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hiiii, i hope this is okay to ask but would you be able to do hc for feral boys + wilb seeing/comforting you about SH scars (specifically on thighs if possible)? please feel free to ignore this if you’re not comfortable!! i’m currently 3 months clean and it’s something i’m rlly insecure about future partners seeing :,(

i’m totally comfortable with this :]. everyone has their own experiences and paths in life

so proud of you for being clean (sorry this is posted kinda late) ! and your future partners will love you as you are if they’re the right one for you, you’re past doesn’t determine who you are now

i hope you don’t mind me using your sobriety time for these hcs !

you are all loved <3

Loved

HCs of them seeing sh scars

includes: cc!dreamwastaken, cc!georgenotfound, cc!sapnap, cc!karljacobs, cc!quackity, cc!wilbur soot

warnings: self harm mention, self-harm scars, kinda super lovey, swears

genre: angst/fluff

gn!reader

sfw

dream

definitely would be out of nowhere

you feel like he’s the type of guy who would get really empathetic for you and didn’t wanna bring it up

so it was never a topic

it was one you avoided

until he actually found them

his hand would be casually on your leg

eventually his hand would probably slide up to the area

he wouldn’t look over at first, just letting his fingers softly rub the area just to make sure he didn’t make a spectacle

there would be tension at first

he would talk in a super soft voice once he finally looked over and connected the dots

“is that…” “did you..”

he would struggle to phrase the proper question at first

big ole sigh

“did you.. do that to yourself?”

no matter what your response is, he would instantly take you into a hug.

pull you over into his space and just hold you there

“you know i love you right?”

george

this man would not know how to react

like im sorry but he straightup would be like

“oh my god”

it would take him a minute

probably harder for him than it is for you (not like- in a selfish way)

i feel like he would just have so many feelings about it but not know how to express them

“i’m so-“

“why?”

he would get super sad at first

until you told him you were 3 months clean

clarifying that you were sober would definitely help him process the situation a lot better

i feel like he isnt massive on physical affection

but that night when you were in bed together he would grab your hand and just press soft kisses to it

its little forms of affection that would help

him show he loves you

sapnap

(lil nfsw right here nothing bad i promise)

i feel like he would see them if you were about to shower together or something

sudden mood shift on his end

you would try to not make a big deal about it

but he would have a hundred questions

“why would you do that to youself?” (mot condescendingly, just very worried)

“are you okay?”

“do you do that anymore?”

“do they hurt?”

“do i need to beat a bitch up?”

very protective

just wants to make sure you’re okay and nothing can hurt you like that

life would continue on and anytime you feel upset he’s slightly more attentive

not to the point where its overbearing

he just makes more sense of your words now and how things could affect you

overall very sweet

karl

i feel like you would be like just hanging with him

“yo babe i’m gonna go change”

“you should wear one of my sweaters” 👀

so on, and as you’re just like taking off your sweatshirt to swap it out with one of his own he notices the healed scars

to be honest, i feel like he wouldn’t make a huuuge deal about it? but it a sweet way

he wouldn’t make any noises of shock.

i believe he would wait until you came and laid back down or sat with him or whatever

then he’d just be like , “you doin’ okay?” in a very soft voice

whatever your response is he would followup with

“you know i’m here if you need anything.”

(note: i know this is a lil cheesy, go with it 😎)

quackity

it would be strange for him at first

i dont believe that he would even imagine you doing something harmful to yourself

it may be just me but i feel like he just thinks very highly of his partner

he would probably be like “hey, can i ask you about something”

you would agree

he would kinda like clear his throat and straighten up

“do you .. are you uh..”

its not that he was trying to avoid it, he just doesnt know the most polite way to ask

he would probably look down to where the scars are and eventually you would understand

he would listen while you explained that it’s scars and what was going on

it made you both feel more comfortable and he was less worried after like a week of straight anxiety over asking about it

wilbur

like karl im getting very non-chalant

but in a different way?

scenario wise, it wouldn’t take long into the relationship for him to notice

like come on, it’s wilbur

very observant boy

anyways

he wouldn’t dance around it too much, but wouldn’t be desensitized

“i noticed your scars..”

going into your own explanation about it, he would nod his head

he talks to you about his own experiences, wether they relate to yours heavily or not

he tries to help by talking basically

“how are you doing now”

i think he’d become aware of your mentality a little more, but that’s just because empathy

would still be very sweet

i also feel like if anyone would point them out he would absolutely give them the nastiest look

if they bring it too far it’d be a very aggressive “fuck off mate, mind your business”

LMAO SORRY ABT THAT LAST BIT

#dream x y/n #mcyt x y/n #mcyt fanfic #dsmp x reader #dsmp x you #dream smp x you #mcyt x reader #wilbur soot #wilbur soot x reader #sapnap x reader #sapnap #dreamwastaken #dreamwastaken x reader #dream x reader #georgenotfound x reader #georgenotfound #quackity x reader #quackity #dream team

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clout-babe · 3 years

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do itttt

Reblog if you will answer LITERALLY ANY anon questions.

