shouting distance. dream shouldn’t be here for a long time, but he’s so clever that you never know.”

rolling your eyes, you start on your journey. the forest is so beautiful at night, you wish that you could set up camp there and pretend dream’s daunting threats don’t exist. 

you knew how dangerous dream was. he was smart and cunning, and you didn’t even know what he looked like. he wore a white circular mask with a plain smiley face stretching from right to left ear. 

you felt as if you had been walking for forever, but that didn’t bother you. the boys knew you could spend the entire night out here, so they let you stay out for awhile usually. that is, until you hear a branch snap and leaves crumble underneath someone’s shoe behind you.

flinging around immediately, you stumble backwards against a tree.

“karl? sapnap?” your voice ventures as your eyes dart around frantically. “it’s not funny. if you’re out here to tell me to come back, just come out.” you plead as you can feel your heartbeat in your chest.

no response. 

as minutes passed, you knew this wasn’t any of the boys. you were frozen against the tree, your hands shaking and your body going numb. the only thing you could do was scream at yourself in your head, saying, you need to run now, or you’re going to die.

your legs listened to your brain and took off in an instant. it was so dark now, you could barely see anything in front of you. you had made it only a few steps before feeling a hand latch around your wrist, pulling you backwards and shoving you up against a tree. your head hit the tree hard, but it only took seconds to realize who this was.

dream.

he towered over you at six foot three. he wore the horrifying white mask that smiled down at you as he tilted his head to the side. poking out the top was fluffy dirty blonde hair.

“aren’t you a pretty little thing?” you could hear the smirk in dream’s voice.

looking up at him with big, terrified eyes, you open your mouth to scream. he raises up a hand, and wow, was it big. he pushes one hand against your mouth tightly, and the other slithers to his waist band, pulling out a knife.

“oh come on,” dream groaned, taking the sharp knife and edging it towards your throat. you froze, knowing the slightest movement could have you killed. “you don’t want to have fun with me?” 

you slowly shook your head no, feeling the tip of the knife ever so lightly jab into the skin on your neck. 

“scream, and the next thing you’ll know is death,” the man hissed, removing the hand from your mouth. he slowly caressed your cheek, his thumb running over your bottom lip. the motion made your cheeks turn red and your stomach churn. “god, no wonder the boys had been hiding you from me.” he said as he continued to admire you. his face was inches away from yours, the knife still lightly pressed against your neck.

“please don’t hurt me.” your voice comes out soft and barely above of a whimper. 

dream rose his now free hand to his mask, pulling it off slowly and tossing it to the ground. underneath was a very attractive man, with a chiseled jawline and stubble dotting his face. your mouth dropped as you looked up at him with doe eyes.

“look at you, you’re so weak,” he laughed, ignoring your plead. his voice made your stomach float with butterflies, but also knives. he scared the fuck out of you, but there was something inside of you telling you that he wasn’t going to seriously hurt you. 

taking the knife away from your throat and sliding it back into his waistband, he moved his head towards your neck. “such a weak, pretty girl.” he mumbled into the skin on your neck. your breath hitched as you felt him start to suck lightly, gradually going harder. you knew it was wrong, and you were trying so hard not to enjoy it. 

that is until something between the line of a whimper and small moan escaped from your lips as he lightly bit at the nape of your neck.

“you like that, yeah?” he breathed into your neck, your mouth wide open in pleasure as he kept going. 

next thing you know, he’s sliding your shirt off your head and kissing and sucking further down your body. he moves his lips down the middle of your breasts, then taking both of his hands and wrapping them around each of them. he massages them gently, taking his sweet time.

when he’s done, his lips move down your stomach, planting kisses down the entirety of it. he stops at your waistline, and stands back up.

“you’re actually enjoying this,” dream chuckles as he pulls the knife out again. the warm feeling you had been feeling has now been replaced with terror. dream senses you tense up, and smirks down at you. he places the point of the knife in-between your breasts, pressing into your skin ever so lightly. he drags it down your body until it reaches your waistline. he then spins it around your skin, playing with you. “fuck, i could kill you so easily.” he muttered under his breath. your body tenses up once again, freezing in shock. you attempt to muster up the courage to say anything, but nothing comes out.

