#Punz x you

[disturbed-and-depressed]

Dream: Did you take out Y/n as I requested?

Punz: Y/n has been taken out, yes.

Dream: You have my grat-

Punz: It was a great restaurant.

Punz: We had a romantic candlelit dinner.

Punz: Y/n proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers.

[plutodexay]

Cuddling with Punz

Punz lays on his side, meaning his favorite position would probably be spooning. He would be the big spoon because this is Punz were talking about himbo big boy.

One night he would be exhausted after stream, losing his rank again. Almost immediately after his screen went dark he would be trudging into your shared room, a small smile spreading across his face as he looked down on you half awake looking at your phone.

When you realized you smiled on your own, putting your phone down and opening your arms wide to him. Instantly he would fall onto you, his head burrowing into your chest as your hand rubbed his lower back. You could feel his breath hitting your chest as he started to calm down, all the pent up anger from his losses slowly fading away as he felt you

Soon he would want to move, his head coming off your chest to lay on the pillows behind you. Before you could register the movement Punz was moving your hips to lay against his, making you face away from him as he rested his head against your neck tickling you with a chuckle. 

Any type of disagreement would be ignored by the blond, his focus solely on your warmth and breathing. Within minutes you would here small snores leaving him, the grip he had on you growing tighter as he slept. 

You were stuck being his teddy bear for the night, and probably every night until he got his rank again. 

[sunshine-on-marz]

could you write cute little things about dating quackity, punz, foolish, and sapnap? (separately, and all cc!)

Bro I’m skipping so many asks and a WIP to write this cause I really want to make it known that I WRITE FOR MORE THAN JUST SBI!!!! So I hope you like this!

Quackity

This man loves you so much

And he makes it known

Did a stream once just to show off the the Minecraft world the two of you had been working on

You know how some couples have a date night schedule to like… idk, go to their favorite restaurant once a month. Then they do that on top of any other dates. Y’all know what I’m talking about?

Y’all do that with gaming.

Atleast once a week the two of you put aside and hour or two where you both put down your phones, lay on the couch, and play video games together.

He gives shoulder kisses

Buys you both matching beanies.

Punz

Definitely calls you his ‘gorgeous baby’

Your anniversary is his phone password

I feel like he’d love doing arts and crafts with you. Just little stuff like origami and painting rocks, but it’s still super sweet

Picks you up like this

Long, long, sweet kisses

Foolish

THE HIMBO!!!!

Takes you to the gym with him and spots you

He loves when you sit on his lap

Quick neck kisses

Dances with you even if there’s no music playing

He builds you pretty statues and other Minecraft stuff

Promise rings!!!

Sapnap

Calls you “darlin’” and “sugar” and “babe”

Cannot shut up about you. “CLAY!! Did you know that y/n did [mundane task]” “ok?” “They’re the best”

(Reluctantly) lets you do his hair

Buys you two matching shoes

Teaches you how to/plays Valorant with you on stream

Wakes you up with breakfast in bed the next morning whenever you have a bad day

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EEEEEE I RLLY LIKE THIS!!!!!!

[stardustluvs]

Helllo! This is my first ask, asking from your page. But could you do a reader (any gender or gender neutral) doing their best to suprise Punz and make him smile.

Like reader tries to do anything, even if its something random or just in the middle of nothing. But they try to make him crack a little smile?

Im thinking of a little wholesome today :>

Let Me Love You - Punz X Reader

Word Count: 633

Pairing: Punz x gn!Reader

Summary: After a bad day, gn!reader just wants to see their boyfriend smile again, wanting to take care of him and make him feel better.

Warnings: Punz referred to by his real name

Author’s Note: I saw this in my requests and literally could have melted! This was so cute to write! Also, I know this is probably a tad different than you intended but I think it works just as well!

Requests are open! || masterlist

Today was so off, you couldn’t even put your finger as to why. Well. Maybe you could. Luke had only come out of his bedroom maybe once today and it sounded like it took everything in him to even say a simple “hello” or “good morning.”

You stared at the staircase from the kitchen, debating on going to check on him. Normally he would’ve made more conversation or invited you to come hang out in his room with him or something, but today? Nothing.

You practically lived here now, having spent nearly every day at his house for the past year you’ve been together, so you understood if maybe he wanted his own space, but this felt like something he would’ve said if he felt that way about.

Another moment went by before turning on your heel to go check on him without another thought. As you approached his bedroom door though, you hesitated suddenly.

If he wants space, it should be respected.

The conflicting thoughts battled in your mind but you refused to let it get in the way. What if something was wrong?

