#karl x y/n

[amor-brooklynn]

[{ 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷..? }] 𝓴𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓳𝓪𝓬𝓸𝓫𝓼

ᴄᴡ: ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ, ᴘᴇᴛɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ (ʙᴀʙʏ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ… ᴇᴛᴄ.)

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dom!karl x sub!fem!reader <3

this is really lazy, so im sorry T^T

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oh, how did you get here? in front of karl, making yourself feel good at the thought of him while he got himself off by the sight of you? it all just kind of... "happened" didn't it? oh no, that's not the case for you two.

it had always been the teasing with you two, but you had never really felt anything with him. until, that is, him, sapnap, and quackity were flirting with each other in front of you. it had been a normal thing for a while now, but eventually, you realized that you would get even more pissed off the longer it went on between the three friends. but you had no idea why it made a fire ignite inside of you.

the constant,

"damn, karl, you be lookin fine today,"

"karl, you're cute as hell,"

"can i get some of that ass?"

and karl just casually smiling and giggling towards their horrible attempts at flirting was always setting off a detonator for you. and today was clearly crossing the line.

yeah, usually you wouldn't say anything to them no matter how mad it made you, but today was enough.

"so, handsome, wanna hang out with quackity and me?" sapnap had said, completely ignoring your presence.

"actually, sap, he's kind of already hanging out with m-" you tried to say something, but karl had already made up his mind.

"of course! y/n, do you wanna tag along?" he gave you a beaming smile, so how could you say no to his beautifully perfect face.

even though you knew what was gonna happen, you agreed to go.

you all gathered your belongings and followed sap out to the car. you invited karl to sit in the back with you, but he denied and told you he would just sit in the front with sap.

you scoffed lightly, and it seemed no one had heard you, so you continued to make your way into the car.

through the entire car ride you just eyed sapnap and his every move with karl. and wow, you weren't even to quackity's house yet and you were already wanting to scream to your hearts desire. but, you ignored the feeling and just continued to deal with it.

you watched as sapnap reached over and sat his hand on karl's thigh. you didn't really know what to think or feel other than hate, rage, and slight hurt that karl didn't really care or that you knew he didn't like you the same way. or maybe it was the fact that sapnap was literally giving you looks and shooting you smirks every once and a while when he realized that you didn't like how he was acting. he was doing it on fucking purpose.

after the car ride of literal hell you had FINALLY made it to the house, and you were the first to unfasten your seatbelt and get out of the car, pretty pissed off at what you had witnessed.

you were walking down the sidewalk to the door when you heard karl's voice call from behind you.

"y/n! wait up!" he called to you, and you growled.

"NO! why don't you just stay behind with your dumbass little boyfriend?!" you turned and yelled back, throwing your hands up in the air, making a gesture, an overdramatic one at that.

he gave you a confused and slightly hurt look. "what? y/n, i'd rather hang out with you!"

"oh, yeah, sure. whatever you say." you rolled your eyes and turned back around, continuing down the path before you had arrived at the door, ringing the doorbell unhesitantly.

quackity was quick to open the door and his face lit up. "y/n! it's so great to see you again! where's karl and sapnap?" he beamed.

"they're behind me, don't bother trying to hang out with me. i'm clearly not worth any of your guys' time so i'll just be on my way to the guest room." you insulted yourself and pushed him vigorously aside, storming through the living room and down to the hallway, where your room was located.

he watched you with concerned eyes, before he got easily distracted by karl and sapnap. "hey guys! what's up with y/n?"

karl shrugged and flinched slightly when he heard your door slam. "not sure... she's been like that ever since we got in the car."

sapnap just smirked to himself, he knew why you were upset but he didn't bother to say anything.

"hm. oh! i already have everything set up in my room, i was planning on streaming with you guys. is that okay?"

"yeah, of course! y/n should come too!" karl offered.

"nah, she'll be fine. she probably won't even want to join us." sapnap declined and quickly forced them into the room, shutting the door behind them.

but you did. you did want to join them, just to be with your one and only. you wanted to be with karl. but when it came to them, he paid no attention to you whatsoever.

a couple minutes later after laying carelessly on the soft matress in your room, scrolling through your phone, you got a notification from twitch, notifying you that quackity had started streaming.

"PRACTICING FOR MCC WITH KARL AND SAPNAP"

you threw your phone to the side with your left hand, as you covered your eyes with the other. you wanted to cry, you wanted karl to spend time with you. even just look at you for a minute. but no, sapnap and quackity, it was always them.

you wanted karl to be happy and you were okay with him having friends, sure. but he never seemed to care about you.

a low vibrating sound emitted from your phone that now lays beside you, and you rolled over and glanced at who it was.

karl 💕 is calling...

speak of the devil...

don't pick it up, you told yourself. but you needed to hear his voice again, even though it hadn't been that long yet.

so, you picked it up.

"h-hello?" you stuttered becuase of your breath hitching every second from the tears continuously forming in your eyes.

"hey! quackity started streaming, you should come in with us!" he invited. you knew it was torture to be in there with them, so why did you give in so quickly?

"o-okay. i'll be in t-t-there in a sec-cond." you said, wiping the tears away from your face.

"hey, are you okay? you sound like you've been crying..." he asked, clearly concerned from the amount of stuttering in just one sentence.

"what? c-crying? no, no! it's j-just cold in h-here. t-that's all." you lied, not wanting to draw any attention from all of them.

"oh. okay! see you in a minute!" and then he just, hung up. just like that he was distracted again.

after a couple minutes of collecting yourself, you navigated your way to quackity's office and knocked and the door before opening it with a tired look.

"Y/n! come in!" quackity exclaimed and motioned you towards the three of them.

you slowly stepped into the room and quietly closed the door behind you before walking over to them and plopping yourself down on the ground. the chat had started going crazy.

