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bugflies00 · 14 days
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baby tommy looks like karl jacobs
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radishearts · 2 years
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ITS THEM YEAHHHHHHHHHH
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They’re sooooo
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cellberry · 2 years
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I want to tell a 2020 MCYT fan that Karl and Dream kissed on the lips in front of thousands of people while George watched.
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brett-is-afraid · 1 year
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Are yall ready to talk about this oooooor
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asafeplacetostay · 2 years
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Kissing Them (Series) P1: KARL JACOBS
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pairing: cc!Karl Jacobs x gn!reader
summary: just a short series of how I think it would be kissing some dsmp men based on their online persona
tw: making out? slight nsfw ig
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Kissing Karl is a whole experience on its own. He's giddy and shy, face warming softly when you tuck a strand of chocolate hair behind his flushed ear. He shuts his eyes like he's about to experience pain, but the smile of gold that tugs at the corners of his mouth betrays that thought.
He is soft, pliant under your touch. Back arching slightly as your hands slid up his side, your tongue brushing against his briefly while he whines over your lips. He keeps one arm secured around your shoulder, the other wrapped around your middle back, like he was embracing you really tightly. It could look like a hug if you didn't pay attention, not like you care.
He reacts at each touch, shivers running up his spine and he tries to pull you closer (even though that's quite impossible) when he feels your teeth close around his bottom lip. He's vocal, high pitched and airy. He huffs and moans with only the mere feel of your fingers on his skin, he goes crazy once your hand slips under the fabric of his sweater.
When you lean back Karl always clumisly chases your mouth for more warmth, he can't get enough of you, and quite frankly, you can't get enough of his either.
When you finally manage to calm his eagerness, he giggles, softening the room even more, as if his gentle sound could make the lamplight more golden and the fires burn warmer. That sweet eruption of pure glee was the gift you didn't know you needed, and it made your heart hammer like crazy.
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helloclouita · 2 years
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Being Pregnant with (Dsmp) members Baby: hc's
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Dream
When you Told him you were Pregnant he thought it was some type of Prank video and started to search for the Camera in the Room,
But you said it wasn't a Joke and looked very serious he believed you.
He wanted you to Move in with Him which you said Yes to.
And wanted the Baby to be held a secret since he didn't want the baby to have a Childhood filled in the Media.
And when the Baby was Born he made sure to spoil her/him to rotten.
Even if you said not to over done it he just made the Excuse
"Let them enjoy their childhood, it's only once in a lifetime"
Overall you guys lived Happily ever After
c! Eret
He wanted to Marry right when you said you were Pregnant
Eret was so Happy and Nervous at the same time,
He didn't want the Baby to have his Eyes.
But when the Baby turned out to be with his Eyes he regretted what he Said-
Because the Baby was cute as ever!
He bought the Baby it's own Crown just like his so they could be Twinning.
She also gets very Protective of you Two since you guys are now Family.
I could say you guys lived a Fairly Tale like in the Books.
c! Wilbur Soot
After Sally died he thought he wasn't gonna find someone again. But it was until you came along
You guys have been hiding your Relationship but when both found out you were Pregnant
The first thing you guys did was Tell Philza and his Brothers.
Fundy was the Last one you guys told and he pretty upset you guys hid your relationship from him
But at the Same time Fundy is excited like his Dad cause there is another Family member!
Wilbur's Singing;
When you can't fall asleep you lay down on your back while Wilbur sings you a Song while holding your Bum.
(It's actually so cute in my Mind!?!?)
And Wilbur promised that he wouldn't let anything happen to you and his Family.
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glacier--freeze · 1 year
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[ID: Two gifs of Karl Jacobs standing to show off his Death Note sweater. It’s black with a large, grayscale Misa Amane on the torso, a matching L Lawliet on the right sleeve, and text across the left sleeve. The back is plain black. End ID.]
Death Note sweater!
