#dreamteam x reader

[hearts4court]

desperate sapnap please

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⚠️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.

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“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.

[deliwrites]

ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕊𝕝𝕦𝕥 // 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 // Dream Team

// DATE // 26th of November 2022 // PAIRING // DreamTeam x fem!Reader, george x fem!reader, sapnap x fem!reader, dream x fem!reader // WARNING // flirty!reader, use of real names, tease!reader, playgirl(ish)!reader, reader being playfully teased   // WORDS // 2,5k+ // SUMMARY //  Your first day in America with the boys. (it's a bit of a filler cause I've been very busy with college, sorry!) // CREDIT // I have use a small paragraph of the first book of the "to be claimed" series from "Willow Winters". I highly recommend it if you are into a/o/b stuff.

// SERIES // Intro // Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // I’m open for serie title suggestions for this one! Feel free to comment your suggestion here or sent it into my inbox!

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

After our group hug, I looked up to actually look at Clay. Nick and George going to grab my suitcases.

“I knew you would be gorgeous,” I told him. I don’t think he was expecting exactly that. A loud chuckle coming from him in surprise. A bright smile covering my face. Standing on my tippy toes, I peck his cheek. “Now, where is Patches?” I ask with excitement. Don’t tell them I said this, but Patches is definitely the biggest reason I decided to move.

“Alright, let’s let those two deal with the suitcases,” we laugh at the two somehow struggling to get them out of the car. Wrapping an arm around my shoulders, Clay starts leading the way to the front door.

“Patches!” I sing song the moment the front door closes behind us.

“Last I saw her she was in my ro-”  a meow interrupts him—patches. She walks over to us from the living room.

“Hmm,” I giggle evilly. “I guess you forgot to tell Patches about your plan,” smirking, I stand on my tippy toes again, this time pecking his lips now that we were in private. Clay smiles, only a little defeated. He did at least get a peck. I peck his lips two more times before walking over to Patches slowly. Lowering to the floor. “Hi cutie,” holding out my hand for her to sniff. Cautiously strutting over, she starts sniffing my fingers. Quickly after nudging my hand. Allowing me to pet her. “Awh, you like me already!” Gently I pick her up, cradling her in my arms like a baby.

“Of course, she likes you,” Clay says, watching fondly at the interaction. Watching me baby-talk to the cat. She somehow meowed back in response. “You’re part of the family,” getting up from the floor I sent him a smile. Still holding onto Patches who decided to hug me.

“So, where is my - unfinished -  room?” Before Clay can answer, the front door bursts open. George and Nick arguing as they stumble inside with my four suitcases. The commotion causing Patches to jump from my arms, using my shoulder. Leaving a slight stinging sensation from her claws. Running who knows where to hide from the two. “You guys okay?”

“I thought you packed light!” George exclaims, making the question sound more like a statement.

“I did?” I answered with confusion. I had been carrying all four suitcases and hadn’t really noticed one being heavier than the others. Maybe one because of books, but not so much heavier that it would cause such a struggle. Walking over I took the heavy suitcase, noting that it seemed heavier. Placing it on the floor. Unzipping it, I take a peek inside. “She did not,” I mutter, smacking the suitcase shut. I had no idea what else was in this suitcase. But I did not want them to see what mom had put in it.

“What? What’s in it?” Nick asks, his voice filled with curiosity.

“Let’s not worry about it,” I quickly go to zip up the suitcase, not noticing the look the three share. “Hey!” I squeak when I am suddenly pulled away from the suitcase. Clay having a tight hold on me. Leaving us both to sit on the floor. Trapped I am unable to move out of his hold as I trash around. I’m forced to watch Nick and George open the suitcase. The first thing in sight is a - one of my many - baby albums. One I didn’t plan on bringing, along with a box filled with other pictures from my childhood. Under those, I could see - spicy - books and a black Hunkamüller box. That box was not filled with lingerie tho. No, no, but I think you can guess when I tell you that I would rather have them look at my baby pictures.

“Y/n’s baby pictures,” George smirks. Immediately flipping through the pages quickly. Laughing when he finds a picture of me naked. Showing it to all of us, I was laid on a cushion, on my belly. Ass plumb nice and round in true baby fashion. ‘Awh’s filled the entree way as they continued flipping through them. All the while I groan in both embarrassment and frustration, hiding my face in my hands.

“They are just baby pictures!” I try to minimize the hype of the photo album. “I don’t know why mom packed those.”

“She packed it so we can tease you with it,” Clay says from behind me, still keeping me trapped in his hold. Though I stopped trashing, just letting it happen. Scoffing, I rolled my eyes, not that he could see.

“And what are these,” Nick grabs one of the few books in the suitcase. These were my favourites, there were more going to be shipped by my mom. But they didn’t need to know what they were about.

“Just books… Nothing to worry about,” maybe I should shut up though. I didn’t like lying and I especially couldn’t lie to these three idiots. Besides, nothing I say is going to make them stop looking through my stuff. I wouldn’t mind but like this, it felt very exposing. 

“To be claimed, Willow Winters,” Lucky for me I got the discreet version, so as long as they didn’t open the book I would be in the clear. “What’s this about?”

“I’m not saying anything,” I should really listen to my own advice. With a mock scoff, George takes the book from Nick. Opening it to a random page.

“Before the torn clothing even hits the floor, his tongue-”

“George stop,” I try to stop him from continuing as he reads from the book. He just glances at me, smirk devilishly on his lips.

“His tongue is on me. His rough stubble scratches against my inner thighs and it’s even better-”

“George ple-” before I can finish my plea Clay’s hand covers my mouth.

“Shh, we’re finding out how kinky you really are,” he says in a hushed tone.

“ ‘Please!’ I can’t stand the torture any longer. I need my release. He moves from between my legs and hovers over my body while wiping my glistening arousal from his mouth with the back of his hand. His lips are swollen and his silver gaze doesn’t hide his desperation to be inside me in the least. At least both of us are affected. ‘You need me to fuck you, Grace?’.”

“Wow, we know you’re horny, but not this horny,” Nick teases me when George stops reading. Thanks fuck. Pulling Clay's hand down I mock a laugh.

“At least the men in these books are able to pull more girls than you guys,” laughs fill the space. Clay finally let go of me. Thankfully they decided they had done enough snooping for today. Instead, actually deciding to show me around our home. Ending at my empty bedroom, lucky me, it has an ensuite.

“So, as I explained before, for now, we are rotating beds,” Clay says after putting one suitcase down in the room, George, Nick and I doing the same with the other suitcases. “Tonight, my room is all yours. Tomorrow George’s, then Nick’s. And it will repeat until your room is ready.” 

“Hmm, are you sure you trust me in your rooms?” I smirk evilly.

Around noon whilst we were all relaxing on the living room couch, my phone started ringing.

“Shit,” I mumble, quickly answering the phone. “H-hey mom..,”

“Y/full/n, you’ve made me worried sick! You said you would call when you landed!” my mom's voice rings loudly.

“I’m so sorry! I promise that I’m okay. I have arrived safely-”

“I don’t believe you! Hand the phone to George.”

“What? George is more believable than me?” I ask offended, the guys laughing at my reaction.

“Just hand over the phone, unless you’re not actually with them.”

“Okay, okay,” doing as told, I give my phone to Geoge who puts it on speaker.

“Hello Mrs Y/l/n,” he says calmly.

“Oh thank god, my angel hasn’t been kidnapped.”

“What!?” I exclaim. Clay wheezed beside George.

“Honey, the only way I would know for certain would be George’s British accent,” mom says like it’s nothing. “If you would have just turned your video on-”

“Mom-”

“It’s okay, Y/n, you can turn the cam on,” Clay reassures me like he was reading my mind.

“You sure?” He nods with a sweet smile. Taking my phone back from George. I turn on the front camera.

“There you are,” mom smiles tearily.

“See, I’m alright. I’m in one piece. I’ve just been fed by Clay,” I turn the camera trying to show her I was actually in one piece. Also showing the empty plate on my lap. “I’m being well taken care of.”

“As promised!” Nick says, popping his head into frame next to me. “Also thank you for making her bring a baby photo album,” he smirks, making me roll my eyes.

“I actually can’t believe you put it in my suitcase!”

“Awh, but hun, I had to give the boys something to tease you with,” she grins like a Cheshire cat making the guys laugh.

“I thought you were on my side,” I pout.

“Oh, but I am. I am always on your side.” She says in that motherly voice. “But since I won’t see them myself. It meant I couldn't tease you with the pictures myself.”

“Fine, I’ll let you get away with it. But I’m definitely going to hide it.”

“Oh, we’ll find it,” Clay promises, making me reach over George, hitting his arm. 

The call goes on for a little while longer. Ending when Mom goes to bed.

At 9 pm I gave up on trying to keep myself awake. Saying goodnight to the guys, pecking their cheeks. Retreating into Clay’s room after sending him a wink. Using that as a way of saying he was allowed to join me when he went to bed.

I quite literally plummet onto the bed the moment I’ve undressed. Wrapping myself in the comfortable sheets. Which smells delightfully like Clay. It was such a new scent but it was so comforting. Almost like I hadn’t left home. I tried to fight the sleep but almost instantly fell asleep.

It was close to 2 am when Clay was finally able to sneak into his own room. George had gone to bed around 11:30 but Nick stayed up another hour. Not waiting to risk waking those two he had to wait longer. 

Grinning when he saw her figure in his sheets, her face nuzzled in his pillow. Quietly taking off his clothes. He crawls into his bed, on the other side of her. With gentle hands, he pulls her figure closer to him. She grumbled a bit, Clay softly chuckles. But that’s enough to make her stir. Blinking slowly Y/n looks at Clay, a smile forming on her lips.

“Hey,” she says sleepily, a lazy smile on her lips.

“Hi cutie,” he grins at the lazily blinking girl. She snuggles closer to the tall male. “You tired, baby?” she nods against his chest. “That’s alright, go back to sleep,” he pecks the top of her head. He obviously hoped something would happen between him and the teasing minx he was currently cuddling. But he understands how tired she is. It was a long day for her. So much to digest. A whole new life to get used to. There would be many more days for just the two of them. The thought of it brought a smile to his face. Not that she saw.

“Love you,” the confession shouldn’t have shocked him as much as it had. Y/n often told him, Nick and George, that she loves them. But hearing it in real life felt so much different.

“Love you too,” he replied softly, giving her another peck on her head. Clay laid awake for a while longer. Not used to sleeping with someone. Especially, someone, he cared for as much as Y/n. 

He had spoken about it before. And he truly means it. He spoke about Nick and George being his soulmates. Maybe not in the traditional sense. But he thinks the same of Y/n, it might just be a little different. What he knows for sure is that he loves the three of them so much.