"HIIIIIIII Y/NNNNNNNN!!!!"

"WELCOME TO THE PARTYY"

"hiii weve missed you"

"HOLA Y/N"

also including donations from many of them as well, but you didn't care. in fact, you loved it! all the love and joy sent from them was heartwarming!

"so, everyone, y/n here is gonna join us today as well!" quackity informed and moved out of the way that way everyone could get a better view of you for a couple seconds before repositioning back in the same spot.

the stream had went on for a little over two hours, and the flirting wasn't as bad since they were all distracted with practicing, so it was a pretty good time.

but when the stream had ended...

"so, cutie, have any plans for tonight? wanna go out?" sapnap had said something first, and then quackity.

"hey, let me tag along too, asshole! maybe we could..." the words started to die down in quackity's throat when he realized that karl had gotten the hint.

karl just giggled at the both of them.

god, you were already sick of their stupid flirty shit.

"yeah... i'm up for that... you give good head, karl?" sapnap joked.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" you screamed, and stood up furiously. "DO YOU EVER JUST STOP? LIKE ACTUALLY STOP? YOU SIT THERE AND STARE AT ME ON PURPOSE THAT WAY YOU CAN MAKE ME FEEL SO FUCKING BAD ABOUT MYSELF BECAUSE YOU GUYS GET TO DO SHIT LIKE THIS WITH HIM!" you felt warm tears start streaking down your face as you shook your head at him.

"you're fucking pathetic, sap. always have to feel like your the damn king around here. well, you aren't even close to being one. you're a fucking asshole." you said as you walked towards the door. "oh, and have fun getting home, 'cause i got your keys and i'm taking your car. you can fuck off." you finished before walking out into the living room again, and slamming the door.

"y/n wait!" karl shouted.

"way to go sap. way to fucking go." karl said sternly and followed you outside. but when he got to the door, you were already starting up the car and driving down the road.

"y/n..."

./WHEN YOU GOT HOME\.

when you made it home, you practically busted the door down in a fit of anger, tears still rolling down your puffy, red face. you threw your keys down on the table that sat beside the door as you continued to walk closer to the room that you wanted to lock yourself in so bad. you stumbled around the house as you tried to kick your shoes off your feet, mumbling a thread of curse words under your breath every time you tripped.

after walking around the house like a drunk person, you were finally in your room, locked inside, laying on the carpeted floor as you thought about what had happened just moments ago.

you got a call from karl as you were lolligagging in your happy little fantasy. you groaned, obviously annoyed at this point, but answered the call anyways.

"what." you said flatly. the slightest bit of attitude dripping from your voice.

"what's your problem?" he growled into the phone and you could have sworn you felt yourself just get the slightest bit aroused.

"oh, so now you care?" you shot back. "why aren't you fucking sapnap? you giving good head, karl?" you quoted, screwing sapnap over. but you didn't care.

"oh, baby, you shouldn't go there." he said, in a low, deep voice that you've never heard from him before. but boy, was it an experience.

your eyes widened at the sudden action, your mouth open in an attempt to say something dramatic, just anything to keep yourself away from him. but it was too late, you just couldn't.

"quackity's driving me home, and you're gonna be taught a good lesson, love." you could almost feel the smirk from him easing through the phone.

"b-but we aren't-" you wanted to tell him you weren't a thing, but your mind said no. you've wanted this for a while. a long while.

"we aren't what, love? we aren't together? but does that mean anything to you? no, it doesn't. you wanna know every little thing about what i'm gonna do to you, isn't that right, love?" he teased, and you squeezed your thighs together absent-mindedly.

"y-yes." you answered after a long wave of silence.

"yes. who." he punctuated both words with a stern voice.

"yes daddy."

"good girl." he praised and it was already too much for you. "i'll be there in 10. you gonna be ready for me when i get there?"

"mhm..." you hummed, already too fucked out from just his words.

"good." that was his last word before he hung up on you, your eyes still wide open.

...and that's how you ended up here.

"karl... please. i need you." you pleaded for him to be inside of you but no, he wanted otherwise.

"no. you need to be taught a lesson. bad girls don't get away with bad things, now do they y/n?" he denied and continued to slide his pants and boxers down and off of him in one swift motion.

your eyes widened for what felt like the 100th time tonight at his size. "oh... oh my god, karl." you breathed out in a barely audible whisper.

"what? not what you expected sweetheart?" he smirked at your reaction.

you nodded eagerly, and watched as he walked over to sit down on the bed in front of you.

"now, you're gonna listen to me, okay?"

you nodded once again, you didn't dare to say anything. you usually would have thought that karl is the soft type (which he is most of the time) but you were proved wrong tonight.

you were already stripped down, completely naked in front of him, and it was making you a little nervous but he seemed to admire your body so much that it was hard to ignore. he wouldn't say anything, but he would stare at you longer than he would mean to and would let out soft apologies in case you started to get a little concerned.

"okay, good. and you're completely sure that you're fine with this, love?" he looked at you as he spoke, and his the look in his eyes told you all that you needed to know to answer.

"yes, karl. please just do what you want to me." you consented and he smiled softly. "what do you want karl?" you asked in a whiney voice.

"Show me how good you can make yourself feel by the thought of me." he didn't hesitate to say, which somewhat surprised you. but you did as he said, sliding your hands down your body and resting your hand at your entrance, your eyes hesitantly looking up into his eyes, maintaining eye contact with him as you proceeded to slip two fingers inside yourself.

you broke eye contact when your eyes squeezed shut at the sensation, and you leaned you head back as you let out a shaky moan.

"yeah, like that, baby." he praised, and wrapped his hands around his cock, stroking himself slowly.

you covered your mouth as you started building up the pace with your fingers, your eyes refusing to open. you moaned into your mouth when you heard a low groan from the boy that still sat in front of you. the sound coming from him could have finished you off in seconds, but you weren't giving up yet.

you slid another finger in, earning more praise from him.

