#dsmp imagines

[shakirawastaken]

dsmp if....they fell in love with you at first sight

lowkey this sucks im so sorry but number 6 has been written  dream:

- this happened before he face revealed - so he went out to the grocery store or smth with a mask and sunglasses so if anyone recognized him they wouldn't like see what he looked like - pulled a ranboo fr - anyway he entered the cat food aisle looking for the best cat food for patches our beloved - and was so enthralled in the cat food that he didn't hear you walk by with your cart trying to get past the aisle - "excuse me sir can u please move???" "*is looking at cat food*" "sir?" "OH IM SO SORRY" - moves immediately but not before he makes eye contact with you through the glasses - his eyes widen comically, he thinks ur gorgeous - takes advantage of that fact that you cant see his eyes and continue to admire your face as you laugh and wave ur wrist in the air, swatting away the awkward interaction just like that - you walk away and he forces his mind to go back to the cat food - but god ur imprinted in his brain and he knows he cant just let you leave - so he grabs whatever cat food he sees and runs around the store looking for you - sees you leaving and went "NOPE" - in his head - RUNS to you but slows down before he gets to you so u don't fucking murder him - "hey uh" "oh hi!" "i thought you were really cute...and i couldn't just let u leave the store without tryna get ur number" "oh :) thanks! but idk what u look like.." "right" - whips that shit off in the middle of walmart mask off challenge succeed - ur face: :O - "yeah u can have my number" "LETS GO" - speedran that shit basically

sapnap: - met u in highschool me thinks - in the peak of his i play minecraft everyday era - just showed up at school to be there yk - and you were there but never really interacted with him - until one day you had to sit next to him in english class - life OVER for him tbh he made eye contact with you and nodded like an idiot as you introduced yourself - “wow ur pretty im nick” *facepalmed internally*  - youre like aw - u become friends - seating chart friendships and romances >>> - now he actually has a reson to go to school events like hoco and prom and stuff - “sorry dream ive got to to go homecoming” “motherfucker with who?” - you ask him to hoco as friends cause yk he hasnt been out much and he gratefully accepts - awkward dancing in the back - as the year progresses the two of you keep in contact even as you got moved apart in the class you sat next to - you met dream and george that was nice - prom came around and he new brother knew he had to do SOMETHING - so he made a prom posal that was like “will you be MINE(craft) at prom” or something like that  - and u were like “finally” - fast forward some years and ur doing whatever u want and hes doing what hes doing now - he never formally asked you out but its implied youve been dating for years - this one sucked mb

george: - god the british  - hate them/j - youre not british in this story okay  - and if ur british irl,,,im sorry for ur ailment/j - ANYWAY - youre a tourist ur visiting the good old u of k - ur in london obv - and george never leaves his flat there - except to get groceries - so he walks to the nearest grocery store bc he literally cant drive - and bumps into you its the classic omg so sorry i bumped into you romance - except he thought that was awkward and kinda went “sorry” looked down at the ground and sprinted forward - you were like “the british are.....odd”  - george then realized that was worse and turned around to apologize to you - and then fell in love with you - u were taking a picture on ur camera of just like the scenery of london - and we like “omg theyre cute and they appreciate the little things” - gets on discord and texts sapnap “im in love” and then sapnap goes “me too with ur mom” - logs off discord now - walks up to you sheepishly and was like “haha sorry for doing that it was a dare by my friend” and u were like “its ok:)” ad then hes like “yk what isnt a dare” and u were like “hmm what” and he was like “me asking for your number cause ur so cute” - and u were malfunctioning cause u didnt expect cute british man to ask you on a date while u were in the u of k - but u said yes and then he realized ur accent and was like “ar eyou not british” and u were like “no.” and he was like “thats okay! im skilled with long distance relationships ;)”  - unknowingly flirts with you  - you skull emojied and then joined him on his trip to the grocery store IDK this one was bad im sorry 