“i have other plans for you, though.” 

in the matter of an instant, dream tosses the knife onto the ground and picks you up by your legs. your legs instantly wrapped around his body as if they had always belonged there. he presses his cold lips against yours, slowly kissing you. it felt so good, the connection between you two, but you didn’t want to admit it. you couldn’t admit it.

dream sped up the process by turning his slow, soft kiss into a rough, heavy one. his tongue slipped into your mouth, sometimes battling with your own tongue. fuck, it felt so good. you felt yourself beginning to turn wet as you were rubbing against his torso. 

slowly setting your legs back down onto the ground, dream pushed you back up against the tree, a large hand wrapping around your neck. he squeezed the sides as he still had his lips connected to yours. a soft moan escaped your lips into his mouth. 

“look at you,” dream cooed as he pulled his mouth away from yours. you were saddened by the action, but you could tell this wasn’t the end. “you’re a little slut, hm?” 

dream’s hand found his way towards the hem of your pants. he unbuttoned them with ease, slipping one towards your clit, his other hand still wrapped around your small neck.

“fucking answer me.” he growled into your ear. he began to circle your clit with ease using only his middle finger. the action cause a string of moans to escape your lips, mouth wide open. 

“mhm, just for you.” was all you managed to choke out as dream began to rub your clit much faster. 

“good girl,” he groaned into your ear, as if your own pleasure was getting him off as well. “such a good little girl.” 

“p-please,” you whimpered. “please finger me. i need you.” you begged, earning a grin from the man. 

“someone’s needy,” without hesitation, he slipped two fingers inside of you, dragging them back in and out slowly. “you are so fucking wet.” his fingers hit so many spots, much more than you could hit on your own considering how large his hands are. he pumps them in and out, picking up the pace and shoving them in harder. 

“fuck, dream, I-I’m so close.” you squealed, more moans coming from your mouth. he picks up the pace for a few more seconds, and then takes his fingers out, stopping you from your release. disappointingly, you frown at the man.

“you get to come when i get to come,” dream smirks, taking his two fingers that were just inside you and inserting them into his own mouth. “you taste so fucking good, pretty girl.” 

as you stand there pressed against the tree, almost in a trance-like state, dream backs away from you and tosses his shirt over his head and onto the ground. he unzips his pants and they fall to the ground. pulling his underwear down, his huge dick is revealed, him then pressing against your body. your eyes widen at the sight.

“don’t be so scared, love,” dream teases. “it’s only going to hurt for a second.” 

dream then unclasps your bra, tossing it to the side. he rips off your pants and underwear, leaving you completely bare. 

he wastes no time inserting his dick inside of you. he clasps his hand onto your mouth as you scream out in pain. the screams turn into muffled sounds under his hand. he was so big, and you were so wet, but the size was hurting you so good. 

“fuck, you’re tight.” he groans.

and he was right, it only took a few seconds before the pain turned into pure pleasure. he started stroking into you slow, then started to speed up right away. his dick was hitting spots you thought were unimaginable, heavy moans escaping your lips and going right into his hand.

“look at you, fucking the bad guy,” he smirks as his pace picks up once more, his cock slamming into you at a fast-paced speed. “what would they think of you? all submissive and fuckable to the guy you’re supposed to be killing.” 

it feels so good, and you’re so close to finishing. you’re both moaning and whimpering into each other’s ears. 

“i-i’m gonna come.” you manage to squeak out. 

dream locks his eyes onto yours as he continues his fast-paced fucking. his cock is going in and out at a rapid pace, and you can’t control yourself any longer. 

you begin to come on his cock, only turning him on even more. he rams into you much faster, and you can tell he’s about to finish as well. your whimpering moans turn into loud, high pitched ones that only make dream more turned on.

“fuck,” he sputters as you feel his warm cum filling you up. he’s still pumping in and out of you, your body feeling completely numb with pleasure. 

he releases his grip from you, and your legs are shaking and so numb that you have no other option but to slide down the tree, hugging your knees to your chest. 

dream slips his underwear and pants back on, along with his socks. he loops a belt around his waist before tossing you the shirt he once was wearing. 

confused, you slip it over your head so you’re not exposed. it smells of pine needles and tree bark; it smells of dream. 

“come with me.” dream says softly, offering you his hand. you take it, standing up next to him. he towers over you as his beautiful blue-green eyes stare into yours. the shirt he gave you covered the entirety of your body as it was much too big on you.