"fuck, karl! 'm gonna cum soon." you warned, only to be surprised by what he said after.

"no."

"w-what?" you were shocked, but you were also excited for the next thing.

"you're not finishing without me, love." he protested and smiled weakly at you.

you nodded and slowed down a little that way he could catch up to you.

"daddy..." you breathed, and that was what set him off.

his breathing got heavy and he started stroking himself faster. "fuck! so close..."

you opened your eyes just to see the perfect picture of him, his hair messy and ruffled, sweat dripping down his face, teary eyes, and his chest heaving up and down with every breath.

he caught you eyes staring at him and you silently asked for permission to finish.

"g-go ahead, baby."

and then you were undone.

"karl!" you moaned loudly, not even caring if sap could hear you anymore.

you sat there for a while as you pulled out your fingers. your heart fluttered but also desired for more when his next words came out of his mouth.

"If only you could see how good you look right now."

you looked at him and smiled, repositioning yourself on your knees and crawling over to him to cuddle with him after being completely fucked by his words and your fingers, you didn't even care about the mess you both had made. but once you had went to lay against him, he held you up by the chin gently.

"you thought we were done, baby? just 'cause you look beautiful like this doesn't mean that the lesson is over." he said as he stared at you with even more desire in his pretty eyes. pretty for sure.

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fin. <3

[sexsellz]

★̲ ⤻ 𝒂𝐦𝒆𝐫𝒊𝐜𝒂𝐧 𝐛𝒐𝐲, karl jacobs 。 ᥫ᭡ ‧₊˚

🇫🇷- 𓄹 S͢UMMARY: 𝒙𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

After Karl falls head over heels for a pretty French girl, their meeting during a Mr.Beast challenge turns out to be more than meets the eye.

🎧- 𓄹 W͢ORDCOUNT:

1480

🌠- 𓄹 P͢AIRING(S):

karl x reader

You and Karl had been dreaming about meeting up ever since the two of you had an electric connection on his Love or Host, and with his dear friend Jimmy needing a friend from a foreign country for one of his challenges, the stars had perfectly aligned in favor of you and Karl. Needless to say, France was quite the trip away from where you’d be staying in Los Angeles, but as Karl had reassured you several times, “It won’t be as scary once you get here! :)” So, with your hoards of suitcases packed into an Uber, as well as about a dozen different interpretations of what the so-called ‘Surprise’ Jimmy and Karl had planned for you, you set off for the airport.

Karl had been ever so eager for your arrival ever since the day you’d agreed to do the challenge with him, and though you weren’t supposed to land for nearly 12 hours, he couldn’t contain his excitement any longer- which made him voluntarily spew his emotions on Twitter.

The flight was more or less a full experience in itself, which you were more than grateful for- seeing as your flight had been scheduled to keep you up all night long, this being in hopes of making it to Los Angeles in time for the games, the small amount of sleep you’d managed to get in during the flight was more than well deserved. Just before the plane has landed at LAX, you forced yourself awake just in time to collect your things and prepare for your departure. Prying yourself from the cramped airplane seat, you retrieved your bags from the overhead compartment, pulling your phone from your jeans pocket to check the time. 1 pm, or better known as 4 am in France.

Jet lag had definitely begun to settle into your sleep deprived mind, but luckily with the amount of Starbucks’ lining the airport kiosks, you assured yourself with a few hefty shots of espresso you’d be able to wake yourself right up. You clutched your bag tightly against your chest, as other passengers around you started their departure off the plane. In no way did you plan on fighting through the line of stampeding people for one reason or another. After the last person was clear and out of sight, you lugged your suitcases from on top of you, and onto the walkway as you made your way off the plane as well.

You left the terminal gate that led to your plane, eying the sea of people, some concerningly not wearing masks, looking for the group of boys you’d traveled all the way from France to meet. While doing so, you couldn’t help but overhear the distinct laughter of your sweet boy Karl- which eventually ratted out their direct location out to you. Nowhere near where Jimmy had described them to be, but still, you went to greet them nonetheless. Before Karl had initially noticed your arrival, you locked eyes with Jimmy, who seemed just as excited to behold your presence as the rest of the boys were. Jimmy cleared his throat, gathering Karl’s attention from the bit he and Chandler had gotten themselves into, beholding you, the pretty french girl, to Karl.

When his eyes had finally fixated themselves on you, there was a bright twinkle in his ashy gray eyes, as a sensation of ‘love at first sight’ filled his heart. He stuttered over his words, and even though his mask covered the majority of his face, you could still see the faint blush that flushed across his cheeks. You smiled at him, parting your lips to confidently say, “Bonjour Karl, can I have that hug now?” He nodded, and invited you into his arms. The two of you hugged for a moment, and before he pulled away he said, “Finally good to meet you, pretty french girl.”

It’d been roughly an hour or two since you’d landed in Los Angeles, and while your pure born French heart had dreamt of aimlessly discovering everything that the American streets had to offer, you knew that Jimmy had other plans for how you were going to spend your time. So, while you finished getting ready to appear on Karl’s stream, Jimmy and Chris helped Chandler set up the various amounts of cameras and microphones needed to successfully record the Creator Games. Of course, you were incredibly nervous, but as Karl opened stream labs and the notification had been sent out that he was live, you pushed all your previous fears off your chest, preparing for a fun stream.

Karl greeted his chat, while you Jimmy, Karl and Chandler all piled behind a table where they’d presented a whiteboard with the words ‘Mr.Beasts Creator Games!’ printed in bold lettering. You’d sat yourself next to Karl, pulling a smaller white board from under the table, and writing your and Karl’s name at the very top. Karl took the whiteboard from you, replacing the empty space around your name with hearts. He looked to the camera, happily introducing you, as well as the others, to his viewers.

