#and he looked so happy when karl called him handsome…

[yerocdj]

knf is totally real because who remembers when george refused to give alex his number because his only contacts were dream his mother and karl at the time. HE HADNT EVEN GIVEN SAPNAP HIS NUMBER LIKEEEE😭😭😭

[leorawright]

Lord reaction on their S/O telling them "You are beautiful and I won't take "no" as an answer"?

Aww of course!

Lords with s/o who tells them they're beautiful

Alcina Dimitrescu

She knows she's beautiful so she never planned on saying she wasn't

But hearing the words coming from you made her smile incredibly softly

She just set one hand on your shoulder and said "Thank you darling"

That night when she's looking out her window she remembers your words and can't help but smile

Donna Beneviento

You told her that after she took off her veil for the first time

You two had been dating for two years and Donna finally felt comfortable enough to take it off

And hearing you call her beautiful made her blush really hard

But she couldn't help but smile at your words

After that day, she began taking her veil off a lot and being able to see her smile was wonderful

Salvatore Moreau

The second the word 'beautiful' left your mouth he was trying to deny it

In his mind he was anything but beautiful! A grotesque monster who didn't deserve your kindness

But you immediately said that you wouldn't let him say he was anything but beautiful

He got really shy after that because knowing you believed he was beautiful made his heart swell with happiness

Karl Heisenberg

Karl froze the second you called him beautiful

He'd been called handsome, strong, and many other praising words but beautiful? only you

He was in too much shock to deny your words so he simply dipped his head as acknowledgment and continued working

But he was only hiding his blush and his wide smile from you

Call him beautiful more he'll because seeing his shy smile is so worth it

[silent-raven13]

Babies first shot!

(A/B/O verse! Miles and Hobie took their triplets for a vaccine shots.)

Miles saw his husband holding one of their sons in his arms while kissing him on Karl's small forehead. "Luv, is this necessary? How about we skip today and book it for a late date?" Hobie asked with one leg shaking being super nervous.

When the two arrived to the doctor's office, they were quickly called for the triplets check up. The first thing they heard when entering the back of the office, they heard loud crying and many parents tearing up. The nurses trying to calm down the babies, "There. There, little one. You're all better now." The sounds of the babies crying send Hobie into overprotective Alpha, his senses becoming alert as he saw one Omega tearing up for her pup first shot.

Miles standing with his triplets in their carriage, he saw how his babies scrunching their noses and looking around by the loud cries. He giggles, "Bae, look." Then saw his husband being jumpy, and nervous. "Bae?"

So here they are, in one of the Exam Room with the triplets in their arms. Of course, Aaron and Mariana wanted their daddy to hold him while Hobie carried Karl. Miles finally said, "Bae, the next appoint will be three months from now. They need their shots. It'll be fine."

"Ahh!" Mariana tugging on her daddy's shirt wanting his attention.

Aaron looking around in this new environment, so far he didn't mind it. Karl staring down at his socks wiggling his little toes from boredom.

"That's good. We can just book it and leave-" Miles disagreed, "No! We discuss this. It's important to them." He forgets his husband being very nervous about this. The stories they heard of baby's first vaccine shots had the parents weeping. "Bae, it'll be fine."

"I dun like it." Hobie pouted.

"Awe, bae. It'll be all right. Look the triplets, they're happy to be out of the house." Miles kisses his babies' forehead. "Right, sweeties."

The nurse and doctor came in having to check on the triplets, "Alright, we'll give them their shots. They are all are a healthy bunch."

Hobie stood being worried when he saw the nurse coming in with a tray of shots, "Alrighty, who wants to be first?" The female nurse happily smiles.

Miles got up to hold out Aaron, "He seems eager to be on the bed."

"Awe, look at this handsome boy. Come here, little one." The nurse helps Miles with little Aaron. on the exam bed, she playfully coo and shake his little hand to get him to smile. "Hello, Aaron. Are you ready for your first shot."

Miles watches how quick the nurse rub an alcohol pad on Aaron's chubby left thigh then she kept talking with her sweetly Omega's voice, "It's gonna be fine. You're a strong healthy boy!"

The little boy stares at her with his gummy smile, then gasps feeling a painful pinch on his left thigh. Unaware of the nurse already inject him the first vaccine shot, his eyes widen staring at his daddy and papa.

Hobie stood looming over the nurse while having Karl in his arms. "Awe, he's a strong big boy. It's okay. You're all down, little one." The nurse happily hums having to put a Spider-man band-aid on Aaron's thigh.

Then, Aaron's big eyes began to water, lips quivering suddenly, "WAAAHHHHH!"

"Awe, I know. I know." The nurse coos while Miles handed her Mariana who looked in shock at her brother. Miles comfort Aaron in his arms giving him kisses and snuggles.

"Okay, papa. It's all right. You a big strong boy, sweetie." Miles coos his son. Aaron sniffles at the aching pain on his leg, why did the nice nurse hurt him?

Hobie looms over giving off his Alpha's protective pheromones on his babies. His dark eyes staring down with an upsetting frown, his Omega noticed, "Bae, it's gonna be fine. They need this, remember." Miles smiles at his husband trying to comfort him.

The Alpha turns away to focus on Mariana who made noises, then a small gasp came out of her mouth feeling the same pain her brother went through. The nurse hums, "Second one done." She puts Mariana's a Spider-man band-aid, "Sorry, we ran out of Disney Princesses band-aids." The nurse tries to talk but Mariana made a loud wailed, "WAHHH-AHHHH! AHHHHH!"

"It's fine." Miles tries to talk over his daughter's cries.

Hobie's Alpha is filled with whimpers and anger that he took Mariana in his arms to comfort her with one free right arms, while Karl was on his left. "I know, my luv. It's okay." He gives kisses to her forehead hearing her crying to loud and in pain.

Miles never saw Hobie react this way, it's cute and sweet of his Alpha being overly protective of their pups. "Now, for the last triplet." The nurse kindly smiles at Hobie to hand over Karl.

Hobie jerks away being protective, "You know, what if we wait for Karl? You see how lil A and Mari reacted, Sunflower."

"Bae, hand Karl over to the nurse." Miles said to his husband.

Hobie frowns, "Sunflower... Look at Aaron and Mariana!" Karl blew spit bubbles being unamused with his siblings crying. Mariana and Aaron still weeping for their parents to comfort them.

"Hobie..." Miles gave him a serious tone.

Hobie merely pouts handing his son over the nurse, who already began making Karl comfortable. The nurse happily inject the vaccine shot into Karl's left thigh, the little boy's blink a couple of times. Then he lock eyes on his papa and his eyes began to water. "WAHHHH!"

"Awe, it's alright, big man. You did good." The nurse put the band-aid on. Miles had aaron back on his baby carriage hearing his son whimpering.

"Ohh, my baby. It's okay." Miles coos at his kids.

Hobie quickly picks up Karl trying to comfort his boy and his daughter. Karl whimpers in pain getting a comfortable wave of his Alpha parent's scent. Miles went to get Mariana to have her in her spot in the carriage. The nurse gives a simple instructions to book another appointment for another shots which cause Hobie to glare at her almost growling with malice.

"Hobie!" Miles hissed, "Stop that. She only did her job. I am so sorry!" He looks back at the nurse being apologetic.

"Hahaha, no worries. A lot of Alphas get this way, which is a good thing since it shows they are well involved in their pups lives. Surprisingly most Omegas keep a straight face, I was like that with my first born and my Alpha weeps for our child." She giggles with amusement.

Hobie snuggling Karl in his arms with his large hand rubbing his little man's small back and his other hand holding Karl's head. "I know, my love. I know. Papa is here." He gives kisses to his pup trying to comfort him.

"Wahhh-ahhh," Karl sniffles and whimpers being in his Alpha parent's arms, "Mmm-ahhh."

"I know. I know. It's over." Hobie tears up seeing his pups still whimpering. "I know, my loves." He went over to his pups to comfort them while his Omega talks to the nurse about the next appointment. The punker Alpha strapped Karl into his spot in the carriage seeing him with a sad weeping pout. "Shh, it's all over, my little one."

The Morales family went to the receptionist to book the next appointment, Miles quickly show his insurance card for his pups and got his babies' immunization copies. Hobie already ready to leave with his pups. Miles could only kiss his husband's cheek, "It's okay, bae. It's all over."

When they got home, Hobie quickly lay on their bed to snuggle his pups, he mutters cute apologies to his pups. Miles only thought, "Should I mentally prepare him for their next shots?" He always wanted to book his pups for ear piercings when they turned three months.

"Sunflower! Come here and snuggle our lovelies!" His Alpha being an emotional mess with teary eyes on his face that runs his eyeliner and mascara.

"Maybe not..."

Miles hums, "I'm coming." He went over to give his babies kisses on the cheeks, "Awe, how are my babies? You were so brave. Daddy is proud of you. Mwah! Mwah! MWAH!" His triplets reaches for him, he happily left them lay on chest giving his Omega protection scent. "And you papa bear were brave, too. Come here, Mwah!" He gives a nuzzle and kiss on his hubby's cheek.

"Sunflower," Hobie buries his face into his Omega's matting glands to inhale his scent, "I'm so glad it's over. I dunno what came over me. Our pups..." He mutters.

"It's okay. Everything is fine now, bae." Miles hums, while comforting his husband and babies.

[star-1111]

More quackity x gn!reader!

(c!quackity x reader HC's)

OKAY!

First things first, when you met him (whether you looked at him first or vise versa) BOOM! Connection :]

He thought you were sooooo cute

But he reminded himself "dude, i have fiancés, I cant be thinking this way! >:["

Well.....how the tables have turned :(

He definitely took his time to get to know you better ^^

He LOVES it when you compliment him (makes his self esteem RISE)

he supported every decision you made (election, war, etc..)

after getting his scar, he was a little afraid you'd think less of him :c

BUT! WHEN HE OPENED LAS NEVADAS AND SAW YOU AGAIN..

he literally begged you to join

"Pleaseeee? y/n, i'll give you fame! fortune! every gem and penny will be yours! any man you want dead will be dead! or woman! or person!"

he thought you looked STUNNING in your uniform

worships the ground you walk on as if you were royalty

doesn't like to admit it, but he PRAYS that you never leave him alone ><

he loves talking with you abt your interests

IF YOU ASK TO GAMBLE ALONGSIDE HIM HE WILL SQUEAL AND AGREE AND BE HAPPY DUCK MAN

he thinks youre so pretty/attractive/handsome

HE CALLS YOU HIS LUCKY CHARM ><><><

loves you x1000

gets jealous easily :0

like if you even spend a second longer than he wanted hanging out w/ slime he will get big possessive

not in a yandere way, but like "ugh, i cant believe you prefer HIS presence over MINE :["

but will melt when you reassure him

he isn't very open about his past relationship w/ karl and sapnap

is very thankful when you say smth like "its okay! i understand"

will literally ENFORCE A LAW that people have to respect your boundaries, pronouns, etc..

overall sweet sweet duck man ^^

[aphroditestummyrolls]

i'd love to read some of the engagement series!! <3

Hello! This was the part that was just calling to me to be written— it doesn’t sound like an engagement fic, but it is 😂 I promise. I’m a little obsessed with the idea of how the geldstraat receives Jesper right now, so that’s where my head is for this story.

