#dream team x y/n

[lilywastaken]

⇝ SICK DAY SCENARIOS !

CC!DreamWasTaken, CC!Sapnap, CC!GeorgeNotFound, CC!Quackity, CC!Karl Jacobs x GN!Reader.

SUMMARY: taking care of CCs when they're sick :( <3.

WARNINGS: SFW, a few spicy moments here and there, illness, a tiny drop of angst in Karl's part!

A/N: I'm alive!! The brainrot is real for these guys so I just had to write something, even if it's a bit crap LMAO. It's my first time writing for Karl/Quack, so they might be a bit weird/stiff, apologies! Once again, requests are open!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you for reading! <333 If you see any mistakes, do not hesitate to let me know, please!!! I wrote this quite late so there might be a few!

MASTERLIST.

DREAM:

"Feeling a bit better?"

You whisper softly as you open the door to your boyfriend's bedroom, noticing that he had made his way off his bed and onto his chair, legs up and pressed to his chest with his knees tucked under his chin, the bright screens of his monitors reflecting onto his sad face.

"Mm…"

His broken whimper makes you sigh, walking over to him carefully and placing the bowl of chicken soup next to his keyboard, leaning down to press a kiss to his sweaty forehead.

"You should be resting."

You're about to lean back until Dream grabs your arm, his pointer finger coming up to tap his lips, hopeful eyes staring up at you.

"Clay. You're ill."

"Which means you're refusing to kiss your poor, suffering boyfriend?" He sighs dramatically, his voice deep yet nasally due to his stuffy nose, leaning into your touch as your hand comes up to cup his cheek.

"Are you ready to take care of me when I inevitably get sick, sweetheart?" You coo back, watching his expression morph from one of self-pity to one of dread.

"O-of course." He mumbles, hoping you don't remember how stressed he was when George had gotten sick a few weeks ago, running around the house looking for medicine in hopes that his friend wouldn't die. "Still… What if the cure to my sickness is a kiss from my beautiful partner?"

"Oh?" You play along with a smile, your hand coming up to play with his hair and run your fingers through his dirty blond curls, watching him flutter his eyes closed to enjoy your touch with a smile, half expecting him to start purring. "Well…" You sigh dramatically in defeat, leaning down so that the tips of both your noses are bumping. "I guess if it helps."

Dream makes a soft noise of excitement before you press your lips to his, his soft hand holding your head to his to slot your lips together easily.

"Now get to bed." You snap as soon as you pull back, causing him to huff and pause whatever video he had been watching.

"Fine." He grumbles like a child, lifting himself up and taking a few moments to make sure he isn't about to collapse before turning to you, letting you lead him to his mattress, onto which he immediately collapses on with a loud groan.

He situates himself under the covers and outstretches his arms to you expectantly, yet instead of your warm body he finds himself holding the bowl of soup you had brought.

You press a kiss to his forehead as he begrudgingly starts to sip on the soup, his gaze softening as he realises you're not about to leave his side.

Needless to say, the next day you were as ill as he was.

SAPNAP:

A loud groan resounds across the house.

You try your best to ignore it, going back to scrolling through your phone and scratching behind Patches' ears.

Another groan, louder this time, finally brings your attention away from social media and back to reality, frowning at the unending dramatic groans that come from your boyfriend.

You sigh, carefully pushing Patches off and starting your trek upstairs, listening to the borderline fake sounds coming from inside the room.

"You sound like you're dying."

You comment as soon as you push open the door to his bedroom, rolling your eyes with a smile as you meet your boyfriend's gaze, his lower lip curled into a pout as he makes grabby hands at you, his bed covered in what you assume to be snotty tissues.

"I am dying, darlin'. Feels like I'm being ripped apart."

You laugh, making your way towards him and sitting on the edge of the bed, and placing your hand onto his forehead, frowning instantly at how hot he feels.

"Wait, are you actually sick?"

"Yes!" Sapnap whines, throwing his head back and slamming it accidentally onto the wooden headboard, whining at the additional pain. "You thought I was fakin'!?"

"I wouldn't put it past you." You grumbled, wiping some of the sweat on his face with your sleeve, watching him try to adjust in his bed just to be closer with you. "What hurts?"

"Everything." He sighs out, closing his eyes in pain as his head throbs.

"Everything?" You repeat, unamused, already getting up to retrieve an ice pack from downstairs, hoping to cool down the fever he seems to have caught.

"Yes, every-" his eyes snap open as soon as he feels the bed shift, whining. "No, don't leave!"

"Nick, I need to get you something for your fever!"

You struggle against Sapnap's grip as he pulls you into his lap, arms wrapped around your waist and stubble scratching against your cheek.

"No… all I need is you, darl'." He grumbles against your skin, peppering sloppy kisses onto your neck.

"You're delirious." You sigh, melting into his warmth as he pulls you under the covers, sniffling and whining with every move he makes. "You'll take some medicine later, right?"

"Mhm … yeah." He says drowsily as he starts to fall asleep right there, listening to your breathing as a means to calm himself down. "Anything for you, sweetheart."

GEORGE:

How can George still be asleep?

You think to yourself as you stare mindlessly into the TV, the plate of food you had been eating abandoned on the coffee table as you take note of how long it had been since you had seen your boyfriend after last night.

You know he's prone to sleeping in for long, but not this long. Especially now in Florida, where the sun rises earlier and helps him wake up at the same time as you and your roommates.

Once you give your half eaten plate to Dream, you carefully push open the door to your boyfriend's room, stopping for a few moments so your eyes get used to the darkness his room was covered in.

"George? Are you awake?"

Treading carefully so you don't trip on any loose cables or stuff that he might have tossed onto the ground, you finally reach his bed, kneeling next to him and placing your hands on the body beneath the covers and shaking softly.

"Georgie?"

"Hmng."

You feel him turn around, meeting his gaze despite the darkness around you, watching as his pained expression turns into one of relief.

"Hi…" He mumbles, voice coarse as if he had just finished screaming for over an hour, reminding you of that one time he had lost his voice after a particularly long stream. "Time…?"

"Almost 4." Your hand comes up to push back his bangs, a shiver racking through his body as your cool touch makes contact with his atypically hot skin. "What th- do you have a fever?"

"I think." You feel his arms creep around your waist, pulling you closer with abnormal strength and placing his head onto your lap, snuggling himself into your thighs, letting out a shaky sigh at the warmth. "Tried getting up this morning and I think I passed out."

That would explain the crash Sapnap had claimed to have heard early in the morning.

"You passed out? Why didn't you call me?" You whisper back, running your fingers through his hair and massaging the back of his neck, a spot you know always gets him weak. "We could've brought you downstairs so you weren't cooped up like this."

George laughed as the image of Dream and Sapnap dragging him downstairs came to mind, but the sudden stabbing pain that attacked his lungs caused him to start coughing with a whine.

"I'd rather just stay up here with you." He started to manhandle you to lie under the covers, his hands warm on your hips as he quite basically shoved his face into your chest, trying to calm his raging headache. "We can order something later… I just want to be with you for now."

You chewed on your lower lip before your hands came up subconsciously to bury themselves in his soft locks, a whine leaving his lips as your nails started scratching at his scalp. "Fine. Just for a bit, okay? You still have to eat, we got to get you medicine, and you probably stin-"

You squeaked as he nipped on your skin in an attempt to get you to shut up, rolling your eyes at the smirk on his pretty lips before he fluttered his eyes back closed, a silent way of telling you that he was going back to sleep.

QUACKITY:

"You're an idiot."