You knocked on the door softly, but loud enough he would hear it from inside.

You were about to enter when nothing but silence followed until you could hear your boyfriend’s voice telling you to come in. You frowned softly at the realization his voice didn’t seem…him.

As you opened the door, you peeked your head into the bedroom, glancing around until you found him on his bed, staring down at his phone.

“Are you okay?” You asked him, stepping into the room completely, shutting the door softly behind you as you made your way over to the bed to sit next to him. He was sat up against the headboard of his bed, mindlessly scrolling on what you could only guess was Twitter or Instagram.

He didn’t answer, not unless a soft “mm” counts, and to you, it did not.

You rested your head against his shoulder, watching him scroll. Silently, he laid his head against yours, turning his phone off and setting it in his lap.

“What’s going on, Luke?” You asked him softly, moving your head to look at him.

“Just a shitty day. I had a horrible stream last night and I also barely got any sleep afterward, and I just feel…bleh,” He sighed.

You frowned softly at his answer, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

He grabbed your hand softly, rubbing his thumb against it gently, “You don’t need to worry about me, you have your own shit going on,” He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re literally crazy, come here,” You said, pulling him into a hug.

He hugged you back with a sigh, “Sorry I’ve been so absent today.”

You pulled away, shaking your head ‘no.’

“Don’t apologize for having a bad day,” You said, “here, lay down with me,” You added.

You lay down on his bed, pulling him down with you, throwing the blanket over the two of you.

“Don’t we have stuff to do today?” He asked, after laying down reluctantly.

“Yeah, nap,” You responded with a small laugh, kissing his forehead.

For the first time all day, he smiled softly at you, and it gave you a familiar feeling of happiness.

“I missed your smile,” You told him softly as he rested his head next to yours, facing you.

He hugged your waist as he buried his face into your chest.

It wasn’t often he let himself be the one to be taken care of, but he was always the sweetest when it happened, and you enjoyed getting to return the love you felt for him.

You watched as he drifted off to sleep, running a hand through his hair softly, falling asleep yourself soon after.

[yettobedetermined7]

Imagine joining Sapnap, Punz, Foolish, Karl, Quackity and Nolan to steal Mr Beast’s Tesla

This video was so funny, I am in a Punz mood again so here’s a Punz gif

[cloverhasnobrain]

I'm not sure what you're request rules are since I can't find the page [if you have one] but if it doesn't go outside your boundaries, could I request headcanons of revivebur, c!dream, and/or c!punz (separately) with a brat reader?

preferably a male reader, but if not, gn is alright :]

Ok Im finna go feral on this omg

So this is probably not going to be sfw so please beware lol

Warnings: smoking, sex obviously, degrading, slapping

Dream, Revivebur and Punz x brat! Male! Reader headcannons

C!dream:

Tries not to act like it, but secretly loves it so much

Will love to punish you, discipline you a bit, and will spend hours doing so if needed

At first he will be surprisingly soft about it, but if you keep pushing he WILL get pretty sadistic 😏

Is obsessed over that moment where you finally cave, your pretty little face contorting in the need for him, all for him, just for him.

"I didn't want to go this far, baby boy, but you leave me no other choice other than railing you until all you can think of is how I am the dominant one here"

Overstimulating you sometimes, but loves to edge you more

You don't get release until he says so, and damn, if you disobey, it will be so much worse

After he is done with you, he will do after care, but still whispering to you about how you need to learn your place and to behave next time with the promise of a reward

Revivebur

Oh boy, you don't know what you're getting into

Has a much shorter temper, and it will be shown when you start to act up

But that is a good thing, because this man LOVES hate sex

Will pound into you, calling you a stupid fucking slut

Such a pretty toy, why must you be so defiant?

You don't have to worry about his sanity when being a brat, just be careful to not be too dominant or you'll put him in subspace

Please praise him as you feel yourself surrendering, he will go crazy

"You could have gotten everything. Rewards, kisses, even to fuck into me. But of course you had to be such a little brat, huh? I'll give you some discipline."

Sometimes he will leave you with no aftercare for a while, smoke a cig watching you just completely fucked up, painted white and flustered

But don't worry, after a while he will clean you, maybe even pamper you a bit 👀

C! Punz

At first, he will play into your attitude, only to slap your butt and tell you to behave

Will warn you at first, but you never listen, do you?

Will praise and degrade you, and LOVE to edge you

Teasing you a lot, but then overstimulating you till you're dehydrated lol

Will be so kind as to give you some time to recover though

I feel like between the three, he would have the mildest temper

Pampering you and whispering sweet nothings into your ear after punishing the shit out of you

"Oh, you look so handsome all fucked up like this. Hopefully next time you will know how to behave, right?"