“Chat, you have absolutely no idea what we’ve got planned today! We’ve got Jimmy, Chandler and the very very lovely Y/n, and,” he paused to turn to Jimmy, and with his permission he finally announced the contest you'd all been competing for. “We’re all gonna answer some questions, and whoever wins in the end gets tons of money!” And with the initial announcement of the game, the pairs had finally been chosen, ending up with you and Karl being the proclaimed ‘OTP’ of the game. Karl’s chat had definitely taken a liking to you, chanting your ship name in chat. TTS spoke making your entire table, except for the two for you, cringe.

karlsimp donated $100: “Hello Karl, I’m here to say you and Y/n are very cute :D. We’re rooting for you!”

𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 —

♡.﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀.♡

The stream had been going for over three hours, segwaying through the various amounts of creators, where Jimmy had asked them the most mind boggling varieties of questions, which ended up leaving the final contestants being your team, versus Dream. Jimmy held the contestant questionnaire card to himself, reading off the following question. “What is the most used word in the English language?” You and Karl looked at each other for a moment, while Dream laughed from across the call. Karl racked his brain for any possible answers he could think of, seeing as you were a native French speaker, you weren’t exactly the most capable of knowing that much about the English language. The word he'd ended up writing down was, “what”, which he secretly knew wasn’t correct, but he just wanted to finish things up in order to get to his special question.

The timer had eventually gone off, and Jimmy raised the question of, “Alright Karl, show us your answer!” to Karl, making him reluctantly slide his board across the table. Jimmy read the word off aloud, chuckling to himself. “And you’re absolutely sure this is your answer?” Karl looked across his shoulder to you, furthering a smile and a thumbs up to be seen, before agreeing to submit his answer. “I’ve got the entire French nation backing me up on this one!” You laughed at his corny joke, as Jimmy announced that indeed Karl’s answer had been wrong. But luckily there was room for redemption, because dreams answer had been wrong as well. But, before the next question had been introduced to the two of you Jimmy paused the games, preparing himself to read off the special question Karl had brought you all the way to LA to ask you.

“Okay now, this is a question specifically for Y/n,” The initial question had definitely piqued your interest, as you nodded along with his words. “Okayyyy,” Karl’s entire face had turned into the deepest shade of red, watching your every move as he continued with the question. “Karl didn’t actually bring you out here just to play the game with us, he was too shy to ask you over the phone, so he got me to do it! He wants to know if you, the one who he has practically fallen in love with ever since you’d been in his Love or Host, would do him the honor of being his girlfriend.” You looked at Karl with a goofed expression, who’d now had just a similarly silly smile planted on his lips. “So, what d’you say?” Once again you laughed, “Me? Falling in love with an American boy? Sure, haha! Why not!”

Needless to say, for the rest of the stream karl had been more than elated, and even if the two of you hadn’t won the 300k dollars- he’d won something much more precious to him, which was being able to call you his.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏!

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[thefanficmonster]

Hello! Could you please write headcanons for both touch-starved Karl Heisenberg and his beloved? Thank you so much!

I am sending you a friendly tight hug!!!

Of course darling! Enjoy 💕

PS: Sending a ton of hugs right back at ya 🤗🤗🤗🤗

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg x Reader (Gender Neutral) [Resident Evil Village]

Warnings: None :)

Genre: FLUFF, Romance

We all know or at least have heard of the five love languages, right?

Well, as disheartening and heartbreaking as it is, Karl has never been acquainted with them

Mostly cause he's never had anyone 'speak' any of these languages to him

That is, until you came along

Thanks to you, he became fluent with all five

But the one that grew a special place in his heart, one he practices the most as well, is physical touch

He’s lacked that greatly in his life

The gentle touch of someone who loves him

The warm embrace of someone who makes him feel safe

A fleeting kiss on the cheek, forehead or at the corners of his lips

It draws him to you like a moth to a flame

With your touch on his skin, especially when coupled with reassuring gentle words, consider him a goner

It helped you realize you aren’t so much more different in comparison 

You find yourself melting in his arms, especially when they wrap around your waist when he sneaks up behind you 

Or when he threads his fingers through your hair

Or tenderly holds your face, causing you to lean your cheek into the palm of his hand

At the end of the day, when you’ve finally managed to drag Karl away from his work and over to bed -

Which isn’t too hard of a task really

All it requires is a caress to his cheek or back and he’ll comply to any request 

- cuddles are mandatory

[noki-is-soup]

karl x short!male!reader x quackity where they are all dating and karl and quackity get jealous and protective? i saw the one you did with wilbur and it was so cute!

This was so cute! I loved this

Looking Out for You

Warning(s): Jealousy

Pairing(s): Quackity x Karl x short!male!Reader

Word Count: 910

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You greeted your two boyfriends with a kiss on the cheek when they walked through the door. They flung themselves into a hug with you, both kissing the top of your head.

“How was y’all’s trips?” You ask, pulling away, but still holding their hands.

Karl and Quackity have both been gone for the past two weeks for different reasons. Quackity wanted to go see his family in Mexico and Karl went to VidCon in California.

“My mom still wants to meet you, mi amor~” Q teases, swinging your arm back and forth.

“Yeah! VidCon would have been so much more fun with you there!” Karl pouted.

“You both know I couldn’t take time off work,” you whined back, looking up at them.

“We know.” Quackity dropped each of your hands, pulling his hoodie off. “I’m going to take a shower. I feel gross.”

Before he leaves, you stand on your toes and give him a kiss. He smiles and kisses back, hands finding your waist. He pulled back, walking off towards the bathroom.

You looked back towards Karl, reaching out for his hand again. He doesn’t take yours, instead leaning down and tapping your thighs, telling you to jump. You leap into his arms, connecting your lips together. You kept your hands on the back of his neck while he kept his under your thighs.

