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clumsyprincesstofu · 1 year

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Sapnap x reader frat party au

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Summary--- You meet Dream and Sapnap working at a bookstore and Dream decides to invite you to the frat party happening tonight!

Trigger Warnings---Uncomfortable situation at party, men not taking no for an answer

Pronouns---She/her

You sighed, putting your forehead down on the front desk of the bookstore you worked at. Working at a college bookstore meant every spring break was two weeks of mind-numbing torture. The only people that stayed on campus were people like you, working their way through college, or the athletes that had extra training while everyone else was gone. There wouldn’t be a trip to Miami Beach for your spring break, just more shifts to pick up. Drawing your knees up to your chest and opening your latest read, a sappy romance novel your friend Tina had recommended, you settled in for the boring shift.

The bell to the front door dinged as it opened, letting a draft in from the cool early spring breeze. “Hello, welcome in!” You called cheerily, marking your spot in the book, looking up as the two vaguely familiar men walked in. One wore a purple hoodie with some tears in the shoulders, and his black hat matched his black athletic shorts. The taller one wore a green hoodie and old faded jeans, his hair falling in his eyes. Purple hoodie gave a shy grin, while the taller boy nodded his head, still in quiet conversation. You went back to your book, letting them browse the store and talk amongst themselves.

Absorbed in your book, you weren’t sure how much time had passed before you heard someone clear their throat in front of you. Looking up, green-hoodie-tall-boy was staring at you with a smirk on his face like he found you funny. Raising your eyebrow you regarded him, “Hey, do you need something?” He leaned against the counter, looking at your book and then at you. “Just wondering why I haven’t seen you around campus. You go here right?” You smiled shyly back at him, “Yeah but I’m kind of a loner. I mostly just go to my classes and go home to study unless I’m here at work!” Out of the corner of your eye, you see purple hoodie boy walk out from a section, see green hoodie boy talking to you, and quickly dart back into the same section. “Is your friend okay? Do you guys need help finding something?” You ask, putting your feet on the floor and standing up. “No, he’s just shy around new people. I think you two would get along really well actually, he likes books too. Our friend Punz is having a party tonight at his frat, all of our friends are going. You should come!” You look down, clearing your throat before pushing your hair behind your ears. “Honestly parties aren’t really my thing, I don’t do well with meeting new people…” you sad quietly.

Purple hoodie boy walked up to the counter at that moment carrying two books. You blushed deeply at the thought of him hearing what you had just said. He was cute, and the two westerns he was holding made him seem even more attractive. You’d always had a thing for readers, no matter what genre. Green hoodie boy elbowed purple hoodie sharply, before looking back at you. “But you won’t be meeting all new people, you already know us! I’m Dream, this is Sap-“ purple hoodie boy jabbed an elbow into green hoodie-or Dream’s ribs, causing him to stop and suck in a breath sharply, “Nick,” purple hoodie finished for Dream, meeting your eyes, “My name’s Nick. Did Dream invite you to Punz’s party? You should come, it’d be fun.” Nick seemed earnest, his kind eyes searching yours. You heavy sighed, before responding. “Okay but I’m bringing a friend with me.” Nick grinned at you, pleased, “I’ll look for you and your friend there then. Be there seven tonight at Kappa Sigma.”

You walked in with Tina and Niki. As soon as you had asked them they agreed, telling you they’d never let you go to a frat party by yourself. They hyped you up as you got dressed, and talked you up when they heard about Nick. You had worn your black overall dress with fishnet tights borrowed from Niki and a purple lacey lingerie top to go under the dress. Your knee high black boots finished the look perfectly. Tina grabbed your hand and you grabbed Niki’s as Tina led the group to the kitchen. Tina was close with Punz and Punz’s friend Foolish, and had been here many times. She handed you and Niki cups of punch. “Go slow on this and drink water in between, this is really strong and has all kinds of stuff in it.” She laughed at your face as you took a sip, the alcohol burning all the way down but pleasant as it warmed you. You hadn’t planned on how cold it would be.

An hour passed and still you hadn’t seen Nick or Dream, much to your disappointment. A few guys had talked to you, and you would congregate regularly in the kitchen to check in with Tina and Niki. You were bored, tired of the same conversations, drunk, and debating leaving. “Hey, has anyone told you how hot you look tonight?” A low voice spoke from behind you. Rolling your eyes, you put a small smile on your face before turning around. “About thirty times.” The guy behind you was leaning against the doorway you were about to head through, blocking the way out. He stepped closer to you, crowding into your space. “Well does it sound better coming from me?” His breath reeked of alcohol, and he was way too close. “Nah it sounds the exact same. I gotta go find my friends, excuse me.” You tried to move around the guy, but he wasn’t letting you around him. You got more uncomfortable, raising your voice more as you said “I need you to let me through, I’m not interested.” His face changed, anger passing as if he couldn’t believe you weren’t interested in him. “No need to be a bitch, I’m just complimenting you.” He leaned down, crowding you more, making you back up into the island. You put your hand on his chest to push him off, but he was much too big and you were way too drunk. You vaguely recognized your voice telling him to stop sharply as you kept trying to push him, the feeling of his lips on your neck nauseating. All of a sudden he was gone with a yell, ripped off you.

“I’m pretty sure I heard her say no and stop multiple times Brian, get the fuck off of her.” You heard yelled before hearing a yelp and a thud. Your eyes were still squeezed closed, nauseous at the guys actions. “As a matter of fact why don’t you get the fuck out of my party asshole.” A different voice said. A hand on your shoulder made you open your eyes. Nick was standing there in front of you, his concerned eyes meeting yours before looking you up and down. “You okay? That guys a massive dick I’m really sorry.” Nick said gently, taking the red cup out of your hand and replacing it with his cup of water. “Drink this, that’s like your fourth cup of the punch isn’t it? That stuff is way too strong.” You took a sip gratefully, before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the back door with you.

Sapnap’s POV

He followed behind her, shocked that she even wanted him there. He hated Brian, he always pulled shit like this at frat parties. Sapnap kept asking Punz to ban him, but he couldn’t considering Brian lived in the frat. Her hand in his felt amazing, and Sapnap couldn’t help but stare at her back as he was led onto the porch. He watched as she took a couple deep breaths, eyes closed, before meeting his gaze and noticing him staring. Her cheeks blushed deep, and she shot her gaze down to the porch steps as she lifted herself up to sit on the wide porch railing.

“I’m sorry, I just needed a breather. This isn’t really my scene.” She wrapped her arms around herself, pulling her knees up to her chest as Sapnap stood in front of her, noticing how she rubbed her arm in the cold spring night air. He slipped his flannel off before slipping it over her shoulders. Stepping into her space was like torture. The smell of her apple shampoo and perfume made him almost weak in the knees and watching as she slipped her arms into his flannel and wrapped it around herself, the way the arms were too big and it was too baggy made him want to see her in his tshirt next. She wobbled a little on the porch rail making him nervous, she chuckled when she noticed him quickly step closer. “I’m a little drunk. Tina said that punch was strong but I thought she meant a little strong not ‘knock me on my ass drunk’.” Sapnap laughed back before tilting the red cup up with the tip of his finger to get her to drink more water. “Yeah I can’t tell you how many times I woke up with a splitting headache in the morning after these parties. You learn pretty quick to either stick to beer or only drink one. Otherwise you’re waking up under the table cuddling a stale box of raisin bran.” She laughed hard at that, leaning back a little too far to catch her breath and almost losing her balance on the rail. Sapnap darted forward, catching her wrist and tugging her back from falling.

He heard her breath quicken a little when she looked down at how close they had gotten. Sapnap had stopped to stand between her knees, her small wrist still in his warm hand and her hand fisted in his shirt. “That’s two times you’ve saved me now. Maybe I should keep you around just in case…” She whispered, her eyes flicking to his lips and back to his eyes. Sapnap chuckled quietly before snaking one arm under his flannel shirt and around her waist. “Keep wearing my shirts and I’ll be sure to stick around. It looks good on you.” Her eyes fluttered closed as his fingers circled her chin, his warmth sinking all the way into her bones. Sapnap looked to see if she was pulling away, or any sign she was disinterested, before leaning slowly in.

Her legs circled his waist, pulling him in closer as they kissed. She gasped when his hand circled the back of her neck and pulled her closer, her mouth opening enough for his tongue to meet hers. She played with the hair at the nape of his neck, her other hand on his arm steadying her. His other hand left her chin, going down to the back of her thigh as she lightly bit his lip, earning a quietly strained groan. She smiled into the kiss, loving the reactions she was getting out of him. Sapnap smacked her ass lightly, grinning at her. “You can’t do stuff like that if you want to stay at this party, everybody’ll be able to tell the effect you have on me.” She smiled back at him, making his heart flutter. “How about we get out of here then?”

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squishycheekanon · 10 months

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Human!Techno x reader

Warnings: friends to lovers, fluff, smut, humanTechno being a grump, grumpy guy-sunshineish girl. George complaining (no hate). Touch starvedness. I didn’t mean for there to be a size kink but there is one.

You’re confused, nothing new there, your head swirling from your long week and silly meetings at work. Nothing was more tedious than listening to George drone on about utter nonsense, mindnumbingly stupid complaints that were pointless to point out.

But even after getting up at four am every morning to work late into the night you still agreed to hang out with the gang at their shared house, at first you thought it was idiotic so did Techno maybe that’s why you two and a few of your other friends didn’t join in on the whole living together fiasco.

As much as you loved your friends thirty plus people in one house, no matter how big, was a recipe for disaster. Apparently not. Two years later and they had all managed to make it work setting up chore schedules, and bathroom schedules that seemed to make the house run perfectly.

Still you couldn’t be more glad to end the night in your own apartment snuggled up in your large bed, which is why you’re confused as to why you agreed to hang out tonight knowing full well that Wilbur wanted to have a piss up.

Pretty much everyone had a drink in their hands expect for you. You instead, after having half of the sangria Quackity had made for you, had claimed the little area in the back corner of the big living room. Head tipped back again the sofa, eyes closed and pressing into something warm.

Techno had arrived half an hour after you did, his week had started off great, but by the end of it he couldn’t help but feel a little agitated. He hadn’t seen you the whole week and as much as he’d never admit it out loud, and definitely not to you, he’d missed you.

You were the only person he could truly relax around and he needed that. Has done since he met you. Ten years ago it was, you had been stood up, sitting at a bar quietly crying to yourself when he bumped into you pouring his whiskey on the rocks all down your back, soaking your dress and pulling a squeal from you. A squeal he still teases you for. But he spent the rest of the night doing everything he could think of to make you smile and laugh to make up for it. It worked and you’ve been friends ever since.

Techno weaved his way through the huge hallway into the large kitchen to grab a beer from the double door fridge offering small nods to those who greeted him on his way to the massive living room area. His curious eyes scanning the space until they landed on you, the corners of his lips turning up slightly at the sight before him.

With a shake of his head he sat down next to you perhaps a little too close but when you sighed so softly pressing yourself into his warmth he relaxed against the leather sofa. “Long week?” He asked watching with a knowing gaze as you nodded. Knowing because this would be one of the nights he’d have to get a very sleepy you into his car and all the way up to your apartment and into your bed.

Techno dragged his gaze away from you to watch Wilbur try and teach Tommy and Tubbo how to play poker. At that point Phil and his wife arrived, Phil immediately coming over to Techno giving him a bro hug and saying hi to you which revived a thumbs up and a lazy smile. No matter how hard you try to open your eyes they were just so damn heavy you couldn’t do it, Phil smiled anyway glancing at Techno when he huffed at you.

“Take her home dude.” Phil patted Techno’s shoulder making the latter nod passing his unopened beer to Phil before picking you up. It was meant to be bridal style but you clung to him subconsciously wrapping your legs around his waist. He adapted a big arm around your waist and another under your tush, glaring at those who made whooping noises or whistled too loud making you whine softly onto his neck.

“Alright bun we’re going, we’re going.” He soothed, the words feeling a little foreign on his monotonous tongue.

“Tec!” Tommy was quick to stop his beefy uncle hooking your little handbag onto his shoulder, the sight was enough to make Tommy snicker to himself as he walked away. With a roll of his eyes Techno left the large house rather happy he had managed to skip the get together.

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You thanked Techno ten times over in the morning when you woke in your own bed, you knew exactly who got you there. You felt ridiculously bad resulting in you spending the whole morning and most of the afternoon baking him sweet treats while you waited for his reply text to see if he was coming over or wether you’d need to drop them at his.

Music played through out the kitchen, your cherry covered apron wrapped around your oversized T-shirt clad body as you iced the cupcakes to look like little Minecraft piggys giggling as you did so.

“Well isn’t this a sight.” You jumped back at the sound of Technos voice, looking up to see him grinning at you.

“What the fuck Tec!” You huffed dropping the icing bag to place your hands on your hips, he simply held up the spare key you’d given him before slipping it back into his pocket. “Dick.” You scoffed instantly regretting it when Techno gasped loudly, overexaggeratingly.

“Excuse you missy! I carry you home-“

“You drove.”

“Risk my life getting you up those stairs-“

“You always take the elevator.”

“Almost die trippin’ over the pile of dirty laundry-“

“It was one sock.”

“And this is the thanks I get?! Unbelievable.” He huffs crossing his muscular arms over his rather burly chest. You suppose you’ve never stopped to think about how big your best friend is, how good looking-

“Those better be for me.” He grumbles coming further into the kitchen freezing when he rounds the island you’re icing the cupcakes on to see your exposed legs. Clearing his throat and shaking off whatever that was, it’s not like he’s not seen it before. Hell he’s seen you in a bikini, this is nothing but he swears that’s his shirt as he walks closer.

“Yes they are Mr.Grumpy.” You smile when he pinches your hip slightly, his hulking form compared to you standing behind you, hovering over you as you work to get the pig just right. What you don’t expect, it really does take you by surprise and a warmth spreads in your stomach when he gently undoes the apron sitting on your hips only to redo it tighter.

It’s a simple act of helping but it has your cheeks warming like this man hasn’t done it before, like it’s new but it isn’t. “Thanks.” You internally praise yourself for not stuttering. Techno doesn’t even notice the slight tremor in your voice too focused of the that fact that you smell so good. Like vanilla.

Well maybe great minds think alike because his musky scent is now all your mind can focus on, it swirls around you stinking up the area around you, bursting your precious bubble replacing is with his cologne. Cinnamon and hint of tangerines? An odd combination but it smells so fucking nice on him, you just wanna bury your face in it.

“You missed the eyes.” He chuckled, eyes scanning over your face while you blink out of your little trance.

“Oh right.” You laugh stiffly, nervously. It makes Techno frown, he’s never heard you nervous around him. Others, yes. Him, never. That’s how it should be, yet you are. It makes him lean forward placing both palms on the worktop, essentially caging you in.

“What’s the matter bun?” He asks gruffly and as if by instinct your thighs press together, a small wiggle of your hips to create some unknowingly needed friction. His voice and that nickname, both of them usually so sweet and calming suddenly have a strange effect. Maybe it’s just you simply being touched starved? The loneliness catching up with you?

