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hearts4court · 7 months

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Kinktober!🎃🦇

A/N: I’m really excited to do this. all of these will be blurbs!! they will be a little short, since school takes up most of my time my posts will either be posted late in the day OR the day after. they will be late, a lot of them. This can be found on my masterlist, or navi. <3 I was originally supposed to do three days for each other the people i write for… but i lost motivation for some of them, so now it’s just who i feel like writing for.

can y’all tell what my fav kink is?

Main Masterlist!

WEEK ONE:

Sun, Oct. 1st: Praise!Kink with Regulus Black.

Dom!Regulus Black X afab!reader.

Mon, Oct. 2nd: Choking!Kink with Regulus Black.

Dom!Regulus Black X afab!reader.

Tue, Oct. 3rd: Degradation!Kink with Regulus Black

Dom!Regulus Black X Fem!reader.

Wed, Oct. 4th: Voice!kink with Sirius Black.

Dom!Sirius Black X afab!reader.

Thurs, Oct. 5th: Breeding!kink with Sirius Black.

Dom!Sirius Black X fem!reader.

Fri, Oct. 6th: Overstimulation with Sirius Black.

Dom!Sirius Black X fem!reader.

Sat, Oct. 7th: Praise!kink with James Potter.

Sub!James Potter X afab!reader.

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WEEK TWO:

Sun, Oct. 8th: Size!kink with James Potter.

Dom!James Potter X afab!reader

Mon, Oct. 9th: Bondage!kink with James Potter.

Dom!James Potter X fem!reader.

Tue, Oct. 10th: Breeding!kink with Remus Lupin.

Dom!Remus Lupin X fem!reader.

Wed, Oct. 11th: Praise!kink with Prof!Remus Lupin.

Dom!Prof!Remus Lupin X Fem!reader.

Thurs, Oct. 12th: Rough!sex with Remus Lupin.

Dom!Remus Lupin X afab!reader.

Fri, Oct. 13th: Hair pulling!kink with Dream.

Dom!Dreamwastaken X Fem!reader.

Sat, Oct. 14th: Hate Sex with Dream.

Dom!Dreamwastaken X afab!reader.

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WEEK THREE:

Sun, Oct. 15th: Innocence!kink with Dream.

Dom!Dreamwastaken x virgin!fem!reader.

Mon, Oct. 16th: Breeding!kink with Sapnap.

Dom!Sapnap X fem!reader.

Tue, Oct. 17th: Soft!sex with Sapnap.

Dom!Sapnap X afab!reader.

Wed, Oct: 18th: Cockwarming with Sapnap.

Dom!Sapnap X fem!reader

Thurs, Oct. 19th: Knife!play with Chucky.

Dom!Charles Lee Ray X Fem!reader.

Fri, Oct. 20th: Praise!kink with Chucky.

Dom!Charles Lee Ray X fem!reader.

Sat, Oct. 21st: Blow and smoke with Chucky.

Dom!Charles Lee Ray X bitchy!afab!reader.

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WEEK FOUR:

Sun, Oct. 22nd: Bondage!kink with Charlie.

Dom!Charlie X afab!reader.

Mon, Oct. 23rd: Being needy for Charlie.

Dom!Charlie X fem!reader.

Tue, Oct. 24th: Praise!Kink with Charlie.

Dom!Charlie X afab!reader.

Wed, Oct. 25th: Breeding!kink with Schlatt.

Dom!husband!Schlatt X fem!wife!reader.

Thurs, Oct. 26th: Teasing with Schlatt.

Dom!Schlatt X sassy!afab!reader.

Fri, Oct. 27th: Somnophilia with Schlatt.

Dom!Schlatt X fem!reader.

Sat, Oct. 28th: Praise!kink with Tiffany Valentine.

Dom!Tiffany Valentine X Fem!reader.

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LAST THREE DAYS:

Sun, Oct. 29th: Dacryphilia with Tiffany Valentine.

Dom!Tiffany Valentine X afab!reader.

Mon, Oct. 30th: Bondage!kink with Tiffany Valentine.

Dom!Tiffany Valentine X fem!reader.

Tue, Oct. 31st: Thigh!kink with Billy Hargrove.

Dom!Billy Hargrove X Fem!plus size!reader.

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

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blakeswritingimagines · 1 year

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First date

Dream: He would want to go to the aquarium first. Looking at all the different varieties of beautiful vibrant fish is sure to get anybody going. After you get out of the aquarium you both then will go to the bowling alley and have a competitive game or two. He'll want to win no matter what. After a very fun-filled and competitive game of bowling, he will take you back to his home and he will order your favorite food to eat a meal together. And after that, you both can have a romantic movie night.

Sapnap: He would like a dinner on the beach and a long conversation that would last until the sun's first rays just having a good time together as time seemed to pass by without either of you noticing. A conversation about yourselves, and everything else.

George: On a first date he would want a nice lunch at a cafe, and afterward, you both could take a walk talking about whatever first came to your minds and if it's warm outside you could go to a nice park if it's winter outside, and at the end of the day, you could either end the day on a bench and look at stars while you eat ice cream.

Wilbur: He'd wanna go to the movies, and watch a movie then afterward go out to dinner and just talk and talk, you both share things about each other and just have fun. And you could go back to one of your places after, and just talk and talk all night until it'll like 1 am. Then you might have your first kiss together and just cuddle and fall asleep.