“i-i don’t know.” is all you manage to spit out. the thoughts in your brain are moving a million miles an hour and your body still feels numb. 

“i’m not giving you a choice after that.” dream smirks devilishly. 

[plutodexay]

Dream hugs brainrot

Dream hugs would honestly be the best. He would refuse to let go until you did, pressing small kisses into your hair every so often and squeezing you tighter for every minute you held on.

He'd also hum songs and sway the both of you to whatever rhythm was playing in his head. He'd spoil his own songs to you by doing so.

If the hug lasted longer than five minutes you'd probably end up cuddling on the couch at that point, pulling you into his test while he continues humming softly.

His hands would move against your skin softly, almost tickling you with eyes closed.

It'd not even take 10 minutes for him to lull himself to sleep making you giggle at his sudden silence, allowing yourself to fall asleep as well.

You'd probably wake up to snickering from the other two and Dreams attempts to shush them failing.

[bagelrites]

Music Box

Bad goes to visit Sam to ask if he can fix his music box. Then he starts hearing strange noises from the basement, and finds something—or someone—trapped in a another box.

(A horror story.)

BadBoyHalo, Dream, and Awesamdude - Rated M - 4k Words

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Written for Dreblr Spooky Week! Chapter 1 is based on the prompt for Day 5: Men are the real monsters (Hope is trapped inside Pandora's Box). Chapter 2 is based on the prompt for day 7: Doomed from the start (There's nothing you can do any more...)

[mysterious-ocarina]

Do You Ever Shut Up?

Dream x reader

Main Masterlist

A/N I've had this story in the drafts for over a month. it didn't turn out how i wanted it to but i've been so busy and unmotivated to write. I don't know how sapnap feels about his real name being used so he's just referred to as sapnap.

(2.4k words)

“God Sapnap, you’re such an idiot,” you spoke with fond annoyance. You were best friends with Sapnap since you guys were kids, until he moved to Florida with a friend of his. He’s been begging you for months to move to Florida so you can be closer to him. 

Little did he know that you have already packed your place up and have a one-way plane ticket with tomorrow’s date on it. You even found a cheap apartment really close to where he was. You were planning to surprise him.

“But, it would be so much fun here. I know you hate working at that bar downtown so your job isn’t holding you back,” he rationalized. “Plus I think you and Dream would get along perfectly.”

“I don’t know about that Sapnap. He’s too cocky and you know I like to put cocky people down a peg,” you told him. You’ve only spoken to him maybe once or twice and only in groups. You weren’t a streamer by any means but every once in a blue moon you were in Sapnap’s stream. You’re kind of friends with his friends. You don’t really privately talk to any of them, maybe Karl and Quackity, but not always.

“I do hate that bar job, which is why I quit a few days ago,” you explained. You felt like giving him something whether or not he picked up on it or not. Lately when he asks you to come to Florida, you don’t outright say no. You just change the subject or something to divert his attention.

“You quit and you didn’t tell me right away? I thought we were closer than that. How could you break my heart like this? Don’t make me call your mom, I do have her number,” he winked at you. You simply rolled your eyes at his dramatics. 

“Whatever, I need to get to bed Sapnap so goodnight,” you had to get up early for your flight tomorrow.

“Fine, sweet dreams bitch,” he replied with a dashing smile. What are you going to do with this idiot?

Next day at the airport

The flight wasn’t too bad. No crying babies and the seat next to you was empty. When you finally pulled your suitcase off the luggage rack you made your way outside the airport. You realized that you would need an Uber to get to Sapnap’s place so you quickly called one.

You gave your driver Sapnap’s address and you were on your way  to his place. You were very anxious but you couldn’t decipher if it was good or bad nerves. On one hand you were very excited to see Sapnap and to meet his roommate. On the other hand, what if Sapnap was only joking? Or his roommate ended up not liking you. That would make hanging out a little awkward.

When you made it to Sapnap’s house, you quickly shook out any bad thoughts. You thought this would be a fun surprise for him, there was no way it could go bad. You knocked on the door and heard some shuffling inside. When a tall blond guy opened the door, your heart stopped. Not only were you hoping that Sapnap was going to be the one to open the door, but this guy (who you presumed to be Dream/Clay himself) was a very attractive counterpart to the male species.

After a long pause, Clay smiled at you and spoke, “Can I help you?”

“Oh. Um. . . Is Sapnap here?” you asked him. You hoped that he would recognise you and didn’t think you were some weird fan that found out where they lived.