BRING IT ON

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clout-babe · 3 years

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y’all know what you send in doesn’t have to be a request… I MEAN IT TOTALLY CAN BE I WILL NOT COMPLAIN

but like i’m cool with questions, random thoughts, really anything tbh :)

#mcyt writing #send me anons

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clout-babe · 3 years

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this series is so fucking good :hearteyes:

brother’s best friend | clay (dream)

chapter thirteen: nice and quiet

summary: he’s best friends with your brother. need i say more?

warnings: nsfw content — graphic descriptions of sex, breath play/choking, minor daddy kink, minors dni!

pairing: dream x f!reader

word count: 3,729

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clout-babe · 3 years

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i am about to kidnap other peoples requests if yall dont start sending in asks

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clout-babe · 3 years

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Head High [nsfw]

cc!sapnap x fem!reader

nsfw - minors dni

warnings: smoking (weed), oral sex, praise kink, thigh riding, a lil bit of hair pullling, mention of spitting, degrading if you squint

prompt/summary: reader gets high and finds their way into sapnaps bedroom

smoking + nsfw under the cut

"How on earth would I choose between the two of you?" I hazily looked back and forth between two of my friends with half-lidded eyes.

The boy with dirty blonde stray hairs decorating his forehead looked up from his hands, "I don't know. Come on, you gotta like one of us better?" While it seemed to be a statement, his tone suggested he was unsure.

I blinked twice, my eyelids felt like they could stick together and stay shut forever.

"Aw don't make her choose, they look confused enough as it is. As is? As it is." In a hushed voice, the girl across from me spoke. I tried to examine her face, but the lighting made it difficult. The room seemed to shine a vibrant baby blue, reflecting on every surface possible. My eyes bounced around the room, moving at what felt like light-speed.

I didn't stop glancing around until I felt a pressure on the surface in front of me. The boy sat right next to the girl. Names are helpful though. What's his name? What's her name?

"What's your name?" At this point I couldn't stop my thoughts from barreling off my tongue. I love this. Or do I hate it? Oooh guilt. Nevermind, it's gone!

"What?" The girl cracked a smile, still speaking barely above a whisper.

"Your name," I felt a giggle in my throat. "I forgot it." The laughter that followed from all three of us was choked and silenced. It wasn't funny. That made me laugh harder.

Between the girl and I rested a grey, worn pillow. I curled forward with my legs crossed, pushing my head into it. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes, silenced laughs still flowing from my stomach. I felt a tap at the back of my head and reached my hand up, which felt like liquid almost. Not really though.

The tips of my fingers were met with a warm metal, and I was finally able to settle myself a bit. I picked my head back up, grasping the now known item.

My fingers were delicately wrapped around the cart. I spun it around, looking for the button on the pen. I brought it up to my lips as if it were nothing new, which it wasn’t really. Pressing down on the button, I began to suck against the cartridge portion, watching a ring of blue glow around my fingers. My head felt empty and heavy at the same time. The dry smoke hit the back of my throat, causing me to squint my eyes as a natural reaction. I continued to inhale until I no longer felt it necessary. Hold for three seconds.

Exhale.

The air blowing out of me sounded loud compared to everything else. In the background I could distinctly hear some cartoon character rambling on, bringing me a sense of faltered nostalgia. Now focusing on the cartoon, I turned my head, looking to where I believed the sound was coming from.

This attention not lasting long, I turned back around to see the girl looking at me with raised eyebrows. “Are you good, bro?”

A loopy grin spread across my face and I felt every muscle tense in my cheeks. My eyes almost suddenly widened more, no longer feeling sleepy. “I think I’m good.” That’s what I tried to say at least, not so sure it came out 100% clear. “What did I just hit?”

“You hit the hybrid. My pen.” The boy murmured. Clay! That’s his name.

My brain felt like it was buzzing. Such a quick change. “Which one is that?”

“That’s the wakey wakey one,” Alyssa whispered with wide eyes. Alyssa!

I hummed in response. I sat there, staring forward, looking around desperately trying to find something to focus on. My head bobbed up and down as my arms started to slightly tingle.

I’m not high, I’m not high. Yes I am. No. Yes. Only a high person has these back and forths while barely remembering their previous thoughts dumbass.