All of them love leaving you all marked up in places impossible to hide, the bastards

_________________________________________

So that was all. I don't know Punz very well, so I hope I captured his personality well-

Thank you for the request, and feel free to leave more if you want!

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Scenario one and dialogue seventeen for Punz please?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I love you too.”

[blurryvxntage]

hey hey hey! :)

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

cw: Punz’s real name

(dad!punz x mom!reader)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[im-notbean]

Punz x Male! Soccer player! Reader. Pt 1.5

A drabble inside of my AU of Punzo <Link here if you want context lol>

Punz went Live!: Introducing...with face cam???

Y/N sat in his boyfriends gaming chair he had told him that he cpuld use his computer any time Y/N wanted and yes, he were using that to his advantage. Y/N waited about two minutes before testing the mic out.

"Hello..? I don't know hoe to work this thing so...uh is the mic working chaters?"

Orange_: its working

i-heart-mum: ayee punzo...that aint fucking punz-

Fossabot: im_notbean subscribed with a teir 1! Their on a 18 month streak!

gayfrogo: WHERE IS PUNZO-

"In case your wondering, no I'm not Luke. But I do know how to work his setup, which is his fault for teaching me how to use."

bee.boied: damn-

Fossabot: Orange_ subscribed with Twitch Prime! Their on a 5 month streak!

"Damn indeed but eh, his problem now. I do know I ain't messing with his valo and stuff, I swear he loves that shit more than me-" "Y/N." "Fuck-" "Seriously?! I know I told you that you could use my computer anytime you wanted but why the hell would you go live?!!." "Because why the fuck not? Plus you taught me how to use this shit." "Your lucky I love you." "That's gay." "Bitch."

im_notbean: we gonna ignore that orrrr....

Orange_: @ im_notbean we are

im_notbean: =|

"What? Your the one who's a bitch here." "How am I a bitch?" "Your acting like one Luke." "Aye." "Whatever." "Don't whatever me mister."

anons.379: anyone else enjoying the banter

i-love-karens: *Deleted Message*

Fossabot: @ i-love-karens please be nice in chat! Warning

itunes-slaphard: punzo and guest banter>>>>

"I will turn on the cam." "What would that do anyway?" "They get to see your neck?" "...Fuck you." "Already did." "That's gay." "I am though. So are you!?" "I'm bi. Their is a clear difference." "Bitch your still partly gay." "Shut up." "Also throw a fucking shirt on" "Oh piss off."

Orange_: anyone gonna clip this???

im_notbean: way ahead of you orange

Orange_: YIPPEE

Y/N looked at Luke who had thrown himself into the bed behind him and rolled the chair bsck towards him. He poked his cheek before he spun around and pulled the chair back to the desk before pressing the button to turn on the camera. Y/N blinked to adjust the brighness of the screen, he looked at chat reel quick and smiled as compliments flooded throughout the computer. He had challenged chat to see if they could guess who he was or what sport he played.

"Thank you Cristi for the 5 gifted and no, I don't play American Football...Baseball, no I used to play that." "Why can't I say anything thoughhhh." "Because you'll give away the answer :(" "Fine." "Thanl you Aprilz for the teir one...I don't play lacrosse either. Do you guys want a hint?"

im_notbean: PLEASEEEE

Orange: were beging here :((((

i-love-karens: 😭😭😭

Y/N laughed before giving a hint. "11 players and the feild is just a bit wider than an American football feild. I gave y'all some obvious ones here."

im_notbean: Soccer??

Orange_: soccer. were so dumb-

bee.boi: i feel stupid-

anons.379: bro...

"Luke is your chat saying their dumb normal-" "Sometimes but yeah, wait let me see."

Punz pulled himself from the bed and walked over to the chair and looked at chat, Punz snickered before looking bsck at his boyfriend and smiling. Y/N booped his nose, Punz looked at you confusion as he giggled. He booped his nose again.

"Boop!" "What are you doing??" "I'm booping you" "Huh..?" "You don't know what booping is?" "No, but the face when you do boop me is cute." "E-eh...that's kinda gay." "Uh- Bitch." "Whore." "Slut." "Fucktoy." "I am not a fucktoy." "You were last night." "I-Uh- Your gonna get me band on Twitch-" "Suffer." "Shut up." "Make me."

i-lovekat: wtf did i just join-

im_notbean: half of us dont even know either-

i-lovekat: fair

"Woah Y/N that's a little gay." "Motherfucker I am gay...for you ♡" "Uh- UMM...CHAT DON'T CLIP THAT." "Chat don't listen to him. Clip it." "Nooooooooo" "Ba-Luke...If you don't want them to it's fine by me, I'm just teasing." "Hmph." "Great...Chat this is your fucking fault."