“Nothing.” It’s a blunt reply but it’s all you’ve got, you don’t dare turn around. How can you? Then you’d have to stare at his gorgeous face, you already feel his careful gaze burning holes into your head.

“Now I know that’s not true.” His breathy laugh skims over your skin making you shiver, he notices his hands sliding to your hips to turn you around, thumb and index finger keeping your chin locked so you have nowhere else to look but him. “Tell me bun, what’s troubling you? The long week?”

His voice, his eyes, his whole demeanour is too sincere it has a whimper slipping from you. The noise enough to make you both freeze, Techno’s eyes darkening.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” You admit honestly, fists tightening in frustration. You hadn’t felt like this in a while always too busy with work to sit and wallow in your feelings, maybe that was a good thing because right now with Techno so close; someone you trusted and knew cared for you; your body was taking control, letting you natural instincts take over.

You needed him, and Techno understood. He understood the look in your eye from what he’d seen in his own. Moving a few inches forward he wrapped his arms around your waist, one hand sliding up to tangle itself in your hair soothingly. Before you could even think about freezing up, “Relax bun, I got you.” He encouraged making you melt slipping your own arms around his muscular form.

“What do you need from me?” He asks after a few minutes feeling you grow restless in his hold. He knew you needed more but what he says next takes you back slight, “Do you need an old school finger fuck and make out session on the couch?” He asks jokingly though there is an air of seriousness to it. Especially with what he says next, his beautiful eyes sparkling with want, “Or do you need to sit on my face and let me lick you until your cum runs down my jaw?”

He squints when you whimper gripping his arm tighter, his head tilting slightly as he looks you over “Or maybe you just need a good fuck?” It takes you a second to comprehend but his hand’s already sliding up your leg, his rough palm against your soft skin.

“Mmmhmm, yeah, I think that’s it. Here, lift my t-shirt up a little so you can slide these panties off.” You blush at his words but do as he says, watching in almost shock when he drops to his knees large hands sliding up your things guiding you to open your legs slightly.

“Oh god your thighs are so soft bunny.” He murmurs against your skin, his nose dragging over the part where your thigh and your stomach meet. “And this pretty pussy, I can’t believe you’ve kept this hidden Bunny. So selfish.” He chided playfully.

The grin broad as daylight disappeared between you thighs, your head falling back, hands seeking purchase on the kitchen countertops. He placed a pressured kiss right on your clit listening to the hitch of your breath. Techno swears he’s never heard a sound so pretty than the moan he pulled from you when he wrapped his lips around little nub.

He wants to work night and day to make sure you never stop making that noise. Techno watched your wetness trickling down your thigh quick to lick it up not letting any go to waste. It’s as if his first taste transformed him from the composed grump of a man you knew to a starving man who had a three course meal laid out in front of him, your eyes rolled back, sinful moans echoing in the room.

He moved his tongue like he was possessed, licking into your clenching hole as if he was digging for something before closing his lips around your clit and sucking it so hard you swear it will be bruised tomorrow. His harsh and continuous actions on your cunt had one of your hands grasping onto Techno’s hair, your back arching as you started a slow grind on his tongue.

“That’s it Bunny make yourself cum, use my to tongue.” He hums into your weeping entrance, but you’re so focused on the feeling of euphoria coursing through your veins you don’t hear him, all your senses being taken over and before you know it you’re cumming, drenching the lower half of his chin though he doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest, slurping down all you give him, trying to pull more from you.

Though with a push of your hand against his head and whine of sensitivity he conceded rising from his knees instantly pulling you close into his hold, lips pressing against your own.

With one roll of his hips he’s inside you and not giving you a second to comprehend it. No, he’s already pulling back and slamming into you over and over again watching as you arch your body into his.

Techno is swift and slick with how he manages to pick you up, placing you on the worktop and deliver a hard thrust quickly after leaving you short of breath.

His large hand slides up over your throat applying slight pressure to push you down against the counter. Then up to your mouth, two thick fingers slipping inside letting you moan and whine around them, saliva dribbling down your cheeks. Neither of you care so engrossed in the feeling of being fucked so thoroughly.

Your moans down right pornographic, when he hit that spongy rough patch inside you. Striking it over and over again, Techno had never looked more happy than when he watched your head fall back, eyes rolling with it.

“Fuck, yes bun clench around me like that, take all that I’m giving you like a good girl.” They way he grunted the words into your ear before sucking your earlobe into his hot mouth had you whining around his fingers. White hot pleasure engulfing your messy form, nothing had ever felt better than this moment.

Your body felt like it was burning with each thrust of his hard cock, all you could do was lie there on the kitchen counter and dribble around his fingers while he fucked your pussy ruthlessly. If this was his version of a good fuck, you’d happily have it everyday.

The coil in your lower abdomen tightened and tightened, until you shattered on his cock, cumming harshly as the waves of pleasure rolled over you so intensely, your walls clenching around him tightly. He snapped his hips into you quicker chasing his own high, wanting to fill you up desperately.

“Please Tec, cum inside me!” That did it for him, absolutely finished him. He groaned thrusting into you so deep as he finished inside you just like you begged him to.

“Fuck bun, you did so good for me. Just relax, breathe, I’ve got you.” He soothed blinking away the last remaining blur of his orgasm, focusing on you and the aftercare you not only needed but deserved.

Cupcakes forgotten about Techno picked you up and carried you to your room laying you on your bed then helping you remove his shirt.

“So fucking pretty bun.” He shook his head staring down at your body, you were ready to disagree absolutely sure you looked like the mess he’d certainly fucked you into but the way his eyes darkened as they raked over your body had your mouth closing.

“Now, before I start running you a bath. I need another taste.” He groaned kneeling in front of the bed, grabbing your ankles to pull you closer to his face.

“But Tec you already-“

“No but’s bun, you’ve been keeping this fucking delicacy from me for far too long. I’ve got a lot of pussy worshiping to make up for and I’m sure she would agree.”

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hatchetislostpog · 6 months

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Quackity: I have fallen madly in love with you.

Y/n: Everyone does, darling. I'm a very loveable person.

Quackity: No, I'm seriously in love with you; this isn't me pretending. I love you.

Y/n: Oh...

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jessnotfoundd · 1 year

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭?

Finding out you're pregnant and telling them.

(You can send me ideas or thing you want me to write about them or some one specifically)

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Dream

After the talk, you both decided to be calm about it, so within two months you were waiting for your period, last month it came, so no baby, this month, you felt more tired than ever, so in your mind, you were hoping that now it's positive.

The test was taking longer than needed or you just didn't want to see it?. But when you open your eyes, test in front of your eyes, your mouth open wide, as well your eyes. It was real, it was not another negative test. It's a positive one. You smile and run to Clay's steam room, where he was editing some vlog. You wanted to give the news in a special way but with the extreme amount of excitement, you couldn't take it.

-Babe.- you move his chair so he is now facing you.

-Yes?- his eyes take a minute to see your happiness and he smiles too.

-I am- it's all you say and now tears of joy are escaping from your eyes- I'm pregnant- he jumps out of the chair and hugs you, turning around with you.

-We are gonna be so good, we're gonna do good.- his forehead on yours. Both of you smiling.

Sapnap

You knew. You know your body so bad. It's been 4 months since you decided to do this and you were so upset you haven't missed your period in none of those months. But war is over, you knew this time was right. The test is now hidden in the gift you prepared for the year anniversary of being married. A teddy bear customized as sapnap. Under it. The positive test for pregnancy.

-Open my gift- he says super happy, when you do so, you melt, a necklace with a picture of you two.-Hopefully one day there will be a picture of our family.- his hand is on yours, and your smile.

-Open mine- you smile, tears already coming. He laughs the minute he sees the teddy, but his eyes go a little down, noticing there's something else in the bag.

-I knew it.- he says eyes watery. Smiling big.

-How?- you're surprised, how did he find out?

-I guess i really pay attention to you and this week you were feeling sick, we had so many rushes to store for cravings, and laziness, I mean, you never were lazy.- he smiles wide and you let the tears run down your cheeks, he is so kind and perfect.

George

He was super into having a baby, so it wasn't a surprise that 4 weeks later your last period (which finished one day before having the talk) you were late on it. So you just waited two more days, just in case, but after those two days, the British boy and you rushed to the closest pharmacy to get a pregnancy test.

-So we might do a baby and I can´t see you pee on the stick?- he says annoyed.

-Exactly, now, let me pee, or do you want to pee for me?- I smirk.

-If i could i would.- he jokes and closes the door in front of him.

The waiting turned agonizing for both, but it was worth it. You both run to tell Dream and Sapnap they were going to be uncles.

Karl

This man would be desperate to have a positive pregnancy test, he would ask you every other day if you want to take one.

-Karl, babe, we have to wait at least a month to see if my period comes or not- he looked sad.-We have to be patient, remember?- he nods and goes back to whatever he was doing.

After your period date is late on his calendar (he insisted on knowing when it's supposed to be) he rushes to your work and after your shift is done, he takes a pregnancy test out of his pack.

-Your period is late, you know what that means?- he smiles and you do so, taking this moment and being sure to keep it forever in your memories.

-Fine, let's go home, and then I'll do the test.- you take it and lean to kiss him.

When the test turns out positive he's so happy, he wants to tell everyone, so you both just decided to find a good idea to tell everyone.

Quackity

This special occasion needed some special effort so you practice how to say it in Spanish.

-Babe- you get into the kitchen with the positive test on your pocket

-Yeah?- he's there making coffee for both, the cold morning asks for it.

-mhm- you hesitate but you are proud of your effort, so you just say it.- Estoy.... embarazada- you finish with doubt and he's already seeing you like a gosht.

-You sure you mean that you're pregnant?- you nod and take the positive test out of your pocket to show him. He's overwhelmed, but runs to your side to bring you in a hug.- oh god, you are.- he assures, and you both smile. He pulls you in for a kiss and the rest of the morning is basically you both telling you're families on facetime calls

Punz

You did the test and hope in the shower for a super quick shower before heading to your morning classes.

-Oh my god.- you heard luke on the other side of the curtain.

-What?- you have your eyes closed, enjoying the warm water falling on your head.

-We are pregnant- he says holding the test with the curtain a little open so you can see him.

-Luke!- you close the curtain so he can't see you.

-You mean that we are going to have a child but you don't want me to see you in the shower?- he laughs.

-Shut up, I'm pregnant.- you smile.

-We are darling, we are.- he jokes, resting on the door and looking at the positive test.

-I am the only one pregnant, Luke.- he signs.

-I'm Luke now?- he mumbles.

-Babe, why are you so dramatic?- you appear in his sight vision, a towel on your head, and others around your body.

-I'm gonna be a dad.- he brings you for a kiss and smile.

Foolish

He was there all the goddamn time, he was so sweet. You text him if he could come over because he was at Karl, who is both neighbors haha. He was going thru the door a second after you texted.

-You okay? something happened?- he checks on you and you show him the little box of the pregnancy test. -Oh- he's speechless.

-Want you to be here if it is positive, and I'm pretty sure it's gonna be.- you said with a smile. He takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom.

-Come on, piss on it baby- you both laugh.

When the positive was there, you couldn't believe it. Spent the rest of the night talking about the baby's stuff and just enjoying the presence of each other.

Wilbur

You were sure you were pregnant, and the negative tests were fake, so you decided to get a blood pregnancy test, you decided to keep it to yourself in case it was negative, but when the results were in your email box, you didn't want to open it. You did, and you're glad, cause it is a positive test, you are pregnant.

You call Will right away and told him that you both were going to have dinner for a big surprise. So when you're shift was over at the office, he pick you up.

-I cooked, i didn't feel like going out he says the moment you sit in the car.-Hope you're okay with it.- he kisses you and smiles. You are smiling so wide that he feels strange.-You have a big surprise I guess- he laughs and you nod.

-But ill have to wait until we are home.- he pouts and gets the car going.

At home, you are both almost eating now, and he is about to serve you wine, but you hold the bottle before he could pour it into the glass.

-You don't want wine?- he looks strange at you, you always had wine with big surprises and good news.

-It's not that i don't want to, it's that I can't.- you smile wide and he keeps it without picking it up.

-Why? are you taking medicine and i don't know?- he feels like a bad husband now.

-Will, I'm pregnant.- you hold his cheeks and he smiles wide like you are.

-No more wine for you- he leaves the bottle forgotten on the table and picks you in a hug, planting a kiss on your lips, smiling in the middle of this.

The celebration is long and you both feel like you're now complete.

-So i can talk to them?- he points at your stomach.

-Will, there's a group of cells, growing them will take a time.-He looks offended.

-There is our son!- he laughs, the wine kicking in.

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maxismp1 · 2 years

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U wraped in his cape

First of all Technoblade has his cape 24/7 365 days a year

And its normal for it to smell like him

But he often has to go, being called my his comrads or just doing his jobs

You get lonly af, and only thing you have is Steve

So when he finaly comes home to rest, he give you his cape for you to fix it and wash it

It's not often for him to wake up and not find you by his side

But at the other hand, when you do wake up before him you just start your day

"Y/n?"

He calls for you, but no answer. He went in to a small panic.

"Y/n?"

He calls once again while getting out of your shared bed. Slowly stumbling down the leaders.

"Y/n?"

Techno was now in full panic. Going to reach for his cape on the small stand, so he could search for you outside, but it wasn't there. He didn't care enogh about right now, he cared that you are safe

Reaching for his sord on the other side of the small stand, and quickly going outside. Only to find you wraped in his red cape.

"It smells like you"

You said simply

"I smell like me too, now go back to bed"

And with that he scooped his ball of live and went back upstairs to your shared bedroom

#c!technoblade x reader #c!techo x reader #mcyt x you #techno x reader #technoblade imagine #technoblade x reader #technoblade x you #dreamsmp x reader

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toshi-ki · 1 year

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goodbye

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ilici · 1 year

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coming home.

Summary: Y/N heads home with her uncle, only to find out the football team will be staying with them.

NSFW MINORS DNI !!

Warnings: Mention of knife play, knife play, choking, ropes, blindfolded, some surprises.

Word Count: 4540

shift in point of views, when the point of view is changed, the color of the text will change in the first word. I will have a parenthesis of the color that is chosen for those who are colorblind and may not be able to view the color.

Color Code:

Green - Dream

Blue - George

Orange - Sapnap

Purple - Karl

Yellow - Punz

Pink - Reader

Red - Third Person

(Pink) Shifting around, attempting to get a better look at my hip in the mirror, I flinch once my hand makes contact with the healing 'KJ' that was carved into my skin.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up." Punz's voice sounded muffled, and I could only nod.

Feeling my body being lifted up, I could somewhat make out the outline of George from my blurred vision as I was being carried somewhere.

Hearing the sound of water, I was gently placed into a warm tub, as all five men got to work cleaning me up.

Sapnap was washing my hair, Dream was getting the bandages and ointment ready for my hip, and Karl was scrubbing off some of the dried cum, and washing the rest of my body.

Once I was finished, Dream put the ointment and bandage on me, while Punz made sure I peed.

George now had me bundled up in warm towels he put in the dryer to make them warmer for me.