Fundy: A date to an amusement park. He enjoys thrill and excitement, so being able to ride a roller coaster and play at a game booth or carnival is his definition of a perfect date. He also enjoys having a chance to be creative during dates, so getting an opportunity to be artsy with someone would be amazing too.

Karl: A candlelight dinner, then a nice walk in the park where you both talk to each other for hours, and eventually the conversation will lead to stargazing where you have a deep conversation about life whilst looking at the stars. This night will be so lovely and magical that you'll just have to see each other every day from now on until the end of time.

Eret: You both would go to a nice park, maybe pick some roses and lay down a blanket. Get to know each other, he would bring some food for you both and eat lunch with you. Maybe later go out bowling and have a nice time.

Foolish: So first you both would go to his favorite restaurant and eat a good meal together while talking and getting to know more about the other. Then he would want to go and have a night walk to the park and just hold hands and talk for hours. Then he could take you back to his home and watch movies or play Minecraft or he teaches you how to play until you both fall asleep.

Niki: She would love to go to a picnic with someone, she absolutely adores picnics. She'd love it if the picnic was near a lake and She'd love to go stargazing with you. You both could stay there for hours upon hours, just talking or just being quiet and looking out into the lake, she really loves it when the moonlight hits the water, you can tell it's very beautiful and it would make for wonderful memories

#dreamwastaken x reader #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #wilbur x reader #fundy x reader #karl jacobs x reader #eret x reader #foolish x reader #niki x reader #dsmp x you #dsmp headcanon #dsmp x reader #dsmp #dream smp

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simply-smitten · 1 month

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Smitten Master Post!

About me - my socials - my fics

About me~

She/her pronouns

26 with a bachelor’s degree in psychology and a master’s degree in social work

Mcyt is my first/only fandom

I primarily write DNF and Karlnap, but I do have a few multiship thread fics on my 18+ NSFW twitter :)

My boundaries: do not interact with my NSFW content if you’re a minor, do not supply my NSFW content to minors, and do not repost my work whatsoever (only exception is to translate it, but please contact me first to get permission)

My socials~

Ao3: simplysmitten

Main twitter: simplysmitten_

Alt twitter: simplysosmitten

NSFW twitter: simplysmutten (must be 18+ with your age in your bio)

Wattpad: simplysmitten

Curiouscat: simplysmutten

My fics~

Thread fics - Separated by ship (dnf, karlnap, snf, dnn, dnkn), NSFW threads have a warning in red and are posted to my 18+ twitter (simplysmutten), SFW threads that were turned into chapters of “Between Friends” have the Ao3 and Wattpad links, and NSFW threads that were turned into works for my “Beyond Friends” series have the Ao3 link.

Karlnap fics~

Because You Are Love (rated T, 140k, 61/61 chapters)

Summary: Sapnap grew up in Texas, a state where being gay just wasn't something you were allowed to talk about- so he didn't. He never came out to his family and even when he made new friends who loved him unconditionally, he still couldn't bring himself to come out. Staying in the closet never felt like a problem once he moved to Florida with Dream, well, until a video collaboration introduced him to a boy that made him question if he could keep hiding. Now, Sapnap has to return to Texas for the first time since his move to Florida for his step-sister's birthday. What's waiting for him when he arrives is going to make keeping his sexuality a secret from his family that much harder.

(i’m worried) it will always be you (rated E, 120k, 20/20 chapters)

Summary: College AU. Sapnap, a notoriously sullen computer science major, is attending North Carolina State University, along with his roommate and long-time internet friend, Dream. While Dream has been pining over the pretty British boy in a couple of his classes, Sapnap finds himself having a much harder time avoiding a certain gray-eyed ray of sunshine.

*Story is not told chronologically. Chapters will vary from Freshman year (2015-2016 school year) to Senior year (2018-2019 school year). Chapters will be dated at the top to avoid confusion. Also, for reference, 'present day' is spring semester of senior year.*

Your Telephone Calls are my Favorite Place (rated T, 100k, 62/62 chapters)

Summary: Karl is finding it more and more difficult to hide his feelings for his best friend, Sapnap. He's willing to risk it all for his chance at love, but does he really understanding just how much he's risking?

DNF fics~

Please Let Me Go (rated M, 75k, 14/14 chapters)

Summary: Dream finds himself in an introverts worst nightmare when Sapnap convinces him to host seven of their close friends for Sapnap's 21st birthday. The only thing holding Dream together was knowing he could finally meet his best friend, George, in person. However, the person who stepped off the plane felt like a complete stranger to Dream- an unrecognizable personality inhabiting the body of the person he thought he knew better than anyone in this world. Years of online friendship had built up this moment for him, only to come crashing down when George wasn't the man he thought he was.

Between Friends (rated T, 110k and counting, oneshot collection)

Summary: A collection of fluffy DNF oneshots. Each chapter is its own completed story (aside from ‘Halloween-Thanksgiving-Christmas’ and ‘Homesick-London-Cafe’). Most oneshots are canon adjacent, and so far two are AUs. Primarily takes place around the time of the meet-up.

All paths lead to you (rated T, 30k, oneshot)

Summary: When George is stressed, he has nightmares, and when George has nightmares, he sleepwalks. In a subconscious search for relief, George sleepwalks to the safest place he can find- Dream's room. Dream finds out more than he bargained for when trying to decode George's nonsensical sleep-talking, but he struggles to make conscious-George as comforted by his presence as unconscious-George.