karl: - YOURE IN A MR BEAST CHALLENGE - oh oh OH the amount of things in my brain running through - anyway u were a subscriber of Mr jimmy beast so he was like "come be in a video" - its one of those last to leave the circle loses - each cast member is paired with a participant and whoever wins gets 50,000 and the cast member gets like 10,000 or smtn - and jimmy had them all pick a name out of a hat to make it simple - and karl didn't pick u - nolan did - but when they walked out to meet the participants and karl made eye contact with you for a split second - god he fell right there - couldn't help but imagine what loving you would be like - knew he wanted to experience that - but he couldn't do that if he wasn't even paired with you - so he BEGS nolan to switch - "dude please cmon" "what do i get out of it??" "if i win ill give you the money" "oh shit ok" - now he's paired with you HE MASTERMINDED THAT SHIT LIKE TAYLOR SWIFT - anyway you were like "shit he's cute ill win now" - ur dynamic is amazing jimmy loves it for the video - the whole time u both are playfully flirting and just being yourselves around each other its amazing - he tries to cheat to help you LOL but gets caught with a sheepish smile on his face - that's when u fall i swtg - anyway - the filming for the video goes for like 2 and a half days so you spend a lotttt of time with karl dearest - you lose in the end tho bc in ur sleep u accidentally kicked ur foot outside the circle - you're a bit defeated - after thanking u all jimmy sends you off - and u smile and thank him and karl and head off - but then you hear a "PIT PAT PIT PAT" of feet slapping concrete behind you - "wait can i have ur number? :)" "i thought you wouldn't ask :)" and u give him ur number number for number - jimmy mischievously smiles in the background before returning to his beast lair

quackity: - LAW SCHOOL LAW SCHOOL LAW SCHOOL YOU MET THERE STOP STOP STOP - stop college romances kill me for real - guys - k I'm good - met at orientation i feel - or not met - he laid eyes on you from across the room and he was like oh shoot this place is better than i thought it would be - LOL - runs across the whole room to snag the seat next to you - "hey I'm alex, whats your name?" "oh I'm y/n!" - bro squealed inside - "i like ur name!" "thanks :) urs is nice too" - u both talked for the rest of the welcome ceremony thing - compared schedules and had...nothing together for the first semester - thATS OK you still exchanged numbers - and you kept talking and hanging out even if u didn't have class - but as friends. - AAAAAAAAAAAAA you fell for him somewhere in the middle but both of you were like - we need to finish law school first in your heads - so u both skated on the line between romance and friends - like the song boyfriend by ariana grande - but when the end of law school was in sight? quackity didn’t waste a single second - BAM got ur number BAM took u on a date BAM yk 

wilbur: - fell in love with you at first sight except you didnt see him he just saw you - here’s the thing right hes the biggest hamilton fan - so when he went to see hamilton with tommy and all them - YOU WERE THERE you were in the cast you played angelica/eliza/peggy literally one of the three female main characters - ANYWAY you were screaming the lyrics to one of the songs and wilbur kinda just went “woah” - didnt see anyone else on the stage but you when you walked out  - tommy was like “did u see the bullet wil” and he wa slike “no” - forced tommy to stage door after the show - prayed to all the theater gods that you came outside  - when you did? game over for him - he stood there stawstruck awstruck jawstruck  - aND the same happened for you!!! bc u knew who he was ofc - u had a lovejoy poster in ur dressing room duh - so by the time you came round to him and tommy you were like “heheheh” and giggling “hi omg im a big fan of your music and stuff :)” and he was like “mIne?”  - his voice cracked - you giggled and you both took pictures with each other on your phones - then u invited him backstage  - and he wa slike LHJSKHFSDFKGHJERT - LEFT TOMMY AT STAGE DOOR - you showed him around including on stage - and this went on for a while hed just show up a stage door and youd let him in - one day you were both on the stage and he started humming helpless and you both started dancing - and then he was like “i rlly am helpless for you, id like to try and make this something more if ur up for it” - and you were like WOOOOOO yk 