The next day I was happy yet surprised to find Clay Next to me. A quick flash of a memory reminding me that he had joined me late last night. He was still asleep cuddled into me. With a grin, I worm my right hand free. Reaching up to softly caress his face. My thumb traces his cheek, his slight stubble catching on my skin. I took my time appreciating his face. Loving the light freckles scattering across his nose and cheeks. He had told me he had them of course, I just hadn’t seen them. And now I get to stare at them as long as I want. Beautiful lashes decorating his closed eyes. Wild curly dirty blond hair framing his face. Plumb slightly pouty bottom lip. Tracing my thumb softly across the pink skin. I watch as it subconsciously gets pulled into his mouth. Licking his lip softly, making me bite my lip. I quite desperately wanted to kiss him, but he’s asleep.

“I can feel you staring.”

“Huh? What? No, I’m not!” I replied startled. Turning away like I wasn’t just appreciating his face. He chuckles, pulling me closer to him. Arms wrapped tight but lovingly around my waist. Giggling as he peppers the top of my head with kisses. Turning back to face him I smile up at him.

“Did you sleep well?” he asks gently, his left hand coming up to cup my cheek. A blush flushing my cheek as I nod to answer him.

“It feels like home,” I tell him. I wasn’t necessarily talking about sharing the bed with him. But it all just felt like it was normal. Like I didn’t just move countries. This is my home. With my three boys. It’s meant to be this way.

“I’m glad,” his voice is soft. Slowly leaning in, giving me the option to pull away. Instead, I met him halfway. Our lips slotted together in a tender kiss. No tongue, just lips pouring out feelings of finally making the dream come true. 

“Hmm, I’m hungry,” I tell him romantically the moment we pull away. Biting my bottom lip with a grin.

“Idiot,” Clay chuckles. “Go get dressed, I’ll be in the kitchen.”

“Okies,” I peck his lips once more before getting out of bed. Clay doing the same, smacking my ass to get moving. I squeak watching him smirk as he goes to his closet. Leaving the room, I go to mine. 

When everyone was awake we made plans. Our schedules weren’t free for shopping for the next two weeks. So we freed a random Wednesday, Thursday and Friday for shopping and building. Clay would have done his face reveal by then. So he agreed to do a building stream with me, along with George and Nick.

[jessnotfoundd]

𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞!

Telling you're loved ones that you both are becoming parents.

Dad!verse masterlist!

Masterlist here!

Dream

He wanted to wait a few weeks, just to be entirely sure, and find the best way to tell everyone from his family to all his friends and people on social media. Even though it was public that you were pregnant, he wanted to keep a low profile with it.

Sapnap

He didn't even think twice, after a few minutes you gave him the big news, he was already calling his and dream mom, he then proceeded to just highly feel emotional with all the greetings from all and cleaned his half-formed tears.

George

He went in shock for a few minutes, sitting there on the couch, he was so confident when you both rushed to get a pregnancy test and while you were doing it that you just laugh, he was serious there.

-You okay?- you sit beside him and just smile, and he nods.

-I have to tell my mom right now.- He smiles, leaving a kiss on your cheek. After his mom, none of you could stop calling friends to tell them.

Karl

He just decided to join a discord channel and call everyone to tell them all at the same time.

Boy was just super nervous, he wanted to already have the baby in his hands to show him off so bad, he spent the whole call with friends telling all the things he would do with the baby, from Disney to Mrs beast videos.

Quackity

He is so secretive, but this, this is the most important thing, this would completely change his life and yours for good and for the rest of their lives, AND you can't just go "yeah, my baby was born last month dude" dsakfhak he just would blurt out with Karl and the dream team, and then all would just start to get the news.

Punz

This man would just take one of those mirror pictures with the ultrasound and a hand on your belly, the post blow out. Everyone screaming and crying and just absolutely loving the idea of Punz having a baby. (He would also say on stream that when both of you decided to show him in the public eye, he would dress him as a baby bee)

Foolish

Listen here, he would just show up one day on the stream with a baby and said "it's mine, we made him" and just laugh because no one would have known that. Tina would just freak out, she was the more excited, and the boys would all start to spoil the baby as a welcome to this world hahaha.

Wilbur

This is the thing, you told all your family but, you wanted to just keep it to yourself for a few more months before the belly shows up and have to tell chat what is going on, but then, he would do a wine stream with big Q and totally forget about the previous talk and not tell chat about it. He wouldn't even try.

-And now that I'm becoming a dad, big q, things are gonna change a lot, right?- he was already tipsy and forgot he was streaming.

-Am, i guess.- he didn't know what to say because chat is now freaking out, and he knew you wanted to wait.

-Oh no, t/n is gonna kill me.- he realizes and starts to freak out.

You didn't kill him because he didn't mean it and because he looked cute when he realized he fucked up.

[imagines-babes]

Les (Sapnap)

Helloo again, this week story was from a tweet I saw on twitter. Basically saying ’whatever you do don’t imagine about Sapnap in his black matte Porsche taycan in a black suit.’ So this is what the story is about with a lot of spice. So it’s a 18+ story The song, Les by Childish Gambino. I have warned you so I hope you enjoy

Sapnap list Masterlist

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Date Night. These were my favorite moments because we hardly would go anywhere. So when it's a chance to go out l. I would always dance my nicest even if we are going somewhere simple. He left me with some money. I never accepted his money but he left before I could argue. Getting in my car I started to drive to my usual store. Looking past everything. Nothing caught your eye for tonight and time wasn't on my side. Going to another store glancing at the dresses that were there. Picturing how it would look on me. Many options but nothing stood out for me. Till one dress, Sliding it on a black dress with the sleeves only reaching above my elbow. Looking for a mirror to fix the front. There was a double split up to my hip. With that I paid and got ready for tonight.

The time is 7:00 and Sapnap has been waiting for me in the living room staring at his phone. Walking in, 'Sapnap I'm ready.' I talked as he stood up from the couch putting his phone away to stare up at me. Before he could say anything he stared. Memorizing everything. He slowly walks to me getting my hand as he spins me around. He smiles. Then it was my turn to look at him. Wearing the same suit from the streamy award with his hat. 'Maybe we should just cancel our plans and just stay here for the night,' he asked as he spins me once more shaking my head. 'No, let's go to where you are taking me.' I started to walk away from Sapnap. He only stared from behind. Looking over at him. 'Are you coming or are you just gonna stay here.' He rushed over to be by my side opening the door to the house to his Porsche. Sliding in closing it. Looking at the view mirror seeing him do a little cheer more like a small dance going over to open his door. 'Cute dance,' I look over at him as he blushes putting in his seatbelt. He started to drive while some music started to play. Looking towards the road it was empty. It was like a road to nowhere. He was driving with one hand as I look at him. He placed his hand on my thigh. With my dress showing more of my thigh. He smiled. 'Wanna see how fast we can go?' The song changes as he turned to me. 'I think I know how fast we can go?' Turning over to face him. 'We are both talking about the car right?' He questions as I laugh. ' I mean what else would we talking about,' crossing my legs and placing one hand on his chest. He looks to the road then your hand. Slowly the car started to increase speed.

He faced me once more staring at me as I stared at him. We never broke eye contact. His hand gripping my thigh. Taking off my seatbelt. The Porsche started to slow down as he notice me. I jump over to sit on his lap. We stared once again. Staring into his eyes is my favorite place. He place his hand on my neck as he brought me down for a kiss. Slowly the kiss turned into a make-out while he drive. Moving down to his neck. Leaving lipstick stains on his neck. Rubbing against his pants. Hearing his moan for my name or pet names. He drove for half a mile till he pulled over on the side of the road. Moving both his hands to feel under my dress. Bringing me closer to him as he kissed my neck. Rubbing my ass as he slaps it making a whimper come out. 'We have a reservation dont we?' I asked before we continued. 'I can reschedule for tomorrow don't worry darlin.' He stared at me smiling at me.

'Want to keep going?' He asked as I nod. 'Yes, I do.' He held me up while he pulled off his pants and boxers feeling his dick hard. I look down at him as I touch his cheek. Sliding me down his dick went inside my pussy. Moaning softly as I take more in. He held me close once again then looked up at me with a smile. Slowly started to bounce with my hands going up to his hair. The pace was slow with our moans getting louder. He kissed my chest lowering my dress to reveal my boobs. While my pace was increasing he started to kiss my boobs feeling his tongue touch my nipple as I moan. He moves one of his hands to the side of his seat reclining it back as I give a small laugh. Holding my ass up he thrust into me. I moan his name as I close my eye. 'Look at me darling while I fuck you.' He says as I open my eyes with a nod. 'That's a good girl.' He stares at me as I try to keep my eyes open. Thrusting quickly into me I moan. Sitting up as I bounce while he thrust moving my hair out of my face he slaps my ass. 'I'm close' I moan as he nods. Leaning over him tugging on his hair. My moan quickens as he stares at me to the side. Within a second, I cum. He kept going with his head going to my neck. He kiss my neck starting to leave hickeys. Keeping the pace he is in. I start to scream with him moaning more. 'Fuck fuck fuck' I hear him say as he cum inside me holding me close to him.

He thrust once more. Kissing up my neck to my lips as my breath goes steady. Pulls back slowly from the kiss laying on him as I leave a hand on his chest once more. Feeling his hand hold mine. With our breath slows down. 'How are you feeling,' he asked as I look towards him and smile. 'I feel good baby' he smiles back at me kissing my lips once more. Feeling him fix his seat. I sit up fixing myself as he pulls up his boxers and pants. 'Let's head back home and clean you up how does that sound darlin.' Slowly moving over to the passenger seat I nod. I look over at him once more with a nod.

[spicechica]

Dating Luke Davenport Headcanons

●I feel like at first he would be super bitchy towards you, but once you started being bitchy back I feel he would start to have a soft spot for you. 

●Hates it when other guys stare at you. Wouldn't say anything, but give them a cold death stare from across the room.

●Loves to see you in his jerseys. He likes how it looks overly sized on you, and would always want you to wear it to bed. 

●While he's out on the field he’ll quickly jog over to you and snatch a kiss, desperately wanting it to last longer before he's called back. 

●Will buy you anything you want. Dresses, jewelry, bags, shoes.You’ll try to tell him he doesn’t have too but he’ll still pay for it no matter the cost.

●Sometimes, instead of having lunch in the lunchroom, he’ll take you out to a nice cafe or restaurant, just wanting some time for the both of you.