“Oh, uh- Was I not supposed to come in yet?” You look towards the door to see Sapnap standing in the doorframe, face red with embarrassment.

You squirmed in Karl’s arms to be let down to greet Sapnap, which he allowed instantly.

You hugged him as soon as you could, grinning widely. This was the first time you ever met up with him in person, because every time he met up with Karl you were either too busy or weren’t even dating him yet. He hugged back, holding you tight.

“Dating Karl and Quackity duo finally met up! Dude, if we told the internet, they would freak out!” You laughed, smiling widely. He pulled away and smiled. You walk towards the living room and sit down, Karl and Sapnap sitting on each side of you.

As you talked, Karl needed to change into more lounge clothes, leaving you and Sapnap on the couch.

As you and Sapnap talked, he grabbed his backpack and pulled out a binder with around one hundred Pokémon cards in it. You gasp and hold out your hands to see it. He grins and hands it over, watching as you flip through with interest.

“Dude, you didn’t tell me you had a Leafion GX?” You hit his shoulder, moving closer to him so he can see what you’re looking at easier.

“Sorry! I didn’t know you would care!” He continued to grin, adjusting his hair underneath his hat. Without warning, you grabbed the hat off his head and held it away from him, making sure he couldn’t grab it. “You bitch-“

“What are you gonna do?” You throw it across the room, making him go after it.

“I hate you,” he muttered, pushing you to the side so he could go grab his hat.

Karl and Quackity watched this whole interaction from the door frame with slightly parted lips, jealousy running through the both of them. Karl reached for his hand, squeezing it hard.

“So…” Quackity whispers in his ear, questioning in his voice.

“Why do I hate watching this? He’s having fun, so is Sapnap?” Why does this hurt?” He didn’t break eye contact with the two, hurt clear in his eyes.

“They wouldn’t… right?” Quackity trailed off mid-sentence, pushing his beanie over his eyes for a sense of comfort.

“No, I don’t think so. They’re loyal, I’m sure of it.” Karl pulled him towards the two of you, pulling up down where you were sitting on Karl’s lap. “Hi, baby”

“Hi, babe. What’s up?” You look at him and kiss his nose, looking back towards the Pokémon cards. Karl didn’t like that very much, acting like he was just moving your hood on your hoodie so he could hide his face in your neck, but then started sucking a mark into your neck.

You tried to hide your reaction, cheeks turning pink.

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“Karl? Quackity? Can I talk to you for a second?” You say after dinner, grabbing both of their hands and pulling them towards your shared bedrooms. “What the fuck are you guys doing?”

Through the last few hours, they had not let you go or get anywhere near Sapnap, and to be honest, it was pissing you off.

“You want us gone so you can fucking make out with him, huh?” Quackity snapped back. You were taken aback, shocked that they would even think of that.

“You both think I’m a whore and can’t keep loyal to my boyfriends?” You shout back, feeling slightly bad when Quackity pushed his beanie farther onto his head.

“That’s not the reason! We were just worried! We didn’t want to lose our boyfriend!” Karl yelled back, anger rising.

“Loves, I wouldn’t break up with you over him, okay? He’s just a friend, you know this.” You kiss both of them slowly, running your hand through the little bit of hair that Quackity had sticking out of his beanie.

“Promise?” Quackity muttered, looking down at his hands.

“I promise. Want to go back out now?” You grab their upper arms and bring them back to the couch, sitting in between them.

[sunshine-on-marz]

you mentioned you like the frenemies to lovers trope so maybe you could write that trope with karl? headcanons or a story!

AHHHH FINALLY A KARL ASK!!! He isn’t my fav but I’m always excited to try out writing a new Cc!

CW:bar(no drinking, just at a bar)

You and Karl had never really hated each other

But you where friends with sapnap so the two of you would ‘fight over’ him on stream

And then you both didn’t talk one-on-one much off screen

That was until now

The both of you just kind of started talking more

And then you realized you may have had a little crush on him

So you obviously told Sapnap

Little did you know Karl had told Sap about his crush on you the day prior

Sap knew you where t going to make a move so he convinced Karl to go out to a bar the three of you.

When the three of you got to ye bar you kind of started flirting with Karl

It was just friendly banter but both of you wanted it to be more

“Hey Karl, has anyone ever told you that you’re really fuckin cute”

“Hey Y/N has anyone ever told you that you look really fuckin kissable”

You where flustered to all hell but snapped out of your trance when he started to lean in

You moved towers him and kissed him

The two of you stood like that for a moment before pulling apart

“I liked that”

“I like you”

You smiled and grabbed his hand before leaning in again

He pushed his barstool next to yours and you two held hands all night

HOPE YOU LIKEDDDD

[n0l4nfiction]

Hi!! Can I please request a romantic matchup?

I'm pretty average when it comes to things like height and weight, I have curly honey brown hair and brown eyes. I have so many freckles and I wear glasses cause I'm super blind. 

My sense of style is all over the place when it comes to everything. My room is an eclectic mess of old car parts, huge bookshelves stuffed to the brim with books, antiques that I've collected, random paintings I've done, and I think the rest of my style is very similar. I find a way to make a cute outfit out of anything. 

I'm asexual and biromantic. I’m an August Virgo. I love artsy things like cosplaying, crafting, and painting, and I love to sing and dance. I'm extroverted but still quite shy. I love music, recently I've been into kpop. I'm really sensitive when it comes to tv, I cry over every movie. 

I am a very caring person, although I have a tendency to like being babied, as I am the youngest of my friends. I am also really clingy and I have a lot of love to give. Very much a cuddle bug. One of my favorite ways to show love is acts of service, I love helping bandage people up if they are hurt, or cooking them a meal. I'm also big on pda and physical touch.