While I was in the bath, George even made hot chocolate for everyone and put on a Christmas movie.

Getting dressed in Sapnap's clothes, Karl carried me into the living room. Setting me down on the couch, George put a blanket on me and handed me the hot chocolate. Dream played the movie, and I spent a couple more hours there.

The aftercare was amazing.

Shaking my head, and putting another bandage on it, I huff quickly getting dressed. Letting my hair air dry, as I was too lazy to even bother with it.

"Y/N!"

Looking at the closed door, that slightly muffled the voice that yelled.

"Yeah?"

"Your uncle is here!"

Running my fingers through my tangled hair, wincing once they got caught in a knot.

Opening the door I smiled at my uncle, who only scolded me for taking forever to get ready.

"It's not like you have a wound to tend to."

I muttered under my breath, Karl's face appearing in my mind.

"What was that?"

He asked, and I only shrugged my shoulders, acting as if I said nothing.

"Let's go. We have guests waiting for us."

Halting my stops, I look at him my eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"What?"

(Orange) "Please just shut the fuck up."

I groan, refraining from banging my head against the window of the RV, as Dream and Karl scream at each other playing Mario Kart on their switches.

"God shut up!"

Punz yelled, throwing one of the couch pillows at Karl.

Karl let out a grunt of disapproval before his mood changed as he flipped Dream off.

"Suck on that you fucker."

Dream only retaliated by punching Karl's arm harshly.

"And you say I rage."

I whispered under my breath, looking up at Y/N's dorm door.

"So why exactly are we at the girl's dorms?"

George asked, and I looked over at him as if he were stupid.

"We're picking Y/N up, you idiot. The coach was telling us he was picking up his niece the entire time we were loading up."

Punz explained, hitting George every time he said a new word.

(Red) Everyone quickly stopped talking, once Coach walked into the RV.

"You guys are acting weird."

He muttered, shaking his head sitting down in the drivers seat.

Y/N finally walked in, her midriff visible, a little part of the bandage visible to those who looked close enough, or studied her body.

Karl instantly spotted it, a smirk played on his lips, as he scanned her body.

"Boys, this is Y/N. She is my niece, she is a Senior here."

This caught everyone's attention.

They all sworn up and down she was younger than them.

"You all probably remember her when I sent her to give you guys the rough draft."

"Oh, I definitely remember that."

Dream spoke up, a playful smirk on his face.

Y/N looked at all of them, her eyes lingering on Karl a little longer once she remembered the injury on her hip.

Giving them a small smile, she turned around sitting in the passenger seat trying her best to ignore their existence.

"When did you even get this thing? And why?"

She voiced out, busying herself with her phone, scrolling aimlessly through TikTok awaiting her uncle's answer.

Without answering, her uncle only glanced at her as he turned it on, lightly pressing on the gas to exit the dorm's parking lot.

"Well?"

She pressed, shooting him a glare.

"I got it about two weeks ago, I figured why not take the boys on vacation and also train as well. With you coming along, I figured my van wouldn't fit everyone."

He finally answered, and she nodded leaving it at that.

"Ow! Get back here you punk!"

Was heard, before Punz was basically on top of Y/N, giving her a goofy grin.

"Settle down!"

Coach yelled while Sapnap tugged on Punz's leg, attempting to pry him off.

"Do you mind getting off?"

She voiced, shoving him off of her, while Sapnap dragged him behind the curtains of the cab.

"Do you mind going to settle them down?"

He asked her, and she rolled her eyes following in behind Punz's disappearing head.

Once she was in view, George cleared his throat.

(Blue) "You lot are basically children, aren't you?"

I heard Y/N speak, and looked down at my hands that were gripping Karl's hood to keep him from attacking Punz.

Watching her eyes scan the scene, Dream dropped Sapnap, as Punz groaned once Sapnap fell on him.

"Pretty sure children can't fuck a senior in college."

Sapnap spoke up, his voice muffled in Punz's back. Shaking her head, and rolling her eyes she walked over grabbing Dream's wrist, along with mine pulling the both of us to the back.

As the three of us stepped over the two on the floor, I kept throwing Dream a confused glance, one that he'd return.

"What do you need?"

Dream asked before I could.

"If you two do not tame those three out there, I will be pissed, and so will my uncle. I want to at least sleep on the drive there."

She said, sternly, as if we were being scolded.

"How long is the drive anyways?"

I asked, rubbing the back of my neck taking notice that she has yet to drop our wrists.

She merely glanced my way, before looking over her shoulder.

"About six hours. Why?"

She asked, finally dropping our wrists, adjusting her skirt, and attempting to hide the bandage, that slightly, just slightly blended into her skin tone.

"If you're trying to hide that, why wear whatever this is?"

Dream spoke, grabbing the thin cloth that she called a shirt.

Slapping his hand away, she scowled, "It's called a crop top. It's long enough to hide everything unless I raise my arms."

She defended, while Dream and I hummed before walking around her.

As I was on the side that her injury was on, I purposely wrapped my arm around her waist, dragging it along until it left contact with her.

(Purple) Watching where George and Dream came from intently, I smiled brightly when she came back through.

She looked at Sapnap and Punz who were now settled down, busy playing whatever game they were on the switches.

As she was about to walk past me, my body instinctively reacted.

"Yes?"

Blinking, I realized I had grabbed her wrist halting all her movements.

"Oh- Uhm. Want to watch this movie with me?"

I asked, my face turning red.

Watching her look around, George was on his phone loudly scrolling through TikTok, Dream was trying to convince the coach to let him have one of the beers from the fridge, while Punz was laid across Sapnap both focused on their games.

Hearing her sigh, I gave her a look of hope, and she rolled her eyes giving in.

"There isn't any place to sit. You're in the weird recliner chair."

She pointed out, and I shrugged letting her wrist go before patting my lap.

"But my uncle--"

"But nothing. He is driving, Dream is now in your spot, and George is on the little space left on the couch since Sapnap and Punz are taking up the rest. Nobody is going to pay any mind to it."

I reassured her, and she nodded before hesitantly sitting down. I grinned, rotating the chair towards the direction of the table where my laptop resided.

"What movie is it?"

I hummed, helping her adjust to her level of comfort, my arms now wrapped around her waist and my head resting on her shoulder.

"It's not actually a movie, I just say that because I binge this series for hours. It's Total Drama Island."

She nodded, as I unpaused the movie.

(Yellow) "Bro. Look."

Patting Sapnap's chest, as my head was in his lap, he grunted and looked down at me to see where I was pointing.

Both of our eyes traveled to where Karl and Y/N were watching something on his laptop. No sound was heard from the laptop as they both had his AirPods in.

"Damn. Lucky bitch."

Sapnap whispered, "Seems innocent though. They're both watching something. Let's leave it be. Plus her uncle is just behind those curtains."

He dismissed it quickly.

I rolled my eyes, "They could be watching porn."

Sapnap smacked my head and whispered under his breath.

"Shut the hell up."

George spoke up, and I tilted my head back to look at him.

"What?"

"One. You're distracting me from my video and I have earbuds in, two not everyone is horny like you."

He rambled, and I laughed.

"You finally have earbuds in after having to listen to your loud shit."

(Red) Everyone was now in their own world. Dream was helping his coach with directions while also keeping up a conversation, George was in the bathroom for more privacy, and Sapnap and Punz were knocked out snoring ever so slightly.

Karl and Y/N were on season 2, and they still had about 5 hours left of the drive.

(Pink) "Karl, I have a question."

He hummed, letting me know he was listening.

"Why didn't Bad come with us?"

I asked, and he looked at me, now that we were now in a new position.

"He was going to come, but he decided to stay behind and fix up the locker room for us. Something about a smell that was lingering."

He explained, rubbing my bare legs that were thrown over the edge of the chair.

I nodded, "There was a smell. So I understand."

Chuckling, we turned our attention back to the show.

Growing bored, I glanced around us and bit my bottom lip.

Karl and I were basically alone. George was nowhere in sight, Punz and Sapnap were dead asleep, and Dream was still in the front.

Turning to look at him, I gave him a small nudge on his shoulder.

"What's up?"

He asked, keeping his attention on the screen.

Leaning forward to whisper in his ear, I grin.

"We're alone if you think about it."

He looked around, noticing how it was practically empty.

(Purple) Smirking, my mind instantly thought of multiple things.

"Do you know how to be quiet as well as you know how to whisper?"

I asked her, and she gave me a confused look.

"Don't you think we could have a little fun while watching this? We can even make a bet."

This piqued her interest, and she was now all ears.

"Cockwarm me, whoever makes a sound, wants more, or moves first loses. The winner gets to leave a hickey anywhere on the other."

Watching the gears turn in her head, she grinned nodding.

Helping her move back into her original position, I lifted the back of her skirt a bit.

"Thong? How risqué."

I tease, and she smacked my leg in rebuttal.

Lifting her up a bit, I moved my sweatpants down until I pulled my cock out.

"No boxers? How risqué."

She teased.

I rolled my eyes, and moved her thong to the side, already feeling how wet she was. Biting my bottom lip, I helped her slide onto me. We both held back a groan, and she shuddered.

"Good luck."

I whispered, unpausing the show.

Turning our attention back to the show, Y/N was biting her bottom lip roughly.

(Red) To others' eyes, it looked like Karl and Y/N were still watching TDI normally.

But one person knew what was happening, and they couldn't wait to bust them.

They wanted to join in on the fun.

(Yellow) Looking up at Sapnap, I slowly raise up carefully not to wake him. Scratching my neck, I look at Karl and Y/N smirking.

Y/N was barely moving her hips, and I saw Karl grip her waist roughly. She winced from the pain, more than likely from the wound.

"You lost. But don't worry. It'll be double the punishment."

Karl whispered to her, maintaining eye contact with me.

Gesturing to the bedroom, Karl lifted Y/N up before putting his cock away and Y/N looked at me with a red face.

I tutted and shook my head grabbing her wrist and leading her to the bedroom as Karl paused his video and followed behind.

"You both are horny fucks."

I said throwing Y/N onto the bed, her skirt flying up to her stomach. I instantly looked at her thong which was now damp.

"Yet so am I."

I growled out, motioning Karl to barricade the entrance.

"I'm going to devour you."

I told her, and she whimpered quietly.

Grabbing her plush thighs, I pulled her towards me roughly.

"I've been waiting to do this since you got in this damn RV."

Pulling her thong off of her body, I stuffed it into her mouth as Karl now joined us on the bed.

Looking over my shoulder, I see he put the curtain down, and hooked it onto the closet doorknob.

"Be quiet for us."

Karl told her, and I scoffed at how sweet he was being with her.

Rolling my eyes, I started nipping at her thighs, working my way up to her pussy.

Karl on the other hand was leaving hickeys all over her breasts.

Finally making it up to her pussy, I gave it a long lick before devouring it.

(Blue) Walking out of the bathroom, I saw only Sapnap dead asleep on the couch and no sign of anyone else.

Walking towards the bedroom, I heard muffled noises, and I smirked.

Trying to open the curtain, which refused to open, I glared at it before crawling under finally making it in.

"Thought you could have fun without me?"

I asked, and Punz just simply flipped me off continuing to eat her out, as Karl looked up at me shrugging.

"You were in the bathroom."

Scoffing, I crawled over to the bed taking her thong out of her mouth and sticking my fingers in her mouth instantly shoving them down her throat.

Hearing her gag on them, I smirk.

"Want to suck me off?"

I asked, and she eagerly nodded with glossy eyes.

Pulling my sweats and boxers down, I pull out of fingers and replaced them with my cock.

She instantly started sucking, and I leaned my head back in bliss.

"Sapnap should be waking up soon. Dream will be the only one that won't join us."

I told them, and Punz laughed into her pussy, causing her hips to buck up.

"Seriously?"

"Told you."

I muttered, petting Y/N's head and looking over at Sapnap who had an obvious tent in his shorts.

"Feel free to join."

Karl said, now kissing all the hickeys he left.

"Dude, Dream is going to be pissed."

Watching Y/N orgasm once more, Sapnap pushed Punz away.

(Orange) "Damn. How many times did she cum?"

I asked, seeing how fucked out she already looked.

"I counted five times."

Punz said, and Karl furrowed his eyebrows.

"I counted seven."

He said, and I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever. I'm going to fuck her anyways. Karl, did you pack that tie you were talking about?"

I asked, and Karl nodded walking over to his luggage that was under the bed pulling out a green and black tie.

"Seriously? Harry Potter-themed tie?"

George said, pulling his now semi-limp cock out of her mouth as some cum spilled down her chin.

"Shut up. It matches one of my outfits."

He said defensively.

Taking the tie from him, I handed it to George who looked down at her.

"We're going to blindfold you. Is that okay?"

Watching her nod, I strip off my shorts and boxers, lining my cock up before slowly pushing in and groaning out.

"Be a little quieter, just because they have music blaring doesn't mean they won't hear."

Punz said, throwing a pillow at me.

(Pink) Losing my vision, I reach for something as I adjust to the slight burn of Sapnap's cock stretching me. Feeling someone's hand interlace with mine, putting me at ease.

Feeling Sapnap pullout, he rammed back into me. Arching my back a hand from another direction covered my mouth muffling the loud moan.

"Quiet."

They warned, and I nodded at Punz's demanding tone.

Keeping their hand there, the other hand that I was digging my nails into was rubbing their thumb over my hand soothing me.

"Be a good girl for us."

Karl muttered, and I kept holding back moans, letting some slip through into Punz's hand.

After what felt like forever, I finally felt myself coming close.

"Gonna cum? I can feel it."

Sapnap said, speeding up his thrusts.

Nodding vigorously, I dug my nails deeper into the other person's skin when I felt myself cum.

Sapnap came inside of me shortly after and pulled out shoving his cum back into me.

"Smile for the picture pretty girl."

Sapnap mumbled.

Feeling all the weight from everyone getting off the bed, my mouth and hand felt empty.

Finally feeling the tie being taken off, I adjust to the lighting and look around.

Everyone left besides Punz.

He helped clean me up and changed the bandage for me.

Since my skirt had some cum on it, I had to change into a pair of my sweats instead.

Walking out with Punz, I sat on the couch letting Sapnap rest his head on my lap as he handed me a switch.

"Let's play a game."

Actually Dumb (Blue): Send the pic

Simp (Purple): ^

Dom Daddy. (Green): What pic?

Fuckboy 2.1 (Orange): Load Image

(Green) Looking ahead at the road, I pulled my phone back out after a couple minutes and opened the chat.

Clicking on the image, I nearly choked on my spit.

"Excuse me, sir."

I said, before walking out and glaring at everyone.

Y/N and Sapnap were playing a game together, and Karl was on his laptop, while George and Punz were smirking up at me.

"You guys think this is funny?"

I whispered, walking towards them.

"You chose to sit with the coach. Not our fault. Can't go up there and simply say, "Hey want to fuck Y/N with us?" Now, can I?"

Punz said shrugging, while Y/N and Sapnap paused their game everyone's attention turning to me.

Running my fingers through my hair, I threw one of the empty juice boxes at Punz.

"Just wait till we get there."