‘Idiot’ means ‘I love you’ in Floridian (rated T, 20k, oneshot)

Summary: Model-George x bodyguard-Dream AU. George has been working as a model for a few years now. His father, a higher up in the English government, insists that George has a bodyguard with him at all times. As an act of defiance, George makes a point to sneak away from his bodyguards to prove to his father they're useless and he doesn't need one. Desperate to find a bodyguard that can actually keep track of his son, George's father hires a bodyguard from a different background- a masked man named Dream. For once, George isn't so eager to get this bodyguard fired.

The Colors We Don’t See (rated T, 7k, oneshot)

Summary: Soulmate AU. Soulmates are predetermined, but that never held Dream back from loving George. When George is finally able to move to Florida, the first thing Dream notices is the way his laugh bounces more clearly than ever before. The second thing he notices is the bright yellow aura surrounding him, like George had stolen the sun out of the sky and placed it in his heart instead. George is his soulmate, that much is clear, but trouble arises when George can't see Dream's aura in return.

Live, Laugh, (Blood)Lust (rated T, 6k, oneshot)

Summary: Vampire-George x wizard-Dream AU. George doesn’t believe bloodlust is real, so Dream offers to put a love spell on him to prove him wrong… but he’s not the best wizardry student.

The Remedy to Everything (rated E, 170k and counting, 38/50 chapters)

Summary: After nearly a year of waiting for his visa, George is finally allowed to go home. Home, meaning a house in Florida that was already inhabited by his two best friends, Dream and Sapnap. Being an omega, George feared what trouble moving in with two alphas could potentially create. He never expected that trouble would come in the form of soft curls and green eyes, sparking something irreversible inside himself.

*uploads are every Monday and Thursday :)*

First Love / Late Fall (rated E, 13k, 3/3 chapters)

Summary: George has been going down a dark path for a while, carelessly using people in order to satisfy selfish needs. He hides who he is from his friends who only know him via the internet. This double life becomes a lot more challenging when someone shows up on his doorstep in the middle of the night. Could this be the event that triggers George to change?

It Takes Two to Edge (rated E, 7k, oneshot, part 1 of Beyond Friends)

Summary: Dream and George are in a fwb (... plus feelings) type of situation. After their edging session gets interrupted, George rewards Dream with the promise of fulfilling his breeding kink for the first time.

my honey, my moon (rated E, 20k, oneshot, part 2 of Beyond Friends)

Summary: Dream and George go on fake honeymoons, indulging each other in everything they miss about relationships. Then things change when Dream actually gets a girlfriend.

bet your ass i’m right (rated E, 12k, oneshot, part 3 of Beyond Friends)

Summary: Dream and George like to make bets, even over the dumbest of things. The stakes get higher when they start to wager sexual favors.

More Convenient (An Arrangement of Sorts) (rated E, 8k, oneshot, part 4 of Beyond Friends)

Summary: Dream can't get off without having a partner to please, but luckily for him, George just moved to America. (also they are idiots in love they are so dumb and so in love but not in an angsty way just a "they're so stupid" way)

GeorgeNotFound OnlyFans (rated E, 37k, 5/5 chapters, part 5 of Beyond Friends)

Summary: Fresh out of university and struggling to land a job in his field, George finds himself desperate for a way to make ends meet. While his friends have big dreams of blowing up on YouTube, George decides to make an OnlyFans profile. Shockingly, George goes viral on both platforms, making his money troubles a thing of the past, but maintaining his anonymity a constant worry. How funny is it that he manages to make a friend named Clay on both platforms?

Warm, like Starlight (rated E, 53k, 2/2 chapters, part 6 of Beyond Friends)

Summary: Humans are banned from touching other species in the galaxy, but George, a cat-hybrid, takes a leap of faith and lets the human aboard his ship, Dream, pet him. It awakens a side of George he’s desperate to satisfy, and Dream is more than willing to meet all of George’s needs.

Happy reading!

<3 smitten

#pinned #smitten fics #please go easy on me I’m still new here

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tredderwrite · 1 year

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Anywhere ~ Sapnap

Summary: late night drive w/ sap drabble :P

Word count: 800 ish

Pairing: Sapnap / gn!reader

Warnings: none

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“Hey” his voice rang through the room, hushed and hazy, harmonizing with the creak of your newly opened bedroom door. Your eyes immediately search for the clock, bright red digits flashing back at you, 2:37 AM. “Hi?” you retorted, voice still caught up in a dream state. Energy surged through the room with his upbeat tone, surprising for the very commonly known chill guy. “Wanna come with me for a drive?” he was hopeful, excited to even ask to have you with him, and even though you felt the warmth of the sheets beneath you tug at your tired mind, you couldn’t help but agree. “Sure, where?” “Anywhere, I don’t really have a plan…” Leaning forward you smiled at his antics, pushing your body fully off the bed in order to join him, jacket in hand.

He held the door, hand on the frame, guarding your head against any possible injuries from the hard metal, softly closing behind you. Circling the front bumper, he ran around the car to the driver's side, taking his seat before he turned to you, reaching right across your shoulders. A simple gest, really, but one that would solidify in your mind like a freshly scratched record, replaying the way his hand grazed against you as he pulled your seatbelt across your body, securing it gently. Your body blazing in a trail his knuckles softly passed.