●He has no privacy. Especially after you two got together, more and more paparazzi started to show. When they would crowd you and ask you questions, you would start to feel uncomfortable. Luke would obviously notice and quickly pull you against him, pushing away the crowd as he tried to get you away. 

●Would take you to the club and show you off. He would even tease you a little and pull you into his lap while he kissed you. He didn’t give a f*ck if people were watching.

●After he won a game, he would instantly run over to your seat, picking you up and spinning you while he gave you a passionate kiss.

 ●He’ll sneak you into the locker room while it’s empty so you both could make out.

● He’ll take you on small drives in his car. Speeding down the road as he watches the wind blow back your hair.

*This was my first time writing. How did I do? What character should I do next?*

[star-1111]

ooooo just saw your request ask and I thought I might give it a go^^ So could you please write about c! Tommy, Wilbur and Sapnap (all separate pls!) with a s/o that collects trinkets, shiny stuff, oddities etc, basically a crow in a humans body. I hope you'll have fun writing this and I wish you a good day /nigh! Also stay hydrated <333

AWWW I LOVE THIS IDEA!!

(fun fact about myself, I am, in fact, a crow in a humans body, and I too collect trinkets ^^)

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c!Tommy x gn! reader

c!wilbur x gn!reader

c!sapnap! x reader

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warnings: slight spoilers for the lore

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c!Tommy:

okay okay okay

Tommy will definitely take time out of his day to take you on "treasure hunts"

he loves bringing you to biomes you both have/haven't been to and just scavenging for different things

if your love language (platonic or romantic) is gift giving and sometimes you'd give him things you'd find/treasure most, he'll literally cherish EVERYTHING you give him

even after being moved to Logstedshire (is thats how its spelled?? idk) he'll bring your gifts with him

they keep him going ☹️☹️

he likes to run his fingers over the different textures of the trinkets

but yeah, he finds it very adorable when you find something and you immediately show him like "look what I found!"

HEAR ME OUT 😭❤️

HE'LL TRY HIS HARDEST TO FIND EVEN THE SMALLEST OR SIMPLEST OF TRINKETS THAT HE THINKS YOU'LL LIKE AND HOLD ONTO IT UNTIL HE SEES YOU THEN HE'LL BE LIKE "look, y/n! look what I found!" 😭😭😭

UGH I LOVE C! TOMMY :(

c!Wilbur:

Okay, when he first saw your trinket collection/ first saw you collecting things, he thought it was really cute

like c!Tommy, if you were to gift him different things, he'd hold on to the gifts and cherish them 🥺❤️

Wilbur's ideas of dates include going to the forest and just having a little picnic, then going hand-in-hand searching for the most random things

I feel like he's the kind of person to joke about tripping you, but then instantly become overprotective even if you stumble over your shoes

"hey, you okay? please be more careful, love.."

he loves it when your eyes light up when you see something shiny, its one of the many things he adores about you

(little extra)

I adore Ghostbur, so I'm adding one for him ^^

when he first met you, he instantly fell in love when he noticed you collected things

"oh, you like trinkets? I have something for you then, have some blue!"

c!Sapnap:

okay, I personally feel like sapnap (despite finding your trinket collecting adorable) is more focused on your safety

like, not in a rude way, but just looking out for you

"wait, don't pick up that feather! its not sanitary, you could get sick!"

he'd definitely sanitize your findings after the two of you return home

"hm? oh, I just want to make sure these don't get you sick, babe!"

he's definitely the kind of person to freak out over a scrape, or even if you simply bite your tongue when eating

despite all his overprotectiveness, he loves going out with you and just having the two of you search

he really feels at peace when the two of you just get to search nature for whatever catches your eye

after finding whatever it is you guys find, he loves laying down in the grass beside you under the trees

idk why, he just loves doing that

he loves watching you get so excited over simple things

hope you enjoyed! I loved this suggestion! <3

have a nice day/night! stay hydrated!

[thequeenopower]

Side Missions ; Dream

3 wagu steaks? Who the hell doordashes 3 wagu steaks?

Well its $20 in my pocket so, why the hell not?

I arrive at the restaurant and wait about 15 minutes since I got there a little early. Once I got the food I headed to the house, which was very far away and in the middle of nowhere. The driveway to the house was long and dropped you off in front of a beautiful 1-story house. Knocking on the door with the bag in my hand, a man with dirty blond hair opened up the door.

"Great! You're here, could you settle a debate between me and my friends?" He asked with a smile, taking the bag from me and opening the door a little wider.

"We're not going to kill you, we promise. It's just that we need a fourth person's opinion on the playback of this race." A brunette said from behind him.

Oh what the hell? It's not like if I did die I'd be leaving anything behind.

I mean I'm a struggling college student whose family lives thousands of miles away. I only have one friend at school and we almost never see each other. I barely make ends meet so if I die by the hands of a couple attractive people, so be it.

"Sure, why not." I walk in and am greeted by a cat and another brunette man.

"I'm Clay by the way, he's Nick and that one's George." George waves from the couch as Nick plops onto it, motioning for me to come over and watch the play-by-play.

"Do you guys want anything with your steaks?" Clay asks from the kitchen which gets George up and moving towards him.

"Okay so, I was placed first place automatically by the game, but Clay swears he was in front of me." Nick starts the video and it tracks the Mario character.

It switches between Mario, which was Nick's character, Princess Peach, which was George's, and Toad, which was Clay's. The cat jumped on top of me just as Mario hit Toad with a shell. Clay must've gotten mad and tried to steer Nick off course because just like that, Clay and Nick were tied again.

"Watch! Watch closely!" Nick practically screamed in my ear, shaking his finger at the screen.

By this time, George and Clay sat down on the couch, Clay sitting next to me and George sitting on the other side of Nick. It was at this moment that everything felt surreal as Clay and Nick argued when Mario and Toad passed the finished line at the same time, though I will say Mario was a pixel ahead of Toad.

"So, who do you think won?" Nick cut me from my thoughts.

"Uh, you?" Nick fist-pumped the air as Clay huffed from beside me, taking the cat from me as it seemed I lost my privilege to touch her.

"Would you like some cake, sorry we never got your name."

"It's y/n. And sure, I'll take a slice." He nods and I follow him to the kitchen where he cuts me a slice and then prepares his steak.

"I'll just get going." I draw out as I slowly make my way towards the front door.