Of course, Mikhail deVries had heard about Jesper Fahey.

He was the talk of the geldstraat— there couldn’t be a single council meeting without one of his older colleagues blustering on about that young man, that gun slinging barrel trash. The week previous, Councilman Veld had convened the meeting a full half chime early to discuss the issue before the new Councilman Van Eck would arrive.

The issue was all that they knew about the man, and more importantly, all they didn’t know. That was what Veld said. He wasn’t trustworthy. He had charmed his way into bed with the most powerful man in Kerch, and now, what? His debts are paid! Councilman Gekkehuis said he’d heard he had failed out of the university. Councilman Boer said he had connections in Ravka, and had done time in the Ice Court.

Councilman Hansen said he was grisha.

Mikhail called that an absolutely blatant lie.

But, they were getting it from somewhere. The society pages had taken one look at the pair of them— Wylan, looking haggard, skinny and bruised, his eyes fiery as they led his father away; and the tall, debonair Zemeni man with his arm protectively across his shoulders, one hand still on his pistol— and they saw a meal ticket. Reporters were clamoring for any detail, saying anything they pleased about Wylan’s shadowy past, regardless of truth or basic respect. And they were scouring the Barrel for any salacious detail of Jesper Fahey.

They hadn’t learned much, at least Mikhail didn’t think so. It was nothing he hadn’t already known from his few wilder nights when Karl or any of the other boys had pulled him down to a club or a bar. Jesper was Zemeni, a crack shot, and had a nasty gambling habit. He used to owe quite a sum of kruge to just about every club and creditor in Ketterdam. He was charming, handsome, and he had the right friends.

Kaz Brekker— Dirtyhands Brekker— was a good friend to have, if you were trying to control the press. Try as the councilmen might, Jesper Fahey was just a rumor of a man.

A rumor of a thief, a killer, a philandering gambler and unmitigated flirt.

“Mikhail— we’re already late!”

He jumped, his revelry popped like a soap bubble, as Karl took him by the arm and all but yanked him out of the carriage they’d shared.

Before them stood Van Eck Manor, for the first time in years. Since they were children, before Mrs. Van Eck’s death, and Wylan— their peer, their friend— was hidden away. They had attended the rare dinner as grown men, but this was different.

This was the first dinner under new management.

Tonight, Jan Van Eck’s wayward son formally took control of the business. And Jesper Fahey would make his debut in geldstraat society.

I hope you enjoyed ❤️ always feel free to keep playing with this or any of the other listed WIPs! I’m also just happy to chat about wesper 🥰 thanks for playing!

[super-unpredictable98]

All Shook Up | Killing Bono AU

Chapter 1: Hello, Neighbors

Warning: Strong language, drugs and alcohol

(General Masterlist) | (All Shook Up Masterlist)

"Crying again, Joy?" Gloria huffed as she walked into the apartment. "Come on, it's been five months, if you didn't wanna move out of your parents' why did you come to London anyway?"

"I did wanna move out, I just didn't imagine it would be so hard," the girl wiped her tears with the collar of her shirt. "I just keep thinking I let them down you know? They wanted me to be a doctor or something, but now I'm a failed musician living with a failed actress..."

"Hey! Who are you calling failed actress?" She gasped. "Anyway, disappointing your parents to make your dreams come true is a part of life, everyone does it. Parents just like to shove their dreams onto their kids thinking they'll get to live through them, but that's not how it goes. Maybe one day you'll have your own kids and want them to be musicians, but they'll run with the circus or something."

"Wow, you really know how to comfort someone, Gloria."

"I don't exactly have time to comfort you right now, call your mom- actually no, don't call your mom, that'll make it worse. Talk to Karl, or the new neighbors, I don't care."

"Since when do we have neighbors?"

"Since today, a couple of guys pretending to be gay, but the older one wouldn't stop checking me out," Gloria laughed. "The younger one looked like a malnourished 14-year-old boy, but he was cute."

"A cute malnourished 14-year-old? Really?" Joy was finally able to smile for the first time that day.

"With curly hair too, you like guys with curly hair, right?"

"Stop, I'm not doing that, I have to focus on getting a job. I can't think of boyfriends now."

"Who said anything about boyfriends? I'm talking about sex."

"I don't wanna have sex with a curly-haired malnourished 14-year-old!"

"He's Irish too."

"Okay, I might think about it," she tilted her head.

"You're such a slut... Are you coming tonight? The party? I can't stay for long, but I think it'll be good for you. Nothing like getting drunk to forget about your stupid parents in the middle of nowhere Oklahoma."

Gloria wasn't wrong, Joyce was born in the middle of nowhere, on a watermelon farm in Oklahoma. Her parents got the farm from her grandparents, and that's how it had been for over five generations. 

Her brother, Lenny, would be the one taking over one day, so her parents had big plans for her. Going to the city, becoming a doctor, and marrying some rich guy to have lots of kids that would eventually work on the farm. 

That story wouldn't exist, though, if Joyce followed their plan. Truth is that rock had been running through her veins for as long as she could remember. 

Being the punk-rock princess she was, what better place to start her new life after graduating high school than London? The Beatles, David Bowie, Fleetwood Mac, Queen! Those were the people she wanted to be like, not a doctor who would one day die and have no one remember her name.

"Yeah, I'm going tonight."

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"Hey, Karl!" Gloria greeted as they entered the club. It was a completely new scene for Joyce, she had no idea what these people were about, but maybe it would be nice for her to forget about everything else and have fun for once.

"Hiiiii," Joy ran to give him a hug. 

"My favorite girls," Karl held her tightly. He knew how much she had been hurting ever since leaving her home and her country, so it made him happy to see her smile. "Meet your new neighbors."

"Hello neighbors," Gloria grinned in that charming way she always did.

"Hey, I'm Joyce, you can call me Joy," she studied both men. They were definitely trying to look extravagant... Both of them were handsome, the older one had an arrogance she couldn't get over, but the younger one didn't match at all the description Gloria gave her. 

He was a bit scrawny and baby-faced, yeah, but he was also incredibly cute. He looked like an angel almost, and his eyeliner only accentuated those beautiful green eyes he had. His smile could light up the entire town, or maybe it was his Irish lilt that had her hypnotized. Didn't matter, what mattered is that she was soooo happy she decided to come.

"You're American," the boy gave her the most innocent look. Oh, he's sweet, he's really sweet... she thought.

"What gave it away? Was it our accent?" Gloria teased.

"Sorry, this is Ivan, sometimes he acts like he lives in a field," the older introduced, clearly trying to impress the girls.

"Is there something wrong with living in a field?" Joy laughed uncomfortably. "I grew up there, it was pretty nice."

"N-no! That's just something we say back home, it's not like that!" 

"And this is Neil," Ivan smirked. "Sometimes he acts like a massive knobhead. I'm sorry."

Joy was left wondering why someone as nice as Ivan would be hanging around (and pretending to date) someone as presumptuous and stupid as Neil. 

"Gloria used to be in your game, the original punk rocker," Karl gestured toward her. "And little Joy is currently fighting for a record deal as well."

"Really?" Ivan's face lit up. "Do you play something?"

"I play the bass and sing sometimes... I'm looking for a band, but it hasn't happened yet."

"Neil! That's perfect! Joy can join our band!"

"Don't be stupid, we are the band," Neil scoffed.

"Back in Ireland we had more members," Ivan grumbled.

"And they all abandoned us like the massive twats they are, so now it's just us. And no offense, but we don't even know if she's good."

"You do know I'm still here, right?" Joyce muttered. "I would be more than happy to audition..."

"B-but you're a girl!" Neil yelped.

"Wow, thank you for pointing that out, I never noticed before," she shook her head before marching away, not wanting anyone to see how close she was to crying.

"You're such a fuckin' cock! She was sweet and you're a massive dickhead like always!" Ivan grumbled, following after her.

He tried to catch her attention, but the place was too noisy and he couldn't go after her in the girl's bathroom, where she entered to wash the back of her neck with cold water and hopefully calm down.

It was no news for Joyce that people in big cities were assholes, but from what she could tell, they were not from the big city. They were newcomers just like her, shouldn't they all help each other out? They needed musicians for their band, she was a musician looking for a band, was it really that much of a stretch?

The feeling of impending doom, that twisted sickly sensation in her stomach telling her that everything would always go wrong in her life and her dreams could never come true was getting too overwhelming and every day that doubt would grow more and more. Going back home and following the plan her parents imagined for her seemed to be her best option sometimes. 

"Why are you so stupid?" Joyce screamed at herself, staring in the mirror, fanning her eyes trying not to let her tears ruin her eyeliner that took at least fifteen minutes to perfect. 

"You aren't," a tiny voice came from the other side of the door.

"What?" She winced, thinking she had finally gone nuts from all of her delusions and stress.

"You are not stupid, he is."

"Ivan? How long have you been waiting?" She opened the door to find him leaning against the wall. "Oh, you have coke on your-"

The young man quickly wiped the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, most certainly cursing himself for looking like some junkie idiot in front of her. Great first impression... 

"I just wanted to say you are not the problem, that's just how Neil is sometimes. Most of the time. He likes things to be his way or no way, and that usually gets me fucked over somehow, he has the worst decision-making I've ever seen! I didn't even wanna come to London if I'm being honest. I had my friends, my family, I had a girlfriend. And now I'm here, without a job, pretending to be gay in a nightclub and doing drugs, my mum would kill me!"

Joyce couldn't help but laugh, which made Ivan laugh as well, happy to see her smile again. He seemed genuinely nice, she didn't understand how he could possibly be related to someone like Neil. It was the only explanation as to why they were hanging out together in the first place. 

"Why are you pretending to be gay?"

"We thought Karl would be more open... it would be easier to get the flat. He just assumed we were a couple and my brother didn't bother correcting him."

"If it makes you feel any better, I really like your look. It's really sexy, especially the makeup and the earring which-" she pulled it and it came off easily in her hand. "Yeah, I knew it was fake. Pity, it really suits you."

"What I heard from all this is that you think I'm sexy?" Ivan asked hopefully.

"You're all coked up, kinda drunk... I'm definitely not sleeping with you."

"Why not? Maybe a kiss? I can put the earring back, I'll even pierce my ears for real!" He pouted.

"It's not it," Joyce shook her head. "If we ever kiss or have sex, I'd want you to remember it and be fully aware of what you're doing."

"Jesus, you're really sweet..." he cried.

"Thanks, you are too. Or you might just be in comparison to your brother," she teased. "Also, Karl would've been fine knowing you're straight, he doesn't care. He's literally the nicest person I've met since I arrived in London."

Ivan narrowed his eyes in thought, an idea taking place in his mind. He never stood up to Neil, not when he stopped them from accepting help from Bono, not when he messed up their big gig, not when he dragged him to a whole new country against his will. Maybe it was time to take a risk. 