Orange_: OI WHAT DID WE DO >:[

im_notbean: YEAH >:/

"You cliped that and now I'm getting the silent treatment! That sucks for me and you guys." "You can make it up to me." "I can! How!!" "Kiss me." "...What." "You heard me. Kiss-"

Y/N pulled Punz down and kissed his cheek. You could see Y/N say something but the mic didn't pick it up. All chat knew was that these two idols and idiots were in love.

Sorry this is so short :(

But I wanted to get something out because I got grounded lmao so yeah-

[disturbed-and-depressed]

Punz: I would never say that my partner is a bitch and I don’t don’t like them. That’s not true… My partner is a bitch and I like them so much!

[moriiartist]

HUNTER’S MOON

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PAIRING: Werewolf!Punz x GN!Reader

SUMMARY: You’ve always been fascinated with the stars ever since you were a kid, despite how people may have judged you for it. Sucks to be them, though, because they can’t cuddle with their werewolf boyfriend on a stargazing date.

WARNINGS: Language, implied/referenced child abuse, death mention

A/N: Werewolf Punz holds a special place in my heart, even if I don’t really like the way that I wrote this. I hope you guys like it more than I do!

It was rare to find someone with a hobby like yours where you lived, sequestered between mountain peaks that scraped the sky and a hundred miles from the big city.

Since you were a kid, you’ve always been a little different from everyone else. Not enough that you were labeled a ‘problem child’; you always played nicely with the other kids, were invited to birthday parties, post-prom bashes, went on dates, and the like. 

Rather, it had always felt like you were disconnected from the goings-on in your hometown. You floated through life, head in the clouds, feet firmly planted in the earth, and your eyes affixed to the brightest star in the sky. 

Since you could speak, your fascination for the heavens had blossomed like cherry blossoms in spring. Glow in the dark stars? Plastered across every inch of wall space in your room. Astronaut stickers? The bane of your mother, who found them stuck in increasingly improbable places throughout the house. Star Wars? Played on almost every family movie night.

You consumed space documentaries with a rabid hunger that could only be quenched by Neil Degrasse Tyson’s calm voice. Every weekend your dad made a point to drive you out to some remote point in the wilderness, indulging your fantasies happily. There are probably pictures of you in your little astronaut costume, decked out for career day, rotting away in the attic of the old house.

Which, of course, is all just a long way of saying you thought stars were really cool.

‘Daddy,’ you’d asked one day as you’d lain in the backyard, staring up at the limitless expanse of the night sky. Your mother had put the kibosh on your father driving at so late an hour, so you had to make do with what you had at home.

You pointed towards a certain star that’d caught your attention, glowing brightly despite the light pollution from town. ‘What’s that one called?’

‘Sirius’, your father had told you, as you lay on your backs in the yard. ‘It’s the brightest star in the sky, besides the sun.’

The long summer grass had tickled at the exposed flesh on your arms and legs, but it was easy to ignore the sensation when you could watch as the Milky Way spread her arms wide across the sky. Fireflies danced through the air, thick with the cool, sweet scent of crushed plant life, and the playful breeze whipped the trees into a rainstorm of sound.

Your father had grinned, cheek pressed to the earth, crow’s feet as deep as crevasses crinkling at the corners of his eyes. All fondness. The stars had glimmered like diamonds in the sky. Even the wind seemed to laugh. For one shining moment, you had been, perfectly, incandescently happy.

Then he died, and everything changed.

It was difficult, even now, for you to recall the months that passed after your father’s death. There were no words that you could express that could capture the pain, the longing, the pure, unadulterated grief that had consumed you. Even the stars that had guided you for so long had lost their appeal.

It was even more difficult for you to recall what had happened with your mother.

You may have been young before, but you were far from stupid. You understood that, while your father may have been thrilled with your hobby, your mother was more critical.

To her, it was a distraction from what you needed to be doing: studying, forming bonds with your peers, and getting a good night’s sleep so you wouldn’t nod off in class. Although nobody acknowledged it, she’d always looked… disappointed, whenever she watched the other parents with their ‘normal’ children. Like she would easily trade one of them for you.

After the funeral, there was no one left to protect you when the dam finally broke.