“He’s here. What’s your name?”

“I’m y/n. I’m Sapnap’s friend from Texas. I wanted to surprise him,” you smiled at him. When he finally recognized you, you saw him let out a soft sigh of relief.

“Oh, I thought we got doxxed for a second there,” he chuckled out. “I’m Clay by the way, I think we’ve only talked a few times. Come on in.”

“Yeah I’m not a content creator so I’m not very involved with any of the stuff that you guys do. I will watch videos or catch a stream occasionally though,” you replied. As he brought you into his house, you couldn’t help but stare at him. You also figured out that he seemed a lot more chill than his online persona, not as cocky.

“Are you staying here? You’re welcome to a guest bedroom,” he asked kind of hopefully.

“Actually I live here now. I found an apartment close to here and moved so I could be closer to him. He’s been begging me for ages to move, so I finally did,” you explained. It felt like you had all of his attention but that’s not likely, he just met you and he was just being kind to his roommate’s best friend.

“Well then, I can’t wait to see more of a pretty girl like you,” he replied with a smirk. “I’ll go get Sapnap for you.”

Before you could reply, he was gone. It seems the cockiness isn’t all for show. You pulled yourself together when you heard loud footsteps running your way.

“Y/N! What are you doing here?” he rushed out as he gave you a big hug.

“I came to surprise you. Do you wanna see the apartment I got? I haven’t gone there yet,” You asked. This was going to be so much fun.

It’s been a few months since you came here. Since then, the moving company had brought all your stuff and Sapnap and Clay graciously helped you move in and get settled. You hung out with Sapnap almost everyday, most of the time at his place. This meant you saw Clay all the time which could be good or bad depending on the day.

You found out that Clay was sweet and very funny. He was also annoyingly charming, but we won’t discuss that. He took whatever chance he could to flirt with you or to make you all embarrassed.

You also found out that Sapnap not only would approve of this relationship, that will never actually happen, but he actually encourages it. He never shuts up about how he thinks you guys are perfect for each other. He likes the fact that you always have a comeback for Dream and apparently Dream likes that too because teasing and such only got worse.

Today you were in Clay's room while both him and Sapnap streamed. You didn’t mind being in their streams but you didn’t want your face to be out there so you mostly hung out with Dream during these streams. Their fans seem to like the banter that you brought to the group.

“Obviously, chat likes me better. Look at all those hearts they are spamming just for me,” you sassily exclaimed at Dream. 

“Oh, come on now. We are literally on my twitch. They are here for me,” he pointed at himself with a wink at you. 

“I’m on y/n’s side. They are definitely here for her. Our viewers spike when she’s here,” Sapnap laughed out.

You smiled triumphantly at Dream, he simply rolled his eyes and went back to playing with Sapnap, “Whatever, at least I actually know how to play minecraft unlike yourself.”

“Oh, is that the best insult you got? That’s kinda sad Dreamy-poo,” you quickly replied. While it is true that you’ve never played minecraft before, you didn’t really care since video games aren’t your thing.

“OOH, that would be a fun stream. We get y/n to beat the game or something. What do you think chat?” Sapnap asked. You thought it could be fun. You looked over at Dream and he seemed excited about that idea.

“That could be fun, wanna try that right now?” Dream excitedly looked over at you. Well when he looks at you like that, how could you say no?

“Sure, why not?” you replied. You and Dream switched chairs and he started a new world for you. He named it “y/n first time” and giggled at the double meaning of that. Sapnap also joined the world in Creative mode so he could help if you needed.

‘“Okay, put your hands here on the keyboard. W to move forward, A and D to move left or right, and S to move backwards,” he grabbed your hands and explained to you. The contact was very unexpected and had you blushing at Dream. When he turned to you, he didn’t mention your flustered state but he did smile and wink at you. He kept explaining to you the controls, “The space is to jump and use shift to crouch, which means you won’t fall off the edge of blocks.”

The rest of the stream was spent with you trying to beat the game with Sapnap and Dream helping you out. Dream was very flirty and today happened to be one of the days where you didn’t find it annoying. You just hoped chat wouldn’t notice or get weird with it. Last thing you needed was fanfiction. -_-

“Woo-hooo! That’s how it’s done guys,” you screamed, as the achievement came on the screen. Without thinking, you turned and gave Dream a hug. While you were hugging, you realized that you didn’t want him to let go of you. It also seemed he felt the same because he wouldn’t let go either.