"Are you sure? You can stay and eat your cake, maybe play a round or two on the switch." I debated in my head whether or not I should stay.

~~~~~

The night grew darker as we started another round.

"NO, STOP Y/N!!" George screeches as I hit him with two green shells, one after the other.

Clay cheered me on as I finished the game in first place. Nick huffed and threw his remote down onto the table along with George.

"I better get going you guys, thanks for letting me play." They begged me to stay a little longer but gave up as I put my jacket and shoes on.

Clay walked me out and stayed behind me the entire time, not stopping until we got to my car.

"This was fun, maybe we could do it again sometime?" His tone was hopeful.

"I'd like that." He smiled and handed me his phone to put my number in.

"I'll call you soon." He leaned into my car through the open window as I put it into reverse.

"I'll be waiting."

God this is shitty huh? i just wanted to make something. but eh who cares. this was rushed so I'm sorry for the shitty writing, I'm just now getting back into it. hope you have a good day or night where ever you are <3

[justsomewritingblog]

Face To Face

Request:  Nope

Requested by:  Nobody

Pairing: Dream x reader (sorta)

Warnings:  Anxiety, if that counts

Word count:  5K+  (whoops)

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He was really doing it.

You couldn’t believe it.

“I can’t believe it,” you said, holding your phone up to your ear as you mindlessly ran your finger over the rim of your tea mug.

“I can’t either.  I wasn’t nervous until a couple of days ago,” the voice on the other end told you.

You took a sip of your hot drink, humming, before resting your cup on your thigh again.  “Are you sure that this is something you want to do?  I mean,” you leaned your head back against the couch, staring up at the ceiling, “you know that not everyone is going to be satisfied with, as weird as it sounds, your face.”

“Yeah.”

You could practically see the shrug.

“But people aren’t going to be happy if I don’t do it, and…” he trailed off, trying to gather his words.  He let out a tiny huff.  “I can’t make everyone happy.  And besides, this gives me more opportunities to explore more things.”

“But Dream,” you leaned forward, resting your elbow on your extended legs, your feet resting on your coffee table.  “Aren’t you worried about all the hate?  You’ve received death threats just for your personality and game play.  People’s expectations of you are astronomically large.”

“Oh, the hate doesn’t bother me,” he replied easily.  “I think it’s funny more than anything.”

You paused, eyes going back and forth across your knees as you tried to think of an appropriate response.  “It could get dangerous- that’s all I’m saying.”  You sighed through your nose, closing your eyes.  “I just don’t want you getting hurt in any way.”

“I know, and I appreciate that.”

You allowed a small smile to cross your face.

“So what about you?  Do you ever think you’ll face reveal?”

You let out an “uh” noise, sitting back up on your couch and reclining again, tightening your grip on your warm mug.  You looked down at it.  “I…. don’t know,” you said shortly.

Dream chuckled.  “Don’t want your followers to see your face?”

“I don’t think I could live up to the expectations.”

Dream hummed.

A comfortable silence fell over the phone.

“Do…….you want to see my face?”

You blinked in response, not quite believing what you just heard.  “What?”

“Did you want to see my face?  I already showed George and Karl.  I was going to show Bad, but he’s busy with something.  You moved up the list.”

“Clay…”

“You can cover your camera if you want.  I don’t have to see you if you don’t want me to.”

You paused.  “Honestly, I’m afraid to see you.”  You set your mug on the coffee table, moving your feet to the couch and curling up, pulling a blanket over your legs as you listened to him talk.

“Afraid?  We’ve been friends for years, why would you be afraid?”

“That’s exactly why,” you answered, finishing your adjustments on the blanket.  “As much as I tried to avoid it, I’ve created expectations of what I imagine you to look like.”  You tugged lightly at your hair with your free hand.  “Besides, facetime has crappy internet, anyways.”

You tried not to let the silence on the other end of the phone worry you.  Did you make a mistake?  You were one of your best friend’s, and secret crush, first people he wanted to show his face to.  Did you hurt his feelings?

You waved your hand in the air even though he couldn’t see it.  “I’m sorry, I should be honored, but-”

“No, you’re fine,” Dream assured.  “Would you like to meet me in person, then?  Come down to Florida and see me?”

You paused.  “You mean like…face reveal to each other?”

“If you want.  Your choice, obviously.”  His voice grew a little lower in pitch, but louder, sounding slightly more strained.  “I mean, I’m not gonna ask you to face reveal or anything,” he said quickly, “but if it would be easier for you… I would like you to see me.”

Your heart fluttered in your chest.  He wants me to see him.  He loves me- you quickly shook your head.  That’s not what that means, dummy, you chided yourself.  “I’ll…….give it some thought.  I have to go stream right now, though.”  You looked over at your clock.  “I haven’t done a blessed thing all day,” you admitted with a forced laugh.

“Yeah, I haven’t really either.  Unless you count showing my face to people, but most people do that every day, so…”

“Well… you’re not most people,” you said, grinning.

Dream laughed on the other end.  “That is true.  I’ll talk to you later, Y/n.  I gotta go show my face to more people.”

“Alright.  Have fun,” you said, bringing up your other hand to your phone as you prepared to hang up.

“I’ll try.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

You pulled your phone from your ear and pressed the ‘end call’ button.  You tossed your head back, groaning, before bringing it forward to drag your hands along your face.  Standing, you picked up the blanket that fell to the floor and tossed it back on the couch before walking over to your streaming room.  You entered the familiar setup, looking at your f/c neon lights lining the dark walls.  You didn’t used to have the lights, but you really loved the addition.  It helped you focus.

You plopped down in your gaming seat, your gaze immediately finding your mask next to your keyboard, staring up at you with a lifeless expression.  You pressed the power button on your laptop and picked up the mask while you waited for your computer to turn on.  Your gaze raked over the black color and white half circles for happy eyes.  You drug your fingers along the white sideways ‘D’ for a gin.  The mask wasn’t circular like Dream’s, it was shaped like a theater mask, giving it a more angular look.

The blue light emitting from off your screen drew your attention to it.  You lifted your gaze, looking up at your computer through your eyelashes.  Pulling up Minecraft and setting up your stream, you pulled on your mask, looping the cord around the back of your head.  You pressed record.

“Hey, guys!”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You shut down your computer, pulling off your mask and setting it on the desk with a sigh.  You ran a hand through your hair before standing, leaving the room and turning out the lights.

Pulling out your phone, you checked Youtube, seeing a few people already posting highlights from the stream you just finished.  You walked into the kitchen, not even looking up from your phone, and saw a video titled “Karl reacts to Dream’s face reveal”.  You swallowed a sudden lump in your throat.  Setting the phone down on the counter, you moved to the refrigerator, pulling out a bowl of leftover chili and putting it in the microwave.  Turning it on to reheat, you walked back over to your phone and stared down at the thumbnail.

Karl looked pleased.

Your finger hovered over it for a few moments before you finally tapped it.

The video opened with Karl showing his phone to the screen, allowing the viewers to see ‘Dream calling’ in the top.  “I’m actually nervous,” Karl announced.  The video cut to Karl looking down at his phone, clutching it with both hands.  “Oh, shoot!  What the heck?!”  The video cut again to Karl smiling down at the phone.  “You look like a baseball player, you scream like ‘baseball player’ to me.”  He let out one of his small ‘Karl laughs’.

“I’m rocking like, a bit of a mullet,” you heard Dream’s voice say.

Karl laughed a little again.  “I didn’t want to say anything,” he said, shaking his head, “but he’s running a mullet.”  The video cut again.  “Wait, I don’t know what I expected you to look like.  You’re actually handsome- this is messed up.”  He chuckled.  “You’re not supposed to be attractive, Dream-”

You took in a sharp intake of air just as the timer went off.  You turned your head, walking over to the microwave as you heard Dream say “look, I’m a normal guy, okay?”

You heard Karl laugh and start talking, but you were more focused on not dropping the hot bowl.  Setting the dish on the counter and getting out a spoon, you heard Karl say something about tweeting before the video ended.  You glanced over at your phone, staring at it for a moment before turning it off and eating in solitude.

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Your finger hovered over the ‘send’ button.  Did you want your best friend and crush to see your face?  Not really.  Did you want to disappoint him by not letting him share something that he wants to with you?  Definitely not.

You groaned, dropping your head.  Your forehead hit the counter with a ‘thud’.  Without lifting it, you pressed the ‘send’ button.  You quickly turned your phone off, your anxiety rising.  You shoved away your bowl of cereal, still hungry but not wanting to eat.  Walking into the living room, you slightly adjusted the blanket that laid on the back of the couch.  You dropped your hands to your hips, tapping the sides of your thighs as you let out a puff of breath from your mouth.  You paced back and forth, your gaze darting back to your phone laying on the counter more often than you would’ve liked to admit.

Maybe sending that message was a bad idea.

You let out a small yell, tugging at your hair, before speed-walking back over to the counter.  You picked your phone up, about to take it all back, when it buzzed.

You yelped, slapping it back on the counter, face down.  Your eyes were wide, your left hand clenched at your chest.  Your heartbeat picked up and you felt a little light headed.

You needed some water.

Rushing to the sink, you quickly poured yourself a cool glass of water and downed some before looking back at your device.  Walking over hesitantly, you lifted it, opening the message.

It was him.

Dream.

You looked down at the text.

“great!”  It said.  “when do you want to fly over?  here’s my address:”

You felt sick.

“I can catch the next flight, I guess?” you typed back, rocking from side to side.  “I’ll have to look at flight times.”  You paused, pursing your lips as you tapped the side of your phone.  “How do we do this?”

You stared in anticipation at your phone for a few moments before letting out a breath.

Your phone dinged.

“sure!  the sooner the better right?  wdym?”

“Before I talk myself out of it,” you mumbled as you typed into your phone.  “Okay.  How do I get there?  And do we have a plan for our reveals, or….?”

The reply was almost instant.

“Sapnap can pick you up if you’re cool with that.  uhh, i don’t know.  what’s most comfortable for you?”

You typed “not doing this at all” before erasing it and starting over.  “That’s fine.  We could both wear our masks and take them off at the same time?”  You paced back and forth, looking down at your phone.

“sounds good!  do you want it filmed or no?”

You paused, ceasing your pacing.  Like…..to post?  Or just to keep as a memory?

“To post online, or just to keep?”  You asked.

“either.  i was thinking about having Sapnap film it.  we could keep it until you decided if you would ever do a face reveal or not, or we could post it and blur you out.”

You chewed your lip.  You would never be able to see the reactions ever again if you didn’t film it.  You sighed, mentally cursing your Youtube-focused brain.  “We could film it, I guess.”

“awesome!  i’ll let Sapnap know.  keep me updated!”

You sent a ‘thumbs up’ emoji before sighing, moving to your streaming room to check your computer for flights.

~~~~~~~~~~~

“Boarding flight.”  You put your phone into your pocket once you saw the message go through, pulling up your hood and slipping on your sunglasses.  The facemask you wore was one with Ranboo’s design.  Climbing up the stairs, you looked down at your ticket for the 148,294 time, checking your seat number.  You looked up, gaze scanning the cabin for your number.

Window seat.

Thank God.

You walked over, sliding in after putting your suitcases above your chair.

The two chairs next to you were empty.

You weren’t sure if that meant they weren’t going to be used, or if the people using them weren’t there yet.

You hoped the former.

A few minutes later, a woman with blonde hair and a dirty-blonde daughter, you assumed, sat in your row, the woman on the outside and the child between you.

You bit back a groan and looked out the window, trying to avoid interaction.

This was going to be a long flight.

“Excuse me, miss?”

You turned to the woman in your row and raised an eyebrow.  You saw confusion and a little fear cross her features, but she kept her expression mostly neutral.

You couldn’t blame her.  You definitely looked suspicious.

You caught a glimpse of a flight attendant behind the woman.

“Your ticket, please?”  She asked.

“Oh,” you mumbled, reaching into your pocket and pulling out your ticket, handing it to the attendant.  “Sorry.”

“That’s alright.”  The attendant smiled.  “Let me know if you need anything,” she said before walking away.

You looked ahead of you, about to look back out the window when the woman spoke again.

“Is this your first flight?”  She asked cheerfully, holding a book open for her daughter to look at.

You looked at her out of the corner of your eye.  “Yeah.”

The woman nodded.  “I thought so.  You look tense.”

You stiffened slightly, turning your head a little to see her better as you raised an eyebrow.  Admittedly, it was a little hard with the sunglasses.

You had no idea how Ranboo lived like this for so long.

“Don’t worry, it’s completely safe.”  She smiled over at you, turning the page of the children’s book.

You glanced down at it subtly, briefly noting a person standing next to a giant pumpkin, before looking back at the woman.  “Have you flown before?”  You asked, voice slightly strained.

“Many times.  My husband works out of state, so me and Emma fly out to visit him when he’s gone longer than usual.”

You held back a small gasp.  “I’m sorry.”

“It pays well,” she began before trailing off slightly.  “It’s just hard to be without him for so long sometimes.”

Your gaze fell to your lap.  “I bet,” you agreed quietly.

It was silent for a moment.

The loudspeaker sounded.  “Attention, passengers.  We will be playing a safety video before we take off.  Please pay attention to the instructions given in case of an emergency.”

You let out a sharp breath, gripping the armrest on your right as the video began to play.

“Everything will be okay,” your bench-mate assured.  “I’ve been on this flight more times than I can count.  There’s never been any problems.”

You smiled.  “Thanks.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Arriving in Orlando, Florida directly,” the speaker announced.

You weren’t sure to be relieved that you’d be on solid ground soon, or terrified because you’d be meeting Dream.  You were torn between letting out a breath of relief and gasping, so you just stopped breathing.

You only noticed once you were starting to become uncomfortable.

You let out a harsh breath before sucking one back in.

The woman laughed.  “You’ll be okay.”

You looked over at her and nodded.  Turning to your right to look out the window, you snapped a photo of the partially-visible runway below the clouds and sent it to Dream.  You leaned forward in your seat as the plane’s wheels touched the ground.

The plane came to a stop and it was announced that people could leave the plane.

You stood in your seat, pulling down your luggage, being careful to not hit the sleeping girl in the head.  You turned to the woman as she picked Emma up quietly, taking down their bags with one hand.  “Thanks for your company.”  You smiled.  “I don’t think I would’ve gotten through the flight as well if you weren’t here.”

She smiled.  “My pleasure, miss.”

You leaned over.  “Let me help with your bags,” you said, picking two up and holding both of yours in your other hand.

“Oh, no, don’t worry about it.”

“No, I insist.  It’s the least I could do.”

“Well, alright.”  She chuckled, picking up the other bag, and led you out of the plane.  She walked inside the nearby building and stood over to the side, out of the way of everyone else coming in and moving around.  “Thank you.  My husband should pick us up in a little bit.”

“Alright.  Have a nice stay,” you replied, putting her bags down next to her and walking away with a wave.  You headed to the bathroom and checked your phone on the way.