You sighed heavily, the warm rush of breath doing nothing to assuage your body’s protests as heat coiled through your aching muscles. Shouldering the bag strapped to your back, you winced as you heard the heavy metal clink of the parts inside knocking together, and forged onwards; the winding forest trail ahead lit only by the sun’s dying light.

It had been many, many years since that day, and although you hadn’t seen your mother for the better part of a decade, the half-healed scars she’d left behind still smarted. You had made a point not to think about it too much anymore- what’s done is done, and living in the past only served to ruin your future.

(You would know.)

No- rather than digging up the long-buried interpersonal issues you would like to keep buried, thankyouverymuch, today you were hiking out into the woods to see a rare meteorological phenomenon that you had been looking forward to for the past year: the hunter’s moon.

You bit back a grin at the thought of it, unconsciously picking up the pace. Your second most favorite thing in the world was still looking at the stars and all the celestial bodies found in the evening sky, no matter how much your mother had tried to beat it down with harsh words and a cookie-cutter mold to force you into. 

Sometimes you had to remind yourself that she hadn’t won. In the end, the only thing that she succeeded in was driving you further away from the ‘ideal child’ she wanted you to be- the ‘ideal child’ that she wanted to own.

Now? You belonged to nothing and nobody except the wilderness.

The wind raked icy claws through the trees overhead, the rush of leaves a rainstorm of darkening autumn colors and sound. It grabbed at your jacket, your bag; it pushed your body forward, almost as if it was as impatient for you to get where you were going as you were.

Birds flitting through the trees had already begun to transition from the day-dwelling species to the nocturnal- the simple two-note song of the chickadee replaced with the low, sonorous hoo-hoos of owls. 

The singing of crickets that you had grown so used to in the summer was notably absent, though not surprising. It had already begun to get colder as the earth drew near to the end of its cycle around the sun, and most of the bugs had either died, migrated away, or started to hibernate.

You scratched at your arm with a scowl. Except for the mosquitos, apparently.

It didn’t take long for you to see the break in the line of the trees, and you stepped out into an isolated rock outcropping that jutted out of the mountainside, looking out over the valley below. No clouds obscured your view of the sky, leaving it an unbroken swathe of blood-orange, amber, and roseate hues.

The sun was already beginning to sink below the horizon line, swallowed by a cragged maw of cliff peaks and finally illuminating the moon’s face as it marched westward towards its zenith. The moon hung in the sky like the pendant of a queen’s necklace, large, pale, and uncharacteristically grapefruit-like- almost as though it had been stained by the last remnants of sunlight.

Gravel and drying grass crunched under your feet as you made your way closer to the edge of the point, where a large, weathered stone was wedged deep into the earth. You were glad that you had chosen to wear pants. As you stepped carefully around the mountainous scrub bushes, tall grasses, and wildflowers that dotted the clearing, prickly vines snagged at the fabric, foiled in their plans to mutilate your legs. 

You sighed, a small, secret smile playing at the edges of your lips as you stopped just shy of the drop-off, letting your bag roll off your shoulder and onto the ground with a metallic thump. You could enjoy the scenery later- you had work to do.

Before you could begin to assemble your telescope, however, the sounds of the forest that you had grown so accustomed to vanished. The birds, the gentle swaying of the greenery in the breeze- even the stars just beginning to dot the sky seemed to hush.

And then, a howl.

It echoed through the valley, long and musical, and you felt your breath catch in your throat. Your heart began to race in your chest, pounding against your ribcage like a trapped bird might a glass window.

However, you were not afraid. You did not bolt from your spot on the hill, or cower, or even shiver as the sound died out into a whisper of an echo. Nor did you flinch at the dry sound of branches snapping rang out from behind you.

The wind picked up, whipping past you to blow in the direction of the line of bushes and brambles that bracketed the treeline.

You dropped your shoulders and tipped your head back. Sighed breathlessly. Then turned around, hands fisted against your hips.

“Now, I may be human, but I’m not deaf, y’know.”

For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of air whistling around you. Then, a lone figure stepped out from underneath the shelter of the forest’s shadow and into the blueness of the night; a wolf.

It was much larger than any other wild animal that you’d come across on hikes (including the black bear that you’d stumbled into once), towering up to a height that you estimated as a little over a meter, even as it stood a good distance away at the edge of the plain. It was gangly in the way that all young things are, marking it as a half-grown pup instead of a full adult.

Although moonbeams painted its outer coat- the guard hairs- silver, you knew that the pelt underneath was a tricolored mixture of pale gold, dusky brown, and the faintest hint of dark grey. It rippled as the wolf moved closer, shoving its ears forward until they strained against the muscle.