Your boyfriend sputters out a confused sound as he walks into the kitchen, not having expected to be instantly insulted first thing in the morning.

"Huh?"

"Why are you half-naked!? You're sick!" You point at his feet and then his shorts with your spoon, making him groan and roll his eyes.

"It's hot!" He throws his arms up in the air as he sits down at the kitchen island, ignoring the way you frown at him. "And I'm not sick. I'm fine. It's just a cold."

"That still counts as being sick." You mumble under your breath, pushing a plate of food in his direction before pulling off your hoodie (which casually happened to be his) and handing it to him. "Put it on. I don't want you getting worse."

"...fine." He mumbles, starting to eat once it's on. "Thank you, mi vida."

Your face heats up at the casual nickname, nodding as you start on your own breakfast, too busy scrolling on your phone to notice the way your boyfriend starts squirming in his seat, sweat dripping down his forehead as he tries to focus on his food.

"You alright?" You finally realise how sick he looks despite having looked fine mere moments before, face flushed and skin sickly pale as he wipes the sweat away with his hoodies sleeves.

"Mhm. Okay." Your hand reaches over to cup his cheek, almost flinching back at how hot his skin feels. "Jesus! You're so fucking hot!"

You instantly regret what comes out of your mouth at his cocky expression, watching him m lean into your hand and sigh dreamily, eyelashes fluttering open and closed as he speaks.

"You think I'm that hot, babe?" He purrs out, despite the absolute pain that's racking through his body at the minute. "Damn, didn't expect you to be bold."

"Shut up." You pinch his cheek, forcing a high pitched cry to leave his mouth as you turn around to look through the medicine cabinet. "I meant you're literally hot, Alex."

"So you think I'm not figuratively hot?" You refrain from the urge to groan at his teasing, pulling off the cap to some medicine and dropping a pill into a glass of water.

"If you keep acting like this, you'll be less than hot to me." You snap, handing him the drink and waiting for him to down it like he usually does when it comes to ill-tasting medicine. "Go lie down, I'll make you some soup."

Before you can leave, he grabs your arm, pulling you into the space between his open legs and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"With me?" He mumbles into your hair, causing you to roll your eyes at how clingy he's become. "Come on, cielo. We can just order soup."

"But will it be as good as my soup?" You brush some of his longer strands of hair away from his eyes and trace the invisible lines between the beauty marks on his face.

"No… but I'd take cold soup any day of the week if it means having you in my arms."

KARL:

"Your nose is running."

You comment as you watch your boyfriend sluggishly make his way towards the fridge, eyes barely open and sweatpants almost falling down his waist.

"Mhm."

He doesn't even acknowledge your words, digging through the countless cans in the fridge to pull out some orange juice, instantly downing it without a second thought.

"Sorry. You want some?" He slurs, extending his arm and offering you the carton.

"Just finish it, Karl. I'd rather not get sick."

You notice that instead of his normal sleeping shirt he has a button up on, the buttons all messed up from probably trying to do it on his own in the bathroom mirror.

"You going somewhere, baby?" You comment on his appearance, frowning as he instantly nods, throwing the carton into the bin before looking for some snacks.

"Filming with Jimmy." He casually says, as if he hadn't been battling with a fever for almost a week. "I volunteered yesterd-"

You slap your hand over his mouth, stopping him from talking and meeting his shocked gaze, feeling his hands immediately find place on your waist out of instinct at how close you are.

"You're not going anywhere, Karl. I don't want you to get worse." You comment with a frown, having half expected him to lick at your hand when you had covered his mouth, but the sad look in his eyes feels worse than how that would've. "Please. You've been in pain for almost a week, I just want you to get better."

You let go of his face, moving your hand to cup his cheek and watch him press into your touch, nodding solemnly.

"Just don't like being useless. I wanna do stuff, I want to help!" He whines, closing his eyes as if afraid of your reaction to his complaint.

"You're not useless, though. You're sick. I'm taking care of you because I love you and I want you to get better. Jimmy's your friend, he'll probably won't want you working while you're sick, either." You lean up to press a soft kiss to the corner of his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a comforting hug, his cool hands roaming your skin under your shirt. "So get back into your pyjamas and get to bed and I'll bring you some food, okay? Then we can watch a movie, whichever one you want."

He nods enthusiastically, taking his turn to cup your cheeks in his hands and pepper kisses all over, brushing your lips with his before pulling away, aware of how sick you'd get if he gave you what he had. "I love you!" He says before rushing back upstairs giddily, not even waiting for you to say it back, aware that even without saying it, you do.

[kumezyzo]

could you do a bf!sapnap headcanons (sfw & nsfw) seeing reader for the first time? she’s a faceless streamer and they’ve been dating for around 6 months and sapnap really wants to see her face and is reeeaaalllyyyy attracted to her, like off the charts attracted to her? <3

also can I be 🎀 anon?

thank you for requesting! ofc you can be 🎀anon 💜💜 this is very spencer reid and maeve donovan vibes

okay, note after I've fully written this, and i interpreted the 'dating for six months' as not in a relationship but talking/not technically bf!sapnap yet but is still referred to as bf!sapnap.... im sorry if that throws it off for you... or if i didnt wrote this in a way that doesnt make sense... mb

anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list

bf!sapnap who loved hearing you speak when he didnt know what you looked like.

bf!sapnap who would send you voice messages to entice you to do the same.

bf!sapnap who hopes you get comfortable enough with him to show him your face

bf!sapnap feels his heart soar when he sees your face for the first time. he already had an image in his mind of what you looked like. but actually seeing you was ten times better.

bf!sapnap who wants to meet you as soon as he knows what you look like. not because he's superficial and wanted to wait until he saw what you looked like. but because he knows you're comfortable enough around him. he just wants to finally be able to hold you, feel you, kiss you.

bf!sapnap who just takes in your physical appearance the first time he sees you. he practically has heart eyes holding your face and hes examing everything about you from your lashes to the texture of your skin. hes seeing it for the first time in a way that isnt behind highly defined pixels.

bf!sapnap who kisses you for the first time. he feels butterflies in his stomach and his face turns bright red at the idea of being with someone as pretty as you. it makes him feel special.

bf!sapnap who thinks you look so much better in person. like the screen of his phone distorted your beauty.

bf!sapnap cant get over the way you style your clothes to fit your body, the way you hold yourself, the way you walk. he doesnt understand how someone could be so attractive.

bf!sapnap who can barely contain himself when hes around you. but he after all this time, he cant stand not being around you.

bf!sapnap who waits for you to initiate anything sexual with you. especially after experiencing you getting comfortable enough to even show him your face, he almost doesnt wait.

but he wants to be with you in such an intimate moment. his mind is wandering and he tries so hard to keep the ideas as just ideas.

bf!sapnap who tries to hold back the first time you have sex.

he's practically shaking by the time he's hovering over you, taking in your appearance in the way for the first time. he's restraining himself, keeping his head as clear as possible.

bf!sapnap who almost cums as soon as he's inside of you.

he has to think of anything else than your body, the way you moaned when he bottomed out, the way you're subconsciously squeezing him. his face is buried in your neck and taking deep breaths. but even your smell is making it hard for him.

bf!sapnap who starts fucking you slowly but doesnt change the pace. for his own sake.

"nick..." you moan softly, playing with the hair on the back of his head as he thrusts slowly. he hums into your neck. "nick... faster... please."

"shit... okay, baby..." he tells you, moving fast enough to feel different. but not enough for how long you've waited for this.