I think that's all I got! anyways thank you so much!!

hello!! i ship u with karl :)

if you didn’t already know this, karl cries over high school the musical the series (it’s one of those anyway) so i can just see y’all crying over movies hysterically holding eachother sobbing LMFAO

karl would also like rlly rlly want to paint w/ u but he’s too scared to ask 🥹🥹

matching cosplays with karl >>>

loves your sense of style, like hello?????

will take your glasses and put them on his face and then just hop around with them on xD it’s so fckin adORABLEEE

[helloclouita]

CatBoy! Karl Jacobs

A/N: hi guys! I know I haven't done Mcyt Oneshot,Head canons ect. Is because I have been busy with Stuff in Real life and I'm really sorry for that! Anyways, Enjoy.

Your Life has been pretty good since you moved out of (C/N) = Country City to Live in North Carolina to start your Life there when many things had happened in your past in (C/N) and you wanted to forget everything and just Start over.

You moved into your New Apartment that had a Nice view of the Outside.

And you work for your Friend Mr. Beast, for being his Personal Camera Girl/Boy while being in your Coursed College.

..

It was a Long Day of School and Work but you managed to finish it and took your Car to drive to your Apartment.

After parking your Car you opened, you got out of your Car with your Stuff and (F/F) = Favorite Food since you didn't want to cook that Night.

As you walked pass the Entrance of the Building you noticed a Box that was half opened with something inside that was making the Box move.

You were curious enough to find out what it was so you walked up to it and peeked through it. There you saw a Cat with Brown Fur and with the Most beautiful Gray eyes.

"Oh my God" you squealed as you held it up to your hands. Wait what's its gender?

You thought a looked to its bottom. Oh it's a He

You decided to keep it since you were actually lonely at your Apartment living by your own and wanted Company.

And that's how it started, where you adopted a Cat and now you guys are close than ever! And for the following Months of having him with you, you Named him Karl.

Today was like no other when you caught your Boyfriend cheating on you with your so called BEST FRIEND.

"-Never talk to me again!" You screamed while you closed your Car's window and drove off to the Rode.

Arriving at your Apartment you quickly took the Stairs cause you didn't want people to see you crying.

You opened your Door to see Karl already waiting for you by the Door.

"Oh Karl, baby" you sobbed and carried him over to your Bed. With him Cradiling on your Arms.

Minutes later of Sobbing your Heart out and Venting to Karl you finally fell asleep snoring.

Karl's body soon became Human and he went over to touch your Cheek with his Hand.

"I know I could treat you better.. Better than he can" He said giving you a kiss on your Lips and cuddled with you in Bed.

[rosestarlightkatarina]

[ilovedonnabeneviento]

Heisenberg dgaf

[ladybathoryy]

Y/n: For self defense reasons, I'm going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely.

Y/n: If you don't want to die, give me all your money!

Karl:Bold of you to assume I have money.

Donna:Bold of you to assume I don't want to die.

Alcina:Bold of you to assume I can die.

Moreau:wait,what were we doing???

[amor-brooklynn]

*^ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞... ^* 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐬

𝐜𝐰: 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐢 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬), 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞!), 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚), 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝! <𝟑

this was super rushed since i have a ton of homework but this was a great request so i just had to do it as soon as i could ToT

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(this was requested from anon <3) this is not proofread, so tell me if i need to fix something! :]

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sub!karl jacobs x dom!fem!reader

(im sorry i keep doing fem!reader i just dont have experience with males since im female :')

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it had been two long weeks with your new stepbro, in who you thought was a big baby. but damn, was he cute.

yeah, in your defense, he could be a bit childish...and really innocent too... but there was something about him that just pushed you to so close to the edge to ruining him completely. oh the fantasies you had.

tonight was a normal night for your family, your parents being out of the house for who-knows-what, and you and karl just chilling in your rooms all day until dinner. you guys would often end up hanging out in karl's room and watching movies, talking about school and friends, parties, and just life in general for you two. sometimes you would share small, cute intimate moments together, like soft kisses and cuddles on the couch when your parents weren't home.

you would like to make dirty jokes to karl, as you found it amusing to see him try to understand what you meant by them. but you being the little horny, needy human you are, you wanted him. and you wanted him NOW.

like said earlier, your parents weren't home, so you and karl agreed to watch a movie. a movie that you were choosing. and being the little devil you are, you decided to turn on a romantic but spicy movie. well, to... you know... "set the mood."

so, when you sat down next to karl on the fuzzy, soft couch, you had already had the movie ready on the TV.

"so, what's this?" he asked, not moving his eyes away from the TV, but slightly tilting his head towards you.

"a movie. duh." you replied, while grabbing the remote and pressing play.

the first couple minutes were fine, no weird sex scenes and naked women, but you were getting impatient.

"lame." the one word was stretched out as you reached over in front of you to retrieve the remote, forwarding the movie to the 'best' parts.

"what the- why is she screaming? is he hurting her?" karl asked innocently, clearly not knowing what was going on. he was too innocent for his own good.

was too innocent.

"no, karl. he's making her feel good." you answered smuggly and chuckled.

"but she's screaming." he argued back and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"she's screaming out of pleasure." you answered unhesitantly, trying to help him get the hint. does he even know what sex is?

"pleasure??"

you took a minute to contemplate your next move. that's when you had an idea.

"do you want me to show you?" you asked, and turned to look at him, his confused gaze on the movie quickly turned to look back at you.

"show me..? show me what?" he asked and tilted his head slightly.

"show you what i mean by pleasure." you replied as you smirked and stood up.