Quickly, he started up the car, not wasting time, though not much could be wasted at nearly three in the morning. And so it went, you watched the street lights flicker right above, casting shadows on your arms draped idly out the window, feeling the air weave through your fingers. Stopping at a red light he took the sensation away, pulling your body in now that it was gone, leaning back into your seat instead; automatically turning your head to look at him, maybe, more admire than look, yes, to admire him, unaware of how piercing your gaze had become. He felt your eyes on him, a familiar nervousness returning to his system as he turned to meet them, greeted by your smile which only seemed to worsen the color creeping up his face.

“What?” he asked, almost choking on the cliche. You felt it too, a sudden urge to react at how laughable the situation truly was. But you had no better answer, so you let it play out.

“Nothing.” Upon your uttering, there was an immediate burst of laughter, both of you agreeing on the absurdity.

Whether it was the moment or the sleep deprivation, you found yourself speaking once again, “This is definitely your good side.” And though spoken through a quiet giggle, you hoped he knew you weren’t really kidding. Hard to tell when the boy beside you only shook his head, silently continuing your drive, the lights finally freeing you from their truth-serum prison. There was a change of pace this time, instead of his usual driving, you were met with a much stronger surge forth, your back pressed against the cushion of the passenger side, speeding down the highway unexpectedly.

He didn’t exactly do it on purpose, barely even noticing the way his foot pressed down on the pedal, not paying much attention, over-focused on your words, and the heat burning up his cheeks; thankful for the dim lights. Allowing your head to fall to the side, you looked over at him once again, now through the big mess of hair flying all around your face, only catching whatever glimpse you could get before the air spun around you, covering your eyes. He kept the windows down, his hair flowing back, though unlike yours, his was fine-tuned, waving through slowly, every light passed sent rays down, illuminating the very outline of his hair, a golden halo forming with each.

It wasn’t long before he stopped again, pulling in a lookout, right off the road. There was a thick silence wrapped around you both, dancing on the line between comforting and awkward, not the most desired of responses, but it put you at ease knowing he didn’t mind. A fact you’ve observed a while back, back when you started to develop your feelings for him, he was okay with almost anything you said, never once rejecting your praise.

Your thoughts interrupted by the sudden flash of light right above you, signaling the door opened. He traced the confusion on your face for a split second, amused.

“Come on!”

Stepping out you watched him lean back on the hood, observing the stars above. Noticing your presence, he turned to face you instead, that same soft look he always gave you, just you. His arm stretched out, motioning you closer, and you fell right in, his shoulder right against your cheek. One look, not much, but it said enough.

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an: sorry this feels unfinished I've had this google doc open since july I had to get it out of my system

#sapnap #dsmp sapnap #sapnap fanfic #sapnap x reader #sapnap x you #sapnap imagine #dsmp #dsmp fanfic #mcyt #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt x reader #how many taylor swift references will i put in my work before i start stealing lyrics challenge #btw you are in love inspired this #like last summer #laziest writer alive award

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mushiewrites · 11 months

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Roped In

halfway through lee!George week! I'm so excited with all the lil fics and ficlets and drabbles I've seen so far 🥺 I wrote this completely out of nowhere last night into today and I kind of love it??? I hope you enjoy! (shout out to @cayjno for basically writing the ending sentence bc I Could Not think 😇)

day 4 - a challenge / prompts found here!

(lee!George / ler!Dream / ler!Sapnap : 2.6K words)

“This is seriously all I have to do…?” George asked hesitantly, looking around while allowing Dream to adjust the leash to the birch tree branch above him. Sapnap yanked at the rope once the blonde took a step back, smiling with satisfaction when it didn’t budge an inch.

George stood almost on his tip toes, his right arm stretched above his head with his wrist attached to the short leash while his left arm crossed over his chest, hand curling around his upper ribs in order to have some kind of protection from the vulnerable position he was placed into.

“That’s it! Just stay like this for ten minutes and you win!” Dream nodded his head in confirmation, taking a step back and admiring the tie he used to keep the smaller boy in place. He too reached forward to pull on the rope, just to double check that George wasn’t going to escape any time soon.

The three were standing in a clearing of a mixed wood forest, surrounded by a handful of birch, oak, and dark oak trees. There was a slight breeze that passed every so often through the openings between the trees, causing goosebumps to rise along George’s skin, watching as they appeared quickly on the exposed arms. Though the sun was high in the sky, the trees created a blanket of shade, blocking the comforting heat from the sun’s rays from warming him up. He shivered slightly as he watched Sapnap let go of the rope, taking a step back to stand in line with Dream a few feet away.

“Win what though? This is dumb!” The elder watched as the two younger boy’s exchanged glances, small smiles plastered on their faces as they turned their attention back to him.

“Bragging rights?” Sapnap shrugged, giggling when Dream snorted at the reply. George rolled his eyes at that, adjusting his footing to stand more comfortably as he ran a hand through his hair with an exaggerated sigh.

“Bragging rights?! This is so stupid!”

“Okay, how about…Sapnap and I will do whatever you want for the rest of the day?” Dream squeaked when the youngest brunette elbowed him in the ribs at the suggestion, clearly not happy with the compromise but keeping his mouth shut anyway.