The moment was ruined when you heard Sapnap complimenting you, “Good job, y/n! You finished the game pretty quickly. What did you think?”

You quickly let go of Dream and pretended as if nothing happened, “That was really fun, but I couldn’t have done it without you guys helping me out.”

Dream seemed lost in thought when you looked at him. When he finally snapped out of it, he and Sapnap did their outro and ended the stream. Sapnap came into the room to give you a high five, “That was a lot of fun. Our fans really seem to like you.”

“Thank you. It was fun, but I definitely couldn’t do this as often as you guys do,” you replied.

“You could always do it like Dream. He rarely ever streams,” Sapnap said sassily. This seemed to bring Clay back to reality because he gave a soft, but not too soft, punch to Sapnap’s arm making Sapnap rub it and you to softly laugh.

As Sapnap was leaving Clay’s room, he asked, “Are you guys hungry? I was thinking of picking up some food.”

“That sounds great Sapnap. I’m good with anything,” you replied. Clay hummed in agreement. Once Sapnap had left to get the food, you were left alone with Clay.

“Wanna watch youtube or something while we wait for Sapnap?” you asked him. After thinking about it, you decided that you wanted to make some kind of move today. You hoped that he wasn’t flirting with you just for the fun of it and actually reciprocate your feelings.

“Sounds good,” he said. He went to sit on the living room couch and pick something to watch while you went to get a snack.

“I didn’t want to eat too much before Sapnap comes back with food so I just grabbed a small pringles can,” you told him. You went to sit on the couch and sat just a little bit too close to him.

You could see Clay staring at you from the corner of your eye but you made no response. He put his arm on the back of the couch behind you. He had on some show he had been watching all week. You didn’t really care though because your focus was all on him.

Once Clay had all of his focus on what you guys were watching, you started to inch closer to him, basically cuddling into his shoulder. He looked at you questioningly but allowed you to snuggle closer to him causing you to blush.

Eventually Clay’s arm made its way around your shoulders. You mindlessly played with the hand that was on your shoulder and you felt it twitch.

Finally you just bit the bullet and asked Clay straightforwardly, “Why do you tease me all the time?”

He took a second to think of his answer, seemingly deciding to go the joking or the serious route.

“You just look so pretty when you're flustered,” he answered, honestly. This made you heat up all over. 

“I’m . . .pretty?” you asked, unsure where you want this conversation to go. Clay seemed to make this decision for you.

He fully turned towards you before replying, “The prettiest. I knew it as soon as I answered the door for you.”

“So you annoy me because you like me?” you shyly asked.

“Well when you put it like that, you make me sound like a middle schooler. But to answer your question, yeah. I enjoy making you flustered and I especially love it when you snap back at me. I can be a little shit sometimes but you take it in stride,” he smiled at you.

You felt elated by this confession and got as close to him as you could, your face inches from his.

“So would it be okay if I steal a kiss from you?” you whispered.

“You could steal a million of them if you wanted to,” he replied. With that, you leaned forward and kissed him.

This kiss wasn’t very heated. It was a slow but loving kiss, like all the tension was leaving both of your bodies. You didn’t feel fireworks, you felt the butterflies in your stomach settle. 

Once the kiss was over, you both simply stared at each other. Both of you happy over this new calmness of your relationship.

The moment was ruined by a flash of a camera shutter. Both you and Clay turned around to see Sapnap in the doorway, phone in one hand and food in the other.

“I can’t wait to tell George about this. He owes me 50 bucks,” he excitedly informed you guys.

“Did you guys bet on us?” you asked Sapnap, embarrassingly.

“Of course! I bet you guys were head of heels for each other but George bet that you guys hated each other's guts. I turned out right,” he mentioned proudly.

Clay thought it was funny while you just glared at Sapnap. Sapnap simply walked towards the kitchen before saying, “Just make sure to keep the noise down, lovebirds.”

Clay wheezed even harder as you just blushed and hid your face in embarrassment.

“What do you say we go do what he says?” Clay seductively asked you. You simply blushed harder and cuddled closer to him, not able to form a proper response.

[loosemouse]

ATTENTION ALL DNF ENJOYERS!

Are you TIRED of reading uniteresting fanfics? 