I smiled at my head voice.

“If I had to choose one of you, in the s-scenario that you weren’t-t friends anymore or… like… someth- something.” My brain was fried. I had enough trouble gathering words while sober, being intoxicated didn’t exactly help. “I wouldn’t choose. I’d hate both of you li- like eternally or something. Eternally? Is that the right word?”

Alyssa seemed to be in a similar state to me now, hitting Clay’s pen. “Sound’s right.” Her voice sounded rough with an exhale. I watched the scattered clouds escape her lips.

I watched her lips. She had pretty pink lips. Soft and plush. Reminded me of Nick’s.

Nick.

“When’s Nick gonna be home?” He was the only thing on my mind now. My mind was in a state that made it easy for it to wander. I didn’t hate it though.

Clay shook his head from side to side. “Should be any moment now.”

As if on cue, I heard the automated alarm voice, stating the front door had open. A goofy smile took over, and I practically rolled off the bed. Using the common sense I had, I made my way out the room. Shuffling through the hallway and into the kitchen where I saw brunette tufts of hair sticking out from under a black hat.

“Hi handsome,” I cooed, walking up behind him. He turned around, obviously not expecting to be met face to face with me.

It was pretty clear I was into Sapnap. It was pretty clear he was into me. We had this sort of thing going for a couple months now, but neither of us really spoke on it. We had made it apparent that we wanted each other, but both of us remained in the comfort of not trying to ruin the friendship.

“Hi?” he smiled. After examining my stance and face a bit, he nodded. Realization set in after seeing the dilation in my pupils. “You guys started smoking? Without me?” he brought his palm to his chest, acting fake offended.

“Oh totally. Clay’s blazed and Alyssa isn’t much better.” I smiled. I felt hazy and I swear I had heart eyes just looking up at the man in front of me.

He tsked as he shook his head. “I’m gonna go in there for a bit. You comin’ with?” He didn’t move from where he stood, didn’t break eye contact. I shook my head.

“I’ll lay on the couch for now. Jus’ wanted to see my favorite boy.” I offered up a sweet smile. I swear his face turned slightly pink. Something about being high made me so much more… affectionate. While all I wanted to do was hug him, kiss him, and just be around him, I didn’t wanna annoy him. Though my high was getting stronger by the minute.

He nodded in acceptance, letting me walk to the couch before going to Clay’s room.

Laying on the sofa, I felt like I was sinking. my body felt heavy and all I could think about was Nick. And the more I thought about him, the more I wanted him, in more ways than one.

After what felt like forever, but seconds at the same time, Sapnap appeared in front of me on the edge of the couch.

I looked at him without moving my head. The high was super strong there and I felt almost paralyzed, body continuing to ‘sink’ into the couch.

“Wanna go hangout? Just me n’ you? Maybe listen to some music or something..” Sapnap offered up, and I happily agreed.

Music was long forgotten. A lot of things were long forgotten. I pressed my lips against Nick’s with what will I had. The way our lips moved together was sloppy. It was desperate, yet calm. My head buzzed and I felt my body jitter with excitement. I felt so…gone.

I swung my leg lazily around Nick’s lower half, positioning myself on one of his thighs. His tongue slid into my mouth, and with inhibitions lowered I let out a slight whine. I felt him smile against my mouth. Cocky motherfucker.

I began to roll my hips against his leg, now feeling more needy than ever. I wanted to be impossibly close to him. I needed to be impossibly close to him.

He separated our lips, taking a breath and looking down to where I was grinding against him. His hands slid down to my waist and began to guide me against him. I tucked my face into the crook of his neck, quietly panting between planting small kisses there.

“Feel good, baby?” He muttered out, voice rough.

I nodded against him as he pushed his leg up against my crotch, earning a moan as a proper response. Everything felt so much better, and I couldn’t tell if it was because of the drugs, or because it was him. Maybe it was both.

I began to try and move faster against him, chasing my orgasm. He moved his leg up and down against me, making it feel so much more intense.

The room was filled with heavy breaths and the little noises pulled from my throat. He hummed, obviously pleased by the effect he was having on me.

It only took a little more before I started to feel close. “Oh fuck sap, please-“

“Please what baby? Use your words,” He sounded so smug.

“Please, I-I need to cum,” my words stumbled out my mouth. He tightened his grip on my waist.

“Good girl.”

I rocked against him quicker, reaching my climax.

Moans spilled from me, causing him to grin. I rode out my high, locking my hands onto his shoulders as I slowed my hips, catching my breath. My whole body tingled.

“So good.” I finally managed to mumble out. The multiple hits I’d taken managed to finally begin to take effect. I was slightly more aware only due to my contact with another person.