"babe... just fuck me," you whisper in his ear, hoping to get a reaction out of him. "i need you to fuck me..."

bf!sapnap who practically loses his mind at your words. It's like a switch inside of him flips. and your moans are what is fueling him to keep going.

"shit peach..." he says when he sees how your face is just as fucked out as he feels. his thighs are covered in a mixture of your cum and his. every thrust sounds wet and loud, sending butterflies straight to your core. "so fucking pretty.

bf!sapnap who has you sore and aching the next morning. but he will hold you with such a dopey smile on his face, kissing all over your soft face.

"you're so cute," he tells you when hes kissing the hickies he left on your chest. your keep whining in embarrassment, hiding your face from the way he looked up at you so lovingly.

"im sore," you tell him as he makes his way down to your thighs. he scoffs and spreads them softly, kissing your inner thighs. he smiles at how your flinch when he runs a finger through the folds of your pussy.

"youre so cute, peach."

lowkey hated my writing in this. im sorry its such ass. -nony

[justpuppylove]

Doll- stepdad dream smut

Stepdad!dream x afab reader smut

Kinks/warnings: Stepcest [PLEASE DONT FUCK YOUR STEP-SIBLINGS OR PARENTS. I DO NOT CONDONE THIS.], daddy kink, use of little one and other names, praising, thigh fucking, slight breeding.

A/N: im gonna step away from the Wilbur smut for a sec but I’ll make sure to make my way through those requests soon :3

Your mom introduced your stepdad dream a few months ago and he seemed like a decent enough guy. You were against your mom dating again after your father passed away but you eventually came around to the idea of dream staying with you guys. This isn’t to say you see him as a father figure, he treats you like his child in some ways but there’s just always been something off about you guys having a “father-child relationship”. He’s always been pretty touchy with you and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy it. At first it was playful touching, nothing coherently sexual about it, but then it progressed into you sitting on his lap and him running his hand up your thigh. Of course your mom never knew of any of this and you hoped she never would, you felt so guilty every time it happened but for some reason that made you even more turned on.

You walked into your bedroom and shut the door. You ran to your bed and flopped down; utterly exhausted. Exams were getting the best of you but you finally had some time to rest. Then you heard a knock on your door.

“Doll, do you want to watch a movie with me? Your mom is gone for the weekend and I’m bored.” Dream said, dragging out the D in bored. You were so tired but how could you say no to dream?

“Sure I’ll be down in a minute, pick out a movie for us.” You said reluctantly dragging your body off of your bed. You hear him turn away and start walking back downstairs as you head over to your closet. You get out a oversized shirt that dream had gave you as a hand-me-down and you change into it. You wanted to be comfortable so you took off your bra and didn’t put any shorts on so you were just in his shirt and your underwear. When you were done you made your way downstairs to dream cooking popcorn in the kitchen. You walk into the kitchen to grab a few snacks and go to sit them onto the living room table. You hear the microwave ding and you walk back into the kitchen to see dream putting the popcorn into a big bowl. You squeeze past dream, grinding against him as you do so, to look for the salt. You hear him let out a groan before walking up behind you, pressing your stomach up to the counter top as you feel his hard dick against your ass. You let out a whimper as he reaches up into the cupboard to grab the salt out.

“Is this what you were looking for darling~?” He asked you, putting the salt infront of your face but keep your bodies in the same position. All you could let out is a little ‘mhm’ as he backs away, walking into the living room. He presses play as you follow him onto the couch as you see him pat his lap, signaling for you to sit on it. You feel your face grow red as you press yourself onto his lap, his dick pressing onto your pussy as you let out a small moan. “What’s wrong baby?” Dream says as he feels his way up your thigh. You respond to him by pressing yourself harder onto his dick, “Is this the problem little one?” He says pressing has fingers onto your clothed pussy. “Awe, you’re soaking wet. Do you need daddy to take care of you?” He asks. You nod, “I need your words sweetheart”. “Yes daddy, please take care of me.” You say highly embarrassed. He giggles into your ear as he begins rubbing your pussy through your underwear, your hand shoots to his and you try to press yourself onto his hand. He slides your underwear down before sliding off his own. His hard dick shoots up as he makes you wrap your thighs around his dick. He starts thigh fucking you while both hands are squeezing your thighs. You hold onto his wrists while he kisses the back of your neck. Your pretty moans and his groans fill the room. “Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve needed this doll. Ive needed to use your pretty little body so bad.” He says before fucking your thighs faster. His precum and your wetness covering your thighs as his dick slides between your folds and hits your clit in just the right way. “Ah~ gonna cum daddy” you moan, squeezing his wrists. “Cum for me, you’re doing so good” he says as he removes one of his hands from your thigh to circle your clit instead.

He cums all over your thighs as you cum onto his dick. He picks your body up and turns you around to face him. He kisses you as he slides his dick inside of you, making your yelp. “Shh~ its okay, I have you. Daddy has you.” He says as he pulls you closer, slowly pushing his dick in until he bottoms out. He begins fucking into you, making you bounce on him. He lifts your shirt up and watches your tits bounce as you move up and down on him. He smirks at how embarrassed you got at this. “Is my little baby embarrassed? You’re so adorable.” He said before grabbing one of your hands, holding it as he fucks into you harder. Your moans get louder and louder as you feel yourself getting closer to cumming. “Just like that, cum for me baby.” He says before playing with one of your tits. “I’m going to cum inside of you okay? Can you handle that doll?” He asks. He let out a few yes’s before cumming on his dick for the second time. He slams into you a few more times before spilling his seed into your pussy.

He pulls you off of his dick and gets a paper towel to clean you both up with. He puts his clothes back on before sliding your underwear back onto you. He lays on the couch and pulls you in. The credits of the movie roll as you fall asleep.

[axolchys]

omg omg omg guys

imagine

You’re on sapnap’s bed, scrolling through twitter.

Suddenly, the door busts open.

“Baby. I need you.” Sapnap says. “Huh? Whats up?” You ask, worried. He walks towards you, slams his lips against yours.

He places his hand on your back, slowly guiding you two to the bed. “Fuck baby.” He grunts. “Hold on, hold on.” He says, walking to his pc.

You take a moment to yourself. You think this is strange because you guys don’t normally do this. Plus the boys are over—

Nick looks at you, smiling.

You look at him with the straightest face ever.

Cbat started playing.

“YOU FUCKING—” You yell.

“What?” His voice cracking, “Do you want a different song?” He giggles then plays dream’s speed running music.

You grab a pillow to throw at him. You grab another one to cover your face and scream as the other boys open the door, hysterically laughing.

“I’m— I’m about to speed— run that pussy.” Nick laughs. You groan.

“Im about to speed run our relationship, idiot.” You laugh along.

—

I wonder what happened to that couple 😭

[hearts4court]

desperate sapnap please

SLIGHT SMUT AHEAD. PLEASE SCROLL IF UNCOMFORTABLE!!

⚠️MINORS DNI!!⚠️

Pairing: Sapnap X afab!reader

“please baby..”Sap whispered against your lips as y’all shared a sloppy kiss. “Sap— you need to work.” you say with a slight frown.