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tredderwrite · 2 years
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Bad hair day? ~ Karl Jacobs
Word count: 1.6k
Pairing: cc!Karl Jacobs / gn!reader
Warnings: swearing?? (used once near the end)
a/n: I wanna thank you all so much for the support lately, we will go right back to Techno brainrot after this little story ^-^ !!
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“What are we going for length-wise?” 
The sweet woman stood before you as you sat in your designated salon chair, debating how long you should keep the hair falling on your face, finally ready for a change, something you’ve wanted for a while now.
Your mind kept up a vicious argument against itself, preventing you from making the decision, letting a frown rest on ur face; you turned towards the expert, telling her what you thought, 
“ Surprise me, honestly, do what you think will be the most fun for you.” 
Her eyes widened, her face immediately lighting up at your proposition, and she proceeded to agree, but not before making sure you’d be alright with it. Of course, you were, if you couldn’t make the decision why not just make someone else do it for you right?
Well…
The chair spun in the mirror but not faster than your head when you saw yourself again, a strange anxiety-induced tunnel vision feeling as you stared at the outcome. You didn’t have the right to be angry, every action had its consequence and you put yourself in this situation. Objectively, nothing wrong happened, the hair wasn’t bad, and nobody would have a negative thought about it at first glance, but of course, that wasn’t what you saw, immediately focused on every single mishap happening on your head right now. It wasn’t what you imagined, the only thing that kept you calm was acknowledging the fact that you wanted to be surprised, not able to fully let it go as it was your fault, how were you to know extra layered hair was the most fun a hairdresser can have. 
Immediately switching to a smile you turned your head from side to side a few times, secretly judging it all, at the very least it was the color you wanted. 
“What do you think?” she asked, so innocent and hopeful you didn’t have the heart to actually tell her what you truly felt. 
“Wow,” your brain was scrambling to complete a sentence that wouldn’t hurt any feelings, you ran a hand through your hair, “I love it, it's so… Unique.” Your teeth clenched within ur smile at your last word, as if to barricade the actual feelings you had towards her work at the moment. 
A few last words were said in the time it took to pay for the service and make your way back home. You closed the door to your car slowly, letting out a deep breath, your best attempt to keep your emotions at bay. Slamming your hands on the steering wheel you began your drive, keeping a firm grip on it the whole way home. 
The key turned toward your right as you quickly made your way inside the moment you unlocked, taking notice of a few changes since you left. For one, there was an extra pair of vans neatly put away right before the hall, and a colorful sweater accompanied by a pair of keys on the hangers; he was home. Your mood shifted, the previous experience already fading when you thought about the time you had to spend with him, the joy bubbling up in your chest. 
The living room was vacant, and the kitchen looked so too, your mind leading your body in various directions around the house before finding any other traces he could’ve left. 
You climbed up the stairs, right into the first room you saw, your bedroom, twisting the doorknob to get a peek inside. There he was, seated with his legs crossed over in the very middle of the bed, finishing up a text to whomever he was talking to, waiting for his delayed reaction to you walking in. 
He peaked his head up after a minute or so, eyes fully scanning you in the process all the way from the floor and to your hair, your … hair… 
It took him a second before he realized, though he immediately noticed he couldn’t put his finger on it to save his life, that was until he remembered where you’d been the entire afternoon, thinking about the note you had left for him right before you left for your appointment, leaving him to walk in on an empty house with no trace of you until he checked the kitchen. 
Eyes wide and mouth wide open he shot up from his seat, stumbling forward when his feet hit the floor, racing to close the room-long distance as fast as possible. 
“Your hair!!” he shouted, a smile immediately spread across his face, looking at you like a kid who had just opened their Christmas present. 
Scoffing at his words you ran a hand through your hair, the last thing you needed was to be made aware of how bad you must look right now. “Yeah,” you said with a frown, your eyes scanned the floor as you tried to shake the conversation off, avoiding all reminders of your unhappy little accident. Catching on with your behavior he immediately dropped the subject, seeing how a question or two might affect you negatively since you didn’t seem to love the new look all that much.