1 new message.

“awesome!  Sapnap left a while ago.  he should be there soon!”

You slipped into the bathroom, using it and washing, before emerging.  Finding a secluded spot, you swapped your sunglasses and face mask for your theater mask, waiting for Sapnap.

Somewhere between five and ten minutes later you saw a short man in a hoodie wandering around, a baseball cap atop his head.

You could see long brown hair sticking out from underneath it.

He did a full spin, allowing you to briefly see his poster that read “Y/n pickup” in black marker.

Did you call out to him?  Did you wait for him to see you?

You picked up your bags, steeling yourself before you marched towards him.  “Sapnap?”  You asked quietly.

He turned around, looking over at you.  “Yeah.  Y/n, I assume?”

You could see him observing your mask before he looked at where the eyes were and smiled.

“Yeah,” you said.

He gestured to the side, bowing.  “My car is this way, my lady.”

You normally would’ve laughed, but you couldn’t find it in you.

You were too stressed.

Sapnap kindly took your bags, putting them in the trunk before walking around to the driver’s side and climbing in.  “You beat George here,” he said, starting the car.

“Lucky me,” you replied as the car pulled out and onto the road.

Sapnap glanced over at you briefly.  “You aren’t excited?”

You paused, staring ahead of you.  “I’m terrified,” you admitted.

He looked over at you, his expression shifting into one of sympathy and sadness.  “You’ll be okay.”

You let out a tiny humorless chuckle.  “I hope so.”

The car went silent for a few moments.

“How was the flight?”

“Eh.”  You shrugged a shoulder.  “It was okay.  I probably looked like I was going to sell drugs, or something.”

Sapnap laughed and looked over at you.  “Were you wearing your mask on the plane?”

“Not this one,” you said as the car turned a corner.  “I had sunglasses and Ranboo’s facemask.”

Sapnap’s eyebrows furrowed.  “You have Ranboo’s mask?”

“No- sorry.  I have one that I got from him.  I didn’t like… take his only mask.”

“Oh, okay.”  He chuckled.  “That makes more sense.”

You smiled slightly.  “How are you doing, Sapnap?”

He looked over at you, eyes wide as he let out a tiny chuckle.  “What?”

“How have you been?  You doin well?”

“Uh, yeah.”  He smiled.  “I’ve been great.  Thanks.”

You nodded.

“Are you ready to meet Dream?”

Your heart skipped and your body tensed.  “No.”

Sapnap hummed.  “That’s a problem, cause we’re here.”

“What!?”  You gripped the seatbelt with both hands.  “I haven’t mentally prepared-!”

“It’s alright, I have to go get him, anyway,” Sapnap said calmly, turning off the car and unbuckling his seatbelt.

“Ah, don’t leave me!”  You exclaimed, your hands shooting out and gripping his forearm.

Sapnap looked over at you in surprise.  He blinked.  “It’s okay.  Just breathe.  I’ll just go in and tell him you’re here.  You can text him when you’re ready, okay?”

You paused before nodding, slowly releasing your hold on him.

Sapnap nodded back, smiling slightly and closed the door before walking away, disappearing from view.

You were having a coronary.

You slipped your hoodie off of you, being careful to avoid snagging the mask.

You were not used to Florida heat.

The anxiety probably didn’t help.

You reached your hand up to your mask, pulling down the visor and opening the mirror.  Your hand gripped your mask, but you hesitated.

Did you want to know what you looked like?  Would you be satisfied, or want to fix your hair or something?

Your heart raced.

You put your hand on the visor and lifted it, closing the mirror in the process of putting it back.

Well, you couldn’t wait forever.  You climbed out of the car, closing the door and leaning against it as you texted Dream.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

You tapped your foot anxiously as you waited.

Voices steadily grew louder.

You heard a laugh.

Turning, you saw Sapnap leading Dream by the arm, the tall, masked man stumbling.

“Everything okay?”  You questioned.

“He can’t see out of the mask,” Sapnap said, chuckling, holding up a camera with his free hand.

You glanced at it, your heart rate increasing.  “That doesn’t seem efficient.”

“Oh, it’s not,” Dream replied.

It was weird to hear him in person.  His voice sounded so solid and crisp.  It was clear in a way that you’d never experienced before.

Sapnap let go of Dream, causing the 6’3 man to stop, reaching his hands out blindly.

“How do we want to do this?”  You asked, eyeing his hands waving about.

“Back to back?”  Sapnap suggested as Dream began turning, trying to feel for you.  “Hold up, Dream,” Sapnap said.

Dream stopped, his hands dropping to his sides.  “Where is she?”  He questioned, moving his head around.

“I’m here, Clay,” you replied as Sapnap handed you the camera, which you noticed was already recording, as he moved Dream in place.

His back was facing you.

Sapnap took the camera back and gestured at Dream, holding up the device.

You took a deep breath.  “This is so weird,” you mumbled, moving in to place your back against Dream’s larger frame.

“On the count of three?”  Dream asked.

You paused.  This was real.  You were doing this.  “Okay.”

“Sapnap, do you want to count down?”  Dream asked.

“Do you want me to take your masks off for you, too?”  He teased, backing up to get the shot he wanted.

You forced yourself to chuckle a little.

Sapnap’s voice rang through your ears.  “One.”

You reached up with your left hand, gripping your mask.

“Two.”

You reached back blindly with your right hand, finding Dream’s left, as your heart raced.

He quickly responded, grabbing it and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

You could feel rings.

“Three.”

You squeezed your eyes shut, turning to fully face Dream, still holding hands.  You pulled your mask off, intentionally leaving it out to the side, blocking the camera’s view.

If you were going to end up posting this, you wanted Dream to be the first to see your face for certain.

You didn’t want any viewers to have the option to have seen your face as soon as you took off the mask, giving them the same treatment that you would have for your best friend.

You opened your eyes, staring up into green with your e/c ones.  His eyes were beautiful.

The rest of him took you completely by surprise, though.

You were conscious enough to lower the mask so the audience, if any, could see your reactions.

His hair was brown and curly, indeed a mullet.  His face was more rounded than you’d pictured, his features softer than you had imagined them to be.  Your gaze raked over his light facial hair and lips before drifting down to the chain necklace he wore.  You looked back up at his face.

His mouth was slightly parted.

You felt your face heat up, not used to being stared at.  You lifted your mask again, holding it a little distance from your face, turning your head away.

Dream’s hand tightened around yours.

You brought the mask back down, looking over at him, face still red.

Dream grinned slightly before it fell.  “I’m really nervous- what do you think?”

You blinked.  “Of you?”

He glanced to the side briefly.  “Yeah.”

You raised your left hand, still holding your mask, and covered your mouth with your wrist.  “I feel bad- I didn’t have a big reaction.”

Dream let out a nervous laugh.  “I know, you stressed me out.”

“Sorry.”  You paused.  “You’re not at all what I expected,” you admitted, gaze raking over his face.

“That seems to be the consensus.”  He chuckled.  

“You look like a normal person,” you said.  Your eyes widened.  “That sounded bad.  You’re attractive, but you…” you trailed off, looking to the side as you tried to think of an appropriate way to say what you were thinking.  “I dunno.”

He raised an eyebrow before tilting his head, eyes scanning you.  “I don’t think I had an idea of what you looked like.”

“How?”  You questioned, eyes widening slightly.  “I literally tried to avoid having an idea of what you looked like, and it still didn’t work.”

Dream shrugged.  “I don’t know.”  He paused, opening his mouth to add on, but closed it again, eyebrows furrowing as his gaze lowered slightly.  “I don’t know,” he repeated, looking over at you again.

You both fell silent.

You finally dropped his hand, lunging forward and wrapping your arms around him in a hug, burying your face in his chest.

A second or two passed before he hugged you back, his large hands finding place on your sides.

You took in a shaky breath, trying not to cry.

You were finally here.

You did it.

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to stop its quivering.  You were certain Dream could feel you shaking.

“Oh, don’t cry,” you heard Dream say softly, hugging you tighter.

You sniffled, wiping your nose with your arm before you pulled away, keeping your head down so he couldn’t see you.  “Sorry.”

He chuckled a little.  “Don’t worry about it.”

You looked up, seeing that his eyes were red.

No tears had fallen, but he looked like he was close.

“Uh, when do I stop recording?”

You both turned, seeing Sapnap still holding the camera.

Oh yeah.

That little detail.

You turned your head away, looking towards the house.

“She still has to meet Patches,” Dream said, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, turning you back towards Sapnap and the camera subconsciously.

Sapnap open-mouth smiled.  “Patchy!”

You tried to ignore the camera and gasped.  “Patches!”  You clapped your hands together.  Focus on the cat, you told yourself.  “Where’s Patches?”  You looked around Dream’s chest towards the house.

Dream chuckled.  “This way,” he said, turning and walking away, keeping his arm around you.  He opened the door and released you to step inside.  “Patches!”  He called, looking around.  “She’s around here somewhere.”

You looked over your shoulder as Sapnap closed the door behind the three of you, still looking into the camera.

“Patches!”  Dream called again from the other room.

You heard him mumble something as you walked into the living room, seeing him bent over as he picked up his cat.

He turned around, holding the pet in his arms.  “Here she is.”  He ran his hand over her back.

You grinned, walking forward.  “Hey, Patches,” you said softly, petting her ear.  “Hey, kitty,” you whispered, grin growing as the cat closed her eyes, leaning into your touch.  You covered your mouth with your free hand, trying to contain your noises and emotions.  You were vaguely aware of Sapnap moving to your right, filming you and Dream.  “She’s so cute,” you said, looking up at Dream.

He was smiling affectionately.  “Yeah, she is.”

“She can be a pain, though,” Sapnap piped up, nodding as you looked over at him.  “She likes to chew on Dream’s mic and stuff.”

Dream chuckled.  “Yeah, she does.”  He looked back down at her before lifting her and kissing the top of her head.

“So I’ve heard,” you said, smiling as you watched the action.

“How long are you going to stay here?”  Dream asked as he lowered his arms, letting Patches jump out and walk away.

You watched her leave before looking back up at Dream.  “Uh, I don’t know.  A couple weeks?”

“Your bags!”  Sapnap exclaimed.  He quickly shoved the camera in Dream’s hands before running back out of the building, unaware of Dream filming the entire thing.

You chuckled as you watched Sapnap’s shoes disappear from view.  “I should probably go help him.”

“Eh.”  Dream shrugged.  “He doesn’t need help.  He’s a fit guy.”

You smirked up at him.  “Clay,” you scolded lightly.

He aimed the camera down at you and grinned.  “Yes?”