"um... okay. but i dont know if i trust you." he joked and stood up with you. you reached down and grabbed his hand, pulling him to your room.

once you arrived, you gripped the door handle and pulled the door open, leading karl inside.

you pointed at your light purple bed, that you could have sworn had a light lavender smell, and said, "lay down, okay? i'll be ready in a minute."

you realized that he was extremely tense and nervous. so, you knew it would be better if you took it slow on him first. you heard the soft squeak of your bed when karl laid down, and you turned aroundto face him, slowly taking off your hoodie in the process.

"w-what are you doing?! you c-cant just change in front of me!" karl's face was blanketed in a crimson red, and he covered his face with his hands, turning away quickly.

you giggled at his reaction and walked over to him at the edge of the bed.

"karl, its okay. this is a part of it." you reassured him and tugged off your shorts, now exposed to him with your black lace bra and panties.

he slowly raised his hands off his face and glanced at your body.

"i-i dont see where this is going, y/n..." he stuttered and moved to where he was sitting up instead.

"trust me, you'll see where it goes soon." you whispered lowly, and bent down, slipping your hands into the waistband of his sweatpants, and slowly pulling them down and off his legs.

he didn't say anything out of embarrassment, he just watched you.

you stood back up once more, and instead tugged off his shirt over his head, and it seemed as if he was getting more comfortable.

"is this part of it..? i mean, it just seems a little- well you know- weird because we're technically sibling and we shouldn't be changing in front of each other- a-and i just, i cant just look at women's bodi-" he kept rambling, so you simply shut him up by pulling him into a rough and desperate kiss.

he whimpered softly into the kiss and when you pulled away, he was as stiff as a board.

"w-why did you just-" he cut himself off and made eye contact with you.

you smirked slyly, "we're just getting started."

.

.

.

you were finally stripped down and exposed to each other, and you were positioned on top of karl, making sure that he was absolutely positive he was comfortable.

"karl, be honest with me, are you 100% positive you're not feeling uncomfortable right now?" you asked and caressed his cheek softly.

he nodded and squeezed his eyes shut, prepared for what's about to happen.

you smiled and went down to position his cock at your entrance, before barely sliding the tip in. he whimpered and gripped the bed sheets, he was nervous you could tell.

"hey, it's okay. you're gonna do good for me, baby." you reassured and left a light peck on his lips.

he inhaled sharply and nodded, "i-i'm ready."

you smiled again and this time took in all of his length. he was definitely just a little bit above average, which was enough for you.

he let a breathy moan out and whispered your name, too.

"can i move?" you asked and leaned down to where your head was in the crook of his neck.

"yes- please yes." he said and wiggled a little bit under you out of impatience and excitement.

you started to move your hips up and down on his length, constantly praising him about how good he was doing for you, and how amazing he looked beneath you.

after a couple minutes or so, you started to pick up the pace, skin slapping loudly, and you and karl moaning each other's name over and over again.

"so good for me karl. so so good, behaving like a good boy, hm?" you cooed and left little bite marks on his neck.

"i-i'm a good boy! just for you, m-mommy..." the last word started to die in his throat when he realized what he had said. "w-wait, im so sorry- i really d-didn't mean to, it just kind of came out- i-im sorry, i-it wont happen again!" he apologized and tears started to fall from his eyes from shame and embarrassment.

you slowed down your movements and rested your hand on his cheek. "hey, hey! it's fine, baby. i like that. you should call me that more often actually." you comforted him, and smirked. "i like that name."

you wiped the tears gently from his face and asked, "do you wanna keep going?"

"yes, please. i-im sorry for-"

you lifted your index finger up to his mouth, "you have nothing to be sorry for, love. it's okay." you said and continued moving on him.

your pace quickened rapidly, and you could tell he was close, but he had no idea what was happening, so he didn't know what to say.

"wait wait wait! please stop- please." he begged and you stopped your motions.

"what's wrong..? did i do something?" you asked out of pure concern and he shook his head rather quickly.

"no! i just- i-i dont know. i get this weird feeling and i dont know what it is i- i'm just scared." he answered truthfully and you knew what he meant.

it was awkward to say, but you had to explain it to him one way or another so... "it's called an orgasm, karl."

"what..?"

"it's something that happens when you reach the height of a sexual arousal... um.. and it's also called cumming." you said, looking away out of awkwardness and embarrassment.

he realized you were embarrassed and felt ashamed for asking you a 'dumb' question. but it really wasn't his fault. "i-im sorry mommy... i shouldn't have said anything."

you looked back at him and shook your head, along with a slight giggle. "it's alright, karl. stop saying sorry so much. it's not your fault you didn't know." you reassured and moved just a slight bit on him.

"k-keep going... please." he begged and thrusted his hips up into you a bit, earning a gasp from you.

you threw your head back and sighed in pleasure, bouncing on him once more as he started to thrust his hips along with you.

he raised up his hands and gripped your waist pulling you up and down, not forcefully, but gently, making sure that you both were comfortable.

you were surprised by his actions but also quite prideful.

"f-fuck... karl, gonna cum." you warned and your bounces started to get more rough, same with his thrusts.

"m-mhm! c-can i cum with you, m-mommy?" he moaned out and you glanced down at his teary and desperate eyes and smiled.

"go ahead, baby."

and just like that, he was moaning out your name, thrusting into you one last time before you gently but swiftly got off to get a towel from the bathroom that was located in the corner of your room.

once you had gotten back, he was pretty much already passed out, you could see that he was struggling to keep his eyes open.

"i'm gonna clean you up, okay?"

he nodded lazily and leaned his head back against the pillow, as you cleaned him off from his hips down to his thighs, and then pulling up boxers back up on to him. you gave yourself the same treatment.

after you both were cleaned up, including your bed, you climbed over him and laid beside him, cuddling him from behind. you loved this feeling, being able to know that your cuddling him like there is no tomorrow and also knowing that you have achieved what you aimed for the most:

consuming him and corrupting him whole.