To him, it looked gorgeous, he thought it fit you perfectly but he wasn’t willing to say anything if you yourself didn’t bring it up. 
You locked eyes, surging forward and straight into the soft fabric of his shirt, wrapping your arms around him tightly, a deep breath found itself in and out of your lungs. He returned the favor, resting his over your shoulders, you felt a small peck placed on the top of your head. 
“You wanna sit down? We can watch something?” he lifted his head off yours, now replaced by his hand softly patting down your hair. You didn’t say anything only nodding a yes against his chest, he took both your hands in his, sitting down, his back against the headboard as the rest of his body fell before him. His arms were wide open, inviting you in, and you accepted, slinging one leg over his torso as your head rested right below his collarbone.
“Do you want to pick anything?” he asked again, receiving a different movement this time, you didn’t feel like making any decisions, hoping at least he would know what you’d like, so your head shook in a quick no, pushing further into him. 
He put the remote down, observing you for a moment, trying to see if you’d even notice when he didn’t play anything, the Netflix home screen showcasing a preview of whatever current show was most popular with the viewers. You did, questioning the prolonged silence, lasting longer than the usual loading screen time would, lifting your head up in curiosity, turning toward the TV. 
His eyes followed the movement, finally getting you aware of your surroundings, hoping you were now ready to talk to him. 
“What are you doing?” you spoke up, the first sentence you had exchanged with him that day. 
“Talk to me,” he began, sitting up further to look at you straight on, “I know something’s going on.” his voice sounded concerned, almost apologetic but the lift in his eyebrows let you know he already knew what you would say, only waiting for you to confide in him with it.
You began to detail every single thing that had happened since you left, telling him all about the disaster that followed you once you left the house. He never once interrupted, letting you rant on about how much you hated your afternoon. When you were done he took a minute to process your words, feeling his eyes on you the whole time, but he said nothing, pulling you back down to your previous position, changing the topic to try and help take your mind off all that and only focus on your current state. 
Some would say it was dumb, pointless conversation, but to you it was your savior, silently thanking him for trying so hard to cheer you up, talking about anything that came to mind, the chatting built off of every topic, progressing further with no intention to stop, one of the things you loved most about him was the ability to talk for hours no matter the topic.
“You know, I liked that note on the fridge thing, like some messed up game of slenderman.”
He brought up the witty move you pulled on him, finding it quite endearing. But you took notice of his words, deciding to play along with him.
“ Wait are you saying The Fucking Slenderman himself isn’t messed up enough for you?”
You laughed, craning your neck forward you tilted your head at him, an expression of amused disbelief danced across your features delicately.
“ No that’s not-” he paused, cutting himself off, unable to explain why he said what he did, “well …” he paused again, processing what to say next, when a cunning smile spread across his cheeks “he's kinda cute,” he said, at last, shrugging as if to indicate that was common knowledge, waiting for your reaction.
“Karl…” you looked at him, eyes now half-lidded as you held back a smile, trying to hold off on showing him he won. But to no avail, he noticed, laughing at your confusion as you shook your head at him, laughing along at the lengths he would go to make you laugh.
The rest of the evening was spent like that, continuing into multiple detailed discussions, everything from games he had found for you to play together all the way to plans for the following days, any negative emotions you had earlier now slipping away, thankful you had someone like him by your side.
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nekoma-not-lee · 1 year
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Day 5 - Eyeliner
Here is the lovely prompt list <3
CC!Karl/CC!Sapnap PLATONIC
I’m gonna need to tag 4 times today, so sorry @rxsahgrce for the spam >~< I’ll be posting these all at the same time so it all goes through at once
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Sapnap tried to hold still as best as he could as Karl carefully put the eyeliner on him. He had a wobbly smile on his face as Karl tried to go as fast as he could without messing it up. Once he finally finished, he tackled Sapnap to the ground, the latter letting out a shriek of surprise. He let out another shriek when Karl blew a raspberry on his cheek. Karl’s fingers seemed to get bored as they found purchase under his arms, scribbling quickly. And the worst part about this exchange was that Karl was completely quiet. Which meant all that Sapnap heard was his own boisterous laughter. “SAHAHAHAHAY SOHOHOHOMETHIHIHIHING!” Karl only smiled at that and shook his head, blowing another raspberry into Sapnap’s cheek.