The wolf’s eyes were startling- clear and blue as the alpine flowers that dotted the clearing, and unerringly fixed on yours. What was all the more noticeable, though, was the uncanny intelligence that gleamed within their depths; an intelligence that demanded to be recognized for what it was, and not just explained away as an animal’s predatory gaze.

Your eyebrow ticked up, lips pursing.

The wolf’s tail wagged once. Twice.

You blanched.

“Purpled, no.”

In a blink, you were knocked flat on your back, and you wheezed as a heavy paw pinned your ribcage to the ground. You could barely even begin to fend off a barrage of happy wolf licks as a wet, slimy tongue swiped across your face.

“What the fuck-”  you wheezed, spluttering as the young wolf made another attempt at your face. “Dude!”

He licked his jowls smugly, then yelped as you shoved his face away with a hand, wiping the drool soaked into your hands onto his pristine fur coat. Purpled growled without any heat, whuffling at the shiny trails that your fingers at left.

“You’re so gross. I’ve never met a werewolf as singularly gross as you,” you muttered, wiping at your mouth with the collar of your shirt. You glared. “Happy now, asshole?”

Purpled grinned wolfishly, tongue lolling out of his mouth. He was, indeed, very pleased with himself.

Pushing at his broad chest, you managed to heave the furry menace off your body and send him tumbling to the dusty ground. Content with the havoc that he’d wreaked, he let you, perfectly happy to lie on his back as you brushed yourself off, grumbling about ‘stupid werewolves and their stupid puppy faces.’

If you hadn’t clued into it by now: yes, werewolves exist. The information isn’t exactly new to you, given that you’d been enduring Purpled’s wolfish assholery for the better part of two years- though, it was certainly a shock the first time he’d decided to straight-up tackle you.

“Every time I see you, you pull shit like this,” you sighed dramatically, tipping your head back. “Makes me feel bad for Punz. I only get to see you like, what? Once every month or so? And I can barely stand it.”

The young wolf made a sharp noise of protest, and, before you could blink, a teenager had appeared in place of the beast. Although he was still eighteen, he was all long limbs and no filling. His dirty blonde hair was ruffled, sticking up in every direction. His signature purple hoodie was rumpled. He was wearing basketball shorts in the middle of Autumn.

You pressed a fist to your mouth in an attempt to stifle a laugh. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed.

Purpled stretched, popping the vertebrae of his spine one by one until he was on his tip-toes. Then, and only then, he regarded you with a cool blue gaze.

“Excuse you, I am a fucking gift.”

“Where’s your brother?” you asked, completely ignoring him. “I thought you two were supposed to travel together.”

Purpled rolled his eyes. “And spend the rest of my night watching you make moon-eyes at each other? Uh, no thanks. I wanted to avoid the romance as much as I possibly could.”

You stared at him, deadpan.

“Then why did you insist on third-wheeling?”

He coughed, the tips of his ears going red, but you were distracted as your gaze flickered behind him, jumping towards the movement of another body emerging from the woods.

Punz halted a foot away watching the both of you with a mischievous expression. They were wearing their trademark hoodie, the one that was always suspiciously spotless despite them basically living in the woods, and a pair of ripped jeans and hiking boots.

His face was flushed slightly, and his breathing was heavier than normal, almost as though he’d been running recently. Which, if you had to hazard a guess, he had, given the knowledge that his pack’s territory encompassed the entire valley. He could’ve been in any part of it and had to hurry to make the meetup time.

You grinned helplessly, your heart doing that giddy little hop-skip stutter it always made when you saw them, and shyly tilted your head to the side as they approached. Their long stride allowed them to cover ground quickly, and before you knew it, they were winding an arm around your shoulder as you sunk into the heat radiating off their body.

“Hey,” you said, aiming for something cool, composed, and collected- and failing miserably. He grinned, all sharp teeth and teasing eyes, and chuckled. “Hey yourself.”

Punz hummed, the sound rumbling in his chest, and pressed a kiss to your cheek, stubble scraping against the tender flesh. Before he could pull away, quick as a snake you grabbed his jaw and pulled him into a proper press of mouth-on-mouth, feeling his lips curl into a grin against yours.

Purpled made a gagging noise, and the two of you pulled away. You stuck your tongue out at him.

“The both of you seemed like you were having fun,” Punz said idly, a hand coming up to cup the nape of your neck.

The teen shot his brother a disgusted look, still somehow able to maintain the impassive facade that he always seemed to wear. You snickered.