Do you want something NEW, something EXCITING??

Check no further! This fanfic has all the drama&cuteness you've ever dreamt of! (Pls i worked hard)

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43210038/chapters/108603813

[captain-coelacanth]

Mcyt goes Ghost Hunting

This is for the people that followed for this and then got totally abandoned. Sorry?

Some hc's of how various groups would do with ghost hunting.

Warnings: ghosts (sort of), fear (on the part of the characters), language

BENCHTRIO

Ranboo is unafraid

Tubbo isn't too scared, until the EMF reader starts buzzing

Then he's scared shitless

Tommy isn't worried until the spirit box starts talking to him

Tommy will show little fear, though, and play the 'macho man' role the entire time

As soon as paranormal stuff starts happening, Tommy and Tubbo will go find a place to hide

Ranboo will calmly keep doing whatever he was doing

And THEN he'll go looking for them

'Why are you two so scared, you look like you've seen a ghost'

Which will earn him a shoulder punch from Tommy

If they do somehow manage to find concrete evidence of a ghost, Tubbo WILL just curl up in a ball on the floor and refuse to get up

Which will cause Ranboo to pick him up and move him outside

Yeah, it'd be pure chaos

DREAMNOTFOUND

Will start out trying to speedrun

But will quickly degrade into George being scared of the most random things and Dream attempting and failing to calm him down

'George, it's just a coat rack, calm down'

'Dream, there was somebody over there I swear'

'Nope, it was just the coat rack'

Many Gogy screams

Dream does most of the work, and even though it freaks him out, he stays forcedly calm

End up taking an hour or two, much longer than expected

Mostly because they both keep getting distracted by stuff

Dream has to forcibly drag George back into the house if they go out for a moment

Would be interesting to say the least

FLOWER HUSBANDS

Scott would be both the terrified onlooker and the concentrated leader

Is pretty much the only sensible one to work with

Which is fortunate for Jimmy, because he is scared out of his mind

Will help, but only when nothing interesting is happening

Scott, meanwhile, is using the EMF reader and spirit box like a professional

While also attempting to keep Jimmy calm

Man truly is a miracle worker

Definitely the most efficient team, mostly because it’s the only group where both people are working towards the end goal

Let me know if you want a part two!

[simplepotatofarmer]

Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: Teen and Up Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Characters: Technoblade, Dream, Philza Status: complete Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Missing Scene, AU - Canon Divergence, Fluff and Angst, Caretaking, Platonic Affection, full tags contain spoilers

Summary:

Bamboos could die but the joints will stay Flowers could fall but the fragrance will linger - shao ye techno and dream aren't friends. they said it themselves. and then techno walks into a trap, surprised to find horrors he couldn't imagine and, even more impossibly, friendship. but that friendship is tested outside the prison, by techno's grief and dream's plan. can it survive? techno isn't sure but he has help.

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[deadqueerboys]

dteam top plzzz on my knees 🛐🛐

Dteam n/sfw list!!

I will keep adding more!

Dream

Toy.

Lace.

Out.

While he plays manhunt.

On his desk.

Fingering.

More fingers.

Sapnap

Boobs.

Inside.

Slapping.

Inside the car.

Sunlight.

On his office.

George

Trying something new.

Mouth.

Sweet and soft.

Hand and hole.

[dreamwasnotaken]

oh

oh my god-

if dream smirked at me like that the things i would do…

[livingproofoftbd]

brandy

rated m | 31.8k words | single chapter

tags: mpreg, unplanned pregnancy, tooth rotting fluff, confessions, friends with benefits, friends to lovers, non explicit sex

like all stupid mistakes, it starts with a bottle of alcohol. specifically, a good bottle of brandy.

or, dream and george have a baby

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huge thanks to @dwtdog and @oz-anonymous for beta reading ily guys <33

also thanks to @uftopia for the ideas when i sent you an anon like a month and a half ago lol (i used most of them)

[bagelrites]

“Go Home”

Fluffy DNF Antarctica Drabble

Dream can hear them playing outside his tent, and they sound like they’re having so much fun, he can’t even be mad at them for keeping him up.

It’s day two of camping in fucking Antarctica, and Dream is even sicker than he was yesterday. He woke up coughing blood and mucus, so while George and Sapnap and Karl get to run around like kids on a snow day, he’s stuck in his sleeping bag: just a little pile of misery, waiting for the hours to tick by.