[lateline]

⋆★【MCYT's With an Antisocial Partner】★⋆

Pairing ⋆★⋆ MCYT's x gn!Reader

Summary ⋆★⋆ How different MCYT's deal with having an antisocial partner

[A/N] Reminder that my requests are open! Before requesting please read my requesting guidelines <3

[Dream]

He'd definitely get a bit sad sometimes

Makes sure to give you space when you need

Tries to start conversations but gives up really easily

Golden retriever energy always

[George]

Usually just sits with you to keep you company

Lets you start the conversations most the time

Will send you funny TikTok's while sitting right next to you

He'll look at your phone to see if you're watching them and if you're laughing or not

Generally really chill to hang around

Unless he's with Quackity

[Sapnap]

Will bug you a lot but eventually gets the hint

He helps you come out of your shell at parties

That is on the rare occasion he manages to drag you out of the house

He definitely likes to wrap his arms around you, even in silence

Again, he likes to annoy the shit out of you

[Wilbur]

Honestly prefers the silence sometimes

He favorite moments with you are when you get really excited about stuff and go on rants

No matter what it is, he loves listening to you talk

He loves resting his chin on top on your head when you're on your computer or phone, kinda eavesdropping

[Quackity]

Will hum to you quietly when you don't feel like talking

Loves to hold your hand, even in silence

He gives you space but always drops in every now and then

When he's streaming he always checks to see if you're in chat, flicking you a message just in case

[Karl]

Loves to have his arms around your waist while you scroll through twitter

He often just says "Hi" to hear your voice

Loves to rant about things to you because you always listen (to some extent)

Feels comfortable sitting in silence with you and you only.

[sexsellz]

★̲ ⤻ 𝐝𝒆𝐣𝒂 𝐯𝒖, tommyinnit 。 ᥫ᭡ ‧₊˚

👖- 𓄹 S͢UMMARY: 𝒙𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Even after your breakup, Tommy still sees images of him in your new relationship. Making him believe you get Deja Vu.

🕶- 𓄹 W͢ORDCOUNT:

758

🚙- 𓄹 P͢AIRING(S):

tommy x reader

🍦- 𓄹 A͢/N:

this is a reupload of a work I previously wrote!

» 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐮, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨. «

Tommy reviewed your Snapchat stories dozens of times over, analyzing every little detail of your new boyfriend, trying to decode how someone like him could ever end up wooing someone like you. Maybe it was the sultry way he said your name, smiling at the most inane actions you made, putting it on display just how in love you were with him and not Tommy. A crisp white spoon shoveling mouthfuls of ice cream into your parted lips, the sun hitting your skin just right and making your tone beautifully illuminated, and your new boy toy playing with the promise ring Tommy had bought you. It made him absolutely sick to his stomach.

» 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. «

"Hahahaha! Stop you idiot!" You laugh, seeing your one 'true' love sliding your gray zip-up over his broad shoulders, making the jacket that'd been oversized on you make it look like it was made for a toddler compared to his muscular build. The way he moved, the way he talked, the way his pupils dilated when he focused on you - everything was so dissimilar to Tommy. But for some reason, the entire swing of things felt so reused. Like you'd already had someone cracking jokes with you while you waited in line for roller coasters, and as if someone had already been the cheesy gentleman stereotype you craved in a partner. You'd never claimed to notice these loveable features in Tommy, so why did it feel like you were seeing all of it again for a second time?

» 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞-𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐲. 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞. «

Even if he and your new boo were polar opposites in the category of physique, Tommy and others in his clique couldn't help but notice how the two shared several other similarities. He was also a streamer, he had a similar theme of childish fearlessness, all of which had eventually edged him into the center of Tommy's friend group. And where he'd be, you'd be quick to follow. Taking time to brag about how your relationship with him felt so unique and fresh, like a new beginning for your life of romance. Tommy would watch the way the words contorted from your lips, making him fume with jealousy. He had invented the lingo your boyfriend had claimed to fame, and you'd never sounded so gushy when he made you laugh, so what happened?