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noneknxws · 1 year
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hi Karl fans can we be friends because you guys seem cool
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quackitittie · 2 years
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holdming hands......
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crynghost · 2 years
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Random Karl doodle turned into art? Hello??
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ravenxd · 8 months
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Sub!Karl waking up next to you all horny and bothered, waking you up to help him. Riding him to the point of him whimpering and a sweet sobbing mess?
Contents: sub!karl, gn! reader, creampies, unprotected sex,
Sub! Karl waking up cuddling you.
Sub! Karl who woke up almost in cold sweat
Sub! Karl who looks down, seeing his boner poke your bare ass.
Sub! Karl who wakes you up, begging for help
When you wake up, you feel annoyed, you had promised Sapnap you'd head over to the Dream Team house first thing in the morning for a stream, you knew that now since you're awake, you won't be able to sleep.
But Karl is begging, persistent, pleading and whining. Your annoyance turns into need, you can feel the area between your legs becoming hot..
When you turn around to face him, his face is a deep red, his eyes are half lidded, and he's panting like a dog.
"Gosh, can't even let me sleep.." You whispered, getting on top of him and grinding your hips onto his boner. He moaned and grabbed at your hips.
"Fuck.. please.." He begged, his teary eyes looked into yours, boring into his eyes.
"Needy slut." You whispered, pulling his boxers to the side, you looked down at his cock, noticing the amount of precum on his tip.
The sight made you clench your thighs together. You'd position yourself over his throbbing cock, he watched in anticipation as you lowered yourself onto him, moaning to the top of his lungs as a form of relief overcame his body.
"Fuuckkkk..." He moaned, almost high-pitched.
"I know, sweetheart... but you asked for it.." You had moaned into his ear, before slowly fucking yourself on his cock.
Karl started moaning, his nails sink into the skin of your hips as you kept bouncing up and down his cock.
Karl could feel the way you clenched down on his cock, the feeling of having something in you while your body is slipping into sleep made it all the more pleasurable to you.
"Y/n, please- c- fuck..!" He practically yelled. "More, please..!"
You pushed Karl down onto the bed with your hands, making sure he wouldn't move away, and kept your hands on his shoulders.
His hands remained on your hips, his stomach dipping as he took deeper breaths.
His moans grew louder and you knew it wouldn't take long before he'd cum, you moved faster, burying your face into his neck and kissing his most sensitive places. His hips starting bucking up, trying to push his cock deeper between your pink walls, sucking him further in.
The depths his cock started reaching left your legs trembling, it had knocked the air out of your lungs.
"Shit-.. Karl..!" You moan, walls pulsating and eyes rolled back.
"Baby... I'm gonna.." Karl groaned as he threw his head back onto the pillow. "Fuck..!"
You moaned into Karl's mouth as you leaned down and brought him into a forceful kiss. His tongue immediately set into your mouth, making contact with yours.
With a few more strong thrusts, you felt Karl's cum flood your walls, pushing so deep inside. You dropped onto him as your own orgasm left you spent.
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mcytblrconfessions · 6 months
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at least like once every 2 months or so the memory of lil nas x being on the dream smp comes to my mind and i question if it happened at all like. that just happened one day. the real lil nas x logged on minecraft and joined the dream smp to hang out with karl jacobs on the pokimane themed island he made and then went on to make a fucking tree house or something.
like that is a thing that happened and not something i hallucinated and it makes me insane
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brett-is-afraid · 1 year
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This picture is like a Renaissance painting
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comradeboyhalo · 2 months
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qsmptwt is worse than dsmptwt bbh-treatment wise, but qsmpblr is miles better than dsmpblr. really proud of bbhblr for absolutely taking over the space LMAO
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