“...Fine. But, why do I have to be tied? Can’t I just hold my own arm up? You can just untie me, I’ll stay here!”

“No can do, Georgie! Besides, I don’t think you’d be able to keep your arm how we want it.” Dream stretched an arm out to poke at George’s very exposed right side, causing the elder to yelp and jump back as far as he could away from the offending hand. His eyes grew wide as he slowly understood the real reason for the challenge, quickly shaking his head and holding out his free arm in front of him.

“No! Noho no no, absolutely not. You’re nohohot doing this!” He felt the warmth from his cheeks spread to the tip of his nose as Dream and Sapnap began to giggle at the boy’s sudden realization, watching in horror as they both pulled out a vial of purple liquid from their pockets.

“Like we said, if you can last for ten minutes, then you win!” Sapnap reminded him, throwing a playful smirk at Dream before downing the contents of the bottle in his hand. A few seconds later, the youngest boy was nowhere to be seen. George felt his stomach drop as he realized the two had invisibility potions, only further confirming what the two had in store for him.

“How do I even lose?!” George questioned, switching his attention to the only one he could see.

“You block your spots with your free hand.” He spoke simply, as if it was the easiest task for George to complete in the world.

“D-Dream, come on. You can’t dohoho this!” George looked at Dream with his best puppy dog eyes, hoping to melt the blonde before he too drank the potion and temporarily disappeared. However, the attempt was useless, and Dream flashed him a bright smile before following in Sapnap’s footsteps and downing the potion in seconds.

“Nohoho! Come ohohon!” The older boy whined with a panicked giggle as he watched Dream wave to him before disappearing completely, making him twist and thrash and pull on the rope as much as he could. But much to his dismay, he wasn’t going anywhere.

George stood with his eyes squeezed shut and body tensed with anticipation, nervous giggles flying out of him every few seconds when he so much as felt the breeze of the wind. Everything had him on edge, and though at least two or three minutes had passed, nothing had happened. He was starting to believe the two had actually just played a prank on him and left when he felt a light jab on the left side of his neck, making him shriek and bring his shoulder up to cover the sensitive area.

“Stohohop!” George jumped away from the touch, only to jump right into a pair of waiting hands, feeling them dig into the ribs on his right side. He screamed out, leaning to the left, and finding himself in the same exact situation - waiting hands squeezed up and down the left of his torso, digging into his most sensitive ribs with precision. “Nohoho plehehease! This isn’t fahahair!”

“I think it’s plenty fair, actually.” Sapnap’s voice came from the right, feeling the fingers walk up under his arm and making him shoot his free hand to cover the spot. It was stopped by who he assumed was Dream, grabbing his left wrist and holding it up in the air as he too joined in on the assault on his very sensitive underarms.

“NAHAHAHA NO! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE NOT THERE!” George was screaming now, his laughter coming out high pitched and raspy, almost similar to Sapnap’s when he was held down and tickled silly. George was jumping in place, trying to move any way he could to escape the tickling hands but failing. No matter where he twisted, turned or stepped, the invisible hands never left his most ticklish spots.

“Not here? Not on your tickly little underarms, Georgie?” He felt Dream’s words pressed up against the shell of his ear, feeling the stubble tickle the sensitive skin there and falling into another fit of giggles. Sapnap had abandoned his place under George’s right arm to tickle along his tricep, making George yank hard at the rope and fight Dream’s grip on his left arm.

“S-SAHAHA- SAHAPNAP!” The brunette could feel tears pooling at the corner of his eyes as he continued to laugh and squirm between his two best friends. Dream moved his hand from under George’s arm down to his lower tummy, letting his hand slip under his shirt to trace his nails along the warm skin there. Sapnap continued to tickle over George’s triceps, now using a hand on each tricep with the help of Dream still holding his left arm in the air.

“THIHIS IS CHEHEHEATING!” George squealed out as Dream’s hand wandered down over his left hip bone, squeezing and digging into the dip there with his thumb like his life depended on it. George opened his eyes for the first time to blink away the tears that were welling up, expecting to see four hands torturing the life out of him but finding only bright green grass and hundreds of trees surrounding him.

“Alright, you have a point there, baby boy. Dream, drop his hand.” Sapnap was the one to speak, surprising George at the sudden kindness the younger boy was showing him. He took in a deep gasp of air as the two let up, Dream listening and letting go of George’s left hand. The two continued to giggle as they watched George frantically rub at the spots over his body that they had just tormented, trying desperately to rub away the ghost tickles through his wild laughter.

“Sohoho cruel!” George whined, feeling his face heat up before abandoning his attempts at getting rid of the tingles and opting to cover his face instead.

“We still have a minute left, kitten, you think you can do it?” Dream’s voice came from the left but lower than before, seemingly closer to the ground rather than towering over him like usual. The thought was quickly disbursed before he could think too much of it, hearing Sapnap chime in as well.

“Or do you wanna give up? Hm?”

“No! Nohoho way, I just gohohot tortured for like, nine minutes or whatever! Just…keep gohohoing! I’m winning thihis!”

He heard quiet giggles from the two boys, Sapnap’s voice now also sounding closer to the ground than before but not putting together what exactly was going on. All was revealed soon enough though, and he suddenly felt four hands digging into his overly sensitive thighs, ripping a scream from his throat before falling into hysterics.