I said pointing at them, my eyes locking with Y/N's.

"Yeah yeah, whatever Dream."

Sapnap mumbled, unpausing his game.

Walking back up to the front, I sat down cursing under my breath looking at how many miles we had left.

"What was it?"

"Sapnap couldn't find the beers."

(Red) Sleeping the rest of the way there, Y/N was picked up by Dream per the Coaches request, and was brought into what was another house beside the one their coach went into.

Placing her down on the bed after finding the bedroom, Dream sat down on the rocking chair waiting till she woke up, a harsh glare on his features.

Losing his patience after a simple four minutes, he climbed atop the bed and wrapped his hands around her throat.

"Wake up princess. My turn. This time, a pea isn't gonna be what's bothering the princesses sleep."

Waking up startled, Y/N looked up at Dream and instantly whined once she realized his hand was choking her.

"Look who decided to finally wake up."

"You gonna be good for me? Your uncle is right outside setting up everything for when the boys and I practice."

Nodding her head, Dream scoffed, tightening his grip.

"Words."

"Yes."

Dream finally released her throat, and grinned to himself.

"I have you all to myself. I was assigned to keep you company until you woke up."

This made Y/N shiver, knowing they were actually alone.

"Turn over, let me take these off."

Taking off her sweats, he helped flip her over, forcing her ass in the air and making her arch her back.

"Already wet. Cute."

Y/N whined, gripping the pillow that was under her, and dug her face into it to muffle any of the sounds that would escape her soon.

Not even bothering to move the thong, he stripped over his clothes and gave her no time to prep before slamming into her. Y/N let out a muffled scream tears already pouring down her face.

Gripping onto her ass, he pounded into her, each thrust stretching her out.

"This is what you get. Punished, all because you were a whore who couldn't wait."

Y/N kept her moans muffled in the pillow, as she was already on the verge of collapsing from the amount of pleasure.

Making sure to hit the same spot over and over, Y/N quickly milked his cock, and Dream gave her no time to ride out her high as he aimed to make her overstimulated.

Going numb from the pleasure, Y/N could only make sounds that were incoherent, and sentences that made no sense whatsoever.

Feeling himself growing close, he reached around rubbing her clit so she would cum again once he did.

"Cum with me, pretty girl."

Y/N collapsed, and Dream, followed allowing himself to go deeper in this position. Causing him and Y/N to cum at the same time. Slowly pulling out, he cleaned himself and Y/N as she fell asleep from the overstimulation.

"Looks like I'll be needing to keep you company even longer."

Waking up once more, everyone was now in the room.

"I told you she sleeps a long time."

Dream spoke up, and she attempted to raise up but was refrained from her wrists. Looking over confused, her eyes widened at the sight of handcuffs.

"What?"

She asked, attempting to pull herself away from them.

"That won't work pretty."

Punz said, and Y/N groaned looking at them.

"What now?"

She questioned, and sighed giving up.

"Well. Your uncle went into town to get supplies and food, but he said the nearest town is about a forty minute drive. You also owe three people rounds."

Whining, she looked around as Karl climbed on the bed.

"You won't be needing these."

He said, cutting her clothes off with the same knife he used.

Shivering at the cold air on her bare skin, the cold metal not helping any.

"I think a cute little scar right on the side of your boob would be nice. Don't you think so too?"

Involuntary shivering, she bit her lip nodding.

"Yes, I think so."

Karl laughed happily, as he angled the knife this time cutting into her skin with more precision than last time.

Closing her eyes in slight pain, she leaned her head back feeling blood trickle down her body.

Feeling it being wiped away, she looked down seeing what he carved in her skin.

'PKSDG'

It followed the curve of her boob, being small enough to be hidden if she were to undress in front of someone.

"Perfect."

Trickling the knife along her bare body, he tossed it away and looked up at her.

"Can I fuck you now?"

Y/N nodded her head eagerly, completely forgetting about the others in the room.

Karl aligned his cock to her entrance, and slowly sunk in.

Both moaned at the feeling, Y/N leaning her head back in bliss.

Bottoming out, he pulled out before slamming back into her, causing her back to arch and her wrists to pull against the handcuffs.

The slight pain in her wrists were forgotten from the pleasure she was receiving.

"Fuck--"

She moaned out, while Karl kept his pace somewhat slow with rough thrusts.

Still being new to sex, Karl couldn't last long like the others. Filling her up with his cum as she came with him, she whined as he pulled out only to quickly be replaced as Punz slammed into her, throwing one of her legs over his shoulder.

Karl moved over to the side, kissing along the mark he left behind, as she was moaning, growing sensitive from Punz.

"Punz-- Holy shit."

She moaned out, before he was pulling out slowly.

Looking up at him confused and discomfort from feeling empty he only glared at her.

"Take the handcuffs off of her wrists."

He demanded, and Sapnap quickly took the handcuffs off of her wrists, allowing her to rub them a bit to soothe the small ache.

Picking her up, Punz set her on his hips, before entering her again but not moving.

Looking up once she felt the bed dip from a new person, George was now in front of her.

Aligning his cock, he slowly slid in, his and Punz's cock rubbing against each other stretching Y/N out even more.

Y/N moaned out in pain, leaning her head back against Punk's shoulder.

"Move."

Dream said, and the two listened as they began thrusting up into her with a rhythm.

Y/N was a mess, she had her eyes closed, her mouth was open yet no sounds were heard.

"Done fucked her dumb."

Sapnap muttered, shaking his head.

Feeling pressure, they both quickly pulled out as Y/N squirted everywhere.

Once she finished, they reentered her, Y/N letting out a strained moan digging her nails into Karl's thigh.

"Come on, one more time for us."

George told her, and Y/N was trembling, her whole body shaking.

Pulling out once more, she squirted one last time as both Punz and George came on her.

Collapsing against Punz, she passed out from exhaustion.

"I'll get the bath running."

Sapnap spoke up, and everyone started tidying her up, as Karl carried her and placed her in the tub.

"Maybe we should start going easy on her."

Karl said, looking at her going in and out of consciousness.

"She can handle it."

Dream said, as he rummaged around looking for ointment and a new bandage, for both wounds.

"She doesn't have hot chocolate but she did have white mocha mix and an espresso machine."

George told them, while they all nodded.

"Movie?"

"I put on Horton hears a Who."

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gayritory · 1 year

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GN! Having fun in the rain with CCs (very cute)

Tws: Being naked (unsexual), mention of drowning, mention of being sick, cussing, pet names. one mention of "y/n"

I'm a new writer please give feedback and requests:))

Karl Jacobs

-Tbh out of everyone i think Karl would be the funnest person to be in the rain with.

"KARL ITS RAINING HARD TODAYY!!!"

*you both squeal like fan girls*

-for some reason you guys decided to go outside FULLY NAKED.

"LOOK AT ME IM NAKED IN THE RAIN NEXT TO KARL JA-"

"rain dance?"

-yep you guys danced in the rain...- NAKED...

- surprisingly it wasn't awkward at all.

-it was very fun.

"TAKE ME TO YOUR BEST FREINDS HOUSE-"

"MARMALADE WERE MAKING OUT"

"OHHH yea-"

-that guy ruins your singing by bringing you into his chest and kissing you.

"i love yo-"

"DONT TAKE ME TOUNGE TIE-"

"Y/N YOU RUINED THE MOMMENT" your lover said while giggling.

-you obviously ignored him

"-I LOVED YOU THEN I LOVED YOU NOWWWWWW"

-the whole time you said that you were pointing at his chest while looking up at him lovingly and him looking down at you in awe

-he adores you so fucking much <3

"one two three four..."

"don't take me tounge tied...."

"I'll stay up all nightTTT"

-lets just say you guys spent your time in the rain having a naked concert

Georgenotfound

"George i know that look- if you drag me out there i will drown you!"

"comeeee onnnn babe... i promise I'll take care of you if you get sickkk...."

"if i get sick that means you get sic-"

*puppy dog eyes"

-his puppy dog eyes always win.

"GEORGE IF YOU RUN IN THE RAIN YOU MUST TAKE YOUR SHOES OF- AYE NO you'll ruin them!"

-george being george, he obviously didn't listen to your motherly protests..

"George, you ruined your shoes......hop on my back"

-you should have never said that..

"HURRY UP HORSEY!"

"I hate you..."

"you love meeeeeeee" he replied back teasingly as he sloppily kissed your cheek.

QUACKITY

-this bitch never fails to entertain you.

-and annoy you..

"COME ON QUACKITY"

"I'm here I'm here"

-man wobbles out with Antarctica suit gear.

"it's raining-not snowing!"

"let's see who gets drenched first then!"

"QUACKITY- GO BACK INSIDE AND CHANGE"

-he comes out 20 minutes later.

"what the fuck"

"WHAT IF I DROWN HUH?"

-man walks out with scuba gear and swimming flippers.

-at this point you gave up. You just want to have a cute-cliche moment.

"fine fine! don't give me that look..."

-he comes back 5 minutes later with a fake, angry pout on his face.

"FINALLY! LETS GO KISS IN THE RAIN-"

"and possibly drown at the same tim-"

-you shut that boy up with a kiss but he still manages to ruin the romantic moment.

*HACK HAWK COUGH HACK*

"QUACKITY- what the fuc-"

"WATER GOT IN MY MOUTH AND I ALMOST DIE-"

"-QUACKITY I WILL DEAD ASS DROWN YOU IN THE GUTTERS!"

-that shut him up real quick.

Tommyinnit

-this boy obviously had to record a TikTok.

"Why can't we just spend time together without you recordin-"

"HELLO TIKTOK IM IN THE RAIN WITH MY GIRL FREIND"

*points camera towards you*

*you give evil glare*

-he then stops recording, only to hold his phone up on a tree and start recording again.

"TIKTOK- WE ARE HAVING A ROMANTIC MOMENT"

-he then rapidly takes both of your hands and starts awkwardly swaying your guy's hands back and forth.

-after awhile of awkwardly swinging hands, Tommy randomly decided to roughly spin you around...

-Causing you to fall down.

"TOMMY!!"

"WAIT- HAHCK.. WAIT.. NO, ARE YOU OKAYYDHSHS?"

"Die"

-tommy slowly helped you get up, while both of you laughed.

-he then decided to spin you around and catch you in his arms causing you to look up at him in awe.

-you both didn't say the "L" word yet but moments like this prove that your love for him is aliv-

"NOW SPIN ME!"

- AYE- DONT INTERRUPT M-

*he throws him self on you- causing you both to stumble a bit*

"Tommy..."

"wot." He looks up at you with his arms wrapped around your neck and his head on your chest.

"i love you tom.."

"i love you too" he mumbles out as he gives you a peck on the nose.

-whatever love birds

Wilbur soot

-out of everyone Wilbur is definitely the most romantic

-SHOWERS IN THE RAIN!

"imagine the rain stops-"

"WILL! don't say that-"

"then everyone will see our butt-"

"WILL!"

-even though you both saw each other naked before, you both decided to wear swimsuits.

-for paranoia reasons yall decided to go to your guy's backyard..

"will- heh, you look like a street rat... HAHAHA"

"and you look like a mop, m' love."

-he could be insulting you and still make you feel flustered.

"aww is my little baby flustered?"

"n-NO!"

-BRO WASHING EACH OTHERS HAIR WOULD BE SO CUTE!

-like you already love touching each others hair- but washing it...

"your hair is so soft, m' love"

"WILL! ARE YOU SMELLING MY HAIR?"

"I LIKE THIS SHAMPOOOO"

-manz would forget about everything and just focus on the feeling of your hair around his fingers.

-even though you love him touching your hair, you wanted to touch his..

"Will! Are you doneeee? my feet hurt... n i wanna touch your hair :("

-You mumbled the last part but he still some how heard you.

"awe babyyyyy-"

*you give him a pouty glare which tells him not to tease you..*

"okay okayyy, i have an idea."

--------------------------------

"WILL IM NOT SITTING ON THE WET GRASS!"

"of course not! You can sit on my lap"

-thats how your legs are wrapped around his torso, head in his shoulder, playing with his hair as he plays with yours.

-you both stayed in the rain for awhile which led to Wilbur falling on his back causing you to lay on his stomach while you smile up at him lovingly.

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angstyx · 1 year

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Hi, if possible, i would love a Karl Jacobs or Wilbur Soot imagine (you can decide which one you want to write more) where Karl or Wilbur is reader's brother's best friend.

Oh no, he's cute

CC!Wilbur Soot x Reader

Word Count: 310+ words

Summary: You find out that your brother's best friend is kinda cute... and that you may have a crush on him… oops?

TW: cursing, shouting

Requested?: [Yes] [No]

Masterlist // Rules for Requesting

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"And here's my room! [Name]'s room is across from mine but they usually never come out as far as I know," your brother jokes, right as you open the door to go downstairs.

Your brother and the guy next to him turn to look at you. You're about to turn around and go back inside your room to prevent any social interaction but your brother had other ideas. Damn him.

"Look who finally decided to leave their room. [Name], meet my best friend, Wilbur. Wilbur, meet my sibling, [name]." You internally grown and turn around to face the two. Before you could flip your brother off, his friend flashes you a big, friendly smile and nervously waves at you. "Hey," he says awkwardly. Your heart skips a beat and your eyes widen.

Oh shit, he's cute. Too cute.

Literally, shut up [name]! He's your brother's best friend! Though that doesn't really matt-

You quickly cut off your thoughts and give Wilbur a nervous smile back. "Hey..." Your brother gives you a knowing look but you ignore him. Hopefully, Wilbur doesn't think you look messy in your pjs.

Since when did you care about what your brother's friends think about you [name]? Since the moment you met this one. If someone took a look at your mind at that moment, they would've thought you were weird for arguing with yourself.

Before your brother could say anything more, you quickly turn around and walk back into your room, immediately shutting the door. You flop onto your bed and groan.

Shit, were those butterflies in your stomach? You quickly bring your hands to cup your face. Its warm. No way you like Wilbur when you literally just met him. Like, literally just minutes ago. Though he is kinda cute. Damn it, you were gonna think about this for the rest of the week, weren't you?

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Omegle Doesn't Always Show Nudity ; Sapnap

I put in Florida and hit video.

I met a lot of weird people. Most of them were probably high off meth or some other type of drug. But, I pressed on. It was almost one in the morning when I decided I would do my last chat with a stranger before heading off to bed.

A new person popped up onto my screen. He had brown hair and green eyes. He also had an adorable cat on his desk, which he was petting.

"Nice pussy." I comment making him laugh.

"Thanks, she’s a little bitch sometimes though."

"My cats the same way. She doesn't understand the saying, 'don't bite the hand that feeds you'. It's like she wants to go back out onto the street." He laughs and puts his cat down.

"Maybe she was a stripper. She might want more money to get catnip." I chuckle and it goes quiet for a little bit.

"So, where do you live?"

The back and forth banter continued for hours. I had totally forgotten all about sleep and was more focused on learning new things about him.

"Oh sorry, I have to go." And that was the last thing he said before leaving.

I didn’t see him anymore after that. It was either because we weren’t on at the same time or he just wasn’t interested in being on Omegle anymore.