“Sure, let’s go with that.”

It took only a few minutes to assemble the telescope that you had lugged all the way into the wilderness, but by the time you finished, the moon was already riding high in the sky. The slight color distortion that had turned it from its usual white to pale orange hadn’t faded- rather the opposite.

Looking through the lens, even the craters appeared to be a deep pumpkin color. Fitting for the season, you supposed.

The boys had settled a little bit away from where you crouched, staring up at the sky. While Purpled had pulled out his phone, Punz’s gaze was focused solely on you as you worked, the beginnings of a smile turning his eyes into little crescents.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you so excited,” he mused, tilting his head. His hair, so similar in color to his brother’s, shifted with the movement, and you found yourself suddenly overcome with the urge to run your fingers through it. You shook your head minutely. Stars now, snogging later.

You chewed on the corner of your lip. “Really?”

Punz grinned. “Yeah, you’re bouncing all over the place.”

Feeling your face heat, you scoffed. There was no malice in the action, however, and by the stupid, smug smirk on Punz’s face, he knew it.

You hesitated, settling your fingers on the grooves of the telescope dials.

“Come on, tell me about the stars,” he goaded gently. “I know you want to.”

It was easy to give in. It always was.

The air was cool, and the ground had long lost most of its daytime warmth, but you felt perfectly fine as Punz tucked you under his hoodie, face just barely able to peek out of the neck hole. He rested his chin on your head, and you felt his whole body rumble beneath your back; you thought it was an awful lot like a purr, but knew that he would be offended if you compared him to a damn vampire.

“Well,” you started slowly, eyes large and glossy as you watched the stars turn overhead. “I know that full moons are already special to werewolves, but this one is even… more? If that makes sense?”

“How so?”

“You know the autumn equinox? It’s one of the only two times of the year when the day is the same length as the night. The other one is the spring equinox.”

“Yeah?”

“Well, this moon is the one that comes right after the autumn equinox moon, but because it's so close, it’s still affected by it. Haven’t you noticed the color? And how the sky is waayyy brighter than usual?”

Punz shifted, and you know that he was looking for what you’d pointed out.

“Huh,” he murmured after a pause, the hand on your hip squeezing slightly. “I guess you’re right.”

You snorted. “How could you not notice? It’s normally pitch black out here.”

“Maybe to your puny human eyes.”

You turned around (as much as you were able to, anyways) and smacked him in the chest. He made a mock wound of hurt, then a startled laugh as you wriggled out of his hoodie, stumbling away on giddy legs.

Darting away, you ran around the edge of the clearing, taunting him. Like always, Punz was quick to follow, the shift to his wolf form instantaneous.

Purpled looked up from his phone, taking in the scene. Punz nipped at your jacket playfully, each of his teeth about as long as your pinky finger. Unafraid, you bopped him on the nose and danced away.

He wrinkled his nose.

“God, you two are disgusting.”

@blufr0st​ @itsonlydana​ @amearla​ @bapthadapper​ @redactedsouls​ @sina-the-idiot @icarusthefoolish @blockyshieldmaiden​ @lunarheartsposts​

[skeleton-bees]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUNZ I HOPE ITS AMAZING AND LOVELY

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

[sunshine-on-marz]

It wasn't intended as a request but if you're up for writing it I'd love that sm :)

Music/mcr anon

Yesssss Okok

Poly!Himbros x Reader

Sick and confused

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If foolish was sick

-punz comes into your ‘office’ and spins your chair to face him

-“babe, Noah’s sick, help”

-you giggled a bit and get up to walk to the bedroom.

-“awe my sweet boyyyyy”

-foolish blushed at your cooing but quickly went into the sneezing fit

-you rush to the medical cabinet and grab some medicine and a thermometer

-you take his temp and see he has a fever

-you give the medicine to Luke who looks terrified at a 103°F (39°C) fever on his spouse

-“Luke, hun, he’s gonna be fine, give him two of those” you point to the medicine

-you walk back into the room with a cool rag and see Luke standing in the corner looking very stressed

-you put the rag on Noah and placed a kiss to your finger then your finger to his cheek

-“you ok over there” you said to Luke

-“is he gonna die?” The blonde said back

-you spent quite a while explaining that no, a common cold would not kill your lover

If punz was sick

-Foolish was terrified when he came to get you from the kitchen

-“woah woah, Noah, what’s wrong sweetness?” You said to the boy as you turned off the stove and placed both hands on his shoulders

-he just took your hands off his shoulders and took them into his own as he dragged you to the bed room and then placed them onto Punz’s head.