"You're gonna audition to join our band," he blurted out. "I don't give a shit, you're gonna audition. If you're bad, then fine, Neil is right. If you're good, you're gonna help us get where we need to be."

"What about-?"

"Don't worry about him, I'll deal with him later. I wanna hear you play, tomorrow night at our place."

"Sounds good," Joyce grinned, leaning against the wall next to him. "Thank you, Ivan. If you weren't on drugs, I'd definitely kiss you."

"I'll never do drugs again," he huffed a soft laugh. "Can't risk missing out on the chance... Would you at least dance with me? It's a start innit?"

She smiled even wider and hid her blushing cheeks behind her hands. Maybe, just maybe things could work out after all.

"Fine, I guess a dance wouldn't hurt anyone."

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[heisen-shrine]

The Tale of my Halloween Wedding...

Dragon Bride

A whole year.

It had been a whole year since Karl had proposed. Last Halloween...and we've come so far from that. We weren't even in the same place anymore. We had moved, changed, adapted.

It's had its ups and downs, but we'd made it. And now tonight was the night.

Astarion had helped me pick out the black dress I was wearing. He had meticulously worked my make up and hair, ever the most stylish of my F/Os. White dresses were overrated. I always imagined wearing blue for my wedding, but the occasion, the holiday he said, called for black. He did however concede on blue eyeshadow for my eyes, and blue lip liner. We settled for black lips, black as the wings I wore on my back. My gloves were ended in long claws. Around my waist, to my back, was a long tail that just barely hit the ground. A pair of black horns crowned my head.

A dragon.

I was getting married as a dragon.

Karl couldn't think of anything more fitting. The beasts were my life, an integral part of me. He promised to have something related to them on his person as well, nothing as showy as me though. Wolves were more his animal. I felt a twinge of irony, my mind immediately going to Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen from game of thrones...

The dragon and the wolf. So different and yet so fitting.

I was just about done as Otto came in. Harry, Larry, Flo, and Moe seemed calm, as if they were fully aware of the situation. He was in a black suit, his hair nicely combed. Otto looked at me with pride in his eyes. My oldest F/O, he was there to walk me down the "aisle", which was more of a pathway in the dimly lit park.

Astarion stood back, looking me over, admiring his work.

"I don't think I've ever seen a more stunning, beautiful bride" he grinned, "I can only imagine what ours will be like, if we get that far".

I smiled. "Someday I hope. But I think I'm happy with just the primary for now".

"You do look amazing. I take it dragons was the theme?" Otto asked, "should've gotten your white haired wig-"

"I was just thinking of that. I don't know if I wanted to look like dany today. I was already dany at work yesterday" I told him with a slight smile.

"Astarion...can you give us a minute?" Otto asked.

The vampire elf nodded. "Of course. I need to go make sure everything's all set anyway. The park should be ready, as should the groom" he looked at me, "You're going to be amazing. I promise".

I nodded. "Thank you, Astarion".

He bowed and left as my attention turned to Otto. I sighed and gave a smile.

"I'm barely holding everything in" I admitted.

"If I gave you a minute to freak out would you?".

I shook my head. "No, I don't wanna ruin my make up. What if my family-"

"Ash, they're not important. This isn't a night for them or to worry about them. Are you happy?" Otto asked.

I nodded, a knot in my throat. Tears threatened but I wouldn't let them come. I was happy, but nervous and scared too.

"Just...don't let me fall over okay?" I said when I finally did find my voice.

"I would-" he started but Larry lurched up as if to correct him, "my apologies, WE would never let you fall".

I smiled as Otto offered one of his human arms. "Shall we? Your groom awaits".

I only hesitated a moment but I took it. We walked to the park like that, arm in arm, where everyone was waiting for us. Not a lot of people were there. Nanaue, Astarion, and Karl's adopted siblings and nieces were there. Os was too, but he was, quite ironically, officiating the ceremony. He stood in front of the large fountain in the center of the park. And in front of him, off to the side, was Karl.

My breath stopped in my throat. He was so handsome in his suit of scarlet and ebony. His silver hair was pulled back and neat, far from its normally all over the place, frazzled mess. His nieces had probably encouraged that. For a second I looked to see Bela and she winked at me. That was all the confirmation I needed. Despite the bad blood between their mother and him, the girls loved their uncle and wanted him to look and feel his best tonight. Better support couldn't be asked for.

His signature round glasses were nowhere in sight, but he knew he had them on his person somewhere. He was dumbstruck at the sight of me. I stopped and we looked at each other. We were doing this. We were actually doing this. The reality of the situation hit us both at the same time and his eyes softened. He was ready and so was I. With an encouraging nod, I looked at Otto. I was ready.

Everyone stood and we walked slowly together as an instrumental version of "In my Darkest Hours" by Mono Inc played. My heart hammered in my chest. The reality of the situation hit me with every step, questions rose in my mind. I almost felt like calling everything off.

But we had come so far. It was only fair...I looked at Karl, who seemed to sense my anxiety. He quietly mouthed: "its okay...we got this".

Os looked at Otto. "You're givin' her away?"

Otto nodded. "I am".

"Alright...if the bride and groom will join hands..."

Karl extended his hand as Otto moved to take his place next to Astarion and Elijah, who was the one in charge of music. He killed it for the moment as Os took charge. I looked at Karl's hand, and spotted the silver cufflinks he wore, engraved with a dragon. As Os went on, Karl noticed my looking at the cufflinks and smiled. He knew. He'd kept his promise to have something dragon on him.

"Now...Karl Heisenberg...do you take this lady to be your wife, in sickness, health, and all that?".

I almost laughed at that. Poor Os was trying, but of course he wasn't the most eloquent speaker. He never had been. We were lucky he even agreed to do this on short notice.

Karl smiled and I heard the chuckle. "I do".

"And Ash...same ta you?".

I looked at the man next to me and I knew. I never felt more sure of anything. "I do".

"Great. You're now Lord and Lady Heisenberg. Exchange rings, and kiss and all that".

Oh shit the rings! Where were-

A sudden cough and gag caught our attention. Nanaue! He at some point had eaten them, for some reason...Cassandra had elbowed him to get him to cough them up.

The rings didn't hit the ground. With a thought they rose from inches off the ground to Karl's hand. He gave them a quick cleaning, and a glare toward our adopted shark son. They'd talk later.

I was all but laughing as Karl turned back to me, rings floating above his hand.

"Ash...with this ring, I promise my life, love, and devotion to you. To put you first and above all others. I love you, with all I am, and with all I have. This i swear". he floated the ring gently to my finger.

I took a breath. "Karl Heisenberg, with this ring i promise my life, love, and devotion to you. I will put you above all others, from this day to my last. I love you, now and always" i slid his ring on to his finger.

It was done. We only shared a quick glance before he took me in his arms and kissed me passionately. My arms wrapped around his neck as our small party cheered. Elijah played joyous music as we shared our first kiss as husband and wife.

We walked down the path together, hand in hand. Karl kissed my hand. "Look at you...the lady of House Heisenberg. And we did it all without that wretched had Miranda, and without your family bitching at us. And we looked damn good doing it".

I smiled. "We sure did. I love you".

"I love you more darling" he kissed my hand, "my little dragon bride...".

Only time would tell what adventures would come ahead, but for now I was just happy I had him, and he had me. The perfect ending to a perfect holiday...

[dmc-tings]

The Lord's with an S/O (who just found out about their powers)

Alcina Dimitrescu

Noice 👌🏾

But what did you do for this woman to spare you?

She's like... the biggest man hater anywhere

So... if your a guy, you are lucky boi (or if you identify as a guy)

Or perhaps your a lucky lady?

I feel like she won't discriminate if she feels like your important to her

But for whatever reason she CHOSE YOU

So take that as a win

Sure, she's a vampire and has to eat people

Which was something you didn't know

But she doesn't eat in front of you

Even lying to the point of telling you she's drinking wine

You get curious, of course

So when she leaves to "take care of business", you look onto her glass or cup

You see red

"Ok... but it dont smell like wine..."

You take a sip, only to spit it out right away

Retching with disgust, you tasted blood

Your not an idiot, at least not fully anyways

Alcina rushed back, hearing you gag, thinking one of her daughters were bothering you

Only to see the sight in front of her

You looked at her in fear

Which hurt the tall woman's non beating (?) heart

You backed into a corner, thinking the worst

Looking for a makeshift weapon, you grabbed a spoon

To which made the Lady shake her head

"Love, you know I wouldn't-"

"Your a damned liar!!" You barked weakly, "W-what the fuck are you!?"

She sat calmly in the chair in front of you, gesturing for you to take a seat as well

You hesitated, but did comply, not letting go of your weapon (the spoon)

She huffed sadly, normally this behavior would have sent her into a rageful fit

But this is YOU we're talking about

Her little muse, the only mortal that makes her truly happy

"My Love, please calm down."

When you showed no sign of relaxing, Alcina took her glass in her hand, swirling the blood

Then takes a small sip, and lighting a cigarette

She offers you one

You cringe, and with that she pulls back again

After taking a puff, she begins to explain

Mother Miranda, the other Lord's, the creation of her daughter's, the Village, and everything else, prior to your showing up

After she finishes, you lower your loyal spoon

Drinking in all of the information

You looked up at her

"So that's why your so keen in keeping the girls away from me..."

The large woman nodded, looking at you

You bit your lip, but let go of your spoon, placing it back into the table

Alcina looked at you, watching you relax

You nodded a calm understanding

"Well seeing as I know what's going on now... is Mother Miranda going to-"

The Lady Dimitrescu, shook her head

"She has allowed for me to keep you. As long as you only stay in the castle... seeing as that the village is too dangerous. And I don't want you mixed up with the rif-raf."

You smiled and sat in her lap, (cause you can do that) and planted a kiss on her cold cheek

She let out a pleased humm, and returned the kiss

"Just... next time, if you choose a weapon, Love, make sure it has a SHARP end."

Salvatore Moreau

You had known Moreau since before Mother Miranda made an impact on his life

You saw less and less of your significant other

He would disappear and cut your alone time short, whenever the woman called

You were saddened when he finally told you that you couldn't see him anymore

But that's didn't stop him from speaking to you through whatever door, that separated you both

He didn't keep you locked up, but he would lock whatever door was between you

So you couldn't see the monstrous transformation, causing him pain

All you knew is that his voice was becoming more and more disgruntled

As said, you knew Salvatore before this

He was a handsome and intelligent man (despite what's written in Miranda's notes)

And to hear your man become... so in thralled by this other woman, made you suspicious

One day, you both were speaking, with a door between you, as usual

Unbeknownst to Salvatore, you were picking the lock

Eagar to see him

He never noticed the change in your tone, when you got it unlocked, nor the click of the lock

Shoving the door open, and pushing Salvatore back

The male let out a yelp, trying to rush in to the nearby darkness

You stepped through the threshold, eyes blazing and searching

You scanned the room and finally landed on a heap of a shivering... beast?

"Moreau? Is... is that you?" You crept closer, and gently put a hand on his back

"D-dont look at m-me...." he shivered, trying to hide himself

Horrified, you took his face on your hands

"I-is this... the work o-of-"

He cut you off, "Do-dont. Mother loves me... she does... I know she does..."