I wished I could see him again. He was the only person that I could hold a real conversation with. With other people, it was either me asking questions or answering their questions with short, snippy answers. But with him, I just couldn’t shut up.

"Okay, one last time before I head to bed," I said aloud.

A face popped onto my screen, a cat's face.

"Nice pussy." I said laughing to myself.

"Thanks but she’s a bitch sometimes.”

"Nick?" He takes his cat away from the camera and his eyes widen.

"Y/n! It's really you! I've been trying to find you for so long!" He smiled so big.

"Me too! I've been trying for days."

We talked for hours after, again. This time, I even got his number so we didn't have to spend time finding each other.

"This is a story we'll tell our kids about." He said quietly.

"Kids?! Who said anything about kids?!"

"Not me, that's for sure!"

The gif are the kids in question.

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lonely-lost-soul · 2 years

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Hi!!! I've been Reading your stuff literally all morning!! I was hoping that I could request something?

Ok ok hear me out...

Quackity x Axolotl Hybrid Reader...

So like perhaps y'know a lil pirate au, Quackity and the rest of his crew, schlatt, etc, land and decide to rest at a nearby tavern, a bunch of other ships and crews are staying there, so while schlatt and his crew are chilling in the bar and starting fights with dreams, and technos crew, bossman is walking along the beach and he meets y/n?? Idk if any of that makes sense

I just like the thought of a pink axolotl hybrid:)

ANYWAYS TYSM FOR DOING WHAT YOU DO<333

Quackity x Axolotl Hybrid Reader

First Story, back we're churning it all out! I hope you enjoy this little one-shot <3

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Quackity loved the open sea, he has ever since he was a boy. He remembers his mama coming up to his room to sit beside him. She would sit at the window sill telling him stories about the open sea and the fantastical creatures that lurked under the water. He believed her fully and would always ask her to describe these creatures of legend to him. She would laugh speaking softly to him in Spanish saying they were enchantingly beautiful creatures, and that Quackity’s father was the only one who’s ever allegedly seen these mythological beings in real life. She told tales about them and it was easy to fall in love with them. Apparently, many of these creatures fell hard and fast and it was even harder for a human not to be taken beneath the waves, lost forever to the deep ocean. Quackity wasn’t so sure he believed all that, after all, if no one ever saw one how would they know they’d be lost forever? Even so, he still stayed up all night waiting for his father to return from his job working for the royal navy, but he never did. His ship was lost at sea never to be heard from again.

“Oi, Quackity get your head out of your ass. We’re here.”

Quackity snapped out of his daydream standing up straight as their ship lurched to anchor at the port. The smell of salt and algae permeated the pier as the crew began to dismount their vessel, The Big Man. The ship was owned and run by Captain Schlatt, one of the most well-known pirates on the open sea. The man had taken a young and impressionable Quackity under his wing and made him his first mate after four months of staying in his home village. Quackity hadn’t been back home in a while, five years give or take, he hoped his mother was fairing well and was using the money he would send her from their excursions. She had never been the same since his father never returned that fateful night all those years ago. Quackity stood straighter the scar on the side of his face itching in aggravation due to the salty air, Tubbo, Quackity’s young apprentice stood behind him eagerly.

“You ready to go bossman?” His smile stretched across his face, Quackity wasn’t sure if the kid was expecting this venture to turn into a raid or if he was just that enthusiastic to be on land once again.

“As I’ll ever be,” Quackity grinned adjusting his hat, “Schlatt already headed to the tavern?”

“If you think anyone could come in between him and getting his alcohol you’d be mistaken.” Tubbo scoffed, muttering in clear disdain, “He’s already there, plus he heard rumors that an old ‘friend’ of his was also frequenting the bar.”

“He has many quote-on-quote friends amigo, you’re gonna need to be more specific.” Quackity snorted as he walked down the ramp of the ship, his long blue jacket fluttering in the briny air, Tubbo following close behind him.

“Wilbur and his crew.”

“Mierda…” He groaned as Tubbo opened up the tavern doors, it was already loud inside as Quackity entered, he noticed Tubbo’s face lit up seeing Tommy and Ranboo. All three were close when they were young, all grown up on the streets together they had to learn to look after one another. But took different routes escaping the royal guard and ending up on different ships. Tommy went off with Wilbur and Ranboo went with Wilbur's twin brother Technoblade, which meant the Blood God was somewhere around here too. He scratched at his scar that was generously granted by said man, so far he didn’t see any sign of him, hopefully, he was fucking one of the barmaids somewhere to occupy his time and wrath. “Tubbo,” Quackity began and the boy looked at him with big doe eyes, “go on and say hi to your old mates. No drinking through, I’m gonna need you on your toes for when Schlatt inevitably crashes.”

“Yes sir,” Tubbo beamed quickly running over to the other boys and throwing his arms around them excitedly. Quackity’s lip twitched seeing how innocent and excited all the boys were to see one another, he wondered if he’d ever get that feeling back for himself. Most likely not, seeing as Schlatt was already pulling a barmaid into his lap while Wilbur was chuckling by his side. Quackity rubbed between his eyes already knowing they were most certainly staying here a few more days at least. So long as Schlatt had a warm drink and either a dick to suck or a pussy to fuck they’d be here for a good long while.

“Well, Well, Well if it isn’t the Little Duck.” Quackity tensed pivoting to face Technoblade and his father Phil. Phil had a pleased grin on his face, and Techno was smirking cockily with a brunette woman at his side. One of his favorites from the territory, Quackity got a bad feeling it’s not often all the pirate captains came together under one roof. All that seemed to be missing was Dream and his crew, but give it some time he was sure that green bastard would show up one way or another. “How’s the scar fairing you?”

“Fine.” He grunted locking his jaw, “Sometimes I lose peripheral vision in my eye but you know that’ll happen when you take a cutlass to the face.” Technoblade had the gall to laugh like him being disfigured was the most amusing thing in the world.

“You’re lucky that’s all I did, considering you tried to publicly execute me.” Technoblade scoffed raising a slit eyebrow, he took a step closer to Quackity towering over him, Quackity stepped back trying to keep his chest puffed feining confidence. The girl who was by Techno’s side leaned closer to Phil looking nervous and Phil gently stroked her hair.

“You blew up our ship!” He argued, sweating watching as Technoblade moved into his periphery, he was now unable to see him due to his blind eye. He choked feeling cold metal a hand wrapped tight around his neck, he let out a wheeze as the air was ripped from his lungs.

“I let you escape with your life. Remember that Little Duck.” He whispered into Quackity’s ear sending a chill of ice down his spine, his airways eased as Technoblade let go of his neck. He let in a big gulp of air and began to pant, “run back to your Captain. It seems he may need your help sooner rather than later.” Technoblade stepped away motioning for Phil to follow, the older man only eyed Quackity wearily before following his son, dragging the maiden with him. Quackity’s hand shakily touched his neck which was sure to bruise before looking back at all the patrons in the bar, they all seemed to be distracted enough. He needed to leave, everything felt hot and his one good eye was stinging he wouldn’t be caught dead showing any signs of weakness especially not towards Technoblade. The sounds of the chattering of the bar overwhelmed him completely and his body was buzzing unpleasantly. He walked to the back of the room near the exit and slipped out of it hopefully unnoticed.

“Bastard,” Quackity grumbled under his breath, as the cold air began to cool off his feverish skin “maldito cerdo…” He knew where he needed to go.

Whenever he would feel overwhelmed or stressed as a child his mom would always walk him by the ocean, feeling the sand beneath his toes and the fresh ocean air always helped clear his mind. So that’s where Quackity headed, the sun was setting, reflecting off the ocean creating a beautiful orange and purple glow over the coast. He slipped off his leather boots leaving them by the pier, the soft feather in his black hair tickled his cheek as he removed his hat so he didn’t lose it in case he went for a swim. The wind fluttered through his hair and made his jacket flutter around his body as he began his trek across the beach. He made it about a mile and a half down the beach when he noticed a figure standing out on a rocky outcropping. Waves crashed against the rocks severely, spraying foam everywhere and there was no doubt that the algae would make it slippery, as he drew closer he realized the figure on the outcropping was a young woman around his age. He wasn’t close enough to make out any distinctive features, however, he did watch her slip, stumbling over herself almost crashing into the waves below. It made Quackity’s heart skip a beat, his legs moved on their own as he came up quickly onto the rocks and the woman to try to warn her. She let out a squeak as he watched her bend over to pick something off of the rock her legs slipping out from under her as Quackity reached out and grasped her by the waist. She reached out and clung to his shoulders as he steadied the both of them, as they locked eyes Quackity felt all the saliva in his mouth dry up instantly.

“Las historias son verdaderas…” The girl began to chitter nervous wiggling in his hold, “Hey, hey! It’s okay I’m not gonna hurt you.” He expressed hoping she could understand him, she seemed to eye him hesitantly before giving a nod. Now that she knew he wouldn’t hurt her he was able to fully take in her features, she looked mostly human except instead of ears she had fins growing out the side of her head, they were a soft baby pink. They looked different from normal fins, now that he really examined they weren’t really fins at all they were rounded and more feathery, unlike anything he’d ever seen. As he pulled away he continued to gaze at the fish lady, he noticed she had a pink shine to her skin if she moved a certain way against the light. Her hands were webbed, as were her feet, and a long tail fin came from behind her and was wrapped around her legs seemingly protectively. Other than those features she appeared to be a normal human, with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes and a cute nose and lips. “Do you speak English?”

“Yes…” She spoke softly still seeming wary of him,

“I’m Quackity and you?” You told him your name and his body shivered as he tested it out on his own lips. “It’s nice to meet you hermosa,” He purred bowing gracefully with a wink. He watched your brow furrow cutely you let out a frustrated chirp,

“I don’t know what that means.” A pout settled across your lips and Quackity just wanted to pinch your cheeks,

“It means beautiful.” He mushed shooting finger guns in your direction,

Your eyes got wide and your trail flicked shyly, color spread across your cheeks and he watched you preen. “Are you trying to court me?” You sounded so serious he had to laugh, “you’re doing it wrong.”

“Oh am I?” He hummed eyes sparkling mischievously as you nodded relaxing a little by his side. “Want to enlighten me?”

“I suppose it is my duty as the Princess of my kingdom to enlighten outsiders of our culture. It won’t be easy to court me mind you. I’m very picky.”

Quackity let out a startled sound, “hold on did you say you were a princess?-” You grabbed his hands and placed them on your hips before smashing your foreheads together, he let out a breathy laugh of ‘what the fuck?’

“First you have to show you care for me with a dance,” You spoke proudly resting your hands behind his neck, “While I sing.” You began to hum softly as you and Quackity danced around the slippery rock. He was baffled at how serious you were taking his comment, then again he didn’t know anything about you or your species' traditions. No one has ever seen anything like you or your kind before he figured he should just go along with it for now. He was quiet but began to lead you through the dance and he noticed little changes in your song, you would let out little trills and chirps before your song came to an end. It was adorble and he found himself taking in your features rather fondly, his mama was right. You were enchantingly beautiful. You took a step away from him observing him he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do so he just did what his mama taught him if he ever found himself dancing with a lady. He knelt down on one knee took your hand in his own and pressed a kiss to the back of your hand winking up at you. Color spilled across your cheeks, and you warbled a little, “You pass.” You glanced away from him clearly trying to hide your embarrassment and it made him feel proud that he could fluster you. Him, with his jagged scar and fake tooth, and you the beautiful princess from a mysterious underwater kingdom that he was somehow courting.

“I’m not saying I never fail but…I have a pretty good reputation.” Quackity mused, “What’s next?”

“Shells, you have to be able to find the most appealing shells that you think I’ll like and make them into a necklace for me to wear. If I accept the shells and the handcrafted necklace then you can continue with your own bizarre courting rituals.”

“You can count on me.” Quackity hummed, “How long do I have, I don’t see very well in the dark, unfortunately.” You looked thoughtful for a moment,

“Same time tomorrow,” You tapped your fingers against your skin in thought, your eyes narrowed and he yelped slightly as you were suddenly close to his face. If he leaned forward both your lips would connect. Your fingers trailed against his scar and he tensed, “What happened to you? Who did this?”

“Er…got into a fight with a giant pig.” He mused, “Made it out alive though even with this ugly thing.” Quackity rubbed the back of his neck, did she find him repulsive now? Who wouldn’t, after all his face is practically mangled beyond comprehension.

“It’s not ugly.”

“Huh?” He blanched blinking in surprise,

“You’re a brave warrior.” The cold, wet pads of your fingers felt good against his hot skin and itchy scar, “Only the strongest warriors have scars. You are very brave as well as very handsome.” You trilled fingers grazing over his lips,

Oh.

Oh. God.

He’s flustered. You’ve actually managed to flusher him and pink spread across his cheeks and ears, he stumbled back a little and felt his feet slide out from under him. “Oh fuck!” He felt the cold water engulf him and he thought for sure his head would be bashed against the hard rock. At least he had gotten to dance with a beautiful angel before he died, he had that he supposed. But instead, he felt two hands pull him out of the water like he weighed nothing like he was a wet tissue, he sputtered staring into your eyes. He looked down to find himself floating in the air, you were carrying him like it was NOTHING. He yelped as you moved your arms suddenly carry him bridal style and began to scamper off the soaking rocks,

“You fell.” You grinned down at him, “You’re pretty clumsy huh?” He was sure by the heat of his face his entire face had to be as red as a cherry tomato, his head was nestled between your breasts. “It’s okay.” He felt you place him back on the sand and cupped his cheeks, “I’ll protect you little bird.” You brushed the feather in his hair, delicately pushing some wet hair behind his ear, “With the prettiest eyes…” You cooed,

“Okay-” He sputtered eyes hazy looking over at you, the way the rising moon lit up your body made you look almost ethereal. It was the first time he could actually see what you were wearing, it seemed to be a mix of shells, coral, seaweed, and netting. He did take note that your neck was bare of any type of shells it stirred something inside of him, he wanted to make your neck beautiful with shells. You both jumped as there was a loud shout of Quackity’s name, it sounded like a frantic Tubbo, “Tomorrow?” he spoke hurriedly “I promise.”

“I’ll see you then.” You smiled softly leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his forehead before disappearing into the sea. He was still dazed when Tubbo grabbed his arm,

“Big Q! Where have you been? It’s been hours! Schlatt got into a fight!”

“Shit. With you?”

“Dream!”

Double shit.

“Schlatt wants to leave as soon as possible! He’s pissed you weren’t there.”

TRIPLE SHIT.

All he could think about was your smiling face, and strong arms as you disappeared back into the waves. He still needed to get you shells, still needed to tell you what was going on and where he was going! He was going to leave you abandoned just like his father did his mother. “As soon as possible? But we just landed at the port! We’d have to find the entire crew and it’s so late at that.” He tried to argue as Tubbo huffed,

“Don’t argue with me! Argue with Schlatt!” He tossed his arms up in the air, “either way we have to hurry- Are you looking for shells right now!?”

“I’ll meet you back there as soon as I can! There’s just something I have to do first, tell Schlatt he can wait five minutes and if he can’t he can leave me here.”