Your eyes widened as you looked at the big black object.  Placing your hand on it, you pushed it back towards the door just as Sapnap came back through with your luggage.

He was slightly out of breath.  “Sorry,” he apologized quietly.

You chuckled quietly.  “That’s alright, Sapnap.”  You walked over, reaching down to pick them up.  “Thank you.”  You put them over to the side and pulled out your phone.  “I guess I should look into motel prices.”

“Wait, what?”

You looked over at Dream.  “Motels?  Ya know.  A place where I can stay?”

Dream and Sapnap looked at each other.

“We just assumed you’d be staying here,” Sapnap said, looking back at you.

“Yeah.  We have a room all ready,” Dream added.  “You can sleep in George’s room until he gets here.”

You raised an eyebrow.  “And when he does get here?  I’ll still be here by the time he arrives.”

Dream waved a hand dismissively.  “He can sleep on the couch until you leave.”

Sapnap nodded enthusiastically at Dream’s comment as he turned back to face you.  “There’s plenty of room.”

“I don’t want to inconvenience you,” you said, setting your mask down on your luggage bags and looking down at it.

“Oh, it’s no problem!”  Dream assured.

“We want you to stay!”  Sapnap agreed.

You lifted your head slightly to look over at them.  “Well, if you’re sure…”

“Absolutely,” Dream said.

“Completely.”

“Well, okay then.”

“Perfect!”  Dream walked over, picking up one of your bags as Sapnap picked up the other.

“Guys, I can carry my own stuff-” you were cut off by Dream shoving your mask towards you.

“There.  You can carry that.”

You smiled, shaking your head.

Dream and Sapnap led you to your room, talking all the way about all of the fun stuff the three of you were going to do.  They both put your bags down once they walked through the bedroom door.

“The bathroom’s that way,” Dream said, pointing.

“And the kitchen’s that way,” Sapnap grinned, pointing the other way.

You chuckled.  “Both very important.”

“So, get set up and then we can just hang out the rest of the day,” Dream said, looking around the room before his gaze landed on you.

“Let’s order pizza for supper,” Sapnap said.

“We have to get through lunch, first,” you reminded, smiling.

“Oh, right.  I’ll go get the stuff out.”  Sapnap turned, walking out of the room, heading towards the kitchen.

You and Dream fell silent.

He finally looked over at you.  “Well.”  He grinned.  “We did it.”

You smiled back.  “We did it.”

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A/n:  Guys, this was 21 pages in Google Docs.  I may have a problem.  XD

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[greengrayeyeswrites]

morangos com açúcar (chapter three)

Title: morangos com açúcar

Pairing: Dream x OC (fem!streamer!reader) x Quackity

Warnings: Mostly fluff. Mentions of anxiety, depression and ADD.

Note: This may be a Dream x OC story but feel free to insert yourself into the main girls role. If Dream ever announces that he doesn’t like fanfics about him, I’ll delete this.

Olivia + Friends — Dream + Friends —Prologue — Chapter 1 — Chapter 2 — Chapter 3 — Chapter 4 — Chapter 5

Olivia chuckled. She looked at Esperanza, staring at her phone as if it would explode in the next thirty seconds. "Anza, I don't think he's going to text you this fast" Olivia said. "Who know when Alex will share your number with Sapnap." Esperanza looked over to Olivia. "This is all thanks to you, my gorgeous faceless best friend!" Esperanza cheered and threw herself in Olivia's arms.

"Nah, I simply just tweeted Sapnap's name under your tweet. I didn't told anyone to actually engage with your tweet." - "A few of my mutuals congratulated me for getting noticed by Sapnap" Esperanza laughed. "They say I'm a good fangirl and I deserve all the attention from my comfort streamer." Esperanza looked at Olivia, who was simply smiling at her.

Olivia loved seeing her friends happy and content like this. Even if Olivia probably would get a backlash from Sapnap's fans and other Dream SMP stans, she wouldn't change anything. It was probably a stupid and reckless decision, but seeing Esperanzas smile made it all worthwhile.

"So what are you planning to do, if he actually texts you?" Olivia asked. She had zero to non-existing experience on this topic and didn't know what was going to happen next. A boy, a very handsome boy, Esperanza felt drawn to had her phone number. What happens next?

"I'll probably try and get to know him in a non-creepy way? If he wants me to stop fangirling about him, because it makes him uncomfortable I'll obviously stop." A wicked grin plastered itself on Esperanzas face. "And maybe I'll flirt a little bit? I mean, he did like my tweet and the main focus of that picture was my ass." Esperanza wanted to continue, when the bell of Olivias house rang.

"It's probably just one of my brothers, gimme a sec."

Olivia walked over to the door and opened it, imagining Tomás or Diogo standing in front of it, but once her door was opened and none other than her best friend Alex stomped into the open living room, she knew something was up.

Esperanza waved him from the couch she was sitting on, "Hi Alex!". Alex waved back and looked at Olivia. "You two are so... so..." - "So what?" asked Olivia, kinda confused about how upset Alex seemed.

"What was your plan with those pictures?" the boy let out and sat down on the couch. "Our main point was taking pictures with those cars, Alex" Olivia said. "We immediately fell in love when our professor handed us the keys and made us search for our cars in the car park." The Gemini continued.

"YOU'RE TRENDING ESPERANZA!" Alex yelled. Olivia widened her eyes and looked over to Esperanza, who was sitting cross legged on the couch, her phone clutched in her hands and her black hair in a messy bun on top of her head.

"How?" Olivia asked. She never managed to get viral. Even though she was a Streamer herself. But her best friend who was a full-time fangirl managed to trend? Alex sighed. "Your car girl aesthetics got retweeted and reposted millions of time. Especially Esperanza's!" Alex yelled and turned his phone.

He was on the Twitter search site and one of the trending topics was #SapnapsIdealTypeCarGirl. "I don't even want to know how many perverts downloaded your pic" Alex screamed, when Olivias phone pinged. "Sorry" she excused herself—leaving Alex and Esperanza behind.

Once in the kitchen she saw that an unknown number had sent her a message. She quickly opened the message and chuckled. It was Dream. The super famous Minecrafter whom she played Jackbox with the other day. The streamer that laughed hysterically because of Paddington Bears crippling addiction to sucking whale cocks.

Olivia grinned at the message and quickly saved Dream's number before walking back into the living room. Alex was still screaming and Esperanza looked like she wasn't even listening to him. "Olivia, talk some sense into her!" he begged and Olivia cocked her eyebrow.

It had been a few days since the Car Girl pictures got posted and Esperanza did gain a lot more new followers from that one tweet. Probably because George and Sapnap interacted with it. Esperanza was doing fine though. Olivia didn't see the problem.

"Alex, may I talk to you?" she asked and he lifted his arms. "In private" Olivia added and Alex dropped his arms looking at Esperanza one more time. The Aries was way too busy checking her social medias.

Once back in the kitchen, Olivia leaned onto the kitchen counter and grabbed onto Alex's hands. "You're usually not this worked up mine and Anza's antics... why are you so mad?"

It would be a lie, if Olivia holding onto his hands like this, didn't do anything to the still twenty-year old Capricorn. But he quickly shook his head. "It's just... both of you barging into my friend group is a little" he rubbed his temples and Olivia gave him a soft smile.

"You don't want me and Esperanza in your friend group right? Those streamer boys and girls are your friends... you don't want us to engage with them... am I right?" Olivia asked and Alex's head shot up. "What?" he asked. "You don't want Anza and me to be part of your Streamer friend group" Olivia repeated, cocking an eyebrow and looking at the 5'8'' tall boy—who was still smaller than her.

"What? No! I don't care if Esperanza and Sapnap become friends or whatever." Alex gently ripped his hands out of Olivia's embrace. "It's Anza's and his life. If they wanna become friends or whatever... I don't care." Alex turned his back to Olivia and leaned against the counter. Olivia looked at him.

"What's your problem then?" The woman asked and Alex looked over to her. "I-I don't actually know—" he started when Esperanza started screaming in the living room. Alex and Olivia both looked at each other before dashing into the living room, seeing the young Latina standing on the couch, holding onto the fabric of her skirt, since her crop-top was tightly on her body.

"You okay, weirdo?" Alex asked, when Esperanza grinned towards them. "Sapnap just texted me! And he sent me a selfie!", she fawned, pressing the phone onto her chest. "Olivia, Alex both of you are so pog! I'm leaving now, I gotta text this hunk of a man!"

And with these words Esperanza ran out of Olivia's house leaving the two Twitch streamers alone. Olivia looked at her friend. "So, Alex? What did you want to say before Esperanza started creaming?"

"EXCUSE ME?!" Alex yelled and Olivia started laughing. The Mexican boy looked at his best friend and gently smacked the back of her head. "You're unbelievable."

A few days later Olivia was streaming. She was continuing to play Kingdom Hearts II and continuing where she last stopped. The 8K viewers she currently had were commenting nice things about her gameplay and while playing Olivia even engaged in small talk with her fans.

I'm still not over the picture of you on that blue car! What was that all about?

A text-to-speech donation cheered and Olivia grinned, pressing her PS4 controller tighter in her hands. "Some of y'all have been following me for quite some time and know that I'm an engineering major with my main focus being on automotive engineering" the girl started, "so the blue car you saw on that picture is my midterm exam. Simply said, I need to take it apart and re-build it." Olivia grinned, while she continued playing the game.

Her eyes sometimes wandered to her chat, that was currently just spamming her with cute emojis.

user2323: vroom vroom🏎💨

user9887: that sound's so cool! the fact that you can take apart and re build cars is so cool!

user4636: ngl girls who know their cars are hot

"Feel free to leave some messages in the chat! I try to read and answer as many as possible. You don't need to send donations for me to answer your questions!" Olivia grinned, continuing to smash her fingers on the controller.

"What's your favorite game?" Olivia read and tilted her head, even though her viewers couldn't see her—she was faceless after all. "Definitely Kingdom Hearts: Melody of Memory!" she answered. "Everything about this game is so gorgeous!" A chuckle left Olivia's lips, when another text-to-speech donation popped up.

"I told you, you don't need to—" Olivia stopped speaking as soon as the computer generated voice spoke.

Hi Olivia! Nice stream so far! I'm not that knowledgable in Kingdom Hearts but the game looks fun! Dream.

Olivia blinked and re-read the message. Dream had donated $50 and Olivia sighed. "Thanks for joining the stream, Dream!" She smiled. "I hope you can enjoy the magic that is Kingdom Hearts!"

Olivia continued playing when another $50 donation came in. She rolled her eyes, thankfully no one could see her.