“i know— i know. just— need to be inside you. please.”he begs, receiving a sigh from you.

~~~~~~~~

“Doll, stop squirming so much. you’re— mm…distracting me.” Sapnap says, his eyes glued to the computer screen in front of him, his hand on your lower back, pushing it so it’ll arch.

“M’sorry. i’m uncomfortable in this position.” you mumble against his shoulder, pressing a kiss to it, making him smile lightly.

his cock deep in your walls felt good. But, because of the position, it made your back hurt. Which made Sapnap feel bad, he hated when his baby was in pain.

“Baby— i’m gonna cum if you keep squirming like that.” he grumbled, continuing to squirm, making you gasp when he kept his word—and came in you.

you humming against his shoulder as his cum slowly seeped through onto his gaming chair.

“Sap! your chair-“ you start to say before he cuts you off with a kiss to your lips. “it’s fine. i love when we make messes like this.” he says with a cheeky grin.

“Don’t get cocky now.” you say.

Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.

[kitybur]

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰? | 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐚𝐩

⌦ in which sapnap asks dream about crushes, but instead gets an answer from you, the said crush.

— warnings: pronouns not mentioned, best friends to lovers, use of real name

| “how do i know if i have a crush on someone?” “well, you can’t stop thinking about them, you feel strange when they’re around, and then you want to— why are you looking at me like that.” |

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it was a casual afternoon. well, as casual as it could get since your best friend, dream, had face revealed. you were on a discord call with him, getting ready to stream in the next minutes. dream had been talking about how he felt with the word seeing him, and now nerve wracking it was.

“—and the filming process! oh my god! it’s so weird to be in front of the camera!” you laughed when he did — his laugh was very contagious. it was even more funny as he had his face cam on, you could see his head titling back as his mouth hung open slightly when a wheeze past his lips.

“dream! stop!” you choked out, hand almost slapping your desk in a fit of giggles. “how are you feeling now that you’re really out there?” you still kept the playful tone, but he knew there was some seriousness in it.

“i’m hoping to film irl content now, and hoping you could maybe fly out to film something.” he smirked at his camera. if you were a random person listening to this conversation, you would’ve thought he was hinting something suggestive.

“that would be amazing!” you smiled brightly. “when we’re you—”

“hey, clay?” you we’re cut off by a male voice. your other best friend (and potential crush), sapnap, had entered dream’s recording room with a small knock. his purple balenciaga hoodie hanging off him slightly and his black shorts holding his thighs.

dream turned around to face sapnap, not turning off his camera or muting his mic, figuring he was just going to ask what was for dinner. “what’s up?”

you stayed silent as you watched the two boys on your screen, chin rested on the palm of your hand. you watched sapnap remove his black cap, run his fingers through his hair, and put it back on.

he let out a sigh. “how do i know if i have a crush on someone?” dream’s eyes widened at the question. of course, he’s talked about love and crushes with some of his friends, but it wasn’t with sapnap. this was the first he’s heard sapnap talk to passionately about something involving love.

you let out a silent laugh at how clueless dream was. you cleared your throat. “well sapnap, you can’t stop thinking about them, you feel strange when they’re around, and then you want to—” your voice trailed off when you noticed sapnap’s eyes staring into yours and pink dusted on his cheeks like paint.

he held an adorable smile, that could almost turn into a smirk if he moved his lips a certain way.

“why are you looking at me like that?” dream had let out another wheeze, clenching his hand over his clothed heart. he wipes a tear that had escaped his eye.

“i think you guys have some things to talk about.” he turns to sapnap. “maybe y/n could teach you a thing or two about having a crush.”

“yeah, maybe.” while he was still slightly embarrassed, sapnap managed to send a decent wink to the camera. he smirked in victory as the tips of your ears became red.

“you know, clay. nick might learn better if it was in person. i think i’ll take your offer.”

—

“hi, chat! how are we today?” you adjust yourself on your spiny chair, eyes glancing over chat.

HI Y/N

how r u

ARE YOU BLUSHING???

THE Y/N BLUSHING!?

“chat! no! please—” you shoved for face in your hands, shaking your head. it only popped up when your donation sound effect ran through your headphones.

sapnap donated $4.20

see you soon, sweetheart :>

“oh sweet jesus.”

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a/n: very ugly fic, but i haven’t posted in a month :(( part two?????

[disturbed-and-depressed]

Sapnap: Y/n! I can't do this stupid math!

Y/n: What’s the math problem?

Sapnap: Well, we have to add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and hope we don’t multiply.

Dream, covering George’s ears, while Y/n smacks Sapnap upside the head: Not going to lie that was hella smooth.

[give-me-a-breakk]

i’m in charge pt. 2 [gnf x f!reader]

part 1

word count: 1,115

warnings: SMUT, dom!george, eating you out, edging, hair pulling if you squint

summary: george switches the roles back to the usual of him being the dominant one.

george runs his hands up your bare stomach, lifting your shirt higher in the process. you’re embarrassed at how you’re allowing him to make you submit to him, so you grip his wrists before he can reach your breasts.

he looks up at you confused. “a-are you okay?”

your hesitance has made him nervous. even when he was ‘in charge’ he was careful with you.

“yeah, just- why can’t i be in charge?” you ask, challenging him.

his face falls back into his familiar smirk.

“didn’t i just just give you a turn, darling?” he asks condescendingly.

“well yeah, but-“

“be quiet.”

before you could protest, he pulls down your underwear and licks side to side on your clit without warning, causing you to gasp. your hand slips up, covering your mouth as to not let him hear any of your pathetic moans. of course, he interjects by grabbing your arms and pulling them away.

“well it’s no fun if i can’t hear you.” he says as he rolls his eyes.

your eyebrows furrow, still upset at how fast you lost the dominance.

“you want control?” he guides your hands to his hair, “there’s your control.”

his tongue goes back to working on your clit, and your moans are audible this time. you pull very lightly on his hair, afraid to tug too hard. he looks up at you, while his tongue is still moving quickly against you. you try to keep eye contact with him, but sometimes it breaks as you throw your head back from all his movements that cause you pleasure.

then, he moves his tongue to push inside your entrance instead, moving fast again. your grip on his hair finally tightens as you react to the new feeling, his wet tongue feeling around your walls. the speed of all his movements made you feel like you would cum quickly, already starting to feel a slight knot in your stomach.

“ah- george-“

but then george pulls away completely, causing you to look down at him.

“do you like it when i go fast y/n?”

“mhm” you answer while nodding. you looked so helpless.

“so, you don’t like it slow?” he asks while he starts to rub your clit painfully slow with his delicate fingers.

his touch still made you react, your hips twitching slightly.

“george..” you say and let out an obvious whine.

his other hand digs into the skin of your thigh, but still not hard enough to leave bruises.

“is something wrong?” he asks, pretending to be unaware of how badly he’s torturing you.

“pl-please.” you say in a louder tone than you expected.

his slow pace stays exactly the same.

“who’s in charge?” he asks, looking you straight in the eye.

you huff and look away, still not wanting to give him the satisfaction. he smirks at your response, tightening the grip he has on your thigh. his lips leave kisses on you thigh, moving closer to your heat, he moves his fingers to leave a few licks on your clit that make you whimper, but then he stops.

“i guess you just don’t want to finish...” he teases.

“wait..” you say quietly while pulling his head up with the hand that was still in his hair.

“hm?” he hums, his eyes looking even more pretty because of the way he’s looking up.

“fine,” you spit out, “you’re in charge.”

as soon as you say that, he has the most smug look on his face.

“and now i can prove it.” he says.

his tongue goes back to flicking your clit around. it was sensitive now, making your hips grind against his mouth, but george didn’t mind. to him, it just showed how desperate you were, just from his mouth.

your hands explored his brown messy hair. one moved down to hold his jaw, this time neither of you dared to break eye contact.

“i love you, george.”