“FUHUHUCK! N-NAHAHAHA PL-PLEHEHE-”

“Geez, Georgie, I always forget how bad your thighs are.” He barely heard Sapnap’s comment through his own laughter, highly aware that anyone within a hundred mile radius could probably hear his cackles with how loud they were.

“I know, truly one of the best spots on him. Right, baby?”

“STAHAHAHAP!”

To his surprise, the two did stop, changing their squeezing fingers into calming rubs with their palms on his thighs to help calm the ticklish electricity he was still feeling. George felt a hand wrap around his waist and recognized it as Dream’s, softly holding him up as he had gone limp just moments before due to the intensity of the tickling. Sapnap continued to rub the tingles out of his thighs while Dream worked on untying George’s wrist, still holding him up and speaking quietly about how great he had done handling the tickles.

His eyes were still closed when he heard the clinking of glass, cracking an eye open slowly to see the two boys slowly reappearing, seeming to have consumed a potion to wear off the invisibility potion quicker than it normally would have lasted. George stretched his arms out as he rubbed his own hand around his right wrist, feeling the rope marks on his skin and feeling his cheeks grow hotter at the memories from minutes ago.

“How are you doing, George?” Dream was the first to speak, gaining the attention from the elder and watching as he looked up at him with a dazed look on his face, clearly still recovering from the tickles. “Did we go too far?”

“Noho, but you’re both idiots.” George spoke quietly, fighting the smile that was quickly forming on his face but failing miserably. The three broke out into giggles at the ridiculousness of the situation, the younger two laughing harder when George leaned forward and shoved both of them hard in the shoulder, making them both stumble back slightly.

George’s giggles quickly turned to something sinister when his gaze landed on the rope in Dream’s hand, tapping it to get the other two to look at it and raising his eyebrows to signal what he wanted. He suddenly had a clear plan of what he wanted out of his end of the deal.

Sapnap looked up at Dream in confusion before staring down at the rope in the blonde’s hand, noticing that Dream’s face had turned a light shade of pink while he too stared at the object in his grasp.

“Well, go on then.” The two looked up at the elder as he spoke, both giving different reactions to the statement. Dream was biting his lip and visibly shifting his weight between his legs while Sapnap furrowed his brows together at the command from George.

“Go on what?!” Sapnap spat out, his scowl only growing as George began to laugh at the expressions of the two boys standing before him.

“You said you two have to do whatever I want if I win. And I did!” George smirked, taking a few steps forward and grabbing an end of the rope that was dangling from Dream’s hands, lifting it to slowly brush along the blonde’s chin to make him squeal and flinch back. “So, this is what I want. Get to tying, would you, Dreamie?”

“Wh-“

“NO?!”

The two let out protests of confusion and terror, only sending George further into his laughing fit.

“I’d do what I was told if I were you, Dream.” George leaned forward and stood on his tip toes, mumbling against Dream’s ear and making him giggle out a high pitched squeak. The brunette took a step back and watched as Dream slowly turned towards Sapnap, mumbling a tiny “I’m sorry, Sap!” before grabbing onto his wrist and pulling him to his chest.

“Good boy, Dreamie.” The elder commented, stepping forward and running his fingers through the blonde waves before taking the rope from Dream’s free hand and beginning to tie Sapnap’s wrists together with it. Dream let out a quiet whine and allowed his eyes to shut at the motion, feeling butterflies rising in his tummy as his cheeks grew an even brighter pink at the praise.

“H-Hehehey! We didn’t tie both of your wrists, we only tied one!” Sapnap cried out in panic, trying but failing to pull his arms from Dream and George’s hold. George just giggled at the complaint, shrugging his shoulders as he pulled the knot tight, making sure Sapnap was truly trapped in the ties.

“Okay, and? You both agreed to do whatever I want. And I decided I want both wrists tied. Sorry, Sappy!” George moved his right hand from Sapnap’s wrist to ruffle his hair, similar to how he had pet Dream just moments ago but getting an angered reaction instead of a melty one.

“But I- MMM?!” Sapnap was ready to let out another round of complaints when he felt a small hand slap over his mouth, stopping the words and making him growl instead at George’s quick thinking.

“Dream, you know what to do.” Though the sentence was aimed at Dream, George didn’t break eye contact with the squirmy boy in Dream’s arms, giggling when Sapnap squealed as Dream raised his arms as high as they would go. Sapnap looked down at the ground, seeing himself teetering on his tiptoes, just as they’d made George do earlier in their little challenge. His gaze met George’s once again, eyes widening when the Brit held up his free hand and menacingly wiggled his fingers in front of his face.

“Any last words?” George giggled, removing the hand from over Sapnap’s lips and laughing harder when he immediately growled in response.

“Fuck you!”

“Wrong answer.” George stated simply, smirking at the smaller boy before reaching forward and digging into Sapnap’s upper ribs.

Sapnap’s raspy laughter bounced off the trees as George tickled him silly, not stopping until the younger boy apologized for everything and anything George saw fit. He complained, thrashed and fought as much as he could, but his strength was nothing against the devastatingly ticklish attack his two best friends made him endure. And considering the fact that Sapnap had a lot to answer for, he had to endure the torture for much longer than he anticipated.

It was only after he collapsed in Dream’s arms, giggling breathlessly and apologizing over and over again (for what, he wasn’t sure anymore) that the two finally showed him mercy.