-he had a clear fever

-you turned to your fidgeting gentle giant of a boyfriend and kissed his cheek

-“Noah darling, it’s ok, breathe. Can you go grab me some medicine? It’s the red bottle in the cabinet”

-he nodded and ran off.

-you sat next to punz on the bed and pet his hair as he layed with his head in your lap.

-foolish came back and you gave punz the meds.

-poor foolish was shaking

-you ended up with both boys asleep in your lap

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Ugh I love these babies

[yettobedetermined7]

Imagine being on Foolishs and Punzs team on TwitchRivals

[imagines-babes]

‘I Was Made for Loving You’ (Punz)

Helloo everyone, how are you? This week story sweet and short. Honest question, do you guys like short stories or long stories? Let me know. The song is from Tori Kelly called, ‘I Was Made for Loving You.” Hope everyone enjoys this story it’s only 600 words. Till next time bye!!

Part 2___Part 3 Punz List Masterlist

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Laying in bed with the window blinds of moonlight hit my face. Hearing my phone ring. I look over at the clock I had to see it was 4 in the morning.

*incoming facetime call from Punz*

Answering it I laid on my side lowering the brightness to only see him putting his the phone in front of the computer. "Yes punz how may I help you?" I question as he left a headphone out to hear me. He took a glance down at the phone. "Just wanted to call you can't I call you?" He questioned as his match started. "You can but when it's a reasonable time here in Texas and for you. Not when it's 4am here and 6 am there." Punz laugh as he look at the time on his phone, "you mean when it's 5 am here not 6." I gave him a stare hanging up the phone.

I turn my phone around only to hear it ring once more.

*incoming FaceTime call from Punz*

Sadly I accept it. "Oh come on I was just telling you the time and saying you were wrong you didn't have to hang up cause I was right. I mean usually I am." He cocky of course he is. "No I don't think you are usually punz it's mostly the other way around." Hearing his laugh made me miss him. But honestly we live in different place. I’m here in Texas as he’s there in Flordia. I think that's one of the many things I miss about him.

While he played, slowly I started to study his facial features. How his eyes are always relaxed. How the eye color I could get lost in. How his hair try's to go to his face for him to just adjust his headphones. How his hair go behind his ear as if he was a prince. How his beard is slowly starting to show.  His jawline as he clenches his teeth together. Starting to get lost in eyes a little it made me laugh.

"Y/n are you there?" Punz only question as it snap out of my thought. "Yeah yeah I'm here sorry what did you ask?” Only to hear him laugh a little. “Is y/n getting distracted again,” shaking my head quick as I put up a laugh. He just play his valo match. Knowing I’m not getting any sleep I went to my computer turning it on as I place mine phone next to the monitor.

Punz heard some rustling as y/n was setting up their phone with a brightness of the computer,which he guess where it from, showed more of there features.

Now it was Punz getting memorized by y/n. By their eyes, their hair, and their soft smile in the morning. Honestly, sometimes the only reason why he calls them was to hear their voice or just to see their face. He would lie and say people were crazy how he talks about them or how he would stare at them. But deep down he knew they were right. As for y/n, they would do the same with their friends. For the friends it was torture. Some of their plans to get them together would work as for other we’re just horrible. So they decided to not help them and just let them go with their own flow.

It was a dynamic between the two. Staring at each other, laughs, make jokes, and smile.

They were two friends who have fallen in love with each other. But are too scared to make the first move.

[prettytoxicrevolver]

5 with Punz and hmm can the candy be a ring pop

“What else is on the list?” You ask, turning to look at Punz across the shopping cart between the two of you.

“Uh,” Punz murmurs, pulling his phone out to consult the list the two of you came up with.

As he does so, you continue to pull the cart by the front of it, wandering down to the next aisle hoping you don’t have to go back to the aisle you were just in.

“We need-“ Punz starts but your loud gasp makes him stop in his tracks.

“Can we get ring pops?” You ask excitedly, holding up the bag of candy.

“Really?”

“They’re my favorite!” You defend and Punz jokingly rolls his eyes.

“That’s your favorite candy? You have shit taste,” Punz states, wrinkling his nose at your candy.

“Be nice,” you pout, dropping your hand and throwing puppy eyes towards your boyfriend.

He walks around the cart, pulling you into his side and kissing the top of your head. With his free hand he grabs the bag of candy out of your hand and tosses it in the cart without a word.

“Thank you,” you grin up at your boyfriend and he rolls his eyes but smiles widely before returning back to the front of the cart.