» 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨? 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. «

"You're such a dork! How many times are you gonna sing that song today?" You playfully stuck your tongue out at your boyfriend, as he guided you further up the ramp towards the roller coaster you'd never quite shook your fear of. "Until you're not afraid anymore! It's just an itty bitty roller coaster." You felt his grip on your hand tighten, just as another wave of refreshing familiarity trailed your body from head to toe. Tommy had done the exact same thing for you, said nearly the exact same words. held your hand almost identically to how he was. You did your best to shrug the feeling. "Oh- I've been on it before, with Tommy. But it was a while back." He furrowed his brows similarly to how Tommy did when he was frustrated. "Well Tommy doesn't get to have all the fun, now does he?"

» 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚 𝐯𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚 𝐯𝐮? «

The smiler. Such a bittersweet ride. Also known as the same intense rollercoaster that had surged the intense sense of courage forcing him to ask you out, the exact coaster you two had gone on for your first date. Now he could only experience the coaster with you from afar, watching as you shared pictures on Twitter of snapshots you had gotten of your new date. He knew you were reminded of him, and he knew that deep down neither of you would be able to look at your date spots the way you did as before. He hovered over the reply button under your tweet, contemplating whether or not he should leave the situation to rest. Of course, he chose the latter. Six words, fueling a world of trouble to come.

» 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚 𝐯𝐮! «

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

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[londonisacountry]

Rushing~ dream x reader

Art: quinnsreverie (pintrest)

Summary: college au, Y/N typically stays in their dorm and studies, but not tonight. Will playing truth or dare with their friends spice things up?

Word Count: 1233

Tags: college au, drinking, provacative language

Note: "Adei" is pronounced like "Addi"

Please enjoy! ‐>

Your Pov

"I can't believe you dragged me to this stupid party, I mean, come one. Me, at a party? Adeline, are you crazy?!" I whispered to my best friend. She convinced me to go out with her tonight because the guy she likes is supposed to be here. I am a sophomore at the University of Orlando in Florida and have managed to skip every party since school started. I don't drink, and since I may or may not have overwhelmed myself with classes this year, partying isn't a priority for me. We walk inside and are immediately assaulted by the smell of sweat, alcohol, and pot. I scrunch my nose and Adei leads me through the house into the living room.

"Adei! You managed to get the home body outside, what a miracle!" Levi yelled, waving us over.

"Yeah yeah Levi, I only came to be the two of you's  wingman because without me neither of you would get as much dick as you do." I tease. Levi throws his hands over his heart as if he was hurt.

"Don't listen to him," Jared interrupted, "we were all about to play truth or dare, you two should join us." he offered. Adei nodded and Jared led us further in the room to where a group of people were sitting in a circle. My breath caught in my throat when I saw who was sitting there: Dream. He is a year ahead of Adei and I in school, and I have had a crush on him since I started here. Trying to keep my cool, I sat down between Aedi and Levi. Levi and Dream are in most of the same classes, so they are pretty good friends.

"Levi, glad you could make it man." Dream greeted, leaning across the circle and dapping him up. He then turned to me,

"Y/n." he said, making eye contact with me before sitting back down.

"Alri-hi-hight!"Sapnap, Dream's friend, yelled, getting everyone's attention. "Who wants to go first?"

Some blond girl volunteered, and I wasn't asked until it was Sapnap's turn.

"Truth or dare y/n?" He smirked. I felt slightly panicky, but managed to answer,

"Truth."

"Are you single?" He had to ask.

"Yes I am."

"Why?"

"Hey," I scolded, "you only get one question."

"Fine. George it's your turn."