his eyes widened a little, barely noticeable. his tongue slows down as if processing what you said. it wasn’t like you guys hadn’t said it before, but it was rare for you guys to say it during sex.

he seemed to gain a new motivation now, sucking on your clit to give you the most amount of pleasure. he used his hands on your thighs to hold you against him as your hips bucked with sensitivity.

soon enough, you could feel how close you were, and your increasing moans made it obvious to george as well. then you came in his mouth, just like he said you would, still not breaking eye contact. he made sure to clean you up with tongue afterwards, his tongue still making your breath hitch from how sensitive you were now.

he moves up, hovering over you. he kisses you, making you taste yourself.

“i love you too.” he finally says.

you pull him towards you, rolling both of you over so you sat on top of him. you both giggled, he didn’t try to stop you. now you were both just smiling at each other like idiots. you were about to lean down to kiss him when you see his phone light up and start vibrating on the dresser next to the bed.

“it’s dream.” you say as you get off him so he can pick it up.

his face drops, but he answers anyway.

“what do you want?” he says when he picks up.

you raise your eyebrows, surprised at his aggression, especially towards dream. george keeps it off speaker, so you can’t hear what dream is saying. you just use context from george’s answers.

“actually yes, i’m busy.”

…

“none of your business, idiot.”

…

“I’ll just call you later.”

he waits a moment, probably listening to dream complaining, then he hangs up, lightly tossing the phone to the carpet floor.

he looks back towards you, and you look at him curiously.

he sighs and says, “he wanted to talk about a video.”

he pulls you to him by your waist and you smile.

“but the only person i want whining in my ear right now, is you.” he says, making you laugh, and he pulls you into an affectionate kiss, but it quickly turns rough and sloppy. he leans down towards you, until your back is against the bed again.

he speaks, “where were we?”

“oh, i don't know,” you say as you look off, pretending like you have to think about it, “something about cumming in your mouth over and over.”

he laughs and moves back down.

“mhm” he says as his hands run across your thighs softly, and then suddenly holding them open, preparing to go down on you again.

[goddess-evelle]

You beat the game while (V)

You get spanked every time you die.

Warnings: Slaps, Mean Boyfriends tbh, masochist reader, Sadist boyfriends.

A/N: I wrote this quickly. So, sorry in advance.

Ya’ll already know how this goes, I ain’t even gonna explain how you got here but here you are. Shaky hands on the keyboard as you feel 3 pairs of eyes staring at your character’s every move. You start softly doing the usual, collecting wood, starting with a few wood items. You attempt to go on a cave even if you are internally scared you don’t want your boyfriends to know that. Specially after they were laughing about how you wouldn’t be able to last 5 minutes in the game. So, you swallow how scared you are to lose and you go into a cave, everything going absolutely fine. You upgrade to an amazing iron pick and even find a few diamonds as the first 30 minutes on the game going absolutely wonderful. That’s when things go wrong because here you are with the last of your torches that you made with the last of your wood, while you are not super deep into the cave; you KNOW it’s already night time because Minecraft hates you. SO there you are making your way out, and out of the corner of your eye you see this cute little skeleton just aiming towards you; with barely a second you are able to avoid his arrow, but not without taking a considerable amount of damage from the fall to avoid the arrow. Here you are RUNNING for you life when this little fucking baby zombie comes to kill you! A lot of “You lost!” And “AHHHH” pound agaisnt the walls of the room as you look defeated at the red screen. The boys waste no time telling you to stand up and lay face down on the bed. You do as your told rising your (Sapnap’s) shirt enough to reveal your pretty red lace panties to your boyfriends eyes. You hear one of the groan as the other starts massaging your ass. Just preparing you quickly for how much they are about to fuck up your ass.

“You ready baby?” You think George asks beside you; just as you are about to give a snarky response you feel a hand land on your cheek. The sound resonates in the room as a sharp pain shoots its way in your ass the same shape of the hand that delivered the punishment. A yelp leaving your lips as you feel the affected zone heat up. You almost move your hand back to try and appease the pain, but a rough hand takes the place as it starts massaging the hurt skin a little too roughly for it to be helpful. You feel movement around yoou as Sapnap stands now directly in front of you ass. He wastes no time delivering his slap into your ass. Of course he is not nice enough to go to the other cheek instead he hits you exactly where Dream did so that you can relive the painful experience. Your eyes well up with tears as the pain become increasingly hurtful. They redo the same rough massage before George starts behind you. He bends down to run his tongue over the red handprint of on your ass, his cool saliva giving a nice feeling that has you moaning at the feel, but it only lasts a few second before he delivers his slap on your other cheek, even with the soft gesture at the beginning he delivers a painful smack to your ass. Tears are now flowing down your face as you attempt to get out of the bed to continue the game. You make a poor try to play while not sitting down on the gaming chair as you continue the game, and of course it is night time. With no weapons and the burning on your ass you are already at 4 hearts. Dream being the darling he is moves his hands to your shoulders starting to give you a massage that would normally be suspicious, but your ass burns too much to realize his true intentions. He gives a kiss to the top of your head and then you feel him push your shoulders down until you are forced to sit down completely on the chair. A loud scream rips through your lips as you feel the tender skin of your ass almost stick to the leather of the chair. Your focus leaving completely as your character dies. You start crying silently knowing that they will not hold back. You are moved to the bed and pushed around until you are only on your pretty red panties.

“Look at you matching your panties with these pretty hand prints” Dream moans into your shoulder as his hand moves to rub your clit. Your mind almost numb as you feel George sucking on your tits, and Sapnap moving down to start eating you out. Your legs closing around Dreams hand until Sapnap pushed your thighs open. Almost as if it was rehearsed Dream lands a perfect slap to your clit making your stomach turn at the painful pleasure that runs through your veins.

“Come on baby you still got two more. I bet you can cum just by slapping your pretty little clit” George’s thick accent makes it’s presences letting you know you are going to ENJOY this night.

[sunshine-on-marz]

Home again

Dreamteam x reader

Where Dream team gets back from Antarctica

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You waited in the front yard for the Uber to pull up with your boyfriends. When the car pulled up you started sprinting. It just so happened that George was the closest boy to you as you jumped into his arms. He spun you around and kissed your lips. “EEEEE!! I missed you so—so—so—so—much, never leave me againnnn” you punctuated each “so” with a kiss and whined the last few words. “My turn, give me my baby” you heard your boyfriend say, George put you down and you went to hug sapnap. He lifted you up and let you wrap your legs around him. “Ohhhh my darlin’ I missed you so much gorgeous” he kissed you deeply for a few seconds before pulling away to peck your cheeks, making you giggle. “Stopppp! Sap! That tickles!!” He stopped and put you down. That’s when you saw Dream behind George, looking sick as hell but staring at you with heart eyes. “My poor boy” you cooed as you gave him a hug and he put his face in your neck. He went to pull away but you didn’t let him. “Y/n, I don’t want to make you sick” you kissed his head and responded “you hush, I missed you so much pretty boy” he smiled a bit “missed you to babe”. You walked inside with the three boys and sat down at the table where you had a meal set up for the four of you. “You didn’t have to cook my love” George said as he took a bite. “What else was I gonna do?” George shrugged and the three boys ate like starved men. Once you where done and dishes where in the sink the four of you go to the bedroom and cuddle for the rest of the night.

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Poor dream was suffering

[yettobedetermined7]

Imagine going to a Sooners game with Dream and Sapnap

[kumezyzo]

dry humping with sapnap where he is all needy please

im just gonna leave this here. its such ass btw. really short... anyway.