You have to teach me, next time we talk to each other! Maybe I'll can join the game. Dream

"Dream, this is literally a single-player game." Olivia said and rolled her eyes. "And please keep your money." The Gemini added and continued playing. For a while the donations from the green man stopped, until he started spamming her chat.

dreamwastaken: don't ignore me olivia

dreamwastaken: I'll stop sending money I swear

dreamwastaken: add me on discord

dreamwastaken: i wanna be ur friend :((

Olivia sighed. "Dang he's persistent. What are you thinking Chat? Should we add the Dream to VC? He doesn't know anything about us as a community or Kingdom Hearts. What should we do?"

user6652: add him!

user912: omg THE Minecraft dream?

user657: I don't want to share our lovely Olivia though?

Olivia read a few texts from her fans before adding Dream onto a Voice Call on Discord. She had recently befriended him on Discord, after he asked her about her own Discord ID.

The familiar ping appeared and Olivia saw the bubble with Dream's icon on the left side of her desktop. "Hello Dream and welcome to OH_livia!" the girl greeted and waited for the popular streamer to answer.

[mvpfoolish]

00. prologue

summary || next chapter

we learn just a little bit about Edith.

Edith had always been the quiet girl in school, never talked unless she was called, though, of course, she found ways around that.

Though she hadn't always been so quiet. She was once a bright and talkative person, unfortunately, her childhood had changed that, her childhood ruined her. From her parent's divorce to her only brother cutting her off when she was just 16, no one ever believed her when she told them why. She was told that there had to be another reason. No one would do that to their own sister, and so on.

After that day she swore she would never express her feelings to anyone because once she did, they left. Every single one of them, that was until George Davidson came along.

[deliwrites]

ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕊𝕝𝕦𝕥 // 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖊 // Dream Team

// DATE // 26th of October 2022 // PAIRING // DreamTeam x fem!Reader, george x fem!reader, sapnap x fem!reader, dream x fem!reader // WARNING // flirty!reader, ACTUAL NSFW PICS(sensored, tried to very in body types, it was hard to find tho), Phone masturbation, use of real names, tease!reader, playgirl(ish)!reader, sexting // WORDS // 2,5k+ // SUMMARY // George is in America, so the teasing begins as you wait impatiently for your visa. // SERIES // Intro // Part One // Part two // Part three // Part Four // I'm open for serie title suggestions for this one! Feel free to comment your suggestion here or sent it into my inbox!

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

George had just met up with Nick in Orlando. But I couldn't let him off so easily for leaving me. I know I was being petty. I just love teasing them. And with George far away as well, that just made it all the easier.

When I teased him before, there would be consequences. He would keep the punishments for when we met in real life. I wouldn't lie, I enjoyed the punishments every time.

But now, there are no consequences. I left the texts at that for now. Leaving him to wait in anticipation.

It was dinner time, so I strut into the kitchen. Waiting patiently for one of them to call me. They promised they would once they had all met up. While in the middle of mixing pancake batter, my phone started ringing.

💚 Clay 💚

Clay was calling me. With a giddy smile, I pick up. Turning on my cam for them.

"Hey, cuties!" I call out. Setting up my phone, so I could continue mixing the batter.

"Hey Y/n," the three of them call back.

"What are you wearing?" Nick sounds confused, making me stop mixing. Looking down at myself.

"I'm just wearing shorts and a crop top," I chuckle. "How does that confuse you? Do I not look cute?" I pout.

"You always look cute, Y/n/n," Clay says and I can hear the smile in his voice.

"Thank you, Clay," with a prideful smile I continue mixing.

"Whatcha making?" George asks.

"Pancakes, but let's stop talking about me," I stick out my tongue. "How was the meet-up? Tell me everything!"

"Well, first," George starts. "I got so lost in the airport," He chuckles, continuing his story, while I turn away from my phone for just a minute. Putting down the mixing bowl, I grab a ladle, placing it by the stove next to my phone.

"All you had to do was follow the signs, and you manage to get lost," Clay bullies George, I can picture him rolling his eyes. Though, I can't see it. My back is still facing my phone when I bend over. Shamelessly putting my ass on display for them, a tiny smirk playing on my lips. To my surprise, they stay silent as I grab the frying pan. Coming back up, I turned swiftly back to the stove. Wishing I knew what faces they were pulling right now.

"And then what?" I ask.

"Right, uhm, yes, then I got escorted by staff. They had heard that there would be a lot of commotion at the airport. So that was nice," George chuckles. "After getting my luggage, I found Nick. He had bought a stupid whiteboard-"

"Ha-ha-ha, at least I got something with your name written on it," Nick cuts him off. "But anyways, we then safely got to the car. Drove home, and I kid you not. These two were nervous as hell," he chuckles as the other two protest his claim. Making me giggle at the banter. Filling the heated pan with butter, waiting for it to melt.

"I think, I'll go ahead and believe Nick," I point my spatula at my phone, laughing cause I could already picture George looking offended. Clay probably too but I had no idea what he looked like.

"Clay was literally a bouncing ball in the house. He was nervous and excited," Nick continues. "George was nervous and very giddy."

"I'm not surprised," I smiled, pouring in the first amount of batter for the pancake. "I would be all of those, along with ... anxiety," I sing-song 'anxiety'. Chuckles coming from them.

"When you're finally here, we'll take care of you," Clay says reassuringly.

"God, I hope it's soon," George groans desperately. "Y/n, I need you here! I need you to keep me sane with these two."

"Excuse me!" Nick and Clay exclaim. Giggling, I put my first pancake on a plate. I listen to them fight it out as I put more batter in the pan. Then dressing up my pancake.

"I'm very impatiently waiting," I tell them, cutting into the 'fight'. "So impatiently, in fact, I may have packed a box or two already," I send them a grimace, before pouting. "I just wanna be there too," I whine softly.

"Soon," they promise me.

A week goes by. Sadly, still no visa for me. But in that week I got more than enough teasing in.

Y/n Hey Nick, you wanna see what I got? 👀 🧡 Nick 🧡 Of course, what did you get, darling Y/n 😈 I hope you're alone

What do you think of my new thigh highs? 🧡 Nick 🧡 🤤 Look at you, darling So gorgeous Y/n put them on just for you 🧡 Nick 🧡 Aren't you just the sweetest 😏 If only I wasn't currently walking through IKEA with the others. Y/n Have I caused a little problem? 😏 🧡 Nick 🧡 Yes, but I'm wearing sweats So, I'm in luck But I hope you know how much trouble you'll be in when you're here. Y/n Is that a threat or a promise 🥵 🧡 Nick 🧡 You naughty minx You'll figure it out soon enough

I was seriously getting so impatient. We would call every night, but now I didn't get to see any of them on cam. They would always be in the same room when they called me.

One night they were even spam-calling me while I was ... busy.

💚 Clay 💚 is calling

ignores call.

💙 Georgie 💙 is calling

groans in frustration ignoring the call.

🧡 Nick 🧡 is calling

Sighing audibly, I swipe away from the porn. Answer the call.

"STOP CALLING ME!" I yell down at the speaker. It's followed by silence from them. The room just filled with my panting and the sound of my vibrator. Very much actively vibrating inside me.

"Is- is that-"

"Yes!" I cut Clay off. "I'll call back later, let me fucking fuck myself please!" I whine, so fucking desperate for an orgasm. Having been chasing that high for the past 5 minutes they've been calling me.

"Uh- yes," George answers hanging up the phone, or at least, I think he does. With a sigh of relief, I pull the porn back up. Hand slipping back to my vibrator. Slamming it inside me with the thursts the male makes in the video.

It takes just 5 more minutes before I finally reach my high. Dropping my phone next to my head. Panting heavily, I twitch as I take the toy out. A squeak leaves my lips when it accidentally rubs against my clit.

"Shit, that was hot," my eyes widen at the unexpected voice. A voice I immediately recognize as Nick's.

"Are you serious," I mutter breathlessly. "You know what, fuck you guys, no call tonight," reaching for my phone, I ignore their protests. Hanging up the phone.

I can't believe they stayed and listened to me masturbate. If I had realised that would have been so much hotter. I wouldn't have even needed the porn. They could have talked me through it. Tell me what to do. I would even willingly turn on my cam. Show them exactly what I was up to.

I doubt they would agree with that tho, all together that is.

Y/n So, did you enjoy hearing me, last night? 🙄 💚 Clay 💚 Baby, hear me out I may have stopped George from hanging up I just couldn't pass up such an opportunity 😏 Y/n So you let the other two hear it too Maybe if you called me privately 💚 Clay 💚 Maybe what? Y/n Maybe I would have answered Let you listen to me 👀 💚 Clay 💚 God those pretty noises you make They are still playing on repeat in my head Y/n Yeah? 😏 Liked it that much? 💚 Clay 💚 How could I not? You are so gorgeous in every way Y/n What about this?

Am I gorgeous in this? 💚 Clay 💚 Is that new? Y/n It is 😊 It reminded me of you, so I bought it 💚 Clay 💚 It looks beautiful on you 🤤 Bring it Y/n I will 💚 Clay 💚 Good Cause I'm gonna fuck you in it 😈

In the next three weeks, I had multiple late-night calls with all three. Separately, sadly. I listened to their commands, masturbating to their wishes. Hearing them fap on the other side. It was honestly, so hot.

"Pull your shirt up," Nick would say. "Slowly, make them titties bounce."

"Awh, are you wearing those just for me?" George's voice is surprisingly deep. "Spread those thighs for me, love."

"Bounce that pretty ass for me, baby," Clay's voice sounds so raspy when says it. It sends delicious chills down my spine.

Finally

Fucking finally, my visa arrives.

7 weeks after George left for America. It's finally here. It arrives early in the morning. 9 am to be precise. It's literally midnight for them. Do I care? No, not really.

Midnight their time, I'm spam-calling the group chat.

"Answer the fucking phone, idiots!" They end up not answering. Huffing in frustration. I end up posting it to Twitter before they even find out. Of course, I first called my parents about the news. Mom was able to leave her job early. Lucky her for having a good bond with her boss. Dad sadly couldn't get off, but he would definitely be there tomorrow.

y/u/n - 1m The idiots wouldn't wake up. So you guys are the first to know. I GOT MY VISA!

Not long after I posted the tweet, mom arrives. She's come with empty boxes upon empty boxes. Even though I wasn't taking everything with me. For the next few hours, we are running through the house. Gathering the most important stuff that I needed to take. Clothes for at least a few days go into my suitcase, along with other necessities.

Mom spoke so lovely about this entire situation. I was kinda surprised. When I first told her about this plan she was very hesitant. She was worried for me, which I understood. I would be moving thousands of miles away. To live with three boys that I met on the internet. She had spoken to them before but for all we knew, that could all be fake.