You felt tears pour down your face

You couldn't bring yourself to speak

That vile woman, had destroyed your dear Moreau

The man you knew and loved was beaten and broken into this sobing heap before you

He looked at you, and reached up to wipe your tears

"Oh... please don't cry... thi-this is her will..."

You shook your head, "what kind of will is this, Salvatore? To turn you-"

He pulled away from you, snarling, "I KNEW YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND!!! Mother loves me, and i-"

You slapped him, your tears stopping, "What kind of man have you become?!"

Disgusted, not with his appearance, but his sniveling attitude

You left

But... not unaffected by what happened to the man you cared about

You left... everything behind, the Village, your family...

Salvatore Moreau never left your thoughts and you never left his

It was a bittersweet life, but you were glad to leave what was happening behind

Angie and Donna Beneviento

These two kept you in their estate

Though Donna hid Angie from you, worried that you wouldn't understand the need for her doll

She also kept the pollen from her plants away from you

You were the first person Donna could talk to, without her illness bothering her

No need for Angie!? And this person don't care!?

Fucking Jackpot!!!

Though Angie does get a bit upset that she don't get to see you

That's about to change

You and Donna where sitting in the backroom, overlooking the waterfall

Enjoying an afternoon tea

"Dear? How are you feeling today?"

Donna looked at you, taking your hand in her's giving you a smile

"I am well." She reassured you, giving your hand a squeeze

Then you sneezed, surprised cause your allergies hadn't started up, due to the lack of pollen

And the abundance of snow and cold

Donna gasped, looking over her shoulder

"Angie, n-"

Angie revealed herself, giggling and plopping herself in your lap

You froze, "A-a doll? Donna... is this a gift?"

You never really liked or disliked dolls

Angie gave another giggle, "No, stupid! I'm Angie. Donna's most favorite doll. And a friend."

Your eyes widened at the living doll, "Uh... im-"

"I know who you are!!" She floated infront of you now

"And we like you!"

Donna was quiet, not surprisingly, but you reached out for her

She gently took your hand in her's

"Donna. Tell me whats going on. Please."

Donna nodded, quietly starting to explain.

The gifts from Mother Miranda, the plants, the pollen and finally Angie

You looked at the floating doll, who was nodding her head along, with Donna's words

Then finally, you pulled Donna closer to your side

"You don't ever have to hide things from me. I never had a problem with the other ways that you cope, Donna."

Your encouraging words sent the woman into tears of joy

She buried her face in your chest

You smiled at Angie, who patted you on the forehead

Karl Heisenberg

You sat in the smaller, (safer) part of his factory

It was a part he had built to keep you safe

From what?

You had asked Karl several times, on different occasions, what was he building

"Its none of your concern." He waved a hand dismissively, "Whats for dinner?"

You always had huffed out whatever meal you made for the pair of you

Karl was always one of three places: meeting his "family", in the factory, or right next to you

The "family" was always thrown into air quotes

You knew he disliked his "family"

He announced his leaving out again, not telling you where

But leaving nonetheless, as usual you waved him off

But today was different, you WERE going to see what the hell was in that factory

Not paying attention to the warnings he gave you, you made your way down

Once at an elevator, you pressed the button

It came up and you were met with a large, large portly man

"Why if it isn't Heisenberg's little kitten."

Shocked you jumped back a bit, but then inched your way inside

"Its alright. I mean you no harm. Come, come."

You stood next to him, "Uh... who are you?"

"You may call me The Duke." He hummed, "But what are you doing here? Don't you know it's dangerous to play here?"

You lifted your chin, "I can handle myself. Thank you."

The Duke gave a small laugh, as you pulled the switch, but didn't speak again

Hitting the bottom floor, you disembarked, waving goodbye

You noticed a door and pushed through

Only to be met with a metal drill nearly splitting your face in two

With a strangled yelp, you lept backwards

"HOLY SHIT!!! WHAT THE HELL-"

"Who's in my damned- KITTEN!?"

You heard Heisenberg's voice above you and looked around frantic

"Karl! What-"

You didn't get to finish, the same monster came at you again

Dodging to the side, only barely missing getting drilled

Running in to the labyrinth, you were soon cornered

You shook with fear, hearing more monsters come after you

Closing your eyes, waiting for the blows to take you to the Great beyond

Your waiting was cut shirt hearing a series of clang's

You moved your hands and opened your eyes

Seeing Karl, standing in front of you shoving all the monsters back...

But he wasn't touching them....

"What... how-"

"Dont just sit on your ass, get up!" He barked, grabbing your arm and pulling you behind him

Once back in the safe zone, you slapped him, breathing heavily

He took it, it was a well deserved slap

"E-explain yourself!"

He sat heavily down, telling you everything.

The reason for the factory, the monsters in it, his powers, Miranda's plan, even pouring out his emotions about it all

You finally understood and took his hands in yours, kneeling down infront of him

"You idiot. All you had to do was talk to me. Not be a "big tough guy" about it."

You kissed his rough hands

And he chuckled at you

"Always understanding. Thanks Kitten."

[beeindaclouds]

DSMP walking in on Sibling!Reader cuddling/hugging w/ their friends pt. 2

Includes: Wilbur Soot, C!Philza, C!Tehcnoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers

Part One || Previous One & Two

A.N: I advise you to read the previous two parts too, for more understanding, and Foolish wasn't in those parts so I just made Karl the crush cause they've been collabing a lot :P

Requests are OPEN

❝ Wilbur Soot ❞

Again, great timing

Since Quackity was visiting England, and Wilbur was still coming back from America, you were hanging out with Quackity alone

This came with a lot of teasing from Wilbur, but let's move on

You told your brother that you and Quackity would wait for him at your home to meet up

And he came a little bit earlier than expected

He has the keys to your house, so he just walked in on you and Quackity cuddling on the couch

"...I KNEW-"

"DO NOT FINISH THAT SENTENCE WILLIAM."

❝ C!Philza ❞

This moment was VERY accidental

Techno was tired after a long day of farming and just wanted some time with his partner

So he tiredly walked in your house and hugged you from behind while nuzzling his nose into your neck, grumbling about how tired he was

He unfortunately did not notice your crow brother sitting on the sofa casually drinking a cup of tea until he made himself present

"Hey mate"

"Hi phil...wAIT PHIL-"

❝ C!Technoblade ❞

"Bruh"

Ok, this can go many ways

If it's L'manburg Wilbur, you two probably have a small little fight. He's an anarchist and you're dating someone who created a nation, what did you expect?

If it's Pogtopia Wilbur he'll keep an eye out for you. He doesn't completely trust Wilbur's sanity

If it's Ghostbur he doesn't even bat an eye. You do you lol, ghostbur a sweetheart he'll give you permission

And then there's Revivebur, absolutely not.

❝ Nihachu ❞

You and Eret we're staying at Niki's for a while

One day she came to wake you up to find both of you in the same room sleep-cuddling

She'll first take a secret picture for blackmail

And once you're awake she goes all motherly on you

"I'm so happy for you, you two look great togheter, I'll be an aunt one day maybe, when's the wedding?"

"Did we just skip a few chapters or what?"

❝ Eret ❞

You were on a call with Eret

And Niki walked in to greet you cause she just came back home

You thought you had turned off the camera but you didn't

And Eret had to witness both of you being all huggy and lovey dovey

"*cough* I feel single *cough*"

"There's something called PRIVACY"

❝ Punz ❞

This is a moment you'll never forget

You were staying at Dream's for a few days

Punz didn't know that and facetimed you first thing in the morning one day

You were in the middle of a cuddle session with a very sleepy Dream

And you were about to decline but clicked the wrong button

You can't really close a call on your Punz now, can you?

"Hi my dear handsome brother..."

"Hello to you to, why are you being...who's hair is that? Where are you? Is that Dream?!?"

Dream was faceing you btw, so Punz could only see the back of his head

❝ FoolishGamers ❞

You and Karl were always open to hugging and cuddling

Especially on a call with your brother Foolish

But no matter how many times he has seen you he'll never stop acting like a kid who just saw his parents kiss

"Pda, ew, stop, I get it, you're in love"

And Karl will start acting all cheesy and hug you even more just to tease Foolish

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Best Part Of Me || Karl Heisenberg ||

A/n: Now that I know his name, I can actually write about him.   Now that I fought him and read is journal { damn they were sad } I can actually write about him.

This is also kinda tied to my sense’s story with Ethan! cause I love Ethan 

Spoilers for the game: This takes place before and after the events of the game minus me changing a few things.

Prompts Used: “You're the best part of me”

Tagged: @girl-obsessed-with-things. @themagpiewitchescorner, @cookieuwupanda, @luvley-shadow​, @rosariia25​, @screechinginthevoid​, @primusk​, @ceooflovingpizza​, @kbenziepie​, @mrsfullbuster500​, @princessemily129​, @turtl3-warr1or​, @aiko-akina-writes​, @hannahhobnob​, @littlebatsimagines​, @ktcat88mph​.

All he wanted to do was drink, dealing with Miranda and Dimitrescu....well everyone was just getting on his nerves. Leaving the small village was easy enough though he always hated stepping in the city. To many scents tended to hurt his nose.

Slipping into the pub he slipped back into a darkened corner, once he ordered a beer for himself the man was about to settle in his seat until a soft laugh got his attention. Shifting his body, his eyes went wide for a moment as he took your appearance in. Now you were something, perfect body in his eyes and the smile...what a killer. Slowly licking his lips he made his way over to you, now you were different, different than the people of that dinky village so you must be a tourist. 

“Hello...beautiful.”

Blinking you turned your attention to the voice, a lazy smile slipped on your lips as you spotted the man. He was tall, a lot taller than you not to mention the large hat he wore covered his face. Part of you knew he must be handsome and his voice, damn he must sound good in bed. Shaking your head you watched your friend slip out from the chair once they spotted someone else to talk to, the man taking their place.

“Beautiful huh? Got a name stranger.”

Slipping off his hat Karl looked you over, his arms crossing over your chest. “Karl.”

“Karl...that’s it?

“Christ..Karl Heisenberg.”

Laughing you sipped at your drink biting your lip. “See was that so hard?” you teased the man. “Y/n... Y/n L/n.”

“Well Y/n...since you look like a fish out of water, I’d be happy to give you a tour.” Giving you a wink, he placed his hat on your head as you slipped out of the chair. 

“Perfect! I was waiting for a handsome tour guide.”

You never thought a week vacation your turn into you staying with the man for a year. What you thought would be a one night stand or at least a fling turned into something more. You found yourself really falling for the man and while he was cocky at first you could see he was hiding behind a lot of pain.

Karl Heisenberg never thought that he’d find himself falling in love, let alone someone normal, something not like him...not a monster. When he first felt the flicker of something he tried to push you away, god he tried but he just couldn’t. You were the first thing that made him something other than the hate and self loathing. He found himself spending less time with his so called family and more time with you.

So when you told him that you were pregnant he was excited, the man couldn’t have felt more happier. While he knew he had to keep the news away from them, he couldn’t let Miranda find out you were pregnant. He wasn’t going to let that bitch or anyone else take you let alone touch you or his unborn child or else all hell would break lose.