George took his turn, and after a few people went, It was my turn. I dared Levi to go kiss someone. We went around the circle again, but this time I was asked a few times. I was dared to take my shoes off, and then dared to hold toes with George for a round. Then, Dream asked me,

"Truth or dare y/n?" My name sounds so amazing coming from his lips.

"Truth." I gulped, starting to feel flustered.

"Why are you single?"

"I um, I was rushing. I met the wrong person." I replied, looking at my lap, twirling my thumbs. Thankfully it was dark in the room, I know my face is beet red.

After a few more rounds Levi was shirtless, George swapped shoes with Adeline, and most of the people had stopped playing. It was Me, Adei, Levi, Dream, Sapnap, and George left.

"Truth or dare Levi?" Adei said.

"Truth."

"Out of everyone playing who do you think is the best kisser here?"

Dream Pov

"Out of everyone playing who do you think is the best kisser here?" Adei asked.

"Probably Dream. He looks like he has experience." I smirked when I heard a bunch of 'oohs' from the group, but underneath them all, I heard a whisper

"I would test that." I followed the voice only to find it came from y/n's lips, this made me smirk even more. Next it was y/n's turn.

Your Pov

"George, truth or dare?" I asked.

"Truth."

"Why are you single?"

"The girl I like is gay." he deadpanned, my heart twanged for him. Everyone went around, until it was Dream's turn.

"Y/n." He paused, almost as if he was unsure of himself, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Out of everyone here, who would you consider to be the right person?"

I froze. There is no way I can answer that. Just as I was about to answer, Adei spoke up;

"Actually Dream, thanks for the invite, but I think we are done for the night." She said, giving him a 'so fake you don't know its fake' smile. She stood up, helped me off the floor, and headed towards the exit. Once we got out of sight she pulled me into a hallway;

"I have to use the bathroom before we leave, stay here." she said, disappearing into one of the many doors in the hallway. I leaned up against the wall, taking my phone out of my pocket. Before I even unlocked it I felt someone brush against my shoulder, leaning against the wall next to me. I looked over, and to my surprise, Dream was standing there.

"What happened to your shirt?"

"Your friend Levi dared me to take it off as soon as you left."

"Okay, why'd you leave?"

"Irrelevant." He said, adjusting himself so that he was in front of me. He put one hand beside my head, and used the other to tilt my chin up to look at him.

"Did you really mean what you said?" he whispered, his voice quiet, barely loud enough for me to hear. I felt my face flush and tried to look down, but his hand held my face firm. He backed up slightly before continuing;

"Did you mean it when you said you want to kiss me?" his gaze pierced right through me, and before I could answer, Adeline came back.

"If you mean it meet me by the oak outside the Fictional Writing building at one." he said, before hurrying away.

I was just catching my breath when Adei met back with me, "Hey, are you ready?" she asked, I just nodded. Neither of us had drank so she drove us home. When we got there it was just past midnight. Adei and I got ready for bed, and before I knew it I had 15 minutes to get to the tree after Adei had fallen asleep. I hurry and put some shoes on and rushed down stairs and to the walkway. I walk across campus and make it at 1:02, when I see Dream start to walk away. 

"Dream!" I whisper yell, chasing after him. He turns around and I can see the smile on his face.

"Y/n." he grinned.

"You really need to stop saying that." I chuckle.

"What ? It's just your name."

"Well if you keep saying it like that I might actually kiss you."

At this he grabbed my hand and brought it up to his lips, planting a kiss on my knuckles before hesitating. "Did you walk all the way here?" he paused, looking down at me. I just nodded my head.

"You should really be more responsible y/n, you could catch a cold." he scolded, sliding the jacket he was wearing off his broad shoulders, putting it around mine, and taking my hands in his. He could hold my hand in the entirety of his.

"I'm fine, really. It's not that cold." I protest.

"Y/n, you are shivering, besides how would you know if I was a good kisser if when I kiss you your lips are numb?" he teased.

"Well we could always try it..." I mumbled.