...enjoy...or dont :) m.list

you woke up on your own, trying to stretch in your boyfriends arms but to no avail. with the way he had his arms wrapped around you, you just squirmed awkwardly. in the process, he stirred awake.

you looked up from his chest, waiting for him to open his eyes and look down at you with his pretty green eyes. when he does finally open his eyes, he blinks down at you and smiles lazily.

you smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss, meeting his lips softly. he hummed, pulling you in by your waist as close as he could get you. he pulled away and sighed, closing his eyes to just bask in your presence.

"im gonna go to the bathroom," you tell him quietly, moving his arm off your waist. he grunts softly and sits up as you stumble out of bed, licking his lips at the sight of you in your short and thin sleep shorts.

he was on his phone when you came back into the room. he wrapped his arm around you when you sat in bed with him, watching him look through his emails.

then he turned switched to his home screen, looking down at you. you look up, waiting for him to say something but instead he kisses you. its needy, lustful if you will. it throws you off guard.

you pull away, placing your hand on his chest to keep him from chasing you. "what brought this on?"

"those shorts are nice," is all he says before going back in for another kiss. he set his phone om the nightstand, using his now free hand to rest it high up on your thigh.

you pulled away, eliciting a groan from him. "my shorts turned you on?" you ask smugly. he rolled his eyes and gave your thigh a particularly hard squeeze.

you shook your head with a smile and moved to straddle his lap. "its okay, you can say you were checking out my ass."

"im always checking you out," he says shamelessly. he moves his hands on your hips. you look at him in shock before sighing and leaning in to kiss him again.

you moan softly when you finally feel how hard he got in the span of a few minutes. the heat radiating from it causing you to squirm softly. his grip on your hips only tightened and then lightly guided you in a way that encouraged you to keep going.

he moaned against your lips, feeling like if you stopped, he would die. you werent sure if he had realized how he was whimpering with every drag of your hips against his. and for you, it was juat as arousing thinking of how much he seemingly needed you in that moment.

you pull away from his lips, feeling your heart flutter at the way he chased you. you admired the red of his lips and the love sick look in his eye as you caught your breath.

when you slowed your hips, his hands helped you continue the movement. he was addicted.

i just rewatched Sweeney Todd and it truly is fantastic. tell me if i have typos in this. or if yall want a longer version. -nony

[yourmamakira]

DT POSTING THIER S/O

Dream Team posting Thier S/O and what they would post [HC]

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@DreamWasTaken

"Look how small They're hand is 🥺"

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Dream hands Down...Hehe- Would post about your hand sizes All the time, Being a faceless strramer has more cons the pros so he never passes the chance to show the size Difference between the two of you :)

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@Sapnap

"I piggy backed From a Pizza Dough Freezer"

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Obviously he enjoyed watching stranger things with you, He never stops quoting El. He just hated how much you fawned over Eddie and Steve

"Whats they got that I don't..?"

"Nick. Baby, Its just a show I promise"

"So if we were all in a room you would choose me over them?"

"....

Now nick-"

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@GeorgeNotFound

"They really woke me up for this Photo 😒"

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This is Not somthing Weird to George. He usually Ends up Forgetting you took it and its funny to see his reaction later when it blows up, Hes such a sleepy head and you always Bully him for it. But in the end you don't mind. You love your "British Hot pocket" With everything <33

That was It, If you want me to make a part two Follow and alike this Blog, I appreciate Everyone and Everything. I wanna clarify that these are just head cannons with the CC!'s! This was actually accidentally Posted Two days earlier than it was supposed to so Two posts in one days! 😭

[deliwrites]

𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 // Dream

// DATE // 13th of October 2022 // PAIRING // Dreamwastaken x Reader // WARNING // masterbation, phone sex, pet names // WORDS // 2,8k // SUMMARY // Dream was going around face timing friends for the first time. He let me know I would be one of them. // SERIES // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

I sat in front of my set-up. I was a Minecraft YouTuber just like Dream. This is how we met in the first place. I wasn’t faceless like him tho. He was the reason I made manhunt videos as well. I, of course, gave him credit every single time. I didn’t want him to think I was taking his video and claiming it as mine. In his videos, it was men hunting him and in mine, it was females hunting me.

I don’t know how, when or where, but Dream found my channel. Just as it was taking off. Maybe he found me because I had started to become more popular. I will have to ask him sometime.

He got in contact with me over Twitter. It wasn’t anything significant. More a message like; ‘Hey, I noticed you make similar video’s as me. They’re awesome! Thanks for the credit btw’. It felt like an automated message but I still responded.

I let him know how he is an inspiration to me and that I hoped he was fine with me - basically - copying him. To my surprise, he responded. He was super cool about it. He even came up with the idea to mix the groups. So about a year ago, we posted a video on his channel; “Minecraft Manhunt Two Speedrunners VS Ten Hunters”. It got a lot of attention and we’ve basically been friends ever since. It got so much attention. We ended up making 4 more. Just so it had an ending like the rest of them. We were going 2 vs 2 with the wins. So either party had to win the last match and they would win in total.

Who would have guessed, Dream and I ended up winning the last one. Which happened 3 months ago. We only won because of me I might add. Dream ended up dying just before we killed the dragon. Three more hits after I pulled out of a fight. Pearling into the ring. I finished off the dragon. Dream and I cheered while the others screamed in disbelief.

I was expecting contact to fade when we were done with all the videos. Though, to my surprise that wasn’t the case. We still texted and even called. We talked almost every day. I really liked our friendship. But I hated to admit it.

I was falling for him. Hard. I would like for us to be more if I was honest. Sure, I had no idea what he looked like - tho I was going to find out soon - but he was such a sweetheart. I’ve definitely been flirting with him. No shame there. I think he’s been flirting back, but I’m not sure. We’ve had many flirty jokes and suggestive conversations. I have no clue how much male friends talk to each other about kinks. But I was sure I knew more about that side of him than George or Sapnap.

Turning on my camera, I wait patiently for him to call me.

Dreamy Poo 💚

A squeak escapes me as I quickly press record on the camera.

“Look, guys, he’s calling!” I tell the camera. Shamelessly showing off what Clay is called on my phone. Picking up the phone when I turn it back to me, I cover my eyes. Nervous - as fuck - about seeing him

“Hey, Y/n,” His comforting voice rings through the phone quietly.

“Wait, shit, I didn’t put you on speaker!” I groan in frustration to myself.

“Then put me on speaker,” I can hear him laugh at my idiocy.

“I don’t want to see you yet, I’m nervous!” I tell him. Hanging my head, pouting slightly. A soft chuckle comes from him.

“Alright, I’ll cover the camera,” he starts. “You put me on speaker, and let me know when I can uncover the camera. Alright?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Alright, it’s covered,” peeking through my fingers slightly. The screen is black beside the buttons. I quickly put him on speaker. Giving my camera a look for my stupidity. Squeezing my eyes shut I shake my head softly.

“Okay, I’m ready,” I tell Clay.

“Really, you’re still keeping your eyes closed?” he asks chuckling in disbelief.

“Dream! Don’t judge me!” I whine getting another laugh from him.

“Alright, I’ll just stay here, waiting,” I hear a thunk like he put his phone down on something. Out of curiosity, I open one eye just enough to check my phone. A slight pout on his face catches my eye. An audible gasp leaves my lips. I open both eyes and just stare at him. Mouth agape. He was looking away slightly. After hearing my gasp he looks back at the screen. His pout fading into a smile.

“No,” is the first coherent word that comes out. Clay shakes his head, chuckling softly as I stare at him. Frozen in my spot.

“What’s that supposed to mean!”