But then of course Ethan Winters had to come in ruin it, he was going to ask the man for help to take the bitch down but you had to walk in. Belly round with his child. He forced himself to not snap at you, you shouldn’t be here. It was too dangerous. 

“Karl...this needs to stop...you need to let him go.”

“But he.” The man snapped turning to face you though his gaze softened as he noticed your cheeks stained with tears. “Y/n..please.” Ignoring Ethan he stepped closer to you. His arms slowly wrapping around your waist as he pressed his had to yours. “This is the only way to keep you safe...our child safe.”

“At the cost of what?.” Pulling out of Karl’s arm you watched as the man you knew as Ethan struggled to stand. “I’m not going to stand here and watch you get yourself killed, stand here and watch you use a child. Tell me...what would you do if you were in his place? Would you want someone using your child..” Letting your arms wrap around your stomach you glanced down refusing to look at the man. “What would you do if Miranda wanted our child Karl.”

Digging his nails into his palm, he took a small step forward then placed his hand on your belly. He didn’t even want to think about that, it made him sick to his stomach on what that woman would do. 

“You're the best part of me” He pressed his head against yours. “You gotta know that...” Sighing he turned to glare at the man, his lips raising into a snarl. “Get the fuck out of my sight before I change my mind, but you better hurry cause that bitch want’s your kid...that Rose is fucking powerful Ethan.” Tipping his hat to the man he wrapped his arms around your waist as he tugged you away from the baffled man.

Karl knew that the bolder punching bastard was around and he was positive that the bastard was going to destroy his factory so he wanted to get you out of here way before any of that shit happened. Not looking back the man easily carried you on his back, the man was thankful that one of those idiot agents left a truck behind. Glancing around the man watched as a large tree started to grow in the distance when he stole the damn car driving off, he only relaxed when knew he was far away from that damn village.

“Thank you Karl.” Giving him a smile you rested your hand on your stomach as the other grasped his free hand. 

Snorting, Heisenberg gave your hand a squeeze. “Don’t mention it beautiful.”

Six years, Karl Heisenberg couldn’t believe that six years had passed since all that crap. Now living in the states the man was happy to put his fucked up life behind him. He was a father now and while he may have to hide what he could do from some noisy neighbors, it didn’t mean that he couldn’t entertain his kids. While he hated Miranda for what she did to him he still enjoyed seeing the smile on his children's faces whenever he’d bend a piece of metal.

Relaxing on the couch he glanced over spotting his newborn son sleeping in his playpen. You must have been reading to the twins and he was sure the eldest, his five year old was fast a sleep. Titling his head up he watched you slip out one of the rooms, a yawn escaping your lips as you walked over to your husband.

Smiling you slipped into his arms, nuzzling into his neck. “Is he asleep?”

“Hmm, mean’s we can have some fun if you’d like.” He joked as his hand rested on your hips, you let out a laugh feeling his beard tickle your skin. 

“As much as I’d love for you to ravage me, I’m just tired.” yawning you gave him a lazy kiss.

Returning it, the man gave you a nod as he held you closer to his chest. “Hmp...I’ll let you get some sleep then, you deserve it Y/n.” 

Smiling against his chest, you let your eyes drift closed feeling your husbands fingers run down your back. Sighing Karl let his fingers play with your hair, you really were the best thing that happened to him. Thanks to you he felt happy, thanks to you he actually had a family that cared about him and thanks to you he was still alive because deep down he knew that Ethan would have ended his life.

“Hmp..” his eyes drifted towards the card lying on the coffee table, a picture of Ethan Winters with his wife, along with little Rose and a few other children. “I always knew he was a tough bastard...good for you Winters.”

Closing his eyes, Heisenberg smiled as he let himself fall asleep with his arms still holding you. “I love my family.”

[sappynapper]

Dating a tall reader hcs

ccs included: Dream, Sapnap, George, Karl, Quackity

fem!reader, about 5’10/5’11

cw: height/weight insecurity discussed, suggestive

Dream:

He’s obsessed with you

Loves having a tall gf and thinks you look like a model

doesn’t have to bend down far to kiss you and likes to rest his chin on your shoulder from behind when you’re busy cooking or doing work on your computer

Makes fun of the others bc his gf is taller than them. it feeds his ego so much

“i’m sorry i thought for a second that someone who was shorter than my girlfriend said something 💅”

(sap jokes about you guys being their mom and dad 👀)

thinks you look sexy asl in high heels and loves when you wear them on dates. he’s not even a little bit insecure about it, why would he be? he’s a giant

literally you guys are such a power couple, very intimidating

Sapnap:

sometimes he feels insecure bc you’re so gorgeous surely some taller, handsome guy is gonna come and steal you from him

(HATES when dream jokingly flirts with you)

but when you’re sat with your legs thrown over his lap ignoring every other guy in the room he feels like he could die he’s so happy and smug

one time he was sat on the floor in front of you on the sofa and you decided to rest your legs over his shoulders. he almost passed out from forgetting to breath

(he’s high key obsessed with your legs)

when you tell him that sometimes you feel insecure about being so tall he literally doesn’t compute for a sec

like why would you feel insecure about being tall??

when you explain that you feel too big, like you take up too much space, his heart breaks bc he understands

does everything he can to stop you feeling like that

calls you cutie all the time, always pointing out things about you he thinks are gorgeous (especially your legs)

even starts buying his sweaters a size up so you can steal them 😌

George:

Twitter call you the Tom and Zendaya of twitch

literally such a hot couple

he’ll put his arms round your waist and snuggle into your side when he’s feeling clingy

neck kisses 🧎

i mean his face is right there when you hug, why wouldn’t he?

likes napping and staying in bed with you bc you can be face to face

just loves being held by you, he feels so cosy

gets kinda pissed off when the guys tease him about it but only bc he couldn’t care less about the height difference and doesn’t see why anyone else does tbh

also doesn’t want them to make you feel weird about it so low-key he tells them to knock it off in case it embarrassed you

they do (mostly)

Karl:

You’re pretty much the same height

“perfect for kisses :]”

and hand holding 🥺😔

if you’re standing close to each other he can’t stop himself leaning over a placing a lil kiss on your nose

you share clothes all the time, it’s sickeningly cute really

when you join him on stream or in a mr beast video half of chat/the comments is just “dear god, it’s me again” and “me and who???”

he loves that you’re tall enough that he can sit on your lap and get wrapped up in your arms sometimes

when he’s having a hard time all he wants is to feel small and taken care of and you’re more than happy to oblige

overall you’re just perfect together 😌❤️‍🩹

Quackity:

honestly neither of you really care about the height difference and you think jokes about it are funny af

you come up in pretty much every mad verse city game at least twice

you also do that tiktok trend where you pretend to pick him up by the collar and caption it ‘found myself one of those short kings’ lmao

mans absolutely takes advantage of your height

“george if you don’t get in the gd lobby right now y/n is gonna fly over there and beat you up for me” “i’m going to what now?”

he also puts things away in the lowest shelves and cupboards on purpose to watch you bend down to annoy you

[sunflowerdaisybee]

i love your writing so much so im back yet again :))) im here to request a prequel to first karlnapity fic- ftm!reader coming out to his boyfriends as trans :> tysm as always! <3 -froggy

This is honestly my favorite series so far, I really enjoyed this one, as I do with every request you send me <<<333 

Summary: You come out to your boyfriends and things go better than expected

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Karlnapity X ftm Reader

Pronouns: He/him

[A/n]: Request are open <3

A cold, hard nervousness filled your entire being, sinking deep into your bones and the very core of your being. You couldn't do this, but you had to. It was either this or death, well not really, it would just feel like it.

When you had started dating your boyfriends you were still going by your given name and female pronouns. Though as of recent, with the help of some friends, had come to realize that you much prefer he/him pronouns and to be seen as a guy.

The only issue you had now was figuring out how you were gonna come out to your boyfriends. You were far too nervous to tell them in person, so you decided that you would wait until the next time all three of you did a group call.

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Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck. That was the only thing you could think of as you sat on the skype call with your three significant others. They all chatted away happily as you sat there, occasionally chiming in but otherwise staying quiet. Though your odd behavior didn't go unnoticed.

"Hey babe, is everything ok?" The other two stop talking and looked confused.

"What do you mean?”

"I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to our girlfriend. She looks so sad." Now all three boys had turned their attention to you, all silently searching for answers.

Fuck it.

"That's the thing, I'm not your girlfriend. I'm your boyfriend." Things were silent for a moment as all three boys stared at you, different reactions being displayed on their faces. Karl looked confused, Sapnap looked surprised, and Quackity looked surprised.

"Holy shit dude, for a second I thought you were gonna break up with us."

"Wait what's going on, I'm lost?"

"They're trans, Karl."

"Ooooh, that makes sense."

"So, boyfriend. What do you want us to call you now?"

"Uh, I was thinking (Y/n)?"

"I like it, it suits you." A smile was brought to your face at Sapnap's words. This whole thing was a lot less scary than you thought it'd be.

"So, do you go by he/him now?"

"Yes please."

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It had been a week since you had come out to your boyfriends and now you were on your way to meet up with them. All four of you had planned to meet up at Karl's in person a while ago before you're coming out.

What you didn't expect though was the surprise that the three had secretly planned for you after your coming out.

You parked your car in the driveway and stepped out, watching as Karl raced out of the house towards you.

"Karl!"

"(Y/n), my handsome boyfriend, I missed you." Hearing Karl use masculine terms and your preferred name filled you with so much joy and happiness, it just felt so right. The other two addressed you in a similar fashion, making sure to use terms better suited to you.

Karl was quick to usher you inside, saying he needed your help with something. Leading you to his room he told you to take your top off, as well as anything underneath.

Once your chest was exposed, Karl wasted no time in pulling out a measuring tape and measuring around your bust and your shoulder width.

"What is all this for?"

"Well after you came out to us, I did some research and found this website where you can buy chest binders. They give you a flatter chest so you look more masculine. I wanted to buy you one." you listened to him ramble as you redressed himself.

"Karl sweetie, you don't have to do that for me, I can buy it myself." Karl shook his head.

"I wanna buy it for you, please?"

"Ok, thank you so much, I love you."

"I love you too! Now come, the others are waiting for you!" You chuckled and allowed yourself to be dragged back out into the living room where the other two boys were.

"Back already? That was fast."

"You guys knew about this?"

"Of course, now come on, we're gonna go do some shopping."

"Shopping for what?"

"Well, our adorable boyfriend needs some new clothes, can't have him running around in women's clothes all the time."

"Guys, you really don't have to, I can get all this stuff on my own."

"(Y/n), hush. We are gonna buy you lots of stuff and you are gonna let us because we love you and support you in everything that you do. Ok?"

"Ok. I love you guys."

"Love you too!" "Love ya too babe." "I love you too!"