#lee!george #ler!dream #ler!sapnap #invisibility potion ooooooooooo #i love this trope sm #mushies lee!george week #mushie fics #mcyt tickle #my stuff

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celestialking · 1 year

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Demons playground

◇ NSFW~ 18+ only ◇ Minors/Ageless blogs DNI◇ You will be blocked ◇

Finished writing: unfinished

Pairings: (body type not mentioned)Reader, DemonC!Sapnap

Warnings, "princess", predator prey chase, unfinished

"Give it back," Sap grinned lunging at you. You giggled pulling yourself away from him. The demon had left his favorite dagger in a easy to find place making it easy pickings.

"Sugar give that back," he growled. "Or imma do something,"

Sometimes it was easy to forget, with how squishy and cuddly he was, Sapnap is a predator. A predator made to grab and pin-

The snap of his tail against the ground made you remember quickly where exactly you were. Karl, that adorable plush hybrid, was watching with interest from the top of the stairs. He was partially more concerned the fire demon was going to burn down his library, however, rather than the chances of you being caught.

You waved the dagger over your head teasingly.

"Something? How original. Come get it then," laughing you ran out of the building.

Sapnap felt his chest swell. If you wanted to play, he'll gladly play.

You were fast he had to admit. The way you doged and weaved through the forest was nothing short of impressive, but none of that mattered. Sapnap was bigger, stronger, and in his opinion; better. As good as you may be you cannot evade the demon right behind you.

You weren't trying that hard to hide from him either. Your laughter echoed through the forest, your glee of outrunning your companion too great to focus on more logical things.

His love for the hunt. He lives for it. Sapnap's body was on autopilot, jumping over fallen trees and tracking your body with laser point eyesight. His mind was somewhere else, though.

Sapnap can't wait to feel you wiggle beneath him, feel your heart racing. In an ideal situation you'd be begging "Please don't eat me,"

You wouldn't have to worry, Sapnap would never. He would play along though, sharp teeth that will drag along your neck, Claws that drag along your sides. It would be worth it to see the bit of fear that will reflect in your eyes.

The sound of your soft pants gained his attention. No longer could he see you in front of him. Your breaths were coming from the trees. Sapnap had almost run right past you.

"I can hear your breathing," he sang lowly. A soft smack followed his words and then silence. "I know you're here still," Words that sent shivers through your body.

The rays of light that filtered through the treetops were blocked as a shadow loomed over you. His hot breath hit your face. Then your body was roughly, yet gently thrown to the ground. A weight settling on your hips.

"Caught you baby," Sapnap chuckled above you. It was low and rumbled through you. His spade tipped tail trailed over your collarbone, tickling your neck. "You didn't have a chance sweetheart. Can't hide from someone like me. Built to stalk and hunt...prey,"

It was shameless really. The way his eyes trailed over your body. The chase had gotten both of you wound up, heavy pants and flushed cheeks. Based upon the demon's darkened eyes it was obvious this hunt had affected him in a way you hadn't anticipated. Your eyes remained locked in a stare, hearts racing still.

"I think you need to be taught a lesson baby," Sapnap rumbled finally.

You squirmed beneath him, pouting. "I'm sorry,"

Your breath caught in your throat as a claw scratched against your chin.

"I don't think you are, but you will be princess"

#celestial:scribbles #celestial:spnp #sapnap x reader smut #sapnap smut #mcyt x reader smut #mcyt smut #<main smut tags will be up for a short time then deleted

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hiding-in-the-vault · 6 months

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Here's the concept. I just copied the Google doc I have of it.

Takes place before the prison arc.

Quackity has admin on the server and is abusing that access to add a bunch of people.

The people wear animal masks and are really cryptic. Like a cult or a gang.

Quackity has a sound thing that makes people insentient, like statues, it doesn’t work on people who have been/are dead.

Quackity and his cult/gang weren't affected along with Dream, Punz, Glatt, and Ghostbur.

Quackity’s more violent and cannibalistic.

Glatt lives in Las Nevadas.

The “statues” are alive and their conscious is wandering around the server.

Switches povs. Glatt, Dream, Quackity, Ghostbur, Punz.

Here's the questions Elmhat asked along with the answers! I've found questions very helpful so if you have any please ask!

How is this world different from canon?

Why is this world different from canon?

Why is this world being different from canon important to the new story I'm trying to tell?

How did c!Quackity get admin powers? Did c!Dream know about this? Is this a betrayal of his trust?

What does c!Quackity gain from turning people into “statues”? Satisfaction? Or something more? Does this benefit his businesses in some way?

What's c!Dream’s goal? If it's to stop c!Quackity, is there some deeper reason why he feels compelled to do this?

Do we ever find out what it's like to become a "statue"? Does it happen to c!Dream? How does it affect his thinking going forward?

How is c!Quackity's “gang” involved? Who’s part of it? How do they feel about what c!Quackity is doing?

I’m bad at explaining things like this. Something I really need help with.

Quackity has a sound ray that’s kinda like the ray gun from Zombie goldfish but bigger and it makes people insentient.

Same as question 1

Simple one of the people under him can hack and got him access to it. Dream only knew someone breached the system, and at the time him and Callahan were working on figuring out who.