“Yeah?” he quipped. I looked at his eyes before dropping my head to his shoulder. I hummed back. I felt his chest rumble as he laughed.

I finally pulled back, moving way too fast. Nick’s eyebrows raised in amusement, watching me attempt to move.

Succeeding, I had pushed myself off the bed, standing on the side of it. Nick’s face morphed from amused to curious, watching as I motioned him to come closer. He obeyed, slowly shifting himself to the edge of the bed.

“What are you doing?” He chuckled, obviously in a playful mood.

“Do you want me to return the favor?” I said as clearly as I thought I could. Though it was a little rushed, he obviously heard me.

His lips slightly parted. I slowly sunk to the ground, using his knees to guide myself. Face to face with his bulge.

Chef’s kiss.

His eyes tracked me. “I-“ he was clearly caught off guard. It took a moment and I watched his face twist as his brain caught up. “Hell yeah,” he whispered.

I moved my hair, tucking it behind my ears. I brought my hand up to his lap. “You sure you’re okay with this?” I knew we were both so far gone, and I just wanted to double check on his clarification.

“Right now,” his eyes were wide and he let out a breath, “I give you permission to do whatever you want.” His voice was low. He even sounded sober for a moment.

But the gaze in his eyes as he watched me begin to palm over his shorts gave him away. A shaky exhale escaped his throat.

“Nervous?” A smirk followed my remark. The intoxication made me feel more playful.

“Aw shut up,” he bit back.

“Yes sir.” I mumbled. After a couple seconds, I decided I was down beating around the bush. I glided my hands up, sinking my fingers into his waistband. He leaned back into his arms , lifting his hips to assist me.

Once his shorts were out the way, his cock sprung up. Even in the darkened room, I could still see the details clearly. It was flushed red at the tip from the lack of attention, and he was thick. My mouth would have been watering if I wasn’t experiencing cottonmouth.

Not letting myself stare too long, I looked up at him first. His cheeks were slightly pink. How cute.

“Is your mouth dry?” I mumbled.

He shook his head and I put my palm up near his face. Trying to keep my hand steady was a chore.

“Spit.”

He hesitated a bit before gathering some saliva in his mouth and pushing it out with his tongue onto my hand.

I hummed in satisfaction, not giving him a warning before attaching my hand to his cock. He sucked in a sharp breath as I ran my thumb over the slit.

I grinned, proud that I was already having this effect on him. I glanced up at his face as I began to jerk him off. His eyes slightly squinted, watching me move my hand around him. His lips stayed parted, taking little breaths with each movement I made. I squeezed my hand slightly applying light pressure.

“God, you’re really fucking good at that.” he nearly gasped. His eyes flitted over to my face, and I swear he melted at the sight of me on my knees looking up at him. He pulled one hand from behind him and brought it up to my chin.

“So pretty like this.” It was barely audible, but it literally was so fucking heart melting.

And though my brain was practically empty, I knew I wanted his dick in my mouth.

Without breaking eye contact, I leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to the head of his cock. I slowed down my hand movements, just so that I could create a new pace. His hand slipped back to my hair.

Slowly, I wrapped my lips around him, sinking down onto his dick. A long groan could be heard above me. I went forward until I couldn’t anymore, then put my hand where I couldn’t reach.

I began to move my head, bobbing it around him. “holy shit, baby-“ it was practically a whine. i hummed, causing him to groan due to the stimulation. His hand flexed, pulling at my hair.

Desperate noises came from him. Nick got louder and louder until he got close.

“g’unna cum soon-“ he managed to get out. I didn’t stop. I buried his cock down my throat until my nose was hitting the skin on his pelvis. He grunted as I felt his cum literally hit the back of my throat. I continued to move my head, sucking him off until his noises of pleasure ceased.

I pulled off, coughing. He ran his hand over my head, mumbling praises to me.

“was s’ good”

“great job baby”

“fucking hell, princess”

Those were the only phrases I could make out. I couldn’t tell if it was the drugs or the massive crush I had on him, but my chest bloomed out of affection.

He stood up, fixing his shorts, “could we do this sober?”