[dreamescapeswriting]

No Judgement ~ JJK [Request]

WORD COUNT: 1.9K

PAIRING: Badboy!Jungkook x Reader

GENRE: College AU, Bad boy goes for the good girl, established relationship, angst, fluffy ending, small argument,

It was a cliche played to high heavens. The bad guy and the good girl of the college meant to be together but it was real. What you and Jungkook had together? It was real and there was nothing cliche going on between you. The love you shared with one another was real and that was all either of you cared about.

There had been a time when you thought you would never go for someone like Jungkook. Someone who was so rough and had huge anger issues but you couldn't help who you fall for. Not that anyone would blame you, Jungkook was a bad guy sure but he was also one of the most handsome guys in college. 

"Hey!" You glanced up to see one of the girls in your class staring at you from across the library, you smiled weakly at her.

"Do you have a rubber?" You nodded reaching into your bag and throwing it in her direction. It was getting close to the end of the academic year and you were spending most of your time in the library while Jungkook...Well, Jungkook spent most of his time getting into trouble. 

Not as much as he used to though he'd calmed down an awful lot since he'd been with you. Choosing to knuckle down on his grades rather than other people around him which you were happy about. It wasn't nice waiting up at night for your boyfriend to come home, wondering if he was beaten up or being held in the college prison. 

That made it sound worse than it was, the college "prison" was just the security office with a cell inside. There to keep people safe if they were too drunk on a night out or to hold them there until they had cooled down. You'd picked Jungkook up from there one too many times for your liking when you first began dating. But lately, you hardly heard of him getting into trouble or fights, mostly because he spent all of his time with you or in class. 

Where are you? x You text him staring down at the message was delivered but never seen. Today was supposed to be a day of studying inside of the college library, it was one of the last days it was going to be open and you needed the textbooks. Jungkook needed them more so than you which was why you had been waiting all morning for him.

"If you're waiting for Kookie you'll be waiting a while," A male voice spat out, venom seeping from his tone as you stared up. The way he had said Jungkook's nickname made your stomach churn, he said it in a mocking way as if he knew all your secrets. Which he almost did, he knew everything that happened between you and your boyfriend since he was Jungkook's ex's best friend. Standing there with a bust lip and black eye as he stared down at you, you had no doubt Jungkook had done that to him. Giving you the dirtiest look he could manger to muster up. Karl was always going too far whenever he tried to wind Jungkook up, all it would take was one insult about you and Jungkook would lose his cool. That was the whole reason JUngkook had stopped being his friend in the first place, wanting to keep you protected from Karl and his friends. 

"Last I saw him he was laying in the parking lot road," Karl laughed as he stared at you, shaking his head as he pulled out a chair and sat in front of you. Arms leaning on the table in front of you as he stared down at all of the notes you had laid out for Jungkook. 

"You know you're doing the right thing...Holding out on him." He licked his lips as he looked you up and down, a shiver running up and down your spine. You felt sick with the way that he stared at you as if you knew what he was about to say next. 

"That sweet, tight little pussy and then he'll leave. That's what he always did with everyone," He glanced around the room, pointing out all of the girls Jungkook had dated and slept with. Of course, you knew who Jungkook had slept with before, you'd been through it with him many times.

"Just ask Soya," Karl smirked putting his fingers into his mouth and whistling loudly to get the attention of a shy girl in the back of the room. Her head shot up so fast it looked as though it was going to fall off and she stared at you, a terrifying look filled her eyes as she realised who was sitting with you. 

"Did you sleep with Jungkook and then he left?" She said nothing but shake her head over and over again, looking back down at her books and wishing to be invisible again. 

"See..." Karl was beginning to get irritated seeing you just sit there, clearly not bothered by anything that he was saying. So he slammed his hands onto the table and got really close to your face. You could smell the sweat dripping from his forehead as you stared back at him. 

"You're nothing more than a bet to Jungkook, that was the only reason he started seeing you. You're nothing." Ignoring him until he moved away from your face you began to pack everything up. If Jungkook was really laid in the parking lot you wanted to go and find him, make sure that he was okay. As much as Jungkook could hold out for himself, Karl was a good fighter too.

"Look at that, you know I'm right." The smugness could be heard from a mile away but you weren't going to let him get to you. If he knew that he was getting under your skin he would keep going and going until you snapped. 

"That's right, go running back to your bed and your little blanket! See if that can save you." You froze in place, the blanket you had on your dorm bed was something only Jungkook knew about. Something you had only recently told him about and you stared at Karl. 

"Oh? Struck a nerve? Maybe Jungkook told me when we went to have breakfast this morning when he told me all about how you and he were going to do it this weekend." Your blood was beginning to boil as you listened to everything Karl was saying. It was all true, you and Jungkook had planned to go to a hotel for the weekend to sleep together. 

"Look at you, I warned you that he would use you." You ignored him, picking up your bag and books and carrying them with you toward the exit when the door was held shut. Karls arm above your head as he looked down at you, his free hand reaching up to stroke your cheek. 

"Dump him and come to me, I promise we will have a lot more fun." He smirked down at you, leaning closer to you so you slapped him across the face. Palm stinging as you felt your stomach lurches realising what you had just done. Karl stared down at you with an angry look in his eyes but you just slipped out through the door as he held his face. Racing down the halls to get away from him as quick as you could.

Jungkook sat on your bed waiting for you to come back, holding an icepack against his cheek as he nursed himself back to health. Wondering where you were and what you could have been doing. He'd lost his phone in the middle of the fight with Karl and he had no other way of calling you to find out where you were.

"Babe?" He called out hearing the door to your dorms open and slam shut, he frowned. You never came home this angry, even when Jungkook would piss you off in an argument. 

"What do you want? Come to laugh in my face?!" You snapped making Jungkook stand up and stare at you,

"Don't look so confused, Karl told me everything...That I was just some bet, that once you slept with me you would leave?" You laughed sarcastically as you shook your head. Staring around at all of the gifts Jungkook had given to you over the last year of your relationship. Everything was all a lie, everything he had ever said or done was all a lie. A part of some large joke about you.

"Babe you can't believe a word he says, you know what he's like." You scoffed at the statement, throwing some of his clothes into a bag. Not wanting him to be there anymore, you needed him away from you. 

"He told me about your little breakfast, about how you told him all about this weekend. That you were going to sleep with me and leave." Jungkook frowned as he stared at you. His phone. 

"Baby no, it's not like that. We had a fight and he must have swiped my phone," Jungkook panicked taking your hand in his to stop you from packing his clothes. 

"Oh! So he happened to steal your phone and know your passcode?" You mumbled staring up at him. Your heart sinking the moment you saw him, he was in a worse state than Karl had been. His eye was black and swollen, lip busted in two places and a large graze on his cheek. Everything inside of you lunged toward him but your body stayed still, not wanting to give in to him. 

"I would never do something like this to you, you know that...Even if right now you don't..." You stared at him, your hand slowly reaching to touch his cheek as he hissed and moved away from you. 

"I'll cancel the weekend, I'll prove to you that nothing he said is true," He promised as he took your wrists into his hands and stared down into your eyes. There was one thing you knew about Jungkook and that was when he would lie he could never make direct eye contact with you. Ever.

"I would never do something like that," He whispered as he smiled weakly at you, moving one of his hands to your cheek and holding it softly. 

"I believe you," You whispered looking back at him, realising why Karl would do all of this just to spite you and Jungkook. You'd taken away his best friend and he was hurt by it.

"Now...Can you help me?" Jungkook whined as he sat down on your bed again. The whole reason he had come to your room instead of a nurse was that he liked you looking after him more than someone else. Jungkook always came to you for help with everything he would need because he knew with you there was no judgement, you would just help him. No questions asked. 

"Okay, I'll run you a bath and then I'll come and clean you up." You whispered leaning down to kiss your boyfriend on the cheek, being careful not to hurt him as he grimaced a little.

"Then we're studying Mister," You ordered before leaving him in the bedroom, a giant smile on his face as he watched you leave the room. No matter what happened in his life he was going to make sure that you were the constant in it. That you were always going to be there with him for as long as he could keep you around.

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[kaijurakunsobs]

ok so, i don't really know how this works but i'll try

can i request something where the reader is an artist and sketches and paints a lot and Heisenberg finds their sketchbook and finds a ton of drawings and he finds one of him, he's just working in the factory or summ and how he would react

im sorry if there's any confusion im still sorta new to this lol, thanks💗💗💗

>:000 I love this!

this gonna be what I call a marshmallow fic, small but packed with sweetness

There are days when he can see you sitting outside, a sketchbook in your hand and eyes fixated on something only you can see, quickly breathing life into whatever you are drawing. The concentration in your expression and your carbon-covered fingers look beautiful, it makes him think of how you have commented on the way his brows furrow in deep thought when working on a new design, his grease-covered hands, the passion you both share for your craft is something he loves.

Slowly but surely his living area begins to get adorned with paintings done by you, bringing color to the barren walls, it makes him smile and wish he could hang some of your in other areas of the factory, but he knows the heat and mess that the place won't mix well with such beautiful creations.

He wishes you two could escape sooner, that way he will be able to see the places that he has seen in your sketchbook, you look excited when telling him of each picture, happily pointing at each one.

Heisenberg has never been one to go through your belongings, but he's one curious man too, and seeing your sketchbook on the kitchen table without you around? it's too much of a great opportunity. Karl as seen you press the book to your chest and mutter about the piece not being finished yet.

He shouldn't do it...but he's just intrigued.

Looking around, he picks up the sketchbook and starts flipping through it.

He sees the castle and meticulous depictions of the architecture, the detail is subtle but amazing, there's a handful of pieces that show Dimitrescu and her daughters making an array of expressions, even with your artistic touch Alcina is unbearable to look at.

He sees Donna in other pages, small notes scribbled on the corner of the pages, reminders to make her face a bit less symmetric, one page is just Angie dancing and wearing different outfits. In the Beneviento house, it seems you had an special interest in the kitchen area, where dried herbs are hanging from a string and the simple fireplace, he shudders when he notices all the dolls in some of the pictures.

Then there are many scenes depicting the factory or the zones where you are allowed to be in, you have one of the Duke laughing, the rings on his fingers and finally...one where Heisenberg is speaking with the merchant, his back is turned but is easy to tell it's him. Now, he wasn't expecting that.

The more he looks through the pages, the more sketches and complete pieces he finds of him. Heisenberg working on a blueprint, drinking coffee, tying up his hair, fanning himself with his hand, there are so many poses and situations, that he questions himself how lost he was that you were able to sketch him. His favorite is one where he's standing at the edge of his property, a handful of lycans can be seen roaming in the forest, it's beautiful.

He's quick to close the sketchbook, flustered and a bit flattered by how much attention you have placed on capturing his personality through your art. For a second he re-opens the book and sees himself lighting up a cigar.

Is this how you see him?

When he sees himself in the mirror he can't stand looking for far too long, disgusted with his scars and the reminder of his true nature. But you make him look handsome, soft, and even human...

Later when you come back, face covered in small streaks of paint and looking pleased, you start talking about how Moreau was happy that you have chosen him as your next model, happily showing him the beginnings of a portrait for Sal.

But he's not listening, his hands bring you close to him and kisses you tenderly, even when the kiss is broken he rests his forehead against yours.