“Big Q what’s going on with you!”

“Go Tubbo!”

The young lad flinched, hesitating only slightly before nodding and heading back the way he came. Once he was gone from view Quackity frantically knelt in the sand searching for all the different shells he could find. He gathered as many as he could break, or chipped he didn’t care he hoarded all of them. He only was able to find one full shell a little scallop and he quickly flicked open his pocket knife and carved a thin little ‘Q’ inside it. Quackity ripped off a piece of fabric from his jacket and did his best to poke holes in the shells and thread them through the only fabric he had. He hesitantly took the feather out of his hair and interwove it onto the makeshift necklace. He stumbled back onto the outcropping and rested the necklace near the rock he had found you standing by, he said a quick prayer that you’d receive the gift before heading back down the beach towards Schlatt and his ship.

Quackity got an earful from a fuming Schlatt when he returned back, Schlatt had a large open wound in his chest and a black eye most likely from Dream and Sapnap tag team. He blamed Quackity for the injury claiming if he was doing his job and keeping an eye on Schlatt he wouldn’t have pissed off the little green bug. The stubborn bastard didn’t let anyone else tend to his wound other than Quackity as per usual, once he was all patched up Schlatt grabbed a bottle of whiskey and passed out in his bed. Not before commanding the ship to leave port, of course, how could he have forgotten that in his wounded and drunken stupor? Quackity was fuming marching back onto the front of the ship and bending over the railing, he watched as the isle grew into nothing but a small dot in the distance. He felt a sharp pain in his chest like he was leaving some part of it behind on that island, that was until he heard a loud thumb against the side of the ship. He leaned over the railing to see a mop of (h/c) hair peaking out from the ocean, he almost choked seeing you pop up and chirp at him. You were keeping up with the boat and around your neck was his mess of a necklace he made you, did that mean you accepted it? It had to have, “What are you doing here?” He laughed trying not to fall over the side,

“You’re my mate now!” You called laughing as you splashed through the water to keep up with the boat, “Your shells were perfectly imperfect and so are you, I love it! I accept!” You chittered and Quackity watched you do a flip in the water, “You’re stuck with me now!”

Quackity couldn’t have been happier to hear those words come out of your mouth. The only problem now was how exactly he was going to explain you to the crew and Schlatt. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice Tubbo gawking beside him, “WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!”

Quadruple shit.

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deliwrites · 2 years

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𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 // Dream

// DATE // 13th of October 2022 // PAIRING // Dreamwastaken x Reader // WARNING // masterbation, phone sex, pet names // WORDS // 2,8k // SUMMARY // Dream was going around face timing friends for the first time. He let me know I would be one of them. // SERIES // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

I sat in front of my set-up. I was a Minecraft YouTuber just like Dream. This is how we met in the first place. I wasn’t faceless like him tho. He was the reason I made manhunt videos as well. I, of course, gave him credit every single time. I didn’t want him to think I was taking his video and claiming it as mine. In his videos, it was men hunting him and in mine, it was females hunting me.

I don’t know how, when or where, but Dream found my channel. Just as it was taking off. Maybe he found me because I had started to become more popular. I will have to ask him sometime.

He got in contact with me over Twitter. It wasn’t anything significant. More a message like; ‘Hey, I noticed you make similar video’s as me. They’re awesome! Thanks for the credit btw’. It felt like an automated message but I still responded.

I let him know how he is an inspiration to me and that I hoped he was fine with me - basically - copying him. To my surprise, he responded. He was super cool about it. He even came up with the idea to mix the groups. So about a year ago, we posted a video on his channel; “Minecraft Manhunt Two Speedrunners VS Ten Hunters”. It got a lot of attention and we’ve basically been friends ever since. It got so much attention. We ended up making 4 more. Just so it had an ending like the rest of them. We were going 2 vs 2 with the wins. So either party had to win the last match and they would win in total.

Who would have guessed, Dream and I ended up winning the last one. Which happened 3 months ago. We only won because of me I might add. Dream ended up dying just before we killed the dragon. Three more hits after I pulled out of a fight. Pearling into the ring. I finished off the dragon. Dream and I cheered while the others screamed in disbelief.

I was expecting contact to fade when we were done with all the videos. Though, to my surprise that wasn’t the case. We still texted and even called. We talked almost every day. I really liked our friendship. But I hated to admit it.

I was falling for him. Hard. I would like for us to be more if I was honest. Sure, I had no idea what he looked like - tho I was going to find out soon - but he was such a sweetheart. I’ve definitely been flirting with him. No shame there. I think he’s been flirting back, but I’m not sure. We’ve had many flirty jokes and suggestive conversations. I have no clue how much male friends talk to each other about kinks. But I was sure I knew more about that side of him than George or Sapnap.

Turning on my camera, I wait patiently for him to call me.

Dreamy Poo 💚

A squeak escapes me as I quickly press record on the camera.

“Look, guys, he’s calling!” I tell the camera. Shamelessly showing off what Clay is called on my phone. Picking up the phone when I turn it back to me, I cover my eyes. Nervous - as fuck - about seeing him

“Hey, Y/n,” His comforting voice rings through the phone quietly.

“Wait, shit, I didn’t put you on speaker!” I groan in frustration to myself.

“Then put me on speaker,” I can hear him laugh at my idiocy.

“I don’t want to see you yet, I’m nervous!” I tell him. Hanging my head, pouting slightly. A soft chuckle comes from him.

“Alright, I’ll cover the camera,” he starts. “You put me on speaker, and let me know when I can uncover the camera. Alright?”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Alright, it’s covered,” peeking through my fingers slightly. The screen is black beside the buttons. I quickly put him on speaker. Giving my camera a look for my stupidity. Squeezing my eyes shut I shake my head softly.

“Okay, I’m ready,” I tell Clay.

“Really, you’re still keeping your eyes closed?” he asks chuckling in disbelief.

“Dream! Don’t judge me!” I whine getting another laugh from him.

“Alright, I’ll just stay here, waiting,” I hear a thunk like he put his phone down on something. Out of curiosity, I open one eye just enough to check my phone. A slight pout on his face catches my eye. An audible gasp leaves my lips. I open both eyes and just stare at him. Mouth agape. He was looking away slightly. After hearing my gasp he looks back at the screen. His pout fading into a smile.

“No,” is the first coherent word that comes out. Clay shakes his head, chuckling softly as I stare at him. Frozen in my spot.

“What’s that supposed to mean!”

“You’re fucking gorgeous!” I say before my thoughts could catch up. A blush almost instantly flushed my cheeks. His cheeks seem to tint a little pink as well at my outburst. “I mean! No! You can’t be this beautiful!” I try to recover and find confidence in what I’m saying. A bright smile takes place on Clay’s face. He is sitting more relaxed in his gaming chair. It was then that I notice he had set his phone up on his desk. Either sitting on something or leaning against something. Angling it just right where I could see from the top of his head, all the way to his jean-covered knees.

Letting out little confused noises, I lean forward in my gaming chair. Left elbow on my knee, head resting on my left hand. My right hand holding my phone. I wasn’t sure if I was still in frame of my camera but I couldn’t care less at this point.

I was just staring at him in amazement. His eyes were so gorgeous, his smile is gorgeous, god I could stare at him all day and not get bored. Though I wasn’t distracted enough to not notice him glancing down at me. I decide then to tease him with that later. First I needed a video for Twitter.

“I can’t believe you’re real,” I tell him, getting another laugh from him.

“Yep, I’m definitely real. You can ask Sapnap if you don’t believe me,” he chuckles.

“I believe you.”

“Good,” he grins.

“Who else have you called?” I decide to ask.

“You are actually the first I called today, others were a little busy at this time.”

“Woah, I wasn’t even your first pick, I’m offended!” I tell him loudly, tho there is obvious sarcasm in my voice. “Bye!” I fake hanging up. Noting that that’s where I should cut the video before posting it on Twitter.

“No!” Clay sounds a little desperate making me chuckle.

“Don’t worry, I wasn’t going to actually hang up,” I tell him in a whisper. “There is something I wanna talk to you about,” I smirk, sitting back in my chair, I hover my phone slightly above me. “I noticed your eyes wandered a bit,” I start smugly. His eyes widen and I can tell he’s about to deny it. “Don’t bother denying it,” I chuckle. “I don’t mind either way.”

“Wait, what?” he seems a little confused at my comment. “You don’t mind that I was checking you out?”

“Aha, so you admit it,” I giggle, grinning. I poke my tongue out in a teasing manner. He groans and rolls his eyes, a smile still gracing his face.

“Okay, yes, I did,” he says reluctantly, though there is a smirk playing at the corner of his lip. “You’re absolutely stunning, how could I not.”

“Why thank you, Clay,” doing something that I was possibly going to regret later. I swiftly pull at the short crop top I was wearing. Showing off the black lace bra I was wearing underneath. “You like the look of these?” I ask him. Unsure where this confidence was coming from. Looking down at his lean body I notice him shuffling in his seat. Which gave me even more confidence.

“Damn it, yes,” he breathes out like he was trying to not let this escalate. But I could tell he was already too into this.

“I can tell,” I smirk. “I can see a little bludge forming,” I lick my top lip in anticipation. Tho, to my surprise a smirk starts to form on his lips now as well.

“Does it excite you, that you have this effect on me?” my eyes widen slightly at his words. Only then becoming painfully aware of the wetness and pressure between my legs. A blush spread on my cheeks. “I take that as a ‘yes’,” his voice is deep as he chuckles.

I counter his confidence by taking off the crop top. I swear I saw the tent in his jeans twitch just slightly. Positioning my phone on my desk, similarly to how he has his phone. Standing up, I shimmy out of the short pleated skirt I was wearing. Leaving me in nothing but my matching lace lingerie and white thigh-high socks.

“God, you’re a tease,” he groans softly. His shirt is quick to disappear as well. Followed by his jeans being lowered. A relieved sigh left his lips. Having taken a little bit of the pressure off his hard dick.

“You already knew that, Clay,” I stick out my tongue at him. This wasn’t the first time I teased him. Before I would just send him a spicy pic. The smirk never left my lips. I loved that I was able to do this to him. Turning away from the phone, my ass in full view. I can feel it jiggle as I take the few steps back to my chair. Having pushed it a bit away when I set up my phone and took off the skirt. I swear I heard a ‘fuck’ leave his lips. Sitting back down my tits jiggle with the bounce. Looking at my phone. He’s starting gently stroking his member over his boxers.

“God you’re gorgeous,” he tells me, making me swoon just a little. “Will you play with your tits for me?” his voice is filled with slight authority, making his question more of a demand. Not that I would decline. I would answer to his every wish if I could. I don’t answer verbally. Instead deciding to reach behind me. Unclipping my bra. I don’t let it fall just yet. Leaving it to hang loosely on my shoulder. Both of my hands slide from my ribs to cup my breasts. Pushing them together making them seem bigger. That does the trick of making the bra slide down. Smirking I cover my boobs with one hand, throwing the bra somewhere in the room.

Looking at my phone, I see he’s decided to stop torturing himself. Having freed his dick from his constricting boxers. His right hand was slowly stroking himself up and down, thumb pressing down on the glistening tip. I lick my lips at the sight. We had done something similar to this once, though I obviously wasn’t able to see him then.

Cupping my breasts once, I pinch my nipples, soft moans leaving my lips at that. I was kinda sad that I was wearing black lace. Was it any other colour, I could have shown him just how wet this made me. The slight breeze in my room let me know just how soaked I was.

“Clay,” I start softly. Sliding my hands down, I wait for his eyes to connect with mine. “I want you to watch me.”

“I am,” he tells me a little breathless. Smirking I slide my thumbs under the hem of my panties, sliding them down my legs. Kicking them off. I pull my knees up, spreading my legs. I sink down in my chair a little. Legs hanging in the air. Putting my wet cunt on full display for him. “Look at you. Putting yourself on full display for me,” a blush graces my cheeks at the praises he was giving me. “Out here pleasing me like a good kitten,” the pet name leaving his lips has my lips flutter. “You like that, don’t you,” he smirks, voice dark. “You like being a good girl for me,” the dark tone in his voice does things to me. I’m getting drunk just of his voice.

Reaching between my legs with slim fingers. I spread my folds, slick already running down in expectancy. Fuck, I was so wet. Dipping a finger in I imagine it being his finger. Quickly adding another. Curling my fingers as I thrust them in and out. Playing with my clit with my thumb. Watching Clay pick up the pace with his hand. Matching my pace. ‘God, I wish I was with you.’

“Me too,” he smirks. Looking directly at my pussy. Glistening in the studio light. Moans and gasps left my lips as I abused my clit with frantic strokes. The thrusts becoming quicker by the second. Not even registering that I had said my thought out loud. “I can just imagine sitting on my knees in front of you. Eating you out, leaving you a moaning mess as you are now.”

“Oh, please, do that!” I moan out. Closing my eyes I picture him doing just that. The thought of his mouth of me. Sucking at my clit, tongue thrusting inside me. Adding his fingers to make it feel just that much better.

“Are you gonna cum for me, kitten?” I’m not sure if he actually said that, or if I was imagining it, but I begged for it.

“Please,” I beg like I was deprived of an orgasm for days. I, so desperately wanted to show him, how good this made me feel. How fucking hot it was for me to hold onto this confidence. Watching him jerk off to me was so hot. I loved that I had this effect on him. I loved that I was enough.

His dark chuckle rings through my ears. “Alright, baby. Cum with me and next time I’ll fill you up, alright?” I couldn’t answer him. Him just saying that had me falling off the edge. My eyes closed tightly as my orgasm ripped through me. I was breathing heavily, stroking out my orgasm. After having calmed down I open my eyes slowly. Chest still heaving up and down rapidly. Looking at my phone, Dream is in the same state as me. Cum glistened on his stomach. “Good girl, squirting for me like that,” he breathes out when he sees I have my eyes open again.

My eyes widen at his comment. “Wait! I squirted!?” I gasp, all of my energy suddenly back. Looking between my legs I suddenly became aware of a lot more wetness than I’m used to, pooling around my cheeks. Along with obvious dark spots on my white carpet. Dream chuckles softly. ‘Cute,’ he thought.

We calmed down a little more, both of us leaving our chairs for a little. I went to grab a towel and a wet cloth. I was still amazed that I squirted, I didn’t know I could do that. Cleaning up the pool on my gaming chair as well as between my shaky legs. I wiped myself down with the wet cloth. Cooling my skin before slipping into clean underwear, deciding on snuggling into a pair of sweatpants and a Dream hoodie. Taking a seat once more, a blush slowly flushed my cheeks. All the confidence I had left me slowly now that the act was over.

Scooting the chair closer to the desk, I look at Clay suddenly feeling shy. Pulling up my knees, I set my feet down on the chair, wrapping my arms around my knees. He still seemed to be confident in this whole situation. He was wearing the same clothes as before, his shirt a little more wrinkled now. He seemed to be just admiring me but I couldn’t stand the silence right now.

“So… that was something,” I end up mumbling. A gentle smile played on Clay’s lips. Seeming to catch on to my change of demeanour.