I smiled at him, moving forward so I could straddle his legs. His hands moved up to my waist. “We could do a lot more sober”

#sapnap smut #mcyt x y/n #mcyt fanfic #dream smp x you #dsmp x you #dsmp x reader #sapnap x reader #sapnap

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clout-babe · 3 years

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once again i love requests LMAO

#mcyt fanfic #dream smp x you #dsmp x you #dsmp x reader #mcyt fluff #dsmp smut

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clout-babe · 3 years

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Hello! I hope your having an amazing day also can I request something? AFAB coming up to them and hugging then behind while streaming? (Dreamteam, wilbur and maybr eret please?)

hello ! i’m having a fantastic day and i hope urs is great as well <33 your wish is my command ! very big brain u have there

i did this bullet style so i hope ur okay w that

also im not currently writing for eret bc i don’t know their current content well enough, if that makes sense. i will be in the future though hopefully :)

Hugging them from behind on Stream

includes : cc!dreamwastaken, cc!georgenotfound, cc!sapnap, and cc!wilbur soot

genre: fluff 100%

warnings: afab, language

[sfw]

see pinned b4 requesting!

dream

you were probably just feeling needy

that happens in a relationship where both of you have physical intimacy as a love language

you knew he was streaming

as quietly as possibly you opened the door to his office

being so quiet, he didn’t even notice you came in

good thing he doesn’t use facecam

you would walk up behind his chair and run your fingers lightly across his shoulders, causing him to jump

“AH- shit! y’ scared me babe.”

you’d finally wrap your arms around the chair to hug him

would probably mute his mic for a minute

“did you need something?”

“nah i just wanted to love on you”

“aweee my baby wants attention”

“did you want me to end?”

“no, i know you need to work.”

“you sure? i swear i was finishing soon anyways-“

eventually you’d be able to convince him to continue streaming

for the rest of the stream you sat sideways in his lap, just laying your head on his shoulder

he made sure not to yell anymore just so you would feel comfy.

george

george doesn’t always stream

but when he does it takes forever

at least in your opinion

laying in bed as your stupidly cute boyfriend took forever on his work became boring

So you devised a simple plan

go in the room, give george a quick hug, then head out.

george does use a facecam however, so as you shuffle down the hall to his streaming room, you mess around with your hair a little bit.

once you enter the room, george immediately looks over.

his face twists into shock as he mutes his mic

“love, i’m streaming”

“…i know”

“you never come in when i’m streaming”

you could tell he was worried because you haven’t been introduced to the internet yet.

“… i know”

you walk over behind him slowly. you can tell his breath gets caught in his throat as he watched you come into view of the camera on his monitor.

you put your arms around him from behind, resting your head on his shoulder.

“hello chat,” you smile.

a small smile makes its way onto george’s face as the chat speeds up

“gogy in his relationship arc?” he says reading chat

“i suppose you could say that,” he looks up at you grinning

(he’s so ahhh i love him)

sapnap

sapnap was DISTRACTED by stream

like don’t get me wrong it was high energy and super entertaining to watch

but sitting on the bed out of frame wasn’t gonna cut it anymore like it had been the last 2 1/2 hours.

you stood up, and before he even had a chance to think, you were gathering him in your arms from behind, stuffing your face into his shoulder

“you smell nice” it was muffled

he would be a nervous wreck with you on camera

“i uh- yeah um- haha”

eventually he’d get more comfy

“chat y/n will literally say she’s fine with me streaming then demand my attention”

chat is quick to defend you

“what do you guys mean?”

“they mean you should end stream and gimme attention”

“alright, mods run a poll”

chat works in your favor and he ends stream to cuddle with you

“fine angel, i guess you always win.” he mumbles into ur shoulder before falling asleep in your arms

wilbur

100% planned on not streaming then he did

will’s viewers knew you two were together, but they knew both of you by your internet personas

you two typically do streams together, but today you felt really sleepy

will figured you two could just hang, but then spontaneously decided he wanted to go live

you let him, not wanting to mess up his work flow

however, your oh-so-holiness on the situation morphed into regret and you realized all you wanted to was give him a hug

have that stupid lanky boy in your arms

you knocked on the door to the room where he was streaming, not wanting to catch him off guard

“come in!” followed shortly after

you shuffled into the room

his face lights up just at the sight of you, and it’s easy for chat to see.

“hi darling!”

he’s very chipper but quickly becomes confused when you don’t respond

“everything alright, love?”

you simply lurk behind him, throwing your arms lazily around his shoulders and rest your head sideways on your arm.

“ah” he catches on quickly.

you just kinda hang around the stream after that, and it doesn’t really distract him too much.

he continues blabbering on about any minuscule thing he can bring to mind.

EVENTUALLY, you pull another chair up next to him but mainly stay quiet, pulling one of his hands to your lap and fiddling with his fingers.

every now and then he’ll ask for your opinion, and you have to ask him to repeat bc you were too focused on his bone structure

(AHHHHHH)

#mcyt fanfic #dsmp x you #dream smp x you #mcyt fluff #dream team #dreamwastaken x reader #dreamwastaken #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap #georgenotfound

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