"Well now sweetheart, don't get to far ahead of yourself. At least let me take you on a real date first."

"Why me?"

"It's simple sweetheart, I like you."

[linktoo-doodles]

cquackity getting dressed in the morning

[noxious-fennec]

Snapshots of simpler times..

[hatchetislostpog]

Y/N: I don’t even flirt that much.

Tommy: Oh really? *stands up* Raise your hands if you think you’re dating Y/N.

Wilbur: *raises hand*

Quackity: *raises hand*

Schlatt: *raises hand*

Niki: *raises hand*

Charlie: *raises hand*

[pepemoon]

It is said that the Boogeyman often appears in the dark, hiding in closets and under beds. But not this one. Tommy was so sure that man was within his walls. But lately, he isn’t even sure that was true. Especially tonight, after the loud siren blaring.

[yawnzzznnn]

😭😭

[bronzetomatoes]

People will say with their full chest "no one has ever thought [discourse topic] about the dsmp" and you check their account and they made their blog in 2023. How the hell would you know

[kitybur]

𝐛𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐞𝐫 | 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐲

⌦ in which you are a rather popular streamer, and get invited to a cut’s buzzer dating video.

— warnings: pronouns not mentioned, swearing, use of real name

| this is a draft from a while ago, idk why i was obsessed with the buzzer dating vids from cut's but here we are |

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

you were anxiously waiting in the room the producers had showed you when you first came into the building. it was a small comfy area; plush green couches and chairs with light blanket throw overs and soft pillows.

it was almost a mystery how you ended here. cut had emailed your team and asked if you were available to shoot a dating video for their channel. although it was a weird offer, you agreed nonetheless, hoping to maybe find someone out of it.

you rubbed your sweaty hands on your jeans as a woman walked into the room. she had just taken her turn but must’ve been buzzed since she came back. this worried you.

“how’d it go?” one of the other women asked. the one who had returned smiled and shook her head.

“he’s cute, but i’m not his type.” she paused, sitting down in a chair and looking over to you. “i really hope you get him, or someone in this room does.” you smiled nervously at her in thanks. just as she moved on to speak again, one of the crew members motioned you to come out.

it was now your turn. deep breath in. deep breath out.

you stood and walked out. the room was a dull white and had two chairs and a table with a button in the middle. you put a confident smile on your face as the man sitting in the chair spoke.

“hi! im alex!” his tone was rather soft, definitely not what you expected once taking in his appearance. he had shoulder length brown fluffy hair, the top of it hidden by a black beanie. his shirt baggy along with his jeans. you couldn’t deny that it was attractive.

you stuck out your hand, his instantly meeting it in a tight grip. “it’s nice to meet you, alex. i’m y/n!” you let go of his soft hand to pull out your chair and sit down.

“are you nervous?” he asked with a slight chuckle. in all honesty, he had felt the shake in your hand when he shook it, he wanted to make sure you were okay.

you let out a little laugh back. “just a little. this is all a little nerve wracking. are you?”

alex nodded, expanding his hands on the table. “a little, yeah. can i ask, how old are you?” he seemed nervous at the question, but you didn’t take it to heart. you would’ve asked the same thing eventually.

“of course! i’m twenty. how about yourself?”

“i’m twenty-one! nice that we’re around the same age.” you agreed with a soft smile. you went to ask a question when the button started to talk.

“what do you guys do for a living?” the robotic voice was loud and clear, coming from the tiny box in front of you. you both stayed silent for a moment, taking in what the button said before speaking up.

“i, uh, stream on twitch, sometimes.” you shrugged, feeling slightly embarrassed. alex looked at you with wide eyes, and you felt like you were a goner.

“no way! i stream on twitch too!” you let out a breathy laughed, shaking your head.

“damn, really? well, i’m glad we have that in common.” he stayed silent with a small smile plastered on his face. the button glowed red and you were sure he was going to press it.