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1,785 words/9,571 characters.

this one was extremely rushed and kind of lazy. im sorry ive just had no motivation recently and work and school suck rn :') but i did try so i hope this is what you were looking for lol. have a great day/night and be you! <3

[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.

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Twenty-Nine: Karl Heisenberg + BreathPlay

You were constantly reaching out for Karl's hand. Enjoying the rough feeling of his cussed-covered fingers against your much softer hands.

Karl didn't seem to mind either after the initial shock that someone was touching him. Wantingly touching. You walked hand in hand to meet with the family and sat side by side. Pressed into his side, but continuously your fingers were interlocked.

Hand in hand when you walked around in town, and as much as Karl hated the idea of being around less intelligent people than him. He allowed you to drag him down to the middle of town and walk around the shops before returning to the factory after a long day out.

That was not the only time you wished that you could hold his touch. You yearned for a hand to run smoothly down your back and sometimes rest at the bottom of your spine. You longed for the soft touch of his rough hand.

You are the exact opposite of Karl. You yearn for the touch of another, and Karl yearns to not be touched. Karl is okay with his lonely life before you came along, and he's just as content with living it how it is now.

Yes, you are confused because when you look at Karl, you don't see just a friend, someone to talk to when the nights are quiet, and the factory is slow. No, Karl is something else for you. A bright light at the end of the tunnel. He's what you yearn for.

So when the touch you yearn for splits and turns into a need that you have to fill, something twists within your mind. You start to stare off more. Staring at Karl's hands as he works on bits of metal together, or how he tightness things together on a soldat.

The one that as you biting your tongue and squeezing your thigh together is when his hands stretch out, his metal hammer flying into his hand. It's attractive all on its own. The bludge of his veins, the girth of his fingers, it all has you in a haze.

"Y/n? Are you even paying attention to what I'm talking about?" Karl's booming voice pulls you from your naughty thoughts of his hands. "Huh." You say a bit too loud, and he rolls his eyes, "Earth to Y/n, what's got you being a space cadet today?" He asks, intrigued by your glazed-over eyes and gap mouth.

Karl has never seen you like this, and he's seen you in many ways. Blood smeared across your cheeks. A mixture of your own and others, your shirt half tore due to lycans desperately in need of stitches. Bare skin that makes his heart race every time he catches a glimpse. Y/n had been off, and Karl had taken notice. Take notice of how your gaze drifted from his face, down his arms, and then finally landed on his hands.

"I'm just… it's all fine." You say to Karl, trying to push away the fact that you not only got caught but also have no idea you were spacing out. His stare is deathly; you're an open book for him to read as much as he likes.

"No… I don't believe you. I think you were off dreaming…" You shake your head, trying to push him away from the right path he's already on. "Don't shake your head at me now, buttercup. Better if you just fess up to what you were thinkin' about." You feel like a deer in headlights. Wide-eyed and easily scared off.

The silence is unsettling, "Oh, buttercup, you want me to guess instead." Smirking up a storm, you think that's rather a good idea, and then it's a bad idea. But there's nothing else you can do. If you say the words, then it's all too real, but if he guesses it, then it means Karl already knows.

"I think…" He says, getting up from the side of the table, heavy boots on the ground beneath you. "you have been very naughty…" With each punch of the words that fall from his mouth, his hands graze up your back like you've always wished for. "thinkin' about me, and my hands." You breathe in quickly. If it's due to his touch or his words, you'll never know.

"I bet you've thought up a bunch of dirty things." He whispers into your ear. His voice was rough and scratchy. "I bet you would love it if I just wrapped my hand around your throat and kept you right on the edge all night long." You moan as you feel his hand reach the base of the back of your neck. "Let me just sink my fat cock into your tight pussy, hmm, squeeze your throat so you stars." You whimper as you clench your thighs tightly, willing the ache to go away.

Then just like that, Karl is gone, walking back over to his side of the table. You're left like a puppy following its owner. Shock is written all over your face. "Oh, what do you want more buttercup." He mutters as he walks off and towards the direction of the bedroom.

You follow like a lovesick puppy would.

Completed on: 08/20/23

Posted on: 10/28/23

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[n0l4nfiction]

hihihi!!! :D I noticed your writing, and I adore it alot, so I wanted to do a request!! <33

-I am a Trans ftm, with some extra gay on the side :]

— I have long, wavy black hair that has somepink in it, dark, almost black,brown eyes. Sadly, i’m only 5’2, and i’m on the chubbier side :’] (still proud of myself,, sometimes,, 😭👍) I am a aisan, born in india! I have tan skin so it makes me look Hawaiian LOL

— I speak another language thats called Tibetan! (Most aren’t even aware of it’s existence, so it’s fun to confuse people when I speak in it)

— homies if i get a comment on my height i can, will and won’t hesitate to pounce on you like a feral chihuahua <3

— For my personality, I’m a VERY chaotic person (Basically a full time Anarchist and Arsonist <3 ) , but I have my moments where I can be serious! But besides that people tell me I’m a chill guy! :D

— I adore bugs , reptiles and birds. Got a spider ? I gotchu broski

— honestly, not much else besides the fact I climb stuff alot 💀 that i have random bursts of energy, (like now as I’m typing this…) and I stay up really late and wake up early 😭

Thank you for being a amazing writer, have a wonderful day/night!! <33

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hey heyy crow!! i ship u with karl :)

he thinks it’s confusing asf when you speak tibetan and will beg you to teach him it, and when y’all are in public he’ll make sly comments towards you that no one understands except you two 😭

have a random burst of energy at 4am? don’t worry he’ll come over with food so y’all can go feral around the house

cuddles with karl(??!!!) >>>>

will stay up late with you and wake up even earlier to make breakfast :)

[ctitan98official]

Heisenberg and Y/N are shit heads

This just fits everybody’s energy in my opinion XD

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