“It was,” he spoke gently. “I wasn’t expecting it. Though, I loved every second of it,” a soft smile formed on my lips from that. “I meant what I said tho,” I sent him a look of slight confusion, tilting my head sideways. “Next time, I’ll come fill you up,” his smirk is back. My blush darkens as I hide my face in my knees. A chuckle came from him.

Soon after, we end the call. After making a quick cut of the video that had also recorded our spicy episode. I posted the ‘safe for work’ part to Twitter. Deciding to send the ‘not safe for work’ part to Clay.

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

// SERIES // Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 //

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squishycheekanon · 1 year

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Hear me out: Prince! Techno with a Beauty and the Beast vibe 👀👀

Prince!Techno x reader

Fantasy reality

Okay it’s done, finally. I have proof read this like ten times so I’m an idiot if there’s any mistakes😂

Warnings: 18+, we are a cold bitch to begin with, slow burn, smut, NSFW, murder, blood, there will be character descriptions in here that match the time it’s set so if you don’t have long hair just imagine ;), fantasy cultural differences, plus GOT references, this shit it long, this is probably not what you asked for but it’s what my mind came up with.

Winter is coming, that you were sure of. Too many people shivered in the streets, too much coal and wood was being burnt to save from the nasty chill of winter. Although you didn’t mind it. Taking a stroll through your now frozen gardens had given you the most pleasure you’d felt in months. Ever since your father promised you to the Prince of Rinesdale.

Your guards heavy footsteps thumbed behind you as you walked, their metal armour creaking when they moved. The sound made you sigh as your leather gloved hand plucked a black rose from one of your many rose bushes. Your long wavy yet partly braided hair blew in the cold wind leading one of your guards to speak up, “My lady it is far to cold to be out here, your father wouldn’t like it.”

“Then it’s a good think he isn’t here, Ser Ren.” Your sharply formed words make the guard step back into line with the other three, his eyes however stay on your figure examining the dark black cloak you wore over your dark black dress, your hair falling down your back. They linger for a moment before they’re torn away by your brothers new bride.

“Sister!” You internally groan at the sound of your new sister in law, her happy and giddy energy making your stomach churn as she links her arm with yours making you drop your rose.

“I heard about your marriage to the Prince! How amazing!” She squealed like a little girl coming to stand in front of you stomping your black petals into the ground.

“Amazing? How so?” Your tone is harsh and maybe you should have tried to soften it for the halfwit but you can’t find it in yourself to do so.

“Well it’s the Prince which means you’ll get to be Queen one day.” She giggled smiling a little too much, “and that would be very exciting for you.” her hand reaches up to push a piece of hair behind your ear but you catch her wrist in a tight grip before she can.

“If you ever call me sister again, I’ll have you drawn and quartered.” The words scare her but your cold eyes are what’s making the girl shake in your hold, she whimpers and soon she’s gone.

“My lady I don’t think that was wise.” Ser Ren mumbles once again a little closer to you than you both know he should be. You whip around your eyes blazing with wildfire, the ruthless dangerous guard steps back as if burned.

“You are not here to tell me what you think, you are here to guard me.” You spit through gritted teeth trying to control your anger, the same anger that’s been bubbling since summer last, since the announcement. Any little thing threatening it to bubble over and you’re not the only one who notices.

“You’ve not been the same since the announcement of your betrothal My lady.” The bald and rather plump priest speaks walking slowly beside you, his devotion to your father clear in his voice. The only reason he’s here is because your father ordered it.

“No? Gosh how strange that I’m not happy about being sold like a piece of meat by the man who’s supposed to love me.” You scoff looking around the cold gardens.

“You know your father loves you very much, he’s only doing what he thinks is best.” The priest speaks but all you hear is your father’s voice ringing in your ears.

“Oh yes? Then where is he? Why isn’t he here? Oh that’s right, he’s forging the alliance with the Blades and I’m to be the prize of it all, like a succulent pig at a feast. May as well stick the apple in my mouth now.” You rant watching the older man smile slightly.

“There’s so much of your mother in you.” He smiled softly, fondness in his eyes.

“I asked you never to speak about her with me.” Your voice is suddenly small and you feel it too. Small and weak when your weakness is suddenly brought to light once more.

Your mother The first lady Draygon. Stark black hair, wonderful figure, beauty screamed from her. It was a tragedy when she was murdered, your father destroyed the men who did it. Her statue resides in the crypt that runs below your cold home and you visit it every chance you get.

“I apologise Lady Draygon, you won’t hear me speak of it again. I must get back to the temple soon, I have only come to inform you that your departure will be tomorrow at dawn. Good day my lady and safe travels.” The priest leaves before you can argue knowing that was what was coming.

“Fuck.”

“My lady-“

“Oh stick a sock in it Ren.” You grunt marching off trying to ignore the quickened sound of those footsteps until your wooden door is slammed right in their faces. A place they can’t enter. A place that is entirely your own, you revel in it for tomorrow you’re certain you’ll never have anything like it again.

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Your goodbye from your brother wasn’t much, though you suppose after threatening his wife it was what it ought to have been. The carriage ride then the boat ride then the other carriage ride was tedious and far too long in your opinion. You were bored and a bored Lady Draygon was never a good thing.

You heard the rustle and bustle of life, people making a fuss as your carriage came to a stop outside the Gold Keep, your guard helping you step out. The city of Rinesdale was very large, built with sturdy stone and brick. The castle was the biggest building here you’d noticed, your cold eyes purposely ignoring the group of people that stood in front of it. Royals.

Your midnight coloured dress stood out amongst the bright reds and yellows and oranges that plagued the city. It was a statement along with how you wore your hair regardless if your handmaiden had advised you otherwise. You wore it in the Northern way, where you were from, where you were now was the South and you would not conform to their ways despite being betrothed to a southerner.

“Lady Draygon what an honour it is to have you with us.” The Queen was the first to speak after you climbed the steps and curtsied to the southern royals.

“The honour is mine, Your Grace.” You smile but you’re one hundred percent sure she can tell it’s fake.

“You were only a babe the last time I saw you.” The kings accent is strong and it makes a real smile pull at your lips, the same accent as your mother had.

“I’ve grown since then your majesty.” I joke and he lets out a hearty chuckle, it’s deep and comes from his chest making his round belly shake.

“Indeed you have my dear, come and meet your betrothed.” He smiles his voice turning slightly serious as he eyes my four guards behind me, respecting them with a nod.

“Lady Draygon, this is Prince Techno, the fourth Blade to sit on the Silver throne, a knight of the white realm and my son.” The king’s chest swells with pride when Techno steps forward grabbing your hand and kissing the back of it. The feel of his lips against your skin has shivers running down your spine.

Only when he stands do you manage to get a real good look at him and by the gods he was gorgeous. A true Prince if you ever saw one, his long wavy pink hair with braids in it was a little like yours but styled the southern way. His ruby eyes, his sharp face, pale skin. He was big too, he almost looked a little too big to be a royal, more like a kings guard or knight, someone who’s sees regular action. Even through his belted tunic, breeches and royal coat you could tell he was all muscle. You were just hoping that he was brains too.

“My lady, may I say you are beautiful.” The prince’s monotone voice has a need beginning to grind inside you that you’ve never felt before.

“I think you just did.” You quip pulling your hand away from his touch and turning to the king. “If you please your Majesty, might I see my father?” You try to be as polite as you can speaking over the crowd that cheering in the background.

“He did not tell you child? He left for Fell yesterday.” The king said with a small frown that seemed to be contagious for all the Blades now wore it even the two little princesses that stood next to Techno, his sisters.

“No, he didn’t tell me a thing.” You push a tight smile onto your face, it didn’t stay there for long at all. You know why your father didn’t tell you he was returning from where you’d just come from, he didn’t want to deal with your wrath. It said so in the letter that was left in your new quarters.

“Well fuck.” You grunt sitting down on your bed and scrunching up the letter in your hand, the chambers were nice enough but you didn’t take much time to examine them. You knew you’d be moving rooms once you’re married anyway so it hardly mattered what it looked like.

The sound of a knock at your door had you standing to attention, “yes?”

“It’s Prince Techno my lady.” The deep voice echoed in the hallway.

“Come in.” You sigh trying to force yourself to sound even remotely happy. The door opens and Ser Ren gives you a look but you give a subtle shake of your head, you knew how to protect yourself if anything happened and with that the door shut.

Techno looked almost like he didn’t know what to do with himself, the awkwardness in the air was pungent. “I apologise if I interrupted anything.” He said gesturing to the scrunched up parchment in your hand.

“It’s quite alright my Lord, I had already finished reading it when you knocked.” You cleared your throat placing the paper on your bed.

“It must be odd coming here.” He smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Yes, it’s um rather warm compared to what im used to.” You reply.

“Do you miss it?” He asked an underlining hopefulness in his voice, hoping for you to say no but he knows you won’t.

“Yes. I do, very much. Why are you here may I ask?” You snap and although it’s a little too subtle for others to pick up on, he does.

“You are to be my wife soon, I suppose I wanted to get to know the woman who I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.” He answered searching your face for any feeling and coming up empty.

“I’m sure there’s plenty of time for that.” You don’t smile this time having had enough of those pleasantries. “Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to get ready for dinner.” He looks a little shocked at your answer but nods and leaves you.

You were cold he had assessed, certainly suited Fell but now you were here in Rinesdale and you were to be his Queen one day. How was he to break through your tough exterior? How was he to tame the beast inside you? Only time would tell but he hoped he could do it.

Seeing how his mother was walked all over by his father while said father got drunk, ate too much and fucked too many whores. He didn’t want to be like that, he didn’t want his marriage to be like that. He was determined it wouldn’t be, but by the gods how was he supposed to tell you of his own beast? He was sure that your father had not told you of what he became once a month on the nights of the red moon.

No, right now getting to know you and wooing you were far more important than anything else. He would deal with his family line’s secret after you’d fallen in love with him. It was the safest option.

The feast they called dinner went by deathly slow, dancing, drinking and eating was enjoyed by everyone. Everyone in the castle showing signs of merriment, the king a little too much in your opinion.

You were all too happy to leave. You excused yourself to the bathroom and soon after found yourself in the gardens. They weren’t frozen nor did they sprout your beautiful black roses but they seemed nice enough under the stars.

Your stroll was soon interrupted by none other than the man you had been promised to. “I saw you slip out and wondered where you had gone.” He explained when you asked him why he wasn’t at the feast.

You nodded taking his arm when he offered it to once more walk. You noticed he seemed on edge and truth be told he was. He was getting agitated for the blood moon would soon be upon him. His father told him a few years ago that there were several things he could do leading up to the time but they were all vulgar and he refused them. He didn’t want to get drunk or fuck or kill. So he didn’t.

“Are you alright My Lord?” You asked blinking up at him, your cautious eyes watching him carefully. The creaking of heavy metal behind you gave you a reassurance that you were safe calming your beating heart.

“Yes I’m quite alright just a bit too much to drink I think, and please call me Techno.” He confessed with a guilty smile that made you giggle.

“Most men feel guilty for more than having too much to drink.” You smile, maybe you had had too much to drink too?

“I’m glad to be one of the few that feel guilty for less.” He smirks giving your hand a gently squeeze. You both continued to walk around the gardens until you became tired, Techno escorted you to your chambers and bid you goodnight.

“My Lord? Where are you going?” You asked seeing the king and the kings guard all on horses outside the Gold Keep. You had become more familiar with the castle in the past two months you’d been there.

“Ah my lady, a hunting trip. We shall be back tomorrow. I’ll bring you back a present.” Techno winked, his masculine spiced scent making you light headed yet you managed a goodbye.

“Until tomorrow then my Lord.” You smiled softly, watching his face soften significantly.

“Until tomorrow my lady.” He kissed your knuckles before jumping on his horse and galloping away.

Tomorrow was such a long time you had concluded as you tossed and turned the night away under the red moonlight but when it came Techno was true to his word. His clothes were a little torn and bloodied but he brought you back some soft pelts of whatever animal he had clearly hunted.

The same pelts that now graced your bed and kept you warm now that the temperature had dropped a little signalling that Winter had arrived in Rinesdale. There was no snow but it was colder for certain, making all the women wear long sleeved dresses and the men adorning their cloaks a little longer.

You had remained wearing dark colours the entire time you were in Rinesdale, a detail the Queen certainly hadn’t missed. “Do you intend on wearing those darknesses forever?” She asked, her tone a little too harsh and her words a little too slurred to assume she was sober. A golden goblet in her hand as she stared at you from across the dinner table where you and Techno and all his family sat eating.

“They are colours that remind me of home.” You replied with a smile trying to make her see you came in peace. The past month her kindness to you had dulled.

“This is your home now. You should-“

“She can wear whatever she’d like mother, leave it alone.” Techno grunted shutting the Queen down.

“I meant no offence-“

“No harm done my lady.” Techno looked at you with all seriousness his hand gripping yours to stroke his thumb over your skin. The rest of the dinner was tense, you received hateful glances from the Queen while the king got drunk and started to flirt with one of the maids at that point Techno gripped your hand once more and dragged you away.

You walked arm in arm around the large castle sometimes talking, sometimes not but either way you felt soothed and peaceful. You both stopped at a small balcony sitting down on a bench so you could overlook the city.

“Your guard follows you everywhere.” Techno chuckles glancing at Ser Ren, “most ladies have handmaidens instead.” He jokes his large fingers entwining with yours.

“What good is a handmaiden if my life is in danger?” You replied with a little laugh, “I’ve know Ser Ren since I was a child, he protected my older brother and when I was born he swore to protect me.”

“Well I’m glad you’ll have someone to protect you when I’m not around.” He said pushing some hair behind your ear making you turn to face him, your eyes meet and your entranced just as much as he is.

“My Lord.” You sigh not being able to look away as he leans in closer and closer until your lips are barely touching.

“How many times must I ask you to call me Techno?” He breathes smashing his lips on yours stealing a moan from your throat and swallowing it hoping to treasure it forever. It’s intoxicating and perfect all at once. To feel so satisfied and unsatisfied at the same time, both of your hands scramble for purchase on each other’s bodies.

His arm hooks around your waist pulling you carelessly close, his other hand tangling in your hair while yours grip at his royal coat, clawing at the material. You feel it as he deepens the kiss, feel the ice around your heart melting and seven hells it feels so good. Feels good to be held and kissed and caressed by a man.

His lips suck on your own, his mouth hot and unforgiving as he continues to kiss you until your head is swirling and you know your cunt is soaked. If this is what just a kiss can do you’d love to see what else he can achieve.

“My Prince, my lady. A Lord Grytion to see you.” The words from Ser Ren have you pulling apart panting, breathing each other’s air. Even when the Lord comes onto the balcony with you Techno doesn’t let you go, doesn’t tear his eyes away from your face even when you blink up at the man you think you recognise.

He bows before he begins to speak, “My Prince, Lady Draygon, I’ve simply come to give you my best wishes on your marriage. I hope you two are very happy together.”