Still, he likes listening to them.

George makes them drag him around on a sled, laughing gleefully, and then they all take turns pulling each other. They tackle one another, crunch into the snow, complain about lost hats and gloves, lay in sleepy piles until Sapnap—who somehow is always lying at the bottom—complains about his arms going numb. Karl pretends to give George CPR at one point, and Dream scoffs to himself, rolling his eyes, pretending he isn’t even a little bit jealous.

Okay, so maybe he is a bit mad at them for having so much fun while he’s miserable. Or, maybe not mad, but after a while, he does get a flicker of bitterness in his chest, sad that he can’t be out there with them, actually enjoying this trip even a little bit. He almost feels like he’s been forgotten about.

He knows it’s not true, knows they’re just leaving him alone because they care and he’s sick and needs rest, but he can’t help it. He wants to remind them.

“Hey guys, I’m trying to sleep,” he shouts after it sounds like Sapnap has hit George with a shovel. They all go silent for a moment, surprised that he’s even awake, then go right back to shouting, this time making fun of him.

He sighs, slumps back into his sleeping bag, and tells himself to forget it. Let them have their fun. They deserve it.

He’s surprised when a few minutes later, someone is unzipping the flap on his tent.

“George?” he says when he sees a flash of orange coat.

“Ugh, why does it smell so bad in here?” George says, scrunching up his nose as he climbs inside with him. “It literally smells like piss.”

Dream laughs, raspy, and George just zips the flap closed and awkwardly shuffles until he’s sitting next to Dream.

“Does it? I think my nose is totally broken,” he says.

“Yeah, it does. You’re all… stinky and sick.” George flicks his glove around, the second layer hanging loose from the first. “And sad.”

“Aww, George. Did you come to check on me?” Dream teases, rolling onto his side so he can see him better.

“No.” George wraps his arms around his legs, looking small even in his puffy jacket. “I’m pranking you. Making sure you can’t fall asleep.”

“Eh, don’t worry. I’m not getting any sleep anyways.”

George hums, and they’re quiet for a moment, just sitting in each other’s presence. Karl’s piercing laugh echoes outside, and there’s a thump as someone is tackled to the snow.

“Sorry for keeping you up,” George mumbles.

“It’s fine. Like I said, I don’t think I’d be able to sleep anyways.”

“You shouldn’t be here, Dream. You should go home.” George is frowning intently, flicking his glove around with more agitation. Dream knows he’s upset, but it still warms his heart to see how much George cares.

“Trust me, I would if I could.” Dream pauses to cough, then gulps to wet his throat. “You don’t have to sit here with me, you know. You should go have fun. I’ll be fine.”

“I wish I had soup,” George says out of nowhere, and Dream laughs, because he knows what he means.

“Thanks, George.” He reaches up out of the sleeping bag and just loosely pats George’s knee. It’s the best he can do, under these conditions.

“Not for you. Obviously.” George scoffs and starts to leave.

“Knowing you care is better than soup,” Dream says, because he likes to be cheesy sometimes, and he likes even more to see the involuntary smile that flashes across George’s red cheeks.

“Shut up. Idiot.” He rolls his eyes, fond as ever, and unzips the flap. “Get some sleep. We’re going home tomorrow.”

“I know,” Dream says. George shares one last glance with him, his smile twinkling in his eyes, and even though he was just trying to be cheesy, the feeling really is warm like soup in his belly.

[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

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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,"

[catcrumbled]

alright for every like this post gets i’ll write 15 words, 25 for each reblog

[lieyanro]

Art of the latest chapter, chapter 26, of my fic atlas in his resolve!

[simplepotatofarmer]

Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: Teen & Up Warnings: Graphic Descriptions of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: Technoblade, Dream, Philza, Ranboo, Punz Status: in-progress Additional Tags: hurt/comfort, not canon compliant, angst with a happy ending, character death, implied suicidal thoughts, grief/mourning, the syndicate, deity dreamXD

Summary: dream comes to techno with a request: stand by while he's executed.

it's not a request that techno likes but he trusts the strange, green necromancer. but this time death is permanent and in the wake of dream's final death, things on the server begin to fall apart.

then out of the shadows comes a nameless person clad in black, identity hidden behind a black dog mask to offer support. can they trust this person? do they have any choice?

cover credit: @sunshine-dream

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