But when she had gotten more used to the idea. Noticed how much fun I had with these boys. She started getting to know them herself. She obviously knew George, but Nick and Clay were an entirely different story. She basically did an entire background check on them. How you might ask. Well, when she came over months ago, we were baking a cake for dad's birthday. While we were busy, they ended up calling. I was going to decline, but she told me to answer them. I couldn't even get a word in before she went ahead. Introducing herself and immediately asking questions. It overwhelmed them a bit, but they too understood the concern. They promised her they would take good care of me. Which that helped my mom calm down from her own worries.

"Have you booked a flight yet, then?" she asks me. We were currently in my bedroom. Throwing clothes, either on the bed or into a suitcase. Mom was folding them neatly, while I decided which went where.

"No, not yet," I tell her. Throwing a beautiful sundress into my suitcase.

"Hun, you should wear it on the day of the flight," she says, taking the dress out of the suitcase. "You'll make them swoon," she wiggles her eyebrows teasingly.

"Mom!" I gasp, giggling at her actions. "They are just friends," she hums like she doesn't believe me. Putting the dress back on a hanger. She stands up and hangs it on the closet door.

"I still think you should wear it."

"Alright, I'll wear it," I give in with a fake annoyed sigh. "But, yeah, I haven't booked a flight yet. I need them to be awake for that. They need to be able to pick me up."

"And they still haven't called back yet?" she asks.

"No, they are probably stil-" my sentence is cut short when my phone starts to ring. My mom is quicker than me. Grabbing my phone from the bed. She answers the call, putting it on speaker.

"Well, good morning Nick, did you have a nice sleep?" she asks kindly, having read his name on the contact. Though I can't help but giggle. Already imagining the confused look on Nick's face.

"Good afternoon, Mrs y/l/n," Nick answers, soon followed by the same greeting from the other two.

"Oh, you're all here, how wonderful," Mom talks with delight. "Did you hear the news yet?"

"Ah, no, we just woke up," Clay answers.

"What the news," George asks curiously.

"Oh, George dear, it's so good to hear your voice," I palm my face, which she notices. "Anyways, my daughter dearest has finally received her visa."

"Really!?" Clay's voice is filled with disbelief but excitement.

"Yes, I can't believe you guys ignored my calls," I pout, not that they could see.

"We're sorry," Nick apologizes sincerely. "Who else have you told?"

"Twitter," my mom answers quickly. Almost rubbing in the disappointment she has on my behalf. George audibly sucks in a breath. "But it's alright, as long as you promise to take good care of my angel."

"We promise! 100%," Clay promises wholeheartedly. "Cros my heart and hope to die."

"Good," she says sternly. "Now, I'll give you my daughter. You guys can go discuss a flight," she hands me my phone, standing up from the bed. "I'll be in the kitchen making us some tea, alright?"

"Thanks, mom," I smile, sending her a kiss as she leaves.

"Yeah, yeah," she says, closing my bedroom door behind her. Taking the phone off speaker, I put it against my ear.

"Surprise," I tell them. The line is instantly filled with chaotic screams. They are talking over each other. Here and there I can catch onto a few sentences.

"George, go look up flights," Nick.

"Her room is not ready!" Clay exclaims.

"8pm flight?" George.

"Guys, calm down," I giggle. The screams slowly coming to a stop. "Look, I'm not packed. Mom is a big help and my suitcases are almost ready. But I still have my entire setup to pack and organize for safe shipping-"

"Don't worry about your setup," Clay cuts me off. "We'll get you a new one here."

"I- Clay, that's going to cost me a fortune."

"Y/n, I said we. It's going to be fine. All you have to worry about is the flight. Anything else that does not hold important value to you. We can buy here."

"I-," I huff a sigh, contemplating as I look around my room. "I need to go through more of my stuff first. Can I call you guys back at like, dinner time, my time?"

"Of course, take your time. We'll be one call away at any time-"

"Beside midnight for some reason," I cut Nick off, fake annoyance lacing my voice.

"We said we were sorry!" George says making me giggle.

"I know, I'll talk to you guys later, okay?"

"Yes, good luck packing. If you have any questions on what you do or don't have to bring, just message us okay?"

"I will, see you soon," I grin before hanging up. A content sigh leaving my lips. It's finally happening.

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

// SERIES // Intro // Part One // Part two // Part three // Part Four // I'm open for serie title suggestions for this one! Feel free to comment your suggestion here or sent it into my inbox!

[jessnotfoundd]

𝐀 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲?

Having the talk about having a child.

Dad!verse masterlist!

Masterlist here!

He would be so into this, he at first thought it was like a joke because you were smiling, a few minutes later he realize you're being serious so he explain his desire to have a child and be a good dad to them, yes, them because he absolutely wants two.

Dream

-i really want to have both, it would be cool if we get like a boy and a girl, so he can protect her when I'm not there.- he starts rambling while you smile.

-Babe, first, we can't choose, and two, already protecting her?- you smirk while he gets closer to hug you.

Sapnap

He is okay as long it's a girl, you explain that you can't really control that but he is okay either way, not so sure if he's gonna be good at parenting but he wants you to be the mother of his kids.

-So you really can't choose if you want a girl?- you are now cuddling and he hasn't dropped the topic.

-No babe, let it go, just pray for it to be a girl and let god decide.- you smile.

George

Awkard is the only word to describe it, I mean, you have dropped some hints, but he didn't catch them. He is surprised but an hour later from having 'the talk' he comes to say that he is ready and he wants to be a good dad.

-Are you one hundred percent sure that you want this?- his face is on your neck, and you're fingers are going through his hair.

-If you want to, we can do it, if you don't want to do it we can wait.- he smiles, you can't see him but you just know.

-I want to.- he kisses the skin there and sits.- we can even start the process now.- he laughs and you do too.

Karl

Giggling and nodding, he would become obsessed with the idea of having a baby with you, he's been by Tucker's side forever, so he knows he is prepared for this. Especially if it is with you.

-It would be like us, but mixed, it is not that the most amazing thing ever?- he hasn't let you go of his embrace so you are there, on the couch just talking.

-Yes, i hope they take all the beauty of yours.- you kiss his forehead. This talk was heartwarming.

Quackity

This man right here! he would have so many doubts because he doesn't want to fuck things up with you or as a dad, so he would take his time to think about it, he is conscious that you both can economically maintain him, medically too, so he would be up to have kids, as long as you let him talk to them in Spanish.

-And my request is that we or at least I speak Spanish to him.-

-I knew that you were going to ask for that, and yes, you can, I understand why it's so important to you and your family.- you smile and he feels like he found his perfect girl

Punz

Insecure, that it's the word. Same as the other boys, would be surprised about the topic and would need lots of time to think about it, after an entire month would absolutely agree as long as you feel sure.

After a month you lose your hope, but watching a movie he just blurts it out.

-I want to have a child with you, maybe three?- he smiles and your eyes are watery.

Foolish

He probably shit his pants, he thought he didn't hear you. Ask again and he is shocked as fuck. Ask again if he heard you correctly and just looks at you. You freak out

-Babe, are you okay?- you reach his cheek.

-Yes, i mean, i was distracted.- he smiles.-I guess that we can have a kid, I mean, can we?- he is a doubling mess.

Wilbur

He is actually the one who initiates the talk, you thought he was about to end everything so you just stare at him waiting for your heart to break not to glow with all the love you were capable of feel.

-I want you to be the mother of my kids, and share this journey of parenting with you.- he looks straight into your eyes and you just stare dead back.-Only if you want to, of course- he is scared, close to wanting the earth to open a hole and eat him right there.

-Yes, yes, of course, i want this Will.- you just jump to hug him and kiss him.

-Damn Darling i thought you were going to say no and it will be awkward for a few days.- he starts to ramble, just as a dream.

-Babe- you laugh at how fast his mind went crazy over this.

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Nothing (Karl Jacobs)

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On many mornings, I wouldn't be the one to wake up first. I will admit it. He would be the first to wake up or leave a message before he leaves. But it would be weird if I were to wake up. This morning, I was the first to wake up and he was still asleep. He lay next to me with a hand over my stomach. I lean a little to check the time on mine or his phone. 12:30 pm. Placing it back slowly feeling his hand around me tighten a little. Taking a quick glance at me, with his eyes still close. Getting the idea to face him instead. Trying not to move so much just for him to get a good sleep. So I shimmed to look at his face. Lately, he has been doing a lot again with tales, Minecraft, Mr.Beast, and Sponsors. He needed this rest even if it meant sleeping in. Placing a hand on his shirt. I kept my eyes on him. These are the times I would notice everything about his features. His light brown fluffy hair that he would move to one side.The smell of a fresh shave from his mustache that was starting to grow. His eyes were grey. With those eyes, I would get lost in many conversations with him. Or even just to look at him. It still feels like home to me. Looking down at his hands to see his nail painted with the same color as mine with his logo on one finger. Which I help with when he was struggling. Moving my head to his chest as I lean down to hear his heartbeat. with my hand rubbing against his shirt. Putting a smile on my face once more.

He doesn't know this but he helped me with a lot. He made me realize a lot of things about myself. Or about how people would react and wouldn't react. He was my first real friend. I haven't had those in a while. With him, it just felt right. I would do anything for him. Just to see his smile, his laugh, or to see the joy in his eye. He made me feel love and I haven't felt it. Till after we were together. There are many words but I can't describe of how much I love him.

Moving my head to look at his face. Then move my hand to his cheek as I move my thumb. Everything in me didn't want to ruin this moment with a kiss so all I did was occasionally look at his lips and then his eyes. “If you aren't gonna do it then I will,” were the first words that came out of his lip. Looking at his eyes which were opening slowly. “Well, I don't see you doing it,” I laugh. Then he places a and underneath my chin. Tilting his head as I did the same to mine. With my eyes closing slowly. Leaning into him. To kiss his lips slowly. The feel of his lips was soft. Leaving my hand on his cheek. Pulling the kiss back not wanting to take it any further. My feeling was growing stronger for him each time we kissed. Making my heart beat faster than before. To see him smile. “Well that is a good way to wake up,” he moves his hand from my chin to over my hand pulling it up to kiss it slowly. “I love you,” “I love you more than anything karl” with that we both went on with our day.

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Is It Over Now? | LN4

lando norris x reader (fc: olivia rodrigo)

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summary : Lando and Y/N, a couple who parted ways almost a year ago and had no contact since, caused a stir on social media when they both posted photos of themselves at sea. The unexpected reuni sparked speculation online about whether they were getting back together.

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