Even as the man speaks Techno doesn’t look away, his large hand coming up to stroke his thumb against your cheek, “You can tell my mother that if she wishes to spy on me and my betrothed then she should send someone I don’t know is her spy.” Techno grunts red eyes darting all around your face even though you’re looking at the man who clears his throat bows and leave without another word.

“Where were we?” He grins, it’s cheeky and cocky but it makes you giggle and lean back into his eyes warm embrace, lips slotting against his once more. He can’t stop the groan that escapes him at finally feeling you against him, so pretty and all for him.

Another week passed by and you find yourself in the gardens once more, Techno being the one who led you here this time. You are pleasantly surprised by what the Prince is wearing today, his toned and large body graced with black. Your colours, Fell colours. If you didn’t know any better you would call him Lord Draygon.

“What is that?” You ask gesturing to whatever he was holding on a red velvet pillow, it was an odd shape and covered with a yellow cloth.

“It’s a gift.” He smiled sitting beside you under the gazebo, wood being entwined and tangled with vines and flowers. You frown your gaze flickering to his face then back to the object, he chuckles pulling the yellow sheet away. What’s underneath makes your mouth open, breath picking up at the pure beauty.

A rose standing on it’s own underneath a glass dome.

“It’s gorgeous.” You smile, fingers itching to touch it.

“It’s yours my lady.” He hands the pillow to you letting you take it from him, but it’s so fragile you feel scared to hold it making you place it on the table in front of you.

“I also have some news.” He grimaces when your happy eyes turn cold and stick to him like glue.

“What news?” You ask, an eyebrow raising when he stands walking towards the stone balcony, one that overlooks the large ocean surrounding Rinesdale.

“We will be wed next week, my father just informed me.” He speaks so softly watching your reaction cautiously. Honestly your feelings are conflicted, you are really starting to feel something for Techno but you’re not sure that you want to be married. Not like you have a say in the matter however.

“Alright.” You smile but it’s a little forced as you push yourself from your chair and move next to him. Techno picks up on it instantly, his fingers coming up to push hair behind your ear and cup your cheek. Your eyes meeting his rubies.

“I promise you, I will do everything in my power to make you feel loved, cherished and wanted. I will protect you and put you and any children we may have first in every decision I make. I will be yours just as you will be mine. No other woman will ever so much as kiss me. No one but you my lady, my love, my future Queen.” His sincerity shone in his eyes, it made the last little bit of ice melt away but you tried to grip onto it as hard as you could for the continued feeling of safety.

“I Thankyou for the promises you are making to me my lor- Techno. And I in no way want to seem rude or harsh to you but I can only believe your promises when I see that they are upheld.” You speak slowly and carefully as not to upset him.

“I understand, you don’t have to believe me now. I will spend the rest of our days proving it to you my sweet sweet girl.” His last words are whispered against the skin of your cheek before he pressed his lips to yours. They capture all of your happy sighs and moans before moving down to caress your neck.

“Techno.” You gasp so softly and he swears it’s the most precious thing he’s ever heard. He wants to devote all his time to making you gasp his name again just like that. His teeth rake over the tender spot where your neck and shoulders meet and you can’t stop your knees from buckling thank the gods for Techno holding you up.

It’s at that moment when he feels your body give in so he’s the only thing supporting you, when he hears you moan so fucking sexily, that’s when he knows he’s going to ruin you for any other man. He wants to be the only man in the entire world who can satisfy your needs. You will never even be able to think about going to anyone else, because of him.

But all good things and thoughts must come to an end, “My lady, your Father has just arrived.” Ser Ren calls to you and Techno feels your body become tense. He pulls back from your neck to stare into your eyes.

“Everything alright my lady?” He asks frowning a little.

“Yes, I just haven’t seen my father in a while and as much as I can handle him, I never know what mood he’s going to be in.” You laughed making him laugh too.

Techno escorts you to the front of the Gold Keep where your Father greets you with a smile after greeting the royal family. “I’ll catch up with you later my darling daughter.” He says before he and the king walk away together. They’d been friends for many years.

The Queen leaves the front with her daughters not looking best pleased, this was going to be an entertaining week that was for sure.

The feast that was held that night was glorious but once again it was too many people, too much wine and food and noise and the king flirting. “Want to leave?” Techno grumbles in your ear his golden cloak making him look so handsome.

“Gods yes please.” You groan missing the way his eyes light up when he takes your hand and leads you away from all the noise. The lanterns are lit creating the perfect ambiance for another leisurely stroll arm in arm except this one you’re a little buzzed from the tonight’s fruity wine.

“Techno.” Your voice is a little lighter but you’re fully aware of everything going on around you especially when he turns to you.

“Yes my love?” The new term of endearment has your cheeks heating up and your thighs quivering.

“Will you do something for me?” You ask just as you turn round a corner that’s a little darker than all the rest.

“Anything.” He replies not expecting you to grip onto his gold and red patterned cloak and pull him against you, your back pressed against the cold stone castle wall. Out of the corner of your eye you see Ser Ren with his back to you both on the look out for if someone comes by.

“Kiss me.” It’s not a request anymore, it’s a demand from lover to lover, from wife to husband, from Queen to King.

It brings a grin to his face, the Prince flashing his pearly whites before he brings your body against his kissing you passionately. Your thoughts were a mess as both of his hands grip onto your hips making sure they’re flush against his, he wants you to feel how much he wants you not that you can through your dress.

“Touch me.” You surprise yourself as well as Techno when you say those words, you conclude that you maybe have said them a little too loud due to the quick creak of metal armour.

“My lady I don’t think, we shouldn’t until we’re married.” Techno tries his hardest to grasp onto what’s left of his self control but one look in your needy eyes and he’s done.

Techno leans in leaving open mouthed kisses down your neck and your breathing starts to pick up, your hands gripping his cloak for an anchor while you moan. A hand that’s slow and hesitant hikes up the skirt of your dress gently and makes its way in between your legs, thick knuckles glide through your wet folds rubbing over the small nub.

The ambience and desire making everything heightened. His touch felt hotter. His kisses softer. His hold tighter. You felt as though you were going to burst from the passion. Basic primal instinct taking over, causing you to ignore the fact you were in a dark corner of the Gold Keep with your guard just meters away from you. You wanted him.

And that’s all that mattered. Moans slipped from your mouth, to which he covered it with his free hand. You pressed your head back against the wall as he slipped his fingers inside you, pumping slow and careful his rubies staring down at you with nothing but pure hunger.

“That’s it, just take it my Queen.” He groans, only loud enough for you to hear with his lips pressed against the shell of your ear while he continues to ruin you with his fingers. It’s the first time a man has ever touched you like this and fuck it feels so good. So good you sob against his hand hips bucking for him to faster and he does.

His fingers move quicker and skilfully, a question tugging in the back of your mind that you push away for now. Right now you’re feeling too much to think, your body burning with need for the orgasm to wash over you.

“Your Grace there are people coming this way, I suggest you hurry up or stop your little transgression.” Ser Ren says making your eyes fling open, you’d forgotten he was there. And for some reason his words make you clench around Techno’s fingers that curl in a come here motion until your eyes roll back and your cumming all over them.

“Come back to me sweet thing, there you go.” Techno coos softly until your eyes flutter open, blinking up at him, watching him remove his fingers from you only to put them against his lips, sinfully licking them clean with a groan at how you tasted. “Our wedding night will certainly be a night to remember my beautiful woman.”

And as if you and time couldn’t wait any longer your wedding day was here, the bells ringing signally to all those in Rinesdale that today would be the day the Prince gets married.

“Don’t be nervous my lady, the Prince is half in love with you already.” Your handmaiden comments receiving a frown from you from where you stood on a little podium. She being knelt by your feet straightening your hem.

“I’m not nervous. A Lady of Draygon doesn’t get nervous.” You snap making her nod quickly as she got up to tighten your corset. It was probably the tightest it has ever been in your entire life, making your waist singe and your hips puff out. She brought the last layer of the dress, helping you slip it on over your under dress. It was a gorgeous dark white, you could even compare it to a light grey or silver.

She helped you clip your long veil into your half braided hair, the other parts of it falling down your body in curls. Your gaze never left the mirror you stood in front of, you felt truly like a royal, truly like the princess you’ll become.

“Your mother would have loved to be here.” Your father says with a sad smile his hands cupping your cheeks as you wait outside the large doors that lead inside the Gold Keep.

“I miss her.” You blink away the tears that threaten to ruin your happiness.

“I do too.” He mutters kissing your cheek, it’s then that the big doors open and the music begins to play. Your father links your arm with his and soon you’re walking your way down the steps and down the isle.

You notice your brother and his wife who looks swollen with his child and give them a nod. The Queen is glaring at you, but you suppose that it’s understandable, next week Techno and you are supposed to be pronounced King and Queen. The idea makes you nervous but not as nervous as you feel when you finally look up at your husband to be.

His beautiful long hair braided all southern like, his brown breeches, a beautiful gold and black over coat that was graced with a cloak. His red eyes were sparkling with want as they gazed over you, a smile pulling at his lips.

“You may now cloak the bride and bring her under your protection.” The priest says making Techno un attach his cloak and cover your shoulders with it before taking your hand in his.

“Your Grace, Your Grace, my lords, my ladies, we stand here in the sight of gods and men to witness the union of man and wife.” The priest speaks loud and his voice booms while he ties the ribbon of one around your hands that are holding one another.

“Let it be known that The Lady of the house Draygon and The Lord of the house Blade are one heart, one flesh, one soul, cursed be he who would seek to tear them asunder.”

“With this kiss, I pledge my love.” Techno announces letting all in the crowd know before his lips land on yours, taking them for himself. It’s quick and chaste especially compared to the other night but enough to stir up the gentle claps of congratulations.

It was truly a grand celebration, nobles and royals from all over came to celebrate and feast. The Gold Keep was loud with happiness coursing through it, nothing compared to what you were feeling.

“Are you happy my love?” Techno asks the back of his knuckles caressing your heated cheeks.

“Yes, I actually am.” You smile brightly at him and in turn he smiles back just as happy.

“Time for the bedding ceremony!” The drunk king shouted a whore on his arm as he did so, “men help the new princess remove-“

“Enough!” Techno’s deep voice is the loudest you’ve ever heard it, his knuckles turning white while he glared at his father, from where he’s stood up next to you. “There will be no bedding ceremony.” Techno grunts into the silence not even looking around to see all the shocked people at his outburst.

No, instead his eyes land on you sitting in your chair next to him. He extends his hand for you and immediately you take it letting him guide you out of your chair. What he does next is definitely the surprise, Techno takes you in his arms holding you bridal style as he carries you out of the throne room.

You glance over his shoulder your eyes temporarily taking in Ser Ren in all his black metallic glory before they look ahead seeing your destination. Techno’s room. Now your room.

He kicks open the door and carries you across the threshold dropping you onto the bed making you giggle. “Keep the halls clear my good ser.” Techno says to Ser Ren with a smirk before closing the door and latching it to lock it.

It’s quick and hurried but your husband helps you with your dress, pulling at the strings of the corset and pushing at the layers until there’s nothing left. Not a single stitch on you.

Techno’s hands slide up your body cupping your breasts, his thumbs tweaking and rubbing your nipples. You whimper loving the feeling of his hands on you, it’s new and it’s euphoric. Just to be touched, showered with pure want and love. You only have to blink before you’re on your four poster bed splayed out for the hungry prince in front of you.

Soon enough he’s ridding himself of his clothes, letting you admire his striking body. His arm muscles rippling as he grips the top of the bed frame leaning forward towering over you. Your new husband sliding down to his knees before he pulls you to the end of the bed.

He grunts his thick long index finger taps on your clit, your hips jerking when he does, sensitive with need.

His head lulls to the side, his cheek smushing against the inside of your thigh “You’re absolutely gorgeous wife.” He sighs, the tip of his finger spelling out his name on your bundle of nerves. His piercing eyes meet yours and your breath gets caught in your throat, the lust swirling in his dark eyes is so enticing.

A silent ‘fuck yes’ paints itself on his face, his brow furrowed in pure amazement at the sight of your glistening pussy.

Your clit pulses erratically anticipating his next move. It’s quick and it makes you jump but then you’re whining into the air, because how can you not when he’s sucking you into his mouth like a starved man. Your body burns with pleasure but it’s oh so delicious his tongue working wonders on your cunt.

“Please Tec-“ he pulls off you with a soft pop stopping your begging. His lips smack together as his eyes leave yours once more, the pad of his thumb sliding through your folds. He grunts leaning forward pressing his nose against you with a sharp inhale.

Techno looks up his crimson eyes finding yours at the exact moment his mouth latches onto you once more. It feels so good it hurts, the heat from his mouth has you twisting and squirming.

You sob, your body starting to shake when he pushes two ring adorned fingers inside you, the cold metal making you gasp. They rub along your velvety walls bringing a new wave of pleasure, the feeling builds becoming more intense with every thrust.

His tongue laps at your clit while he searches and searches until you squeal “There it is”, he finds exactly what he was looking for striking the spot over and over again watching your back arch off the bed. Curses slipping out when you gush all over his hand just like he knew you would.

You excepted him to move away, to release you from his torturous mouth but he doesn’t. The Prince stays, the tip of his tongue flicking against you, the sensitivity pulling whines and whimpers from you.

You think it was three, no four definitely four orgasms heck you lost count after the first. Your body tired but fuck do you need his cock more then anything. You lay on your side gripping the sheets so tightly as Techno slides in behind you, his arms pulling you taut against him and you mewl.

“I know sweet girl I know you just have to let me in is all, nothing more.” He strokes your hair moving it out the way so he can press his cheek to yours, it’s so intimate and sweet. And yet when he lifts up your left leg, bending it at the knee so he can slip his ridged veiny shaft inside your tight cunt. You feel the sweet sweet burn of the orgasmic stretch that is so new but so good.

You just about manage to make out your wedding gown discarded on the floor before your vision blurs and tears streak down your cheeks meeting the dried ones that had already fallen earlier with your over sensitivity. He feels so fucking good, with each thrust you’re pushed closer to the edge.

Your moans and his mixing together in the late evening air, his pace building dramatically, becoming more and more intense the longer he fucks you. It’s brutish, rough and bare. Yet loving and gentle at the same time. “I will love you til the last petal falls, sweet girl.” He groans thrusting in and out of you so fucking delicately it has you crying. “And that rose will never wilt.” He hums in your ear kissing your cheek.

“Yes right there don’t stop!” You don’t care how loud you’re being, you don’t care who hears you, especially not when his swollen tip glides over the spot inside you, your body goes still and you can’t do anything except let it happen.

And you do, you let the tsunami of pleasure crash into you almost painfully, it pumps through your viens absolutely demolishing what’s left of your energy. You’re barely awake when warmth blooms inside you a deep groan rumbling against your cheek, the rose beside your bed in the glass dome long forgotten.

A kiss to the top of your head and you’re out like a light unaware of the large hand rubbing at your tummy, the sky completely dark now, unaware of the thoughts bubbling in Techno’s head as he watches your chest slowly rise and fall. It lulls him to sleep, pulls him into a world that is entirely his own.

Neither of you aware of the red tint the moon was starting to have.

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