"Thank you" comes out as a whisper but you can hear every bit of emotion behind it.

"What? what for?"

He considers telling you that he saw your sketchbook but decides against it, shrugging and keeping you close, if he could tell you, he would thank you for seeing HIM and not Lord Heisenberg.

[cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc]

Grandmother knows best

Summary: Karl and the feral boys settle down in a small restaurant, and grandma has hired quite the waiter <3

Trigger warning: None!

Author's note: this came to me in a dream and now u get to read it as well - hope u enjoy :)

"ugh, i'm hungry!" quackity groans. "dude, we're almost there." sapnap chuckles. "we know a spot."

"you said that like 10 minutes ago, though!" karl chimes in. "god, you're all a bunch of baby's." dream says. "it's right here."

he points at a small restaurant. "we go here all the time. it's really good." sapnap sprints a few meters. "and the burgers are amazing!" the group walks into the place. it's a family-run restaurant, a very welcoming scent of home-made food greets them.

an old woman emerges from the back wearing an apron. "welcome to-" she stops when she notices the man in front of her.

"clay! welcome home!" she greets. "hi, grandma." clay smiles.

"sit where you want, it's a slow evening."

"you never told us your family had a business." karl said as they walked to a table. "they're not really family. i've known her my entire life, now i just call her grandma."

they all sit down by the window. alex immediately plops down on the comfortable chairs.

"whoo! we're seated." alex cheered. karl laughed at the celebration. "a waiter will be over there in a second!" grandma yelled after them.

~

the boys all made their decision and were just talking to pass the time.

"have you chose anything yet?"

the boys look up and see a waiter with a small yellow notepad and a pen. the nametag read '___'.

"yes, we're ready." alex said.

karl, however, was stunned. you were perfect. your face was adorable, the uniform made your figure look ethereal, the way you spoke to his friends was friendly, your-

"karl!" dream hit the back of his head. "you need to order." he laughed. "oh! my bad..." his face turned a deep red. he ordered what he wanted and you moved on to the others.

karl wanted to dissapear. he just embarrassed himself in front of someone this pretty.

"alright. coming right up!" when you left his friends immediately turned to him.

"sooooooo, you like them?" alex teased. "shut up, alex! i just spaced out." karl retorted. "your red face says otherwise..." nick mutters, just loud enough to be heard by the entire table. everyone laughed, including karl. eventually the topic changed, but the pink color didn't leave karl's face.

~

the food was delivered by grandma, which made karl very happy. he didn't think his heart could take another humiliating interaction with you.

after paying they walked back to the front of the establishment.

"we're leaving now, grandma!" dream yelled to the back.

"wait, my jacket. i'll be back in a second!" karl realized. he ran back inside the restaurant.

he scanned the place they sat a while ago and his gaze lands on the jacket he wore when he entered the place. he put it on and tried to leave. right before he made it through the door he felt a hand tug at his arm.

"sorry to bother you-" he met eyes with the pretty waiter from earlier. you look even better up close.

"-i just wanted to give this to you. bye!'' before he could say anything you dissapeared into the kitchen.

we looked down at his hand and saw a piece of yellow paper. he opened it and read the words written in blue ink.

i thought you looked handsome, please go on a date with me!

xxx-xxx-xxx

your number?

he slapped his hand over his mouth and almost lost his balance. he stuffed the paper in his pocket and sprinted outside.

"what took you so long?" nick asked.

"look!" karl pulled out the note and gave it to him.

"yo, karl got game!"

~

you rush inside the kitchen and into the storage room. your gandmother following you.

"did you give it to him?" she asked. "i did. that was so stressful!" you say with a flushed face. "but what if he doesn't like me? then i'll never get to see him again!"

"he likes you, don't worry." she said. "grandmother knows best."

~

m.list

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[a-jynx]

Expensive Taste

Excerpt; Gambling with your past is bound to piss you off...

Warnings; Strong language, drunks, threats, blood/broken bones, hint of sexual tension(?), tell me if I missed any warnings!

Pairing; Quackity x reader, female pronouns

[ Male vers. / GN vers. ] [ Part 2 ]

a/n; I hope you guys enjoy it, this was a lot of fun to write! And biggest thank you to @kxrmitty for editing this for me! <3

~~~~

“So, what happened this time?” Foolish sighed, walking alongside Karl and Sapnap. Karl nervously giggled.

“I wasn’t, uh... I wasn’t paying attention and a creeper snuck up on me.” He sheepishly grinned, rubbing the back of his neck as Sapnap snickered, growing quiet as Karl elbowed him. “I’m sorry about taking so much of your time, Foolish. I’ll pay you handsomely though!” The curly-haired man flashed a toothy grin, making Foolish chuckle.

“No, no it’s alright! Besides, I needed to come and speak to you all about the cherry blossoms you wanted added in,” the tall God trailed, motioning for the pair to follow. “I was thinking about adding some further out - y’know showing where the land could begin,” his voice trailed as the wind blew up, causing Sapnap to squint before watching as a crumpled sheet tumbled from Foolish’s pocket. The Blazeborn scooped it up, straightening it out before calling out. “Hey! Foolish! You lost-'' his voice died as he scanned across the sheet, his brows creased as he slid his thumb across the bold, red letters “Las Nevadas'', followed by smaller black letters, “meet tonight’s main entertainment that is sure to rock your world!” His lip turned into a frown as he glared at the dull white, focusing on the letters at the bottom signed BQ.

“Las Nevadas..? BQ..? Oh, shit-” he quickly crumpled the flyer into his own pocket, rushing towards his fiancé and friend. “Karl, I’ll be back! I forgot I needed to go help George with something!” The raven-haired man rambled off, pressing a quick kiss to the brunettes’ cheek before retreating backward and giving a quick wave as the two watched him disappear before returning to their conversation.

“Is Sap always that… Rushed?” Foolish snickered, looking back to Karl who frowned, his brows knit tightly together. “Karl? You alright?” The totem God asked, patting the brunette’s shoulder making him jump.

“Hm? Oh, uh, yeah! Yeah, I’m fine! Let’s get this finished and get to work on those cherry blossoms!” Karl grinned, moving ahead of Foolish, who quickly followed and yet hadn’t seen the look of hurt flash across the fiancé's face.

~~~~

“So, this is where you’ve been hiding..” Sapnap huffed as he stood in front of the towering entrance. Black stone and quartz stood tall as he moved closer, eyes glazing over each block, each light, each flyer that looked identical to the one he retrieved. The bright neons flickering and buzzing with life, even in the late afternoon sun, welcoming him even with the eerie feeling breathing down the back of his neck.

Striding up the steps, he watched as other patrons followed through the large doors. Excitement and sudden thrill-filled his veins as Sap was pushed and maneuvered into the chilled foyer. People pushed and shoved around him, taking off towards the games or towards the sitting areas where a few girls walked through, their clothes bright and alluring while shimmering from the pulsating lights. It felt like a dream..

“First time?” A soft voice called over the roar of the crowd, catching Sapnap’s attention quickly as he moved towards the desk.

“Uh, something like that.. What the hell is this place?” He laughed, shock evident in the wispy breath.

Niki smiled, sitting up more as she flicked some of her pink hair out of her eyes while turning towards the crowded floor. “Las Nevadas is a country that Quackity made, he made this for people to come in and just leave reality for a little bit. He built this place to be safe- no judgment, but no idiocy either. The Casino is one of the biggest organizations right now and I know Mr. Quackity has some big plans for Las Nevadas, so I’m excited to be a part of it.” She explained, tilting her head back towards Sapnap as he blinked.

“He built this?” He blinked again, a huff passing his lips. “Like - Like Big Q, our Quackity, built this place? Not just this, but an entire country?” He flabbergasted, causing Niki to curiously glance at him.

“Well, he wanted to make a good place? I mean from what I’ve learned about Mr. Quackity’s past, he deserves this.. I mean, he’s worked hard! He deserves the happiness returned after giving so much for others to feel happy, don’t you agree, Sapnap?” She flashed her teeth, the small bits of glitter shimmering and shining on her cheeks and nose as he gulped, flashing a quick grin back.

“Everyone deserves happiness, sure, but.. Should it really be at the expense of the people he loves the most?” He scoffed as Niki knitted her brows together, leaning onto the desk as Sapnap frowned.

“I believe you mean loved - past tense, Mr. Halo.” She grit, shifting to sit back down with a huff. “His office is up the stairs and down the hall, I don’t think you’ll miss it.”

Sapnap glared for a moment before moving towards the hallway and disappearing into the neon basked way. Perhaps he’d get answers, or perhaps it’ll be even more heartache…

~~~~

The dark oak door came into view, the fluorescent neons highlighting the cracks and dents as he gulped, feeling the sweat build-up and trickle down from his forehead. Standing there, he frowned as he heard voices coming from inside, the commotion getting louder with every second passing.

“Sir, just give us a few more weeks-” A voice quivered as two laughed, one causing flashbacks to a sweeter, easier time and the other causing a shift in Sapnap’s gut.

“I have given you an extra three weeks! I think that’s plenty of time to make up your side of the bargain.” The second voice coughed, yet you could hear the snarled grin behind it. Sap leaned closer towards the door, lifting his hand and wrapping it against the dark oak. Pushing it open as the room goes silent for a moment.

“Uh.. Hope I’m not interrupting?” Sapnap coughed, standing in the doorway as Quackity cleared his throat, standing from his desk with a crooked smile.

“Sapnap Halo! Long time, no see.. And allow me to finish this up and we can visit.” Big Q sapped, clicking his tongue as he turned his attention back towards the quivering man. “If you’re not willing to meet my demands, then I’m no longer in charge of what he commits..” The scarred man sneered, leaning against his palms as the man shook.

“Sir, please I just need-” a hand shot up, silencing him.

“You’ve had enough time. I’ve given you enough time. I have no control over what he chooses to do with your town, Mayor Liek.” Quackity chuckled, a maddening grin splitting across his face as Sapnap frowned, taking a step back.

“I can come back later-”

“No. He was just leaving.” Big Q grit, his eyes shift towards Punz, who steps out of the corner. “Punz. Escort him to the foyer, I’m afraid he’d get… Distracted.” Punz’s lips split into a grin as he stepped towards the man, clasping a hand on his shaking shoulder before dragging him out of the dark oak chair.

“Of course, Q.. Wouldn’t want him to get lost among these walls.” The blonde snickered, tugging the Mayor towards the door before shoving past Sapnap, flashing the bandana wearer a toothy yet sickening smile. Sapnap stood there, shock evident on his face as he watched the doors close behind Punz. He turned his head back towards Quackity, who settled back into the large leather seat, his hands folded in front of him.

“Sap, please sit.”

“Uh, nice place you got here..” Sap gulps, his gaze continuingly shifting around the room, taking in the pulsing neon lights, the dark oak desk that the dark-headed man sat, and two large windows behind him, showing off the casino floor and it’s patrons.

Quackity breaks into a sly grin. “Thanks, it, uh… It cost me some pretty rings.” Sapnap’s gaze moved back towards his ex, his brows furrowing. His eyes snapped towards Quackity’s left hand, eyes widened at the sight of ring-shaped tan lines.

“What?” He barely uttered, his fingernails curling into the dark oak chairs’ arms. His lips curled into a snarl. Quackity frowned, standing with the roll of his eyes. He stepped around the desk, his fingers grazing the few glossy playing cards on top. “Listen, an.. Extravagant life like this?” Quackity gestured around them, breaking into a large, prideful grin. “It doesn’t come cheap.”

“So, you - you sold our engagement rings?! Are you fucking serious, Big Q?” Sapnap snapped, standing abruptly. Quackity’s smile fell, his hands falling to his sides.

“Why would I want to keep memories of the people who abandoned their own fiance?! You must be living in fucking paradise, pal, because the moment you began construction for Kinoko was the day you chose I meant nothing.. Why would I want to remember that?”

Sapnap stared at him, eyes wide and lips parted before scoffing. “Who the fuck said you meant nothing to us - let me remind you, you walked out on US.”

Quackity squinted his good eye, tsking. “I was making this for us. I was making somewhere safe for our futures together and you assumed I left before I was even gone.” Silence swelled over them, each daring for the other to continue their verbal assault. Sapnap’s mouth opened, only to shut when the doors slammed open revealing a disordered Punz. He gulped loudly before straightening up, running a hand through his blonde hair.

“We have a situation.”