“y/n is into humours people.” the button turned blue again and you felt your stomach doing flips. he didn’t press it.

“oh, really?” alex asked, eyes making contact with your own orbs. you nodded, making his face light up more. “i just happen to be the most funniest person alive.”

“i love the confidence, it’s hot.” you immediately bring your hand to your mouth as a way to shut yourself up.

“what did you say?” please, button. shut up.

alex was laughing, not at you but at the bright pink dusting your face he saw when you removed your hand. “oh, god. i’m sorry!”

“no, no, no, no! i’m flattered to know you think i’m hot. you’re not too bad yourself, mi amor.” your face was a shade darker of pink while his was light. this guy could be a flirt if he wanted.

“do you find each other attractive?”

you swallowed the lump in your throat, holding your own hand under the table. “yeah-yes. i do find him attractive.” you might’ve felt like dying right then and there.

“i too, find y/n attractive.” alex said in a sly tone. you stared at each other for a few moments before it was ruined by the room lighting up red by the button once again. you watched alex's eyes drop down to the button, then back to you. but he made no move to press it, and neither did you.

"this is the second time, and neither of you have pressed." said the button, turning blue. "do you wish to see each other outside of this video?"

you nodded, quickly, causing alex to laugh. "i would love to see him after this, if he'll have me." you gave a small wink and shy smile. alex shook his head.

"i'd love to have you, you don't even need to ask." you laughed lightly, trying to get rid of the warm feeling in your stomach and the tight knots twisting.

"go on, give each other a hug to end it off." alex stood out of his chair, slowly walking over to you and reaching a hand out. without thinking twice, you reach out and let him help you stand. you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, while his secured around your waist. he swayed you both for a moment or two before letting go, but not going too far.

"you guys are free to go now, hope you work out!" a female producer called out, clapping her hands along with a few other workers. you made your way towards the exit, slightly embarrassed and took a deep breathe as you reached outside.

"hey!" you turned around to see non other than alex, hands on his hips. "leaving so soon?" he smirked.

"not without my prize." you flirted back, stepping closer. his eyes widened and he let out a huff.

"speaking up now are we?" he let his palm rest against your jaw and he rubbed thumb rub back and forth. just when you thought he was going in for a kiss, he pulled back. "would love for your number so we can continue this."

you stared at him, mixed emotions in your eyes. lust, confusion, and even anger. sad to say, you may have desperately wanted to kiss him there.. who wouldn't have? in your haze state, you pulled out your phone and handed it to him. he punched in his number and handed your phone back to you. alex told you that he needed to leave to stream, which you understood. he pressed a kiss to your forehead and turned around.

as you watched him walk away, you thought about what would have happened if you didn't agree to do this video. but quickly put that thought behind you, because you had potentially met your future lover. you were definitely going to be stalking his stream before you had to start your own for the night.

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a/n: bye lol i rushed the ending i didnt know what to put LMAO. ok i hope you enjoyed.

[beckyblah]

Well. I had to draw something for November 16th, didn't I?

o7

[linktoo-doodles]

bad's got his own issues he's dealing with rn quackity

[lilywastaken]

⇝ SICK DAY SCENARIOS !

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

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

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

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

MASTERLIST.

DREAM:

"Feeling a bit better?"

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

"Mm…"

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

"You should be resting."

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

"Clay. You're ill."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

SAPNAP:

A loud groan resounds across the house.

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

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

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

"You sound like you're dying."

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

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

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

"Wait, are you actually sick?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

GEORGE:

How can George still be asleep?

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

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

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

"George? Are you awake?"

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

"Georgie?"

"Hmng."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

QUACKITY:

"You're an idiot."

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

"Huh?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

KARL:

"Your nose is running."

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

"Mhm."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[hatchetislostpog]

Y/n: What makes you think I give a single shit about you?

Revivebur: You hallucinating my ghost for the past half a year is a pretty big clue. C'mon, what's the harm in admitting you love me? It's not like I can die again.