“You’re fucking gorgeous!” I say before my thoughts could catch up. A blush almost instantly flushed my cheeks. His cheeks seem to tint a little pink as well at my outburst. “I mean! No! You can’t be this beautiful!” I try to recover and find confidence in what I’m saying. A bright smile takes place on Clay’s face. He is sitting more relaxed in his gaming chair. It was then that I notice he had set his phone up on his desk. Either sitting on something or leaning against something. Angling it just right where I could see from the top of his head, all the way to his jean-covered knees.

Letting out little confused noises, I lean forward in my gaming chair. Left elbow on my knee, head resting on my left hand. My right hand holding my phone. I wasn’t sure if I was still in frame of my camera but I couldn’t care less at this point.

I was just staring at him in amazement. His eyes were so gorgeous, his smile is gorgeous, god I could stare at him all day and not get bored. Though I wasn’t distracted enough to not notice him glancing down at me. I decide then to tease him with that later. First I needed a video for Twitter.

“I can’t believe you’re real,” I tell him, getting another laugh from him.

“Yep, I’m definitely real. You can ask Sapnap if you don’t believe me,” he chuckles.

“I believe you.”

“Good,” he grins.

“Who else have you called?” I decide to ask.

“You are actually the first I called today, others were a little busy at this time.”

“Woah, I wasn’t even your first pick, I’m offended!” I tell him loudly, tho there is obvious sarcasm in my voice. “Bye!” I fake hanging up. Noting that that’s where I should cut the video before posting it on Twitter.

“No!” Clay sounds a little desperate making me chuckle.

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t going to actually hang up,” I tell him in a whisper. “There is something I wanna talk to you about,” I smirk, sitting back in my chair, I hover my phone slightly above me. “I noticed your eyes wandered a bit,” I start smugly. His eyes widen and I can tell he’s about to deny it. “Don’t bother denying it,” I chuckle. “I don’t mind either way.”

“Wait, what?” he seems a little confused at my comment. “You don’t mind that I was checking you out?”

“Aha, so you admit it,” I giggle, grinning. I poke my tongue out in a teasing manner. He groans and rolls his eyes, a smile still gracing his face.

“Okay, yes, I did,” he says reluctantly, though there is a smirk playing at the corner of his lip. “You’re absolutely stunning, how could I not.”

“Why thank you, Clay,” doing something that I was possibly going to regret later. I swiftly pull at the short crop top I was wearing. Showing off the black lace bra I was wearing underneath. “You like the look of these?” I ask him. Unsure where this confidence was coming from. Looking down at his lean body I notice him shuffling in his seat. Which gave me even more confidence.

“Damn it, yes,” he breathes out like he was trying to not let this escalate. But I could tell he was already too into this.

“I can tell,” I smirk. “I can see a little bludge forming,” I lick my top lip in anticipation. Tho, to my surprise a smirk starts to form on his lips now as well.

“Does it excite you, that you have this effect on me?” my eyes widen slightly at his words. Only then becoming painfully aware of the wetness and pressure between my legs. A blush spread on my cheeks. “I take that as a ‘yes’,” his voice is deep as he chuckles.

I counter his confidence by taking off the crop top. I swear I saw the tent in his jeans twitch just slightly. Positioning my phone on my desk, similarly to how he has his phone. Standing up, I shimmy out of the short pleated skirt I was wearing. Leaving me in nothing but my matching lace lingerie and white thigh-high socks.

“God, you’re a tease,” he groans softly. His shirt is quick to disappear as well. Followed by his jeans being lowered. A relieved sigh left his lips. Having taken a little bit of the pressure off his hard dick.

“You already knew that, Clay,” I stick out my tongue at him. This wasn’t the first time I teased him. Before I would just send him a spicy pic. The smirk never left my lips. I loved that I was able to do this to him. Turning away from the phone, my ass in full view. I can feel it jiggle as I take the few steps back to my chair. Having pushed it a bit away when I set up my phone and took off the skirt. I swear I heard a ‘fuck’ leave his lips. Sitting back down my tits jiggle with the bounce. Looking at my phone. He’s starting gently stroking his member over his boxers.

“God you’re gorgeous,” he tells me, making me swoon just a little. “Will you play with your tits for me?” his voice is filled with slight authority, making his question more of a demand. Not that I would decline. I would answer to his every wish if I could. I don’t answer verbally. Instead deciding to reach behind me. Unclipping my bra. I don’t let it fall just yet. Leaving it to hang loosely on my shoulder. Both of my hands slide from my ribs to cup my breasts. Pushing them together making them seem bigger. That does the trick of making the bra slide down. Smirking I cover my boobs with one hand, throwing the bra somewhere in the room.

Looking at my phone, I see he’s decided to stop torturing himself. Having freed his dick from his constricting boxers. His right hand was slowly stroking himself up and down, thumb pressing down on the glistening tip. I lick my lips at the sight. We had done something similar to this once, though I obviously wasn’t able to see him then.

Cupping my breasts once, I pinch my nipples, soft moans leaving my lips at that. I was kinda sad that I was wearing black lace. Was it any other colour, I could have shown him just how wet this made me. The slight breeze in my room let me know just how soaked I was.

“Clay,” I start softly. Sliding my hands down, I wait for his eyes to connect with mine. “I want you to watch me.”

“I am,” he tells me a little breathless. Smirking I slide my thumbs under the hem of my panties, sliding them down my legs. Kicking them off. I pull my knees up, spreading my legs. I sink down in my chair a little. Legs hanging in the air. Putting my wet cunt on full display for him. “Look at you. Putting yourself on full display for me,” a blush graces my cheeks at the praises he was giving me. “Out here pleasing me like a good kitten,” the pet name leaving his lips has my lips flutter. “You like that, don’t you,” he smirks, voice dark. “You like being a good girl for me,” the dark tone in his voice does things to me. I’m getting drunk just of his voice.

Reaching between my legs with slim fingers. I spread my folds, slick already running down in expectancy. Fuck, I was so wet. Dipping a finger in I imagine it being his finger. Quickly adding another. Curling my fingers as I thrust them in and out. Playing with my clit with my thumb. Watching Clay pick up the pace with his hand. Matching my pace. ‘God, I wish I was with you.’

“Me too,” he smirks. Looking directly at my pussy. Glistening in the studio light. Moans and gasps left my lips as I abused my clit with frantic strokes. The thrusts becoming quicker by the second. Not even registering that I had said my thought out loud. “I can just imagine sitting on my knees in front of you. Eating you out, leaving you a moaning mess as you are now.”

“Oh, please, do that!” I moan out. Closing my eyes I picture him doing just that. The thought of his mouth of me. Sucking at my clit, tongue thrusting inside me. Adding his fingers to make it feel just that much better.

“Are you gonna cum for me, kitten?” I’m not sure if he actually said that, or if I was imagining it, but I begged for it.

“Please,” I beg like I was deprived of an orgasm for days. I, so desperately wanted to show him, how good this made me feel. How fucking hot it was for me to hold onto this confidence. Watching him jerk off to me was so hot. I loved that I had this effect on him. I loved that I was enough.

His dark chuckle rings through my ears. “Alright, baby. Cum with me and next time I’ll fill you up, alright?” I couldn’t answer him. Him just saying that had me falling off the edge. My eyes closed tightly as my orgasm ripped through me. I was breathing heavily, stroking out my orgasm. After having calmed down I open my eyes slowly. Chest still heaving up and down rapidly. Looking at my phone, Dream is in the same state as me. Cum glistened on his stomach. “Good girl, squirting for me like that,” he breathes out when he sees I have my eyes open again.

My eyes widen at his comment. “Wait! I squirted!?” I gasp, all of my energy suddenly back. Looking between my legs I suddenly became aware of a lot more wetness than I’m used to, pooling around my cheeks. Along with obvious dark spots on my white carpet. Dream chuckles softly. ‘Cute,’ he thought.

We calmed down a little more, both of us leaving our chairs for a little. I went to grab a towel and a wet cloth. I was still amazed that I squirted, I didn’t know I could do that. Cleaning up the pool on my gaming chair as well as between my shaky legs. I wiped myself down with the wet cloth. Cooling my skin before slipping into clean underwear, deciding on snuggling into a pair of sweatpants and a Dream hoodie. Taking a seat once more, a blush slowly flushed my cheeks. All the confidence I had left me slowly now that the act was over.