~~~~

“Sir, please,” Charlie sighed, rubbing a napkin across his forehead as he glanced down at the multi-colored cards sitting in his green, shaky hand. “The private dances are to be made upfront at the receptionist desk. You can pay forward and ask Niki, the said receptionist, to call upon the girl of your request.”

“Well, I’m requesting the one right there,” the drunkard slurred towards the girl on the stage. Her hips moving to the upbeat, organ-moving music thumping through the surround sound speakers. Glittering eyes darted towards the pair with a sneer, glossed lips pulling into a pout. Strutting around the metallic pole, she clicked her tongue before wrapping her dominant leg around, keeping a loose grip as she spun, her eyes catching on the pair below her.

“Sir, I understand that you want to request her, however, she’s not available for private dances,” Charlie uttered, clearing his throat. The burly man coughed out a laugh, suddenly leaning into Charlie’s space, flashing his gnarled teeth before spitting. “I can’t understand you when you mutter.”

Charlie flinched as the saliva landed on his face. He cleared his throat, using his napkin to wipe away the alcohol-stained spit. “My apologies, sir,” The slime kin spoke. “What I said was she’s not taking private fucking dances.”

The man flashed a mean grin, his hand shooting out towards Charlie’s collar, wrapping it into a tight fist and lifting him to where his shoes barely grazed the carpet. Charlie’s slimy hand shot out, wrapping around his assaulter's wrist as a whimper left his quivering lips. The man’s unoccupied hand raised as if to strike Charlie before a voice above them called out.

“Excuse me,” the dancer chimed, towering over the two males with a fierce grin. “Can you pretty please drop my little slime?” The man scoffed, dropping Charlie to the carpet with a grunt.

“Oh, so the little whore DOES have a voice! How intriguing.” The man laughed, stepping over Charlie’s trembling body, leaning against the stage where his dollar bills still laid. He reached out to scoop up the ones closest before a glittering maroon heel stamped into the top of his wrist, trapping it against the polished black stone stage. The man cried out, his free hand snatching her ankle, glaring up. “You little bitch! I’ll fucking kill you!”

She furrowed her brows, clicking her tongue before glancing around the casino floor - everyone was watching. Her eyes darted down to the hand on her ankle before shooting back up to his beat red and sweltering face; she scoffed.

“I could say the same about you.” Yanking her leg free before rearing back and slamming her heel into his nose, blood splattering onto the dollar bills and the finely polished stone. “Next time, I’ll charge you extra for wasting my time.”

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“There’s a situation on the floor,” Punz murmured as Quackity sighed, glancing back at Sapnap, who had yet to leave, before turning back to Punz.

“How bad is it?”

“Blood was spilled.” Quackity’s eyes widened, sneering. “Fuck.. Alright, Sapnap, you need to leave. I have some business to attend to. Don’t let the door kick you on the way out.” He waved off his raven-haired ex before quickly following his second-in-command down the hallway. Sapnap grew wide-eyed only to race after them, quick to complain.

“Like hell, I’m leaving! I don’t care what kind of business you have, Quackity. We’re not done discussing-” he stopped as both the males ahead stopped and turned towards him, causing him to sputter.

“We have nothing else to discuss, Halo.” Quackity spat, staring at his ex - the one who promised him the best future. A future of love, compassion, and safety. He was left to pick himself up and put himself back together. He stared, and stared, and stared before turning and continuing down the hallway. Punz stood there watching Sap for a moment before following after Quackity, this allowing Sapnap to silently yet swiftly follow behind the pair.

Quackity strode across the floor to meet with Purpled and Charlie to discuss the events that took place. His eyes landed on Charlie, who looked shaken up, Purpled offering him a drink. “What the fuck happened.” He sighed as the pair looked at Big Q and his right hand, along with the tail.

“Ace got into a fight-”

“I fucked up and Ace stepped in,” Charlie quickly jumped in, sniffling as Quackity frowned.

“How’d you fuck up, Big C?” He asked carefully, lips twitching into a frown as he squatted down to meet Charlie’s eyes.

“I.. I read the card! I read it just like you and Niki showed me, but he - well, the guy didn’t like that and I think he drank too much and he - he was an angry drunk..”

“C, you’re monologuing..”

“Sorry.. He grabbed me and tried to hit me, but Ace stepped in..” Charlie sighed, shifting his attention to the floor as Quackity nodded, standing straight before glancing at Punz.

“Where’s the dickhead?”

“Already taken care of. Waiting for a private session with Big F.” Punz snickered as Big Q nodded, grinning slightly as they looked up to meet the glimmering eyes of Ace herself.

They both nodded towards her as she stepped into the booth, tossing a bloodied tissue onto the tables’ plastic cover before scoffing. “I need new heels now.” She grits through her teeth, crossing her arms over her bust.

“Of course, Princesa, anything for our main attraction.” Quackity clicked his tongue, grazing his fingers across her bare shoulder before resting at the base of her neck; a comforting touch. She grinned, her lips sparkling under the lights. She reached a handover, resting it on top of Charlie’s with a gentle pat.

“Are you alright, Lil Slime?” She whispered, giving his slimy hand a firm squeeze as he shot her a comforting smile.

“I’m okay, thanks to you, Ace.” His toothy grin caused her to smile widely, gently leaning forward and pressing her stained red lips onto the back of his hand. “We’re a family, Slimy! We’ve got to look out for one another.”

Quackity’s fingertips scraped up her shoulder, reaching up and tucking a loose hair behind her ear, his finger catching the dazzling earring and watching it glitter. “So, Mi Carina.. How loud was the crunch of his bone beneath your heel?” His bottom lip caught between his teeth as she turned towards him, a shit-eating grin spreading across her lips.

“You should’ve heard it, Quackity! I think I scared Purpled.”

“Because you did, Sparky,” Purpled scoffed, knocking a rag into the bloodied tissue and into the bin in his hand. “And Big F is gonna have your head for that blood on his stage - y’know he doesn’t like spilled blood.”

“Well, security should’ve been on the floor,” Ace sang in a sing-song voice, as Punz snorted before stepping around Sapnap, who blinked at the group, his gut twisting as he watched the exchanges.

“I had my best guys on the floor! Besides, I was helping the Bossman.” He spat, no real threat behind it as he moved to lean against the wall next to the booth. Sapnap took a step closer, causing them to shift their gaze to him.

“And whose loudmouth?” Ace snorted, followed by Charlie, Punz, and Quackity with their own chuckles.

“Uh, Amada this is-”

“Quackity, I didn’t come here to meet your side piece or whoever this fucking is,” Sapnap spat, stepping closer and leaning onto the table, making Purpled and Charlie glance at each other, Punz’s brows furrowed as Quackity grew quiet, holding his gaze with the black-eyed Blazeborn.

“I came here to talk about us. And I’d rather not discuss any of this in… Mixed company.” Sap finished his piece, straightening his stance as Quackity stood, his lips pressed into a crease.

“Like I said before, Halo,” he spat the man’s last name, bumping their chest together as Sapnap’s mouth curled into a frown. “We have nothing to discuss. There is no us, and obviously, there never was an us. And this ‘mixed company’, is the best thing that’s happened to me, and if you, or anyone for that matter, tries to come in here and ruin that?” Quackity snorted, leaning close and pressing the pads of his fingers into Sap’s shoulder and shoving him back. “I’m not responsible for you not returning to your little kingdom.”

Sap stepped back, sneering at Quackity while glancing at the others - they all shared the same confident stare. Huffing, he licked his lips before nodding, coughing out a laugh. “I don’t even recognize you, Quackity.” Punz suddenly snickered, causing Sap to turn towards him with a frown. “What the hell are you laughing at, Blondie.”

Punz coughed, halting his laughter before pushing off the wall, now moving closer as Quackity took a step back, holding a smirk of his own.

“I’m laughing because you don’t recognize someone else and, yet, you’re going after an ex. I mean, it’s a little funny, along with a little sad, Sap.” The blonde grinned as he took a step towards Quackity, as Sapnap frowned. “What the hell are you talking about Punz?”

A scoff came from behind the two, making Sap move to look around them as Ace scooted out of the booth, standing beside Quackity whilst shaking her head. “I think you’re right, P.. I think someone’s memory is being influenced by his fiance.”

“How the hell-”

“What? Don’t remember me? That’s a little harsh, Sappy! Bad wouldn’t be happy about this one.” She giggled, leaning further into Quackity as Sap’s eyes grew wide before shooting towards her collarbone. A gnarly and pale scar sat across the thin skin, standing out from her soft tone. An accident that happened back in the Nether - he hadn’t meant to hurt her.

“Y/N..?” His voice was barely about a whisper, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes as she shot him a short, soft smile. Taking a step towards him, he suddenly stepped back, his face retorting into one of disgust. “What the fuck happened to you? You.. Oh, God, you look like a whore-”

“Sapnap,” Both Quackity and Punz growled as Y/N shook her head, taking a step closer with a smile.

“I may look like a whore, but at least I’m a loyal one.” She spat, turning back towards the two men as Sapnap arched a brow, scoffing.

“What the hell is that supposed to..” His voice trailed, his eyes switching between both Big Q and his sister. She pressed herself into his side, wrapping her arms around Quackity’s shoulders with an award-winning smile. “Mean… Are - Are you fucking dating my ex-fiance?!”

Y/N broke into a small grin, leaning close to Quackity’s side and pressing a chaste kiss to his scared lips, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist, keeping her pressed against him as she spoke, “well, Dad always said I had… Better and more expensive taste, Sappy.”

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a/n; I hope you guys liked it, i have more ideas for this fic to possibly continue so let me know if that’s something you’d like to see! Requests are open as of now and I will hopefully be posting more hc’s/ imagines later on!

Until tomorrow, I hope you have a beautiful day! ~ J