Some kind of satisfaction and/or it’s because this Quackity is a cannibal, and c!Quackity doesn't like hurting living things so if this Quackity can reduce them to being almost non-living things and they don't react to pain then it’s “not like he’s hurting anything”.

Dream doesn’t know what to do or what to think about all of this, so far he's only processed what’s happening enough for his brain to conclude that “my friends aren’t safe here, I need to get them somewhere safe”.

Dream can’t become a “statue” since he has died and been revived but I think he would try and get Sapnap and George to “snap out of it” along with anyone else he cares about. And this could switch to the pov of one of them when they are a “statue” although I’d probably choose Karl instead.

Not quite sure how their involved yet. In my dream they were just following Quackity like an entourage or watching from the shadows. And, well, I think that's kinda the point, you're not supposed to know anything about them. They're not someone from the smp. You can’t see their faces. They don’t talk. They're just there and no one knows anything about them.

Oohh that's real funky, im into it! Plots based off of dreams sure do be like that xD

I don't really have many more questions that Elmhat didn't already ask. Although in addition to what is Dream doing, I wonder what the other POVs are doing- specifically Glatt, Ghostbur, and Punz.

I like the idea that they all get this immunity because they've all died before; the ghosts are obvious, and Dream and Punz due to their experimentation, I assume.

I'd expect Dream to have some Thoughts™ about Q having admin powers and abusing it, and can see Punz being on his side of that ofc. What about Glatt? if he lives in Las Nevadas, I figure he's working with Q and is therefore into the whole thing. And what on earth is Ghostbur doing in all this? Feels like bit of a wild card in this specific cast, but hey theres nothing wrong with that ;)

and now Quackity's 'gang'. My first thought is that if you were itching to fill that role, there is the whole slime army thing. Rearrange events so it happens pre-prison. OR OR OR You could go the full Las Vegas route and make him a whole dang mafia boss. I've always loved those tropes ngl. Could do some research there for some Inspiration~ if that sounds interesting. Or just some shadowy figures, that works too lol

As for the whole statue thing there, any narrative ailment needs a cure, right? Dream wants to 'snap people out of it', but ofc that leaves the big How. Maybe something funky with the revive book, or some god shenangans, idk, lots of options there.

#vault asks #AUs!!!#good stuff #its midnight sorry if my thoughts are disjointed at all lol

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modx-reborn · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 10: Priests with Sapnap

...It's in the title.

MINORS DNI!

Have you ever seen the cathedral in the afternoon? Rays of golden light transformed into halos of gold and oranges, red specks filling gaps between pure white streaks, the air filled with specks of dust that drift and paint the cracks between each colourful display of devotion. Candles of every kind, pillars and tealights, long burning towers of wax that are lit day in and day out, melting and painting old stained wood with pools long since forgotten and uncleaned.

There is piety in the air and whispered hymns on the lips of every soul that passes through those doors, head bowed and hands offered in prayer and repentance, and yet one resounding set of steps is all it takes to taint and defile, the solid click after click of your shoes against polished tile is a simple rhythm that sinks sin into the very stone foundations of the cathedral, rot seeping into the roots and curling around the heart of the church.

A demon in all but reality, and a saint in all but name, the dear priest and host of your affection is standing as he always does, clothed in his robes and hands ringed in rosery, lips moving through prayer after prayer as the air fills with thick incense. The censer long since sat upon the main altar, a centrepiece to the flowing wreaths and displays of devotion through fruit and wine, the ash that falls and spills from the gaps tells of age and endless nights in the fogs of devotion.

There is something in the way he moves, black hair so messy in comparison to the pristine press of his cassock, the black fabric barely missing the floor as he walks, broad shoulders filling out the edges and drawing the eyes of sinners and believers alike, there is a fire in the way he preaches, hands raised and eyes alight in the low light of the candles before him if it were not for his occupation one could have taken him for the sinner with the depths of his stare.

And yet it is you that walks before him, waiting as the members of the parish leave smiling and bidding you a good afternoon and well wishes as you stalk towards him, fingers dragging across pew after pew, smiling as he watches you, stepping back only as you draw near, hips bumping the alter he had preached before, black robes staining with ash as the censer rocks against the jostling movement.

He would call you temptation, a sin wrapped in the softest of hands, a smile so warm should not shudder through him leaving heat in his veins, the nickname given to him by the flock should not linger in his ears as you purr at him 'sapnap', he is devoted and pure, untainted and yet as you cage him, run your fingers up his clothed chest there is a wavering chill akin to his first prayer of the day, that first moment he runs his thumb against his rosery and dips his head but this…

This is the feeling of your fingers cupping his face, the soft drag of skin against skin, the smell of mint and the communion wine of your breath as you draw closer, smiling as if you are not trying to defile him, drag him down into the depths of your lust. And yet he cannot find it in him to pull away, to stop your lips from tracing their way down his neck tugging the neck of his robes free and leaving deepening marks that will be repented for and remind him of the corruption he had endured, taken from you.

You were still a member of his flock even now as you paint sin into his skin, he would bear this burden, take your lust and spin you anew in the light once again, but first, first, your dear Father Sapnap would have to bear the knowledge of the sin he was about to commit, of how this altar would be forever stained in sweat, tears and sin.

First, he will have to cry your name to the heavens and beg god for you to keep touching and taking from him as you had planned.

#kinktober 2022 #c: sapnap #mcyt smut #k: religion #k: corruption #mxad

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