Scooting the chair closer to the desk, I look at Clay suddenly feeling shy. Pulling up my knees, I set my feet down on the chair, wrapping my arms around my knees. He still seemed to be confident in this whole situation. He was wearing the same clothes as before, his shirt a little more wrinkled now. He seemed to be just admiring me but I couldn’t stand the silence right now.

“So… that was something,” I end up mumbling. A gentle smile played on Clay’s lips. Seeming to catch on to my change of demeanour.

“It was,” he spoke gently. “I wasn’t expecting it. Though, I loved every second of it,” a soft smile formed on my lips from that. “I meant what I said tho,” I sent him a look of slight confusion, tilting my head sideways. “Next time, I’ll come fill you up,” his smirk is back. My blush darkens as I hide my face in my knees. A chuckle came from him.

Soon after, we end the call. After making a quick cut of the video that had also recorded our spicy episode. I posted the ‘safe for work’ part to Twitter. Deciding to send the ‘not safe for work’ part to Clay.

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

// SERIES // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

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HAPPY FREAKING BIRTHDAY PATCHES

Happy birthday to the most beautiful cat in the world and I hope it’s lovely and amazing and beautiful and happy and the best day in the universe now pictures of because she’s gorgeous ft.Sapnap

[worra-arts]

OKAY, hear me out before reading the text below: this blog of mine is just a place, where I can see my progress in many of things, and writing in english is one of them. the deal is - english is not my native language, and my way of writing can look very bad.

if you decide to read my little sketch, firstly - good luck; and secondly, if when you see some dumb mistakes - feel free to comment because learning stuff is fun!

(also I'm like probably need to do a disclaimer or something like this, but I don't know how :D)

well, it's just fluff (?), without any triggers and just something that was in my head for a while. also I'm using the real names on the dream team in this text. actually, all my thoughts slowly became a whole au (this is the right word for it, right?), so if I will be really confident, maybe I write something else....

UGH this is again a super long text, I'M SORRY.

imagine that you've been friends with «dream team» for an almost a three years.

originally you were an employee on a mr. beast team, something that others would call an errand boy (well, errand girl in your case). but despite your small position in a whole team, everyone was simply in love with you. you just were a little shining star, that everybody adored. and beside that, you knew how to do your job. and by one of these hard-working days, you've meet sapnap.

there were a small pause between shooting for a new challenge video, where nick was one of the judges, and it happend that you both had a chance to chat for a little bit. you two find in each other someone nice, almost like a soulmate. when you too start to speak about different topics, including hobbies and favorite things, something just clicked. after a shooting, y'all just spontaneously decided to go for a walk. you both just can't stop talking, and after a hour or so, you find yourself on a basketball court. the day slowly becoming an evening, there only a few people around, and you two with beer cans just lazily playing basketball.

and after that day your life just start change entirely.

after sapnap you've met sunshine with name karl, and then dream, george, even quackity. the boys was also amazed with your warm personality and you all pretty fast become great buddies. you start to show in theirs instagram photos, twitter posts, stories. you've slowly become an important member of their group. staying for a movie night, cook for them, give a ride on your car, making birthday presents, spending time in video games, and eventually joining the streams.

to be honest, chat was kinda aggressive by the first time and full of comments like "omg why are they even let this girl to join, she's just ruining all the fun" and bunch of other not-so-nice words. guys were super sorry that you have to deal with all this hate, but you honestly won't making a big deal out of that. you just continue to show up from time to time, and slowly but surely people realize that your "boring" side was actually a "super caring" side.

and only after this realization everybody understand how cool actually your character resonates with sometimes childish characters of the rest of the group. the memes start to full the internet, boys start jokingly addresses to you like "sweet mother of ours", and you were very audible and visible cringing at the name, but they're just unstoppable.

and after a two and a half years of your friendship, after george finally gets a visa and clay does a face reveal, four of you guys finally moved together.

and that simply become a golden era of your friendship.

you spend mornings with george, when you get ready for work and this man with no sleep schedule gives you company. at the moment that you start making a breakfast, this man just magically appears with his cute puppy eyes, and after the few times when your plate was getting empty for about a fifteen seconds, you just start to cook for you two. imagine: dark room with only one working lamp, you both eating some puffy pancakes, drinking something warm, chatting and silently giggling. it's a little foggy outside, and almost absolute silence. sounds really comforting, does it not? after you finished eating, you give george a small kiss on his head, maybe mess up with his hair and beg him to get some rest.

the days fly by really fast, when you making stuff with dream. join the stream for a moment? sure. what about the new idea for the video/song? tell me everything. maybe you want to go to the shopping together? get in my car, clay. you freely can go to his room when silence in your head gets too loud. often you just knock on his room door shyly, and ask if you can sit on the bed while dealing with work. and he never refuse. also you absolutely love to draw him in the moments when he really focused on something, maybe make him a few more knitted hats or something cute, but stupid. and he absolutely melts at every single touch. you just need to tell him that everything is okay, and he always can find a support in his friends. and he's so thankful for this.

and finally, you want the evenings to never end because you spend them with sapnap. he don't want to show it, but you just see it anyways - he cares about you. of course, that doesn't mean that other guys don't care, but sapnap do it in his own way and you really appreciate it. almost every evening he casually walks into your room, and if he sees how tired you look because of the work, all his appearance softens immediately. with his silent, raspy voice he asks how do you feel. and if your answer not satisfying enough, nick just casually says that he's going to wait you in the car. and that means - this evening going to be awesome. you both have no clue what are you going to do tonight, but that's just more fun, right? basketball court, just like in the old times? eating junk food in the car, while chatting and shouting the songs? skateboarding park, when nick trying to impress you, but just stupidly falls and now you need to bandage all his wounds, while you just can't stop from laughing? (he's trying to act offended, but inside he's all fluff, believe me).

but sometimes you decide to hang out in the house. sapnap picks up some random film, brings more pillows and blankets, you cook (or order) snaks, and you both just simply chilling together after a long day. and I don't need to tell that almost every time the rest of the group decide to join. maybe it's even spontaneously become a movie night? who knows. you can't even blink, and it's 3am already, the third movie silently playing on the back, all the boys sleeping and barely audibly snore. and only you stubbornly want to wait until the credits. and the movie finally ends, you trying to clean up a little, while you judge the main character in your mind. when you come back to the sleeping kingdom, you can't help but smile at the view of three big men just calmly sleeping, and unconsciously trying to hug something. you definitely take a few photos, and when you want to go to your room, suddenly dream wakes up and mid-sleep reach up to you, whispering that he want to cuddle. your heart was not ready for this, and you just can't say "no" to him.

and when you slowly falling into sleep, while warm big hands carefully hugs you, you just think to yourself - oh, how extremely lucky you are.

well, maybe you can skip the next day at work.

...you can't miss how nick and george all morning going to scream that they're absolutely-for a hundred percent-for sure-definitely